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

Chapter 30 I want to be an official!

"Um?!"

A gleam of light flashed across Prince Jiang's eyes, and he suddenly asked:

"who is it?!"

The old man did not answer immediately, but tried hard to regulate the spiritual energy flowing in his body.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When I looked at him again, the paleness on his face had disappeared.

His eyes were solemn, and his voice was weak but firm:
"After starting the battle formation, I suddenly felt something in my heart."

"First, there was a flash of clear air, so the man was not very old, about sixteen years old."

"Occasionally, purple air appears. This is a noble aura. It should be that someone in the family is in a high position, and his status is not lower than that of the prince."

"Then he passed away in a green aura, proving that he was very close to us. He should still be in Liangjiang County at this moment!"

After Mr. Qi finished speaking, his eyes became somewhat gloomy.

In the entire Liangjiang County, there is only one person whose status is not much different from that of the prince.

Prince Jiang stared at the old man for a long time, then said word by word:

"Zeng, Shi, Lin."

"But there is only one person who meets the sixteen-year-old description, and that is his only son."

"Zeng Anmin!"

At this point, Prince Jiang's face was filled with murderous intent, and his face was as gloomy as water:
"Sixteen years old, eighth rank in martial arts."

"Isn't Zeng Shilin the one who looks down on warriors like me? Why does he indulge his only son in being vulgar?"

At this point, an extremely sarcastic sneer appeared on King Jiang's face:

"In the entire Liangjiang County, Zeng Shilin is the only one who is willing to spend so much resources to push his son into the Ascension Realm at the age of sixteen."

"Everything is unpredictable."

Mr. Qi only replied with these four words.

Prince Jiang was about to say something else when he heard one of his subordinates report:
"Your Majesty, there is a secret letter from the Water Supervisor Academy."

Prince Jiang raised his eyelids slightly, took the secret letter from his subordinate, and waved his hand to send him away.

However, when his eyes came into contact with the secret letter.

The sneer on his face suddenly froze.

He said nothing for a long while.

"What's the important matter?" Mr. Qi's eyes flashed with doubt.

He rarely saw Prince Jiang lose his composure.

Prince Jiang's face was extremely gloomy. He glanced at the remains of the magic circle on the ground without saying a word.

He handed over the secret letter in his hand.

Mr. Qi stretched out his hand to take the secret letter. When he saw the contents clearly, his whole body trembled slightly, and his old face turned pale.

Then he looked down at the compass on his waist in disbelief, and quickly shifted his gaze to the remains of the formation on the ground.

"This……"

His lips were trembling.

"Mr. Qi, it's better to use this harmful formation less often in the future."

Prince Jiang sneered and turned away.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the spirit stone supporting the formation was touched by his feet, making a "bang" sound.

Kick the spirit stone very far away.

After Prince Jiang left, Mr. Qi's face remained dull.

Then his haggard face began to twist, and his voice almost bleeds:

"Old thief Xu! You really had bad intentions when you taught me this formation!"

"Wow~"

The secret letter fell from Mr. Qi's hand and slowly floated to the ground with the wind.

The candlelight flickered, and the words on the paper could be vaguely seen.

"Zeng Shilin's only son, Zeng Anmin, is a natural Confucianist and Taoist. He entered the seventh-grade Purple Mansion realm within five days."

…………

In the Governor's Mansion, in Dad's study.

Zeng Anmin was playing with the jade ring on his father's desk at this time. There was a solemn look on his face, and his phoenix eyes were fixed on his father opposite him.

Zeng Shilin, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly sat up straight and asked in a deep voice:

"Jiang Palace?"

Zeng Anmin nodded slowly, his voice firm:

"Why would I lie to you? It must be the Prince Jiang's Mansion."

"Whoo~"

Zeng Shilin's face suddenly turned cold, but he did not rush to speak. He just thought without looking away.

"Student Zhang Lun, attendant of the Xuanjing Division, Prince Jiang's Mansion, inspecting the Dragon Map..."

His voice became deeper every time he uttered a name.

After a long time, Dad slowly raised his eyes:

"Don't let anyone know about this."

