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

Chapter 84 Dad's Taunting [4k large chapter, please order first]

Zeng Anmin's eyes finally fell on the small purple incense burner on the table in the yard.

There are three incense sticks burning in the incense burner.

"You don't have to be so anxious to see me next time."

The prince reached out his hand considerately and straightened Zeng Anmin's collar, which was not very messy.

In a reproachful tone:
"In everything, you should focus on yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Zeng Anmin was somewhat touched.

This little fat prince really knows how to behave!

Much better than his stupid little sister with no IQ!!

Until now.

He still felt a lingering fear when he thought of Princess Ning'an's stupid and speechless behavior when he first traveled through time.

"Haha, I'm Wang Qianzhi, the tutor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, nice to meet you, Brother Zeng."

Zeng An saw a young man who looked rather strange smiling and greeting him.

He looked so modest and polite, but why was he...

Anyway, I don’t have the natural and gentle feeling of Brother Tongyu.

"Zeng Anmin, courtesy name Quanfu."

It is customary not to hit a smiling person, so Zeng Anmin naturally would not offend the other person and returned the gift with a smile.

He was just waiting for the other party to introduce himself.

Only to find that Wang Qianzhi just stood there motionless? ?
For an instant.

The atmosphere in the yard became somewhat subtle.

This person is so rude!
Zeng Anmin frowned secretly, feeling a little unhappy.

In normal interpersonal interactions, this is etiquette that even ten-year-old children know.

If the other person tells you his or her courtesy name, it means that he or she is interested in making friends with you.

People will also give out their courtesy names to make it easier to get closer to others in the future.

In the end, the boy just smiled and said nothing?

I was just short of saying the five words "I look down on you"...

Zeng Anmin frowned slightly.

The visitor is not good.

"Haha, Ruoshui is the son of King Qi. Since both of you will be my tutors in the future, you should get closer to him."

The prince's chubby little face showed an intimate smile, and he introduced himself to Zeng Anmin quite naturally.

As he spoke, he took Zeng Anmin's hand and said with a smile:

"Come on, sit down quickly."

Son of King Qi?

Zeng Anmin suddenly understood something.

I remembered what my father said to me in Liangjiang County.

"Prince Jiang and Prince Qi are brothers from the same mother. Prince Qi is a fourth-grade martial arts master and the only high-ranking martial artist in the royal family..."

Now he understood.

No wonder.

It turns out that I killed his father!

This guy has a grudge against me!
Think of this.

The smile on his face became even more intense. He sat on the ground under the guidance of the prince, and looked at Wang Qianzhi with a smile:
"It's time to get close to Brother Ruoshui. After returning home, I will tell my father to get close to His Royal Highness Prince Qi."

Since you don't give me face, there's no need to give you face.

Moreover, with such a grudge, there is definitely no possibility of having a good chat, so it is better to let yourself feel relieved.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Qianzhi's eyelids twitched.

Now, who in the entire officialdom doesn’t know that Prince Jiang, his uncle, died at the hands of Zeng Shilin? ?

Zeng Anmin's words were like rubbing salt into Wang Qianzhi's wounds.

As soon as these words came out, the little fat prince's hands trembled.

His big eyes revealed even greater disbelief.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately said with a smile:
"We are all classmates, so why should we be so humble?"

"Quan Fu, I just happen to have some doubts about poetry, and I would like to ask you for advice."

"Your Highness, I am so honored by your praise. I really don't deserve your advice."

Zeng Anmin smiled warmly.

He continued with the prince's words very naturally.

The two seemed like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

One wants to make friends with his subordinates.

A pure heart just wants to piss off Wang Qianzhi.

For a while, the conversation was extremely heated.

See this scene.

Wang Qianzhi clenched his hands tightly under the table.

He pursed his lips and looked intently at the prince.

Obviously...I was here first!!
……

"What are you talking about?" A lazy voice sounded, attracting the attention of everyone in the yard.

Zeng Anmin subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Then a thin figure slowly walked in from outside.

The man had a very good-looking appearance, was dressed in purple clothes, and walked in a very lazy and small square step.

With his hands behind his back, he walked in from outside the yard in a swagger.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

Listening to her speak, there is a sense of femininity.

He casually bowed to the prince, then sat down next to Wang Qianzhi, looking at Zeng Anmin's face with interest.

Wang Qianzhi stood up and saluted: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."

When the prince saw him, his chubby face froze for a moment, then he quickly smiled:
"Fourth brother? What a rare guest! How come you have time to come to my Qianyuan Palace today?"

"I didn't come here for my brother, I just wanted to see how talented Zeng Liangjiang, who is famous throughout the south of the Yangtze River, is."

There was a smile on Wang Yuanhao's feminine face.

His eyes were fixed on Zeng Anmin.

From beginning to end, his eyes never fell on the faces of the prince and Wang Qianzhi.

"Greetings, the Fourth Prince." When Zeng Anmin heard that the prince came to see him, he pretended to stand up and salute.

"No need to bow. I have admired you for a long time. I came here today just to see you."

"He is handsome and has a good-looking appearance. He is really good-looking."

Wang Yuanhao smiled casually. He stretched out his fair arm and held Zeng Anmin:

"As expected of a great talent who could write "Ode to the Two Rivers", he is so heroic and radiant that people are impressed by him."

Hey! Don't say that.

This guy really has good vision.

Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.

man.

If you praise my ability, I will definitely suspect that you have ulterior motives.

But if you praise me for being pretty... well, don't say it, you look honest!
"Ahem, appearance is nothing but fleeting. The most important thing for a person is a kind and beautiful heart."

Zeng Anmin waved his hand modestly.

See his performance.

Wang Yuanhao's