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

Chapter 229 Zeng Anmin: I want the head of Duke Zeng Anmin!
Outside the illusion array.

The fat prince saw himself appearing in a dragon robe in the illusion array.

He felt a little numb, and an inexplicable excitement emerged in his heart.

He stared at the huge red scroll.

Clench your fists.

Just like a reader who is reading a great novel for the first time, his whole body is filled with excitement.

He is so cool...

The eldest princess sitting next to him glanced at him.

Seeing the blush on his face, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Useless things...

…………

In the illusion array.

The moment Zeng Anmin saw the little fat prince.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged in my heart.

But there was no expression of abnormality on his face.

"His Majesty."

The moment he saw Wang Yuanzhen, Zeng Anmin slowly stood up and wanted to salute him.

"No need to be polite!"

The fat prince Wang Yuanzhen hurried to Zeng Anmin.

There was a sense of majesty on his chubby face:
"What do you think of what I told you last time?"

……

After hearing this, Zeng Anmin was a little stunned.

Last time?

How could I know?
I don’t even know who I am now…

But he didn't show any clues.

He just looked at the little fat boy in front of him indifferently.

[Since the king of a country can personally come forward, this matter must be of great importance, so I am not the one who should be anxious. ]

Zeng Anmin thought so and became less anxious.

He looked at the little fat man and said:

"Your Majesty looks very good today. How about we go out for an outing together and discuss this matter later?"

Hear what he said.

The little fat man pursed his lips and sighed:

"Now that the country is in great trouble, how can I be in the mood to talk about traveling?"

fatty.

Although you became the emperor, your personality hasn't changed much.

I didn't expect that you would still be like this more than 20 years later.

"Your Majesty, is there anyone who can solve your troubles except me?"

Zeng Anmin sighed in a pretentious manner.

Hear this.

The little fat boy looked up very seriously and looked at Zeng Anmin:
"Black Cat Warrior has been famous for twenty-seven years and is known as the number one assassin in the Great Saint Dynasty. If you don't show up, no one else can do it."

?

Zeng Anmin's heart was shaken violently.

Black Cat Warrior?!
No, how do you know I'm Black Cat Warrior? !
What is going on with this formation?

Can it see through that it is a black cat warrior? !

and many more!

wrong.

Zeng Anmin felt that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

Just looked in the mirror.

One's appearance is that of an extremely ordinary stranger.

This is not Zeng Anmin’s appearance in real life!
In other words, this large formation did not know that Zeng Anmin was the Black Cat Warrior.

Even if it continues to deduce, it cannot deduce something it does not know.

Scare the young master...

this moment.

Zeng Anmin keenly noticed a piece of information.

[It seems that my identity in the formation is... a black cat warrior more than 20 years later.]

After Zeng Anmin figured it out, he was silent for a while.

Then he sighed and said:
"Your Majesty, would you like some tea?"

……

When the fat prince saw how unhurried he was, his expression froze slightly.

But he sighed slowly and said:

"Row."

Not long after.

The two of them sat opposite each other and drank the tea on the table.

"sigh."

After taking a sip of tea.

The little fat boy couldn't help but sighed deeply: "Alas."

Zeng Anmin pretended not to hear and just sipped his tea.

Based on his understanding of the little fat boy.

Now that he has become the emperor and is coming here alone, this is something he really wants to accomplish.

Given his temper, he would definitely be unable to hold back and speak first.

So he is not in a hurry.

really.

Just a moment later.

The little fat man said with a sad face:

"Since the great war between humans and demons 25 years ago."

"The Demon Emperor Xiangliu, Tianshi Xu, and Dongfang Cang, the leader of the Eastern Sect, fought for seven days."

"Master Xu and Dongfang Cang used all their strength to kill Xiang Liu and died together with him."

"The demon race was destroyed."

"But the national strength of our Great Saint Dynasty and Nanjiang Kingdom has also been exhausted."

"Both countries were badly hurt, refugees were everywhere, and starving people were everywhere..."

At this point, the little fat prince's face showed a trace of sadness:

"The previous emperor left in a hurry, leaving behind this country in ruins..."

"Fortunately, the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin helped me and assisted me wholeheartedly, so I was able to clean up this mess step by step."

At this point, he sighed again:
"However, ten years ago, Jiang was in turmoil, and I only wanted to maintain the status quo, so I did not interfere in Jiang's politics."

"The empress took the opportunity to secure her throne. With Jiangnan at her back and the resources of the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain at her disposal, Jiang State has become more powerful than ever before."

