My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 206: Since you have nothing to do anyway, why not beat the kid?
Shangshu No.

No bathing today.

Zeng Anmin sat in his yard.

The sun is just right.

Shining in the yard.

He lazily lay on the recliner, flipping through the manuscript that Qin Shoucheng had specially made for the great scholar Qin Li, which was sent to him by Qin Wanyue.

Next to the recliner is the handwriting of the Confucian saint and the mysterious necklace.

There are also three-colored spiritual stones and a piccolo.

A jade pendant.

Needless to say, the Confucian sage's handwriting and the necklace were given by Sister Qin and Bai Ziqing, respectively.

The three-color spirit stone was given by Chuxue after Xuanzhensi won the gambling competition.

The piccolo was obtained after he came back and killed the Eastern Church spy after handling the Huang Yuangao case.

In addition to the piccolo, there is also a wooden plaque with the word "Lu Yi" engraved on it.

However, because Duan Yuanpei, the Minister of Revenue, forcibly seized the "Handwritten Books of the Confucian Sage" from the Qin Mansion, Zeng Anmin discovered that he was a spy for the State of Jiang. The wooden plaque was submitted to Bai Ziqing as evidence so that he could get the credit.

As for the last jade pendant, it was the personal belongings that Duan Yuanpei had with him when he committed the crime, and Zeng Anmin was careful enough to put it into his pocket.

There is nothing important today.

He decided to study what he had at home.

First of all.

It was sent by Sister Qin, and it is Dean Qin’s research on the great scholar Qin Li during his lifetime.

"Qin Li's book is the best of all time."

Zeng Anmin looked at it for a long time.

I only saw Dean Qin's admiration for the great scholar Qin Li.

Zeng Anmin could even feel from the red surface of the paper that Dean Qin had not yet entered the realm of calligraphy.

His "traditional Chinese characters" also went beyond that and made innovations after he had copied the calligraphy of the great scholar Qin Li for a long time.

In other words, it was many years ago that Dean Qin started studying the great scholar Qin Li.

I watched it for a long time.

Zeng Anmin put down the manuscripts in his hands.

He rubbed his swollen temples.

"I looked for a long time, but I couldn't see anything."

He put the manuscript in his hand aside.

His eyes turned to the eerie necklace on the table.

He stared at the necklace and murmured:
"So, what's your secret?"

"Clap."

Zeng Anmin picked up the necklace.

Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Under the sun.

The bone necklace was faintly visible under its originally dark color, but from time to time it exuded a majestic atmosphere...

It makes people want to get close to it...

"Bone necklace..."

Zeng Anmin murmured:

"You can help me to glimpse the secrets of the Confucian saint's handwriting, which proves that you are definitely a treasure."

He turned the necklace over and over in his hand.

"I have been immersed in the books of the Imperial College these past two days and read many historical allusions."

"Indeed, I have never seen any trace of this necklace."

"Not a bit."

Zeng Anmin looked at the necklace.

He was fascinated by it.

But I still can't get the point.

“We can learn this from the Huang Yuangao case.”

"The Jiang Kingdom's Eastern Sect spies have worked hard to plan for you."

Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

"What kind of state was I in at that time that allowed me to see the secret of the Confucian Sage's Handwriting through the necklace?"

There was a thoughtful look in the corners of his eyes.

He thought about it for a long time.

Finally, he sighed softly.

"There is a time in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it."

Having said that, he wanted to put the necklace into the battle preparation space.

But as soon as he took the necklace in his hand.

Suddenly, I felt a stream of air passing through the necklace and into my hands.

And then he entered his own sea of ​​consciousness through his hands.

"brush!!"

That feeling is coming again!!
Zeng Anmin opened his eyes suddenly.

Two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes.

His eyes just happened to touch the three-colored spirit stone in his hand.

The golden light shone directly on the table. Zeng Anmin stared at the objects on the table without blinking.

The piccolo was mediocre.

There was nothing unusual in the handwriting of the Confucian sage.

And under his eyes, the rich three-color color of the tri-color spirit stone was even more conspicuous.

Even the spiritual energy hidden under the three colors was seen by him.

"It is indeed a three-color spirit stone that is one level higher than ordinary spirit stones. The spiritual energy contained in it is like the sea."

Zeng Anmin was amazed.

He could feel the golden light shining in his eyes.

Everything in this world can reveal its true form.

Just like the flaming eyes and golden pupils of the Monkey King in the previous life’s novel “Journey to the West”!
"Ok?"

Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment.

Under the golden light in his eyes.

He had a full view of everything on the table.

The tri-colored spirit stone and the ordinary jade pendant flashed a strange red light at the same time.

Then disappeared.

"what is that?"

Zeng Anmin was a little dazed.

Why is there a red light?
Could it be that the jade pendant of Jiang State spy Duan Yuanpei is also made of a spiritual stone?
Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

"uncle!!"

A childish voice sounded.

The golden light in Zeng Anmin's eyes just disappeared.

Everything was calm again.

The few things lying on the table lay there quietly.

Zeng Anmin seemed to be thinking about something.

"Does this necklace need time to charge before it can be used?"

"I didn't find it before because I never thought about it and kept it in the battle preparation room until it was covered with dust."

"And the last time I used this necklace to activate the 'Fire Eyes and Golden Pupils' was two days ago."

Zeng Anmin remembered this guess.

Two days later, he would try again and find out whether his guess was right or wrong.

After thinking it through, he temporarily put aside all the doubts in his mind.

He turned around with a smile and looked at Hu Zi who was walking towards him.

"what happened?"

Zeng Anmin looked at Hu Zi with a smile on his face.

"You promised me last time that you would take me to Fa'an Temple to find the young monk Yingchen. Why haven't you taken me with you?"

Hu Zi looked at Zeng Anmin pitifully.

Zeng Anmin sat on the chair, looking at Hu Zi leisurely, and waved at Hu Zi:

"Come here, uncle will ask you a few questions, and I will take you if you answer correctly."

When Hu Zi heard this, his little eyes suddenly lit up.

A pair of short legs came towards him at a very fast speed.

"What?"

Hu Zi looked at Zeng Anmin with bright eyes.

"It's nothing."

Zeng Anmin smiled nonchalantly:
"Who did you meet after your uncle and the black-dressed aunt from Xuanzhensi left last time?"

Hu Zi was completely unprepared at this time.

He thought about it naively, came to Zeng Anmin, blinked and said:

"I met my mother, what happened?"

"Oh~"

Zeng Anmin drew out a long note.

After Hu Zi approached.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped Hu Zi's arm in his palm, with a sinister and cold look on his face:

"Then what did you say to Aunt Lin? Do you remember?"

Only then did Hu Zi feel the coldness coming from his neck.

"I did not say anything!"

He stiffened his neck, his face full of fear.

"Didn't say anything?"

Zeng Anmin smiled viciously.

He placed the tiger on his thigh:
"Snapped!!"

A slap landed.

"I didn't say anything, so how did my father know about my conversation with Miss Sai in the yard?!"

"What? Is there a bug in my yard?!"

"Wow!!!"

Hu Zi suddenly burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)