"I will handle the Jiang Palace myself."

"clear."

Zeng Anmin nodded in response, then looked at his father and said with a smile:
"There's one more thing." "Tell me."

When the old man saw Zeng Anmin smiling like a little fox, his brows slightly frowned.

"I don't want to go to the academy anymore. I want to be an official."

Zeng Anmin scratched his head, looked at his father, and said seriously:

"I don't even dare to think about the first and second rank, but the third rank?"

As soon as these words came out, Dad almost choked on his saliva.

"Being an official?! And a third-rank official?!"

Zeng Shilin frowned and said, "Did you hit your head?!"

"Look at what you're saying! I'm a genius in Confucianism and Taoism who has entered the seventh rank in five days. What's wrong with being a third rank official? Aunt Lin said yesterday that I have the potential to be a prime minister!"

Zeng Anmin looked smug.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

The old man was too lazy to pay attention to this silly son. He slowly stood up and said impatiently:

"Just study hard at home."

After saying that, he stood up and walked outside.

"father!"

Zeng Anmin naturally refused to let Zeng Shilin go. He grabbed his father's sleeve and said calmly:
"I'm not kidding you. I plan to enter the Xuanjing Division. You can give me any rank you want."

Zeng Anmin has never been a passive person.

Since we know that the current enemy is Prince Jiang’s Mansion.

Then we have to take the initiative.

Entering the Xuan Jing Division was the first step of his plan.

He is just an unpopular prince. Zeng Anmin has at least ten ways to bring him down.

This is definitely not his exaggeration, because my father is the governor of Fengqi Road, a high-ranking official with military power? !
"Why do you want to enter the government so much?"

The father could also see that his son was sincere and not joking.

"I want to help you."

Zeng Anmin never told lies in front of his own father. He looked him in the eye frankly:

"Brother Tongyu's death made me feel that there are too many dark and dirty things in this world. We can't control other places, but if we let those bastards make trouble in Liangjiang County, wouldn't it bring shame to my father's reputation?!"

These words were spoken in a very serious manner, and of course they were said after careful consideration.

Given my dad's personality, after hearing this, even if he didn't say it out loud, he would definitely be very pleased in his heart!
Unexpectedly, Dad's voice was extremely stern:
"How can the dangers of officialdom be treated as a joke?"

"No matter what your official position is, no matter where you are, you serve the people and the king! Not for me!!"

Zeng Anmin didn't expect his father's reaction to be so big.

He was silent for a while, then looked out the window and said in a heavy voice:

"In this Zhang Lun case, it was fortunate that Black Cat Wufu was involved. Otherwise, wouldn't the murderer still be at large?"

In addition to being said sincerely, this statement also has a tentative meaning.

"absurd!!"

When my father heard this, he reached out and slammed the table hard, making a "bang" sound.

"Xia uses force to break the law!"

"That Black Cat Warrior is just a traitor who disregards the law and arbitrarily commits lynchings. If everyone is like him, wouldn't the world be in chaos?!"

The old man became more and more stern. He looked straight at Zeng Anmin with a cold voice and pointed at the door with disappointment on his face:

"go out."

"father……"

"go out."

"Oh."

Zeng Anmin curled his lips and took the jade ring from his father's desk into his arms:
Leave Dad with the back of his head.

"Clap~"

The door of the study was closed, leaving Zeng Shilin alone.

……

As Zeng Anmin left, Zeng Shilin sat in the chair silently.

He was thinking seriously about what he had just said to his son.

"Ah~"

After a long time, there was a long sigh.

Dad smiled bitterly and slowly stood up, muttering in dissatisfaction:

"A son grows up and is no longer under the control of his father."

Then, there was the rustling sound of writing.

"Qi Wei."

"Master." Outside the study door, Qi Bo walked in respectfully.

"Send this post to Xuan Jing Si."

"Yes."

The sunlight shines through the window onto the fleeting posts.

"There is a student from the Water Supervisor Academy named Zeng Anmin. He has reached the seventh rank in Confucianism and Taoism, so he has been specially appointed as the Left Clerk of the Xuanjing Division."

(End of this chapter)