"Now he is personally leading an army of 700,000 to invade..."

"Report from the front line: Gu Xiangnan has already captured seventeen cities of our Great Saint Dynasty..."

"The country will no longer be a country, and the people will no longer be people..."

"I really can't bear it..."

……

Hearing these words from him.

Zeng Anmin digested it slowly.

Even if it's just a few words.

But he still analyzed out several useful pieces of information.

After twenty-seven great changes.

Today, the Great Holy Dynasty is very weak.

Nanjiang's national strength became stronger instead.

And the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin... well, I feel like laughing.

Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, I would have risen to the position of Duke of Zhenguo.

Hmm...it should be deduced from this illusion array.

In the eyes of this illusion, Zeng Anmin in reality is also extremely capable.

Tsk tsk.

It's fun.

Zeng Anmin suddenly wanted to go and see what he would look like when he was deduced by the illusion array twenty-seven years later.
He could tell.

This illusion array couldn't even reveal the secret that Zeng Anmin was the Black Cat Warrior.

I don’t think it’s a very advanced artificial intelligence.

They certainly don’t know that “Zeng Anmin” is actually a time traveler.

"After the great war between humans and demons, only one out of ten warriors in the world survived."

"A fourth-rank warrior is already the best in the world today."

"And now the only one I can rely on is you, the world's number one assassin, the Black Cat Warrior."

After the fat boy finished speaking, he stared at Zeng Anmin.

Hear this.

Zeng Anmin immediately understood it in his mind.

From what the fat guy said, he wanted me to go to the battlefield and assassinate the empress?!
This……

Zeng Anmin seemed to be thinking about something.

Could it be that this is the test in this illusion array?

"The empress even said arrogantly that if there is resistance again, she will lead her troops to massacre the city after breaking through..."

At this point, the little fat man was already very excited:
"For the sake of the people of the world, and for the lives of the millions in the city... we have to gamble on this!"

"During the Qin Dynasty before the Han Dynasty, there were similar cases of assassinating the ruler to avoid war."

"So I..." The little fat man adjusted his dragon robe, he slowly stood up, bowed deeply to Zeng Anmin and said:

"Please come out and kill the empress to stop the war."

…………

Quiet.

The entire main hall fell into silence.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to persuade me any further."

Zeng Anmin slowly stood up, turned his head expressionlessly, and looked outside the main hall:
"Although I am a reckless man."

"But we also know that on the battlefield, it is impossible to assassinate the empress, not to mention whether it can be successful."

"Even if we succeed, there is absolutely no way we can escape unscathed. This is a sure death."

As his words fell.

The fat prince pursed his lips.

Say one thousand to ten thousand.

This is the purpose of his trip.

He was gambling with the life of this black cat warrior on something with an extremely low probability of happening.

Who is willing to die?
No one in this world wants to die.

……

Outside the illusion.

Duke Ningguo Li Jian rubbed his neck which had been raised for a long time.

He looked at Zeng Anmin's answer in the formation, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He murmured:

"The Firewood Holding Illusion Formation not only blocks memories, but also changes the identity of the person who enters the formation."

"So the test in the formation only verifies one's character."

“Naked heart.”

"How can someone with a bad character possibly pass the test?"

…………

Liu Shishi looked at everyone seriously and continued:
"So every choice Zeng Anmin makes is extremely important."

"Once you make a choice that is not in line with the word 'carrying firewood', at best you will be trapped in the illusion forever and unable to get out."

"In serious cases... there is no hope of recovery."

After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips tightly and looked at the huge image on the scroll.

Emperor Jianhong.

Zeng Shilin.

Aunt Lin.

The little fat prince.

Princess

……

Everyone's faces were extremely solemn.

Everyone stared at the huge scroll.

…………

In the illusion array.

After Zeng Anmin finished speaking.

The dragon robe on the little fat man was a little dull.

He looked at Zeng Anmin in front of him with great reluctance:

"But the people of this world... so many lives..."

Zeng Anmin turned around slowly.

He looked at the fat boy expressionlessly.

"But, although I am a reckless man, I also understand a saying."

"The rise and fall, everyone is responsible."

“So this time, I went.”

The sound is very light.

But it reached the fat boy's ears very clearly.

……

The fat boy's face became dull.

After a long time.

He stared blankly at Zeng Anmin in front of him and said:
"You just said... there is no chance of survival..."

"Then there is no chance of survival."

Zeng Anmin slowly lifted the tea, blew on it gently, put it to his mouth and drank it.

