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

Chapter 50 "Feng Jiuming"

Now that his financial plan had been settled, Zeng Anmin naturally felt much better.

From now on, I can continue to dream of being a falconer and a walking dog.

"Dachun! Go back home!"

"Okay!!"

……

Before leaving, Zeng Anmin could faintly hear the heated discussion in the next room:
"I am the peak when I reach the top of the mountain... Alas, this poem... The determination and confidence to reach the top reveals a bold and unrestrained mind..."

“I admire you.”

"Our Liangjiang County is known as the top Confucian scholar in Jiangnan. There has been no masterpiece that can compare with it in the past five years."

“The words are very simple, but the artistic conception of the poem is truly admirable.”

"Princess Wencheng of Jiang State is amazing!"

"........."

Zeng Anmin did not stop for too long and took Dachun home smoothly.

Governor's Palace.

Dad hasn't come back yet. These past two days, he had a lot of things to deal with because of the Jiang Palace.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened.

"Daddy!"

Hu Zi ran over and asked for a hug. Every time he saw Zeng Anmin, Hu Zi's face was always filled with the most innocent smile.

"So big!"

Zeng Anmin laughed, picked up Hu Zi, and gently scratched his little nose with his hand:
"Have you got a meal yet?"

"Not yet. Mom told me to wait until you come back to eat."

Hu Zi grinned, revealing a row of neat little teeth.

Uh……

Although he had gotten used to it for a long time, Zeng Anmin was still offended by this strange name.

Not far away, Aunt Lin stood in the courtyard with a smile on her face. Her face was pretty, her eyes were flowing like water waves, and she said in a soft voice:

"The master is busy with official duties and will dine at the government office tonight. We won't wait for him."

"Uh, I just ate outside, you can take Hu Zi with you to eat."

"No, Huzi wants to eat with his parents!"

Before Aunt Lin could speak, Hu Zi was unhappy. He looked at Zeng Anmin aggrievedly, tears in his eyes ready to flow, his lips trembling slightly, his voice very low:

"Other people have parents to eat with them... but I don't."

As she spoke, she turned her childish face away, held back her tears, and endured the pain in her heart alone.

……

Got it!
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched: "Okay, okay, daddy will eat with you."

"Long live Daddy!!!"

Hu Zi waved his hands, his face instantly became excited, and watched Zeng Anmin kiss him on the face.

This kid...he can coax people at such a young age, what will he be like when he grows up? !
For the first time, Zeng Anmin discovered some unique qualities in Hu Zi.

"hehe."

Seeing Zeng Anmin and Hu Zi getting along so harmoniously, Aunt Lin's face showed an extremely gratified smile.

Just as the evening breeze blew through Aunt Lin's high-pile long hair, the fluttering hair exuded her unique charm.

"Cough cough."

Zeng Anmin turned his head away, coughed dryly, and led Hu Zi into the hall to eat.

……

"You should eat something too. You've been on duty at the government office all day. I heard the food there isn't very tasty."

Aunt Lin tried her best to act like a mother. With a look of heartache on her face, she stretched out her chopsticks and put a chicken drumstick in each of Zeng Anmin and Hu Zi's bowls:
"I've lost a lot of weight in recent days."

"Alright, that's enough Aunt Lin..."

Zeng Anmin quickly stopped him.

He became thin because of his progress in martial arts. The martial arts aura consumed too much of his essence and blood. Although he was thinner overall than before, all the fat had turned into tight muscles.

I ate a lot with Shen Jun at Wangxian Tower today, and now my stomach can hardly hold any more food.

"Try to eat less food from outside. How can it be cleaner than what is made at home?"

Aunt Lin's eyes fell on Zeng Anmin's face, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her words were filled with careful reproach, and then she quietly changed the subject:
"You should talk more about this with the master."

"Okay, that's easy."

A smile also appeared on Zeng Anmin's face.

"Dad, do you want to eat the chicken leg?" Hu Zi picked up the chicken leg from his bowl and looked at Zeng Anmin with a grin.

"Dad doesn't want to eat it, so you eat it."

