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

Chapter 270 Encounter with the Empress
Build a county government.

Mr. Xin continued to sweep the fallen leaves at a leisurely pace.

"Shu~"

"Shu~"

Every time he raised the broom, a cloud of dust flew up.

He wasn't sweeping the floor very fast, but his eyes were extremely serious.

He has always been a serious person.

"No~"

A voice sounded softly in his ears.

The broom in Mr. Xin's hand suddenly stopped.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Then a hint of self-mockery slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The end is near. Even a third-rank warrior cannot escape the cycle of heaven and earth."

"Time is also fate."

His voice was soft.

It seemed like a sarcasm, but also revealed a sense of powerlessness.

"Shu~"

The broom swept across the ground.

"Someone is coming..."

Another voice was heard in the room.

After this voice sounded.

The broom in Mr. Xin's hand stopped abruptly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the house!

"Help me up!!"

The voice from the house came out again.

"Crack."

The broom fell to the ground.

The courtyard was empty.

……

"Ji...Master?"

When Mr. Xin's eyes fell on Ji Hongli, who was lying naked on the ground.

His pupils suddenly shrank:
"Didn't you leave?!"

An absolutely powerful person of the third rank.

After seeing Ji Hongli lying naked on the ground, his whole body felt numb.

Ji Hongli raised his head drowsily, and when he saw Mr. Xin's surprised look.

I was shocked at first.

Then he suddenly raised his head and looked around, with a hint of horror in his voice:
"Where's the Southern King?!"

Mr. Xin took a deep breath.

He narrowed his eyes: "Are you Master Ji?"

After hearing this, Ji Hongli put on the clothes on the ground, took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, stared at Mr. Xin and asked:
"if not?"

"Just now, Xin saw with his own eyes that you walked out of the courtyard with your servants towards the outside of Jianjun Mansion."

"I also used the Confucian and Taoist method of self-examination."

There was a hint of solemnity in Mr. Xin's voice.

"What?!!"

As soon as these words came out.

Ji Hongli was shocked.

He is not a fool.

Mr. Xin only narrated a few sentences, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"King Nan...left Jian County?"

Ji Hongli narrowed his eyes and murmured softly.

"So, how are you going to prove that you are Ji Hongli?" Mr. Xin stared at Ji Hongli.

The aura on his body slowly became heavier.

Pressed towards Ji Hongli.

……

Ji Hongli's face froze slightly.

Then he looked at Mr. Xin.

Warriors are indeed vulgar!

You can't even detect such a simple substitution!
Ji Hongli circulated the righteous energy in his body, and a hint of green aura lingered between his fingers.

The whole room seemed to become solemn.

See this scene.

Mr. Xin's eyes also became confused.

He was a little confused for a moment, which one was the real Ji Hongli...

"And Mr. Xin, your time is coming soon. Don't forget the things I promised to give you to prolong your life!"

Ji Hongli took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Xin solemnly.

As soon as these words came out.

Mr. Xin's doubts were completely put to rest.

"Tell me everything that just happened."

Ji Hongli recalled the scene in his mind when King Nan suddenly attacked him before he fell into coma.

Mr. Xin spoke slowly:
"........."

Following Mr. Xin's description.

Ji Hongli’s brows were tightly knitted together.

"You said that the person who pretended to be me was also a Confucian cultivator?"

Mr. Xin nodded.

Seeing Mr. Xin nod, Ji Hongli's thoughts were blocked.

That's not right...

He was originally wondering if the King of the South had changed his appearance and sneaked away.

But he rejected it quickly. Now in the whole city of Tokyo, there are many people who hope that the Southern King will live like him.

But at the same time, there are more people who hope that King Nan will die!
No matter how stupid the King of the South is, he will not choose to leave his protection.

"Moreover, the Southern King practices martial arts, and it is impossible for Confucianism and martial arts to be practiced together..."

Thinking of this, Ji Hongli's brows were tightly furrowed again.

Bizarre.

Too bizarre.

His mind was in a state of confusion.

After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Mr. Xin, and asked calmly:
"Do you know of any treasure in this world that can change one's appearance?"

Mr. Xin was slightly startled when he heard this.

After thinking for a moment, he murmured:

"I only know that according to legend, there is a heavenly talisman in the Taoist sect that can change a person's appearance, but it is related to the strength of the user's spirit. If the power of the spirit is not strong, it will be easy to be discovered."

"Taoism, Fu Sect..."

Ji Hongli was slightly stunned.

Then his face suddenly became gloomy.

…………

In the carriage.

Zeng Anmin gently lifted the curtain and looked out onto the street.

Today is his first day building the county government.

So the Southern King was made to "disappear" so easily.

"But the next step is to hide your whereabouts."

The Southern King is missing.

The most anxious person must be Ji Hongli.

One hour at most.

After Ji Hongli wakes up from Jianjun Mansion, he will definitely frantically look for the "King of the South".

Zeng Anmin thought for a moment in the carriage.

After a moment of hesitation, his appearance changed again.

He touched his face.

"Good brother, I can only borrow your face for a while."

His appearance at this time was ordinary.

It was the face of his childhood friend in his previous life.

"When I travel back in time someday, I'll treat you to a drink!"

As he spoke, he took out a set of clothes from the preparation space and began to change.

…………

A horse-drawn carriage passed by.

A figure fell silently from the carriage.

"Da~"

Zeng Anmin gently opened the folding fan in his hand.

"Shh!"

A smile appeared on his ordinary face.

He looked at the attic in front of him, which was full of lights and feasting.

He took a deep breath in ecstasy.

"Finally... I can enjoy life."

“There is no political struggle.”

"Without Dad's strict inspection."

“A foreign country.”

"very good."

His voice murmured.

open one's eyes.

As soon as his eyes opened, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

Right in front of him, a figure was moving forward in a stealthy manner.

There were two prostitutes sitting next to him, accompanying him.

"The young man from Meiyu Tower who helped the young master get the Heavenly Lotus?"

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes when he saw him.

It's him? !
This guy moves quite fast.

Zeng Anmin's mind turned slightly and a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's test him first to see if my speculation that day was correct."

"If it is really as I speculated..."

There was a strange flash in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

But without giving it much thought, he just followed.

"Jiaofang Secretary."

Three big characters came into view.

I saw the young man enter the Jiaofangsi.

Zeng Anmin was not stage-frightened. After all, it was not his own face that he was wearing, so he just let himself go.

"Shhh!!"

He suddenly opened the folding fan!

He walked with a swaggering step into the main entrance of the Jiaofangsi, and started to speak in a hoarse voice:
"First, get three or five courtesans for the young master to see how pretty they are!!"

…………

But what he didn't know was.

Right behind him.

An ordinary horse-drawn carriage was parked on the side of the street.

Two figures were sitting in the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was gently lowered.

A voice sounded with disdain: "Sister, the people here are so vulgar, do you really want to go?"

(End of this chapter)