…………

Outside the illusion.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone stared at the huge scarlet scroll.

The sound from the scroll still rang in my ears.

"The rise and fall, everyone is responsible……"

"But you just said there is no chance of survival."

"Then there is no chance of survival!"

…………

Just a few sentences.

Everyone gritted their teeth.

What's worse, he was gasping for breath.

A refreshing feeling starts from the tailbone and runs through the entire body!
At this moment, there were only four words in their minds.

National scholar!

A patriot!

When Ningguo Duke Li Jian saw this scene, his eyes narrowed.

His face looked a little gloomy.

But he was not panicked, and murmured:

"Don't be happy too soon. Even if you make the right choice, you still can't get out if you don't complete the assessment task."

………………

Liu Shishi looked at everyone with a serious expression and said.

She said one word.

Everyone turned their eyes to the huge scroll in front of them.

…………

In the illusion array.

Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at the fat man in the dragon robe and said:
"It's just that if I just go for the assassination like this, I can't even sneak into the military camp."

The little fat man looked at Zeng Anmin seriously:
"So it should be?"

Zeng Anmin's eyes became deep and mysterious:

"I do have a plan, an assassination... and it can be done openly."

"What???"

The little fat emperor was numb.

He stared blankly at the extremely ordinary face in front of him and asked:
"Bright... aboveboard?"

"Correct."

Zeng Anmin turned back, looked at the little fat emperor seriously and said:
"It's above board."

The little fat emperor asked impatiently: "What should we do specifically?"

Zeng Anmin put down the tea bowl in his hand with a "click" sound.

His voice sounded faintly:

"In the name of His Majesty, send a peace treaty to the Empress."

"I am willing to cede fifteen cities to Jiang State to stop the war."

"Then I will be the envoy, carrying the map of the Great Saint Dynasty to pay a visit to the Empress."

"After meeting the Empress, I slowly unfolded the map..."

At this point, Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes, and his voice was fierce:

"When the plan is exhausted... that's when the dagger will appear!"

"I will strike him when he is least prepared, and we will perish together with him."

"How's that plan?"

After saying that, he looked at the little fat emperor.

But the little fat emperor was completely stunned at this time.

It is clear.

Zeng Anmin’s plan... is amazing!

"Huchihuchi~"

The little fat emperor's breathing became extremely rapid.

"Your Majesty, don't be happy too soon."

Zeng Anmin slowly stood up and said with a hint of coldness in his voice:

"How could the Empress not be suspicious when she easily took fifteen cities without any resistance?"

"If she had any doubts in her heart, she would definitely not let me get close to her."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the little fat emperor's head.

He was at a loss.

"Then...what should we do?"

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath:

“So we’re going to up the ante.”

"What chips?"

"Duke Zhenguo, Zeng Anmin's head."

…………

As soon as these words came out.

The little fat emperor was offline for a long time.

He jumped up and waved his hands: "No! Absolutely not! Anyone in this world can die, but Quan Fu must not die!!"

Zeng Anmin just looked at him calmly and said:

"But if he wants to exchange the life of the Duke of Zhenguo for the lives of the people of the world, he will definitely be willing."

"Our Great Saint Dynasty and the two countries of Nanjiang can also stop fighting."

The little fat emperor pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will go and discuss this matter with the Duke of Zhenguo in person."

Zeng Anmin gently patted the little fat emperor on the shoulder:

"For the sake of all people in the world."

…………

Zhenguogongfu.

A figure with an extremely ordinary face appeared in front of the gate.

Zeng Anmin looked at the mansion in front of him, which was many times more luxurious than his father's Shangshu Mansion in real life.

There are also quite complicated feelings in my heart.

Twenty-seven years later, I have become the Duke of Zhenguo, second only to the emperor and above everyone else in this great dynasty.

But now his identity is just a black cat warrior...

"I'm looking for Mr. Zeng."

Handed over a visiting card.

Zeng Anmin was led into a courtyard by a servant.

This yard is extremely beautiful.

The peach trees in the yard are in full bloom.

He waited quietly.

He felt both nervous and expectant.

What will the self that the illusion deduced twenty-seven years from now look like?

"Cough cough."

Then a familiar cough sounded.

Zeng Anmin paused slightly.

He turned around slowly.

A somewhat skinny figure slowly came out from the depths of the yard.

Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Zeng Anmin was amazed.

"Is this what I will look like in twenty-seven years?"

"Sure enough, still so handsome."

(End of this chapter)