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

Chapter 230 The unparalleled national scholar!

The man in front of me, or rather the middle-aged man.

He is thin, but has a very upright posture.

A familiar face.

Although he is getting older, he still gives people a very handsome feeling.

The extremely familiar elegance on his body makes people want to get close to him.

The face is still the same.

Very well maintained.

But the look in his eyes had a more vicissitudes of life.

He is myself more than 20 years later.

The current Duke of the Great Sage Dynasty deduced by the illusion array.

The Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin, who is second only to the emperor and above everyone else!
Zeng Anmin only took a quick look at himself 27 years later, and an expression of admiration appeared on his face:
"Meet the Duke of Zhenguo."

At this time, Zeng Anmin's identity in the illusion array was the Black Cat Warrior.

He is the number one assassin in the Great Holy Dynasty.

In response to his salute, the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin looked at him deeply for a while, and then a half-smile appeared on his face:
"Black Cat Warrior..."

"More than 20 years ago, my father and I heard of your name in Liangjiang County. We never thought that more than 20 years later, you would become the number one assassin in this Great Saint Dynasty..."

Hear his words.

Zeng Anmin felt extremely strange.

After all, you are facing your "future" self.

It is definitely impossible to say that there is absolutely no thought in my mind.

"You are so kind, Duke."

Zeng Anmin thought for a while before answering.

He knows himself very well.

But the person in front of him was deduced from the illusion array.

Who knows what kind of personality he really has?

"What is your purpose in coming here?"

Duke Zhenguo Zeng Anmin gently took out a piece of note from his arms.

That was the visiting card Zeng Anmin handed over when he came to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Zeng Anmin raised his head slowly.

He looked at the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin in front of him.

Both of them looked indifferent.

"Now the Queen of Jiang State is leading an army of 700,000 to invade our dynasty..."

Zeng Anmin was silent for a while and then sighed:
"Given her personality, if she takes down the city after a long siege, she will definitely massacre the entire city... How can the Duke of Zhenguo just sit back and watch?"

When the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin heard this, he did not respond.

He raised his head calmly and looked over here, with a hint of coldness in his voice:
"Who asked you to come?"

……

Zeng Anmin slowly straightened up, his face showing a serious look: "I will come by myself."

"you?"

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin glanced at him and sneered:

"When Jiang was in turmoil, I advised that little fat guy to send troops or interfere in its internal affairs, but he refused to listen."

"Now that Gu Xiangnan has become powerful and is leading a large army to attack, this is what I expected. There is no better way except to hold out for a few years and wait for the city to fall."

"I have decided to move my family to the Taoist sect and seek refuge with my cousin before the empress invades the capital."

"Go back."

"Go back and tell that little fatty that I won't leave him alone before I leave. If he follows me, he can save his life. If he doesn't want to..."

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin was silent for a while, then continued:

"For the sake of our friendship for so many years, I will also knock him out and take him away."

well.

This is very Zeng Anmin.

After hearing this, Zeng Anmin himself was stunned.

Are you sure this is a humanoid?

Isn’t this just me?

Put yourself in their shoes.

If I really encounter such a great crisis.

The first thought must be to pack up and run away.

I will definitely bring my friends and family with me before running.

Ah this...

Zeng Anmin couldn't think of how to solve the problem for a moment.

"Cough cough."

He coughed dryly.

Then he sighed deeply.

His eyes became profound.

"I have long heard that the Duke of Zhenguo is a genius in Confucianism, but these remarks sound more like the words of a warrior to me."

"scoff~"

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin sneered:
"Do you know what is the most important thing in this world?"

Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment and asked, "What?"

"Yes."

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin glanced at him and said:

“Whether it’s a struggle for the world or overwhelming power, anyone must first live before they can speak their mind.”

Uh……

There's nothing wrong with it.

"Now that the empress has become a foregone conclusion, we can only stay alive first so that we have a chance to take our time."

A gleam of brilliance flashed in the eyes of Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin, and he said:

"Go back and tell the little fatty not to think so much. With the current strength of the Great Saint Dynasty, it is only a matter of time before the Jiang Kingdom takes over Kyoto."

"Be prepared and run away early."

"see a visitor out!"

As he said this, he yawned and prepared to walk towards the yard and leave.

"slow!"

Zeng Anmin reached out to stop him.

Can I let you go?

If you leave, my imperial examination will be gone!
Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin glanced at him calmly:
"Anything else?"