This child is really filial. Zeng Anmin felt a touch of tenderness in his heart and wanted to reach out and touch Hu Zi's head. "Okay!" Hu Zi smiled brightly, stretched out his chopsticks, and took the chicken leg from Zeng Anmin's bowl.

? ?
Good boy! ! This boy is very scheming, he must not be allowed to stay!

"Don't compete with your father."

Aunt Lin glared at Hu Zi.

"Oh." Hu Zi's eyes rolled, and he pretended to pick up the chicken leg in the bowl, looked at Aunt Lin's bowl and asked:
"Mom, are these chicken legs enough for you to eat?"

"Eat, enough." Aunt Lin didn't intend to spoil Hu Zi. A smile appeared on her gentle face and she stretched out her chopsticks to block the bowl.

"Hehe, as long as it's enough to eat."

Hu Zi laughed again. He stood up and put all the remaining chicken legs on the table into his bowl.

……

Aunt Lin's delicate face was stunned at first, and then showed helplessness.

"Hahaha!!"

Zeng Anmin was so amused that he laughed out loud.

"This child..."

Aunt Lin couldn't help but curl up her lips.

……

That night.

Zeng Anmin returned to his room, lay on the bed, and with a thought, he entered the Purple Mansion space.

The shadow of Kanlongtu still stood across the middle like a sky curtain.

On the left is a huge ball of green air after Confucianism and Taoism entered the sixth level.

The green air is colorful, with thousands of hanging branches, dignified and majestic, yet warm and soft.

To the right of the shadow of the dragon map is a short-handled hand axe that exudes a mysterious aura.

The axe handle is about two feet long, the axe blade is one foot long, and the patterns formed by dense inscriptions wrap around the entire axe body.

Zeng Anmin's figure just appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The axe began to flash, as if welcoming the arrival of its owner.

Zeng Anmin could feel the familiarity coming from the axe.

One of the criteria this world uses to determine if a divine artifact is spiritual.

However, Zeng Anmin had another purpose when he entered the sea of ​​consciousness this time.

He slowly came to the back of Kanlongtu's phantom.

Without hesitation, Zeng Anmin reached out and wrote on the picture:
[North: Haha, I haven't spoken to you for a while, are you all doing well? ]

He waited for a while.

Soon, group members gradually came online.

The first to speak was Huang.

[Huang: No, no, I am about to enter the mysterious realm, and I get beaten by my father every day.]

Zeng Anmin didn't expect that the first person to speak would be Huang.

【Bei: Oh? Why did your father beat you? 】

[Huang: He said it was to help me improve my combat experience.]

Uh……

Father’s love is like a mountain…it can break the earth.

Zeng Anmin was speechless and hesitated for a long time. He sighed:

[Bei: This can be considered as a different kind of fatherly love from your father.]

[Huang: I'm used to it. Now he's the one beating me up. When I accumulate strength and become powerful, I will definitely beat him up.]

All right! A big laugh!!!
Finally, while we were chatting, Nan came online.

[Nan: Bei, I'm really sorry, I exposed your poem for some reason...]

As soon as he came up, Nan began to reflect on himself.

But, she looks like a very honest girl, why does her voice smell like tea?
Zeng Anmin curled his lips.

Just use it to show off, why expose it? ?
So Zeng Anmin felt that he had to give it another try.

[North: I didn’t expect that Her Royal Highness the Princess is also a person who loves poetry. ]

Nan was silent for a while, then sent a message:
[Nan: To express my apology, just tell me what you want. I will definitely help you if I can.]

There was no denial of one's identity.

It seems right!
Zeng Anmin's eyes lit up slightly.

Princess Wencheng, the most favored princess of the Dajiang Dynasty, definitely has a lot of good things!
A smile appeared on his lips, and he slowly wrote:

[Bei: I have a friend who has recently encountered a small bottleneck in martial arts. If Your Highness can take out the Jiang Kingdom royal family's unique martial arts "Feng Jiuming", I believe he will be very happy. ]

South:????
(End of this chapter)