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

Chapter 265 Zeng Anmin and the Empress met for the first time!
Zeng Anmin had a blank expression on his face and tried his best to control his emotions.

He raised his head slowly.

His eyes turned to the Eastern Sect disciple who spoke.

"Bai Ziqing, the leader of the Northern Holy Dynasty delegation, once attacked this king."

His voice was emotionless.

It's like a bystander telling a trivial story.

Just now.

He caught a glimpse of the faint light flashing in the eyes of the two Eastern Religionists who were holding up the mirrors.

Then he reacted.

I should be in a state of "questioning my conscience" now.

And there is a trap in these words.

First, this disciple of the Eastern Religion was trying to confirm whether he was the King of the South.

If not, I would have been exposed by asking this question just now.

As for whether the "King of the South" had been insulted along the way...

To him, it doesn't matter.

Finished answering.

"How dare you, Bai Ziqing! How dare you disrespect my Prince of Jiang?!"

Just after he finished speaking, he heard an official in the crowd look at Bai Ziqing intently with a red face.

"Spouting blood."

A blush flashed across Bai Ziqing's face.

He stared at the "Southern King" standing in front of the huge mirror and scolded:

"That night you were abducted by the demon, what did you do before you left?!"

Zeng Anmin's expression remained calm as he slowly turned his neck.

Looked towards Bai Ziqing.

Then the voice sounded:

"I slapped you."

……

Uh.

It turned out to be a fight...

"Humph! You heard it too. Even if this matter is reported to the Emperor of our Great Saint Dynasty, I, Bai Ziqing, am right!"

Bai Ziqing raised his chin and looked down upon the many officials of the Jiang royal family.

Now, those officials also shut up.

Zeng Anmin slowly turned his head and continued to look at the huge mirror.

See him in action.

The Eastern Religion disciple frowned slightly.

But I didn't think much about it.

He slowly reached out and took out the gem in his hand.

Seeing this, the two disciples holding the mirrors stopped transmitting their spiritual power to the mirrors and retreated to the back.

"Wang Lingyun, the seventh disciple of General Dongfang, greets His Royal Highness the Southern King."

After receiving the pearl, the disciple stepped forward and bowed to Zeng Anmin.

Following his salute.

All the officials who were staring at Zeng Anmin slowly breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Zeng Anmin:
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Southern King. I apologize for offending you just now. I hope Your Royal Highness the Southern King will not blame me."

Hear this.

Zeng Anmin knew.

I guessed correctly based on my performance just now.

It turned out to be a magical power of the type of self-examination.

A trace of confusion flashed across Zeng Anmin's face.

Then he looked at the Eastern Sect disciple in front of him who called himself Wang Lingyun "thoughtfully" for a while.

A cold look flashed across his face:

"I am a criminal, how dare I say more?"

Then he clenched his fists and turned his face away.

He was acting... angry.

It is obvious that since he knew that Wang Ling used the magical power of "questioning the heart" on him.

Then in Jiang State, there must be similar regulations as in the Great Saint Dynasty that "it cannot be used on members of the royal family."

So, naturally, he couldn't not show any expression at all.

Otherwise it will surely arouse suspicion.

Sure enough, seeing his angry expression.

There was no more doubt in Wang Lingyun's mind.

Zeng Anmin behaved like all the royal family members he knew.

Wang Lingyun didn't say much, just retreated calmly.

"Your Highness, please. His Majesty is in the main hall now."

The Shangshu Zhou Dun's expression softened. He stepped forward, saluted, and said to Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin looked towards the direction of the hall with a faint gaze.

"Yes." "Please invite the Northern Saint Envoy and His Majesty the Southern King to see you!!"

A sharp voice sounded.

Scattered around Guangzhou.

As this voice fell.

The delegation in the square was led by Jiang State officials towards a building.

Zeng Anmin, Bai Ziqing, and officials from the Ministry of Rites of the Great Saint Dynasty walked towards the main hall.

It is obvious that the empress will receive the envoy today.

Zeng Anmin didn't care.

He also wanted to meet Nan.

……

Following in the crowd of Jiang State officials.

Zeng Anmin walked while silently observing the surrounding environment.

It has to be said that the imperial palace in Tokyo City of the Dajiang Dynasty is not small.

It is even better than the Great Holy Dynasty.

It took a full half hour.

Finally, they arrived in front of a palace.

He looked up at the great palace standing before him.

Zeng Anmin remained silent.

"Your Highness, please."

"Ah."

Soon, he, led by several officials, entered the main hall with Bai Ziqing.

The main hall of Jiang State is different from that of the Great Saint Dynasty in terms of architectural style and layout.

If we use the majestic lion to describe the grandeur of the Great Holy Dynasty Hall.

The main hall of Jiang State is decorated with magnificent peacocks.

Every detail speaks of its magnificence.

"Sure enough, no matter which world it is, the economy of the South is always better than that of the North."

A leopard can be seen in the tube.

You can tell from the luxury of the hall alone.

Coupled with the local customs and practices along the way, Zeng Anmin gradually felt the luxury of Nanjiang.

If we compete based on pure national strength.

I'm afraid that the Great Saint Dynasty is really inferior to the Jiang Kingdom.

"I have met my emperor!"

After entering the hall, an official led the way and saluted the figure sitting on the dragon throne.

Zeng Anmin also bowed.

"Flat body."

A clear voice sounded.

After hearing this voice, Zeng Anmin became even more curious about the owner of this voice.

He had met the empress as an assassin in an illusion array.

But that was the empress deduced by the illusion array.

And this one...

He raised his head slowly, and when his eyes fell on the figure on the dragon throne, he subconsciously became a little distracted.

In that magnificent palace.

A stunningly beautiful empress sat on the dragon throne, her majesty like the rising sun.

There are stars between her brows and her eyes sparkle with wisdom and determination, as if she can see through all the secrets of the world.

Her face was like a finely crafted jade, flawless and cold, making people dare not look directly at her.

But I couldn't help but take a peek at that peerless beauty.

She was wearing a dragon robe embroidered with golden phoenixes, and every stitch and thread showed the royal dignity and weight of power.

Her posture was dignified and elegant, and every subtle movement revealed unquestionable authority.

Her voice was like a spring hitting a rock, clear and powerful, and every word she spoke could stir up waves in the hearts of the court officials.

It is totally different from the empress I imagined!!

Actually saw this figure.

Zeng Anmin just found out.

Illusion array... it's really rubbish.

Not even one ten-thousandth of the empress's grace was displayed in the illusion.

"Uncle Emperor."

"It's been a long and arduous journey."

See Zeng Anmin looking over here.

There was no strange expression on Gu Xiangnan's brows. She glanced at Zeng Anmin calmly, and her tone seemed to contain... concern.

"Your Majesty, please pay more attention to me."

Zeng Anmin did not dare to hesitate and bowed to the empress.

(End of this chapter)