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

Chapter 56: The first use of Confucianism and Taoism, asking the truth

Chapter 56: First Use of Confucianism and Taoism, Questioning the Heart
At this moment, Dad's face was as gloomy as water, with one hand behind his back, and a sense of oppression and restlessness emanating from his whole body.

Obviously, the sudden news of King Jiang's disappearance brought him a lot of pressure.

"And there is no spiritual energy left here, so it can't be an instantaneous formation."

Even though Dad was angry in his heart, there was no emotion in his words.

"It's not a formation..."

Zeng Anmin's eyes flickered for a moment, and he murmured:

“That’s a little tricky.”

Because a possibility now emerged in his mind.

Wang Deli and Lin Rong are suspected of treason.

It is absolutely impossible for people to disappear out of thin air.

The whole house is a very closed environment.

That leaves only this one possibility.

His sparkling eyes met his father's.

The two of them glanced at Lin Rong at the same time.

Obviously, the father and son thought of the same thing.

But I definitely can't ask directly at this time.

"Separately interrogate all the Red-clothed Men guarding this room."

Dad's brain worked quickly. He looked at Lin Rong calmly and gave the order.

"Yes!"

Lin Rong accepted the order respectfully.

Zeng Anmin took the opportunity to carefully observe Lin Rong's face.

There was no change at all, nothing unusual except respect.

Either he is a scheming old thief, or he is definitely not in collusion with King Jiang.

In fact, that is true. At this time, surrendering to Prince Jiang is similar to surrendering to Li Jiancheng after the Xuanwu Gate.

At that time, only the father and son were left in the room.

"What do you think?"

Dad looked at Zeng Anmin indifferently.

"two."

Zeng Anmin gently stroked his chin and then spoke:
"First, Wang Deli and Lin Rong rebelled and secretly communicated with King Jiang."

"Second, there may be something else going on in this house."

Zeng Anmin's gaze slowly swept across every corner of the room.

As sharp as a falcon searching for prey.

"The first possibility is too small."

Dad was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"Lin Rong and Wang Deli are both innocent, their families are harmonious, and the death penalty by Prince Jiang is a foregone conclusion. They will definitely not fail to see the situation clearly at this time."

Having said this, he walked forward slowly, a heavy aura of green appeared in his vicissitudes eyes, scanning around, and his voice was solemn:
"And there is no extraordinary fluctuation here..."

"That's only one possibility."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath:

"There's a secret passage in this room!"

This is the only possibility at the moment.

After this voice sounded, Dad frowned, looked at Zeng Anmin and asked:
"If there was a secret passage, why didn't Prince Jiang leave on the first day of his imprisonment, but suffered for several days before escaping?"

This is a loophole.

"To conceal our tracks."

A dangerous thought emerged in Zeng Anmin's mind, and he looked straight at his father:

"Dad, do you think a prince who is plotting a rebellion would only look for Shuiyun Island as his secret place?"

"How can a mere three hundred muskets possibly support the power of a rebellion?"

"You mean..." Dad's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he looked straight at Zeng Anmin.
"I suspect that the reason why Prince Jiang chose to escape today is, firstly, to deceive others and deliberately make us think that there is no mystery in this house to confuse us and interfere with our thinking. Secondly... after escaping, he wants to find the privately raised rebel army and fight to the death."

Zeng Anmin's voice was solemn.

Because apart from this, there is no other reason why a living person could disappear out of thin air.

"But this house has been dug up almost to the ground..."

Dad looked at the messy house, with a hint of hesitation in his voice.

"This is easy." Zeng Anmin's eyes slightly stern: "We just need to find out who was the one who proposed to arrange this room for King Jiang, and then question him!"

"If we follow the clues, we will find the traces in this house."

With just a few words, the whole situation was straightened out in an instant.

A very clear idea and a very feasible method.

Zeng Anmin solved the problem in less than a moment.

Dad's face was stunned at first, then suddenly a bright light flashed:

"it is good!"

…………

"Pfft~"

The military lieutenant was thrown to the ground like a puddle of mud.

The captain's name was Cheng Li, he had a rough face and was a martial artist of high rank.

At this time, he was tied up all over and cotton cloth was stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue to commit suicide.

He was covered in blood, and his hands and feet were twitching constantly.

And he was already rolling his eyes.

Zeng Anmin slowly stepped over the stool in front of Cheng Li, looking him up and down with his almond-shaped eyes.

Squatting down slowly, he looked at the dying Captain Cheng Li on the ground and asked slowly, "Tell me, your true identity."

As he said that, he stuffed the cotton cloth out of Cheng Li's mouth.

At this time, Zeng Shilin was behind him.

Lin Rong stared at Cheng Li on the ground. If he dared to move, he would be able to suppress him with the force of thunder.

He never expected that such a spy would appear under his command.

Cheng Li didn't dare to speak. He opened his mouth and gasped heavily.

If you look closely at his mouth, you'll see that all of his teeth have been forcibly broken out.

To prevent him from committing suicide.

But he seemed to have accepted his fate and refused to speak.

After making eye contact with Zeng Anmin, he looked away.

Ah!
Have backbone.

Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows slightly, his face showing a cold expression.

A hint of green slowly appeared in his eyes.

An air of majesty also emanated from him, filling the entire room.

"Hey!!"

Zeng Anmin suddenly shouted loudly.

Cheng Li on the ground subconsciously looked up.

When his eyes met Zeng Anmin, he became extremely dazed.

"Tell me, who ordered you to imprison King Jiang in this room!!!"

After reaching the sixth level of Confucianism, the only Confucian method that can be applied is to examine your conscience!
This is the first time Zeng Anmin used it.

The effect is certainly great.

"Prince Jiang... the housekeeper of Prince Jiang's mansion..."

Cheng Li stared at Zeng Anmin blankly and spoke unconsciously:
"I robbed my wife... I also had an affair with my stepmother... I didn't let go of the daughter my stepmother brought with her... I also had an affair with Lin Canjun's concubine named Li Niang..."

Cow.

Zeng Anmin gave the boy a thumbs up, then turned and looked at Lin Rong.

Lin Rong's face was already ashen at this time.

This soldier is his direct descendant.

He was obviously very surprised by what the soldier said.

"Fuck you!!"

Lin Rong couldn't help but went up and slapped Cheng Li.

"Click."

Cheng Li's jawbone was broken by this slap.

Dad had no expression on his face, and his voice was cold:

"Call the steward of Prince Jiang's mansion to ask for his conscience."

"Yes!"