"Whoo~"

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

His eyes became deep:

"My Lord, can you listen to me?"

"hurry up."

A hint of impatience flashed across the face of Duke Zhenguo Zeng Anmin.

"Now the people of the Great Saint Dynasty are displaced, starving people are everywhere, countless people are experiencing displacement, and some are even worse, exchanging their own children for cannibalism."

"The tragedy of the world cannot be described in words."

Zeng Anmin was silent for a moment and sighed:

"Do you still remember the poem that the Duke of Zhenguo wrote when he first came to the capital?"

"What poem?"

Zeng Anmin's eyes were dim, and there was a hint of sadness in his voice:
"Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you."

"The strong feelings of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism in this poem are heartbreaking to listen to and make one cry."

When Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin heard this, a trace of emotion and shyness rose in his eyes. He slowly looked at the ordinary-looking middle-aged man in front of him:
"Thirty years have passed in a flash."

……

"Today, I also have a poem to present to the Duke."

Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head and his eyes became firm.

"Oh?"

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin raised his chin slightly, and his familiar phoenix eyes slightly raised:
“You can also write lyrics??”

This familiar action left Zeng Anmin speechless.

It feels great when I do this myself.

But why do you feel uncomfortable when others do it in front of you?

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin said seriously, "Would you like to hear it?"

"After hearing this, if the Duke remains unmoved, I will turn around and leave without your asking me to leave."

"Okay." Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin put away the impatience on his face, looked at him calmly and said:

"Read it to me."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, and then he stepped forward slowly. His voice slowly rang out:
"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside."

A simple opening sentence.

The Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin, who had been nonchalant, narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded slowly and subconsciously.

Zeng Anmin stared at the "himself" in front of him.

After seeing his reaction, I secretly exclaimed in my heart, as expected.

[Even Black Cat Warrior and Zeng Anmin couldn't guess that this illusion array was the same person, so Zeng Anmin certainly didn't know that he was a time traveler.]

He remained silent, and continued to walk slowly, his voice gradually rising:
"Looking at the Western Capital, I feel hesitant."

"It is sad that the palaces of the Qin and Han dynasties have all turned to dust."

With just a few words, a magnificent scene turned into wasteland and collapsed right in front of people.

It makes people feel emotional.

However, this is not enough.

Zeng Anmin suddenly stopped.

His eyes were extremely deep, and all the emotions in his chest turned into a deep sigh at this moment:

"When prosperity comes, the people suffer; when decline comes, the people suffer!"

hiss~
The first few sentences are okay.

The last sentence directly sublimates the artistic conception of the entire poem!
Not to mention Zeng Anmin in the formation.

Just outside the formation...

Outside the illusion.

After Zeng Anmin's voice fell, everyone's eyes were shocked. "The people...are suffering..."

Zeng Shilin stared blankly at the huge red scroll.

At this moment, that ordinary face on the huge red scroll was so extraordinary.

He pursed his lips.

He knew that his son's memory was not really blocked by this so-called "Firewood Illusion Formation".

But that's exactly what it is.

He was truly shocked.

His eyes were extremely complicated.

He looked deeply into that ordinary face.

"Is this what you have in mind?"

After a long time, Dad clenched his fists tightly.

"it is good!"

Zeng Shilin said nothing, just nodded.

His face was full of relief.

He looked at his son with eyes as if he were not looking at his son.

Instead, it feels like looking at a close friend whom I have known for many years!
Emperor Jianhong, who was standing next to Zeng Shilin, frowned slightly.

"People..."

He looked at the huge scroll indifferently.

Then he looked forward again.

In the square of Suzaku Gate in front.

Thousands of people were staring at the huge red scroll.

"The people are suffering..."

"Even though County Master Zeng was in the battle array, he was still waiting for me..."

"This……"

"I heard that the illusion array blocks memories, which means that every word you say comes from your heart..."

"Zengxianzi!!!"

"Zeng Sance!"

"........."

There was a sudden and violent shouting among the people.

Every word was a recognition of Zeng Anmin during the match.

The people's support reached everyone's ears.

The eldest princess's eyes seemed calm, but in fact there were undercurrents.

Her fair hands were clutching the hem of her skirt, and the blue veins between her hands were very visible.

The little fat prince was also panting, and muttered in his voice:

"National hero...unparalleled!"

In the whole audience, there was only one person whose mood was not touched at all.

Li Jian, Duke of Ningguo.

He narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the huge red scroll.

"Zeng Anmin..."

He almost uttered these three words through gritted teeth.

He could feel that the tricks he had used to create this illusion seemed to be... to help others...

……

In the illusion array.

Zeng Anmin raised his head and looked at the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin who was standing opposite him.

Eyes facing each other.

He said nothing for a long time.

This poem is more than enough to surpass any sweet words in the world.

There are people in this world who may not be able to relate to your joys and sorrows.

But he can be infected by your literary talent.

Duke Zhenguo Zeng Anmin was silent for a long time:
"The people are suffering..."

"Since my father died in a war with the demons 27 years ago, I have stopped writing poetry."

"In more than 20 years, I have never met anyone who can be mentioned in the same breath with me in poetry."

"And you, a warrior."

"It's the first one."

When Duke Zhenguo Zeng Anmin said this, he looked at the person in front of him with clear eyes.

"Tell me about it."

"The purpose of your visit."

There was a calmness in his voice.

Hear this.

The corners of Zeng Anmin's mouth seemed to twitch slightly.

Is that your sealed pen?

It’s just that the level of artificial intelligence is too low to deduce it.

He took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, looked at the familiar face in front of him and said slowly:
"I don't need to mention the rest, it's all in the lyrics."

"Yesterday, someone told your majesty about the assassination of the empress."

"In the name of ceding the city, I was sent as an envoy with a map."

"When we unfold the map with the empress, it will be the best time to assassinate her."

"The plan will be revealed, and I will surely hit it with one strike!"

"As soon as the empress dies, the royal family of Nanjiang will inevitably fall into a power struggle."

"In this way, not only can the Great Saint Dynasty's crisis be resolved, but all the people in the world can also live and work in peace!"

Zeng Anmin's eyes were filled with determination:

"This plan works."

He trailed off.

The Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin in front of him had a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

He stared deeply at the person in front of him for a long time.

"So, your trip..."

Zeng Anmin bowed deeply to the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin:
"I wish to obtain the Duke's head to present to the Empress. If the Empress sees it, she will be very excited. Then I will grab his sleeve with my left hand and touch his chest with my right hand."

"The Duke's revenge can be avenged, and the people of the world can prosper!"

Speaking of which.

Zeng Anmin raised his head slowly.

There was a hint of indifference in those ordinary eyes:
"After I succeed, the Jiang army may cut me into pieces or shoot me through the heart with arrows. Anyway, I will go to the underworld and ask the Duke for a cup of tea!"

This statement came out.

The whole yard fell into silence.

The depressing atmosphere slowly rose.

Zeng Anmin remained calm.

Duke Zhenguo Zeng Anmin stared at him deeply.

Eyes facing each other.

"hehe."

A short laugh, quick and hearty.

"You're a wonderful person."

"There are tens of thousands of people who want to kill me. They think about it day and night, and they can't figure out how to kill me."

"How could you take my life with just one poem?"

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin had a cold look on his face:

"Do you know that at this moment, if I give you an order, you will not be able to leave this courtyard?"

These words did not cause any fluctuation in Zeng Anmin's heart.

He just raised his head slowly:
"My life will end sooner or later."

"As for whether the Duke takes it or the Jiang army takes it, it all depends on the Duke's decision."

As he said this, he closed his eyes and waited to be killed.

……

"well said!!"

"Shh!"

A long sword was pulled out by Duke Zhenguo Zeng Anmin.

He looked indifferently at the ordinary-looking man in front of him.

"Is this plan feasible?"

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked into the eyes of the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin in front of him:

"I'm 80% sure."

"If I can't accomplish this plan, then no one in the world can do it."

"This is the only plan that can save the Holy Kingdom and the people."

Zhenguogong Zeng Anmin suddenly laughed out loud:

"Whether it's prosperity or decline, the people will suffer!"

"If I have a close friend before I die, my life will be smooth sailing!"

Zeng Anmin thought deeply for a week:
"The country's unparalleled warriors."

…………

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.

Once the hero leaves, he will never return.

The bleak sound of the wind blows on everyone's heart.

A team of envoys from the Great Holy Dynasty slowly set out.

In front.

Zeng Anmin has a sword on his waist.

On horseback.

One person on each side holds a box.

The box on the left is very large and contains a map.

The box on the right is very small, and inside it is... a human head.

(End of this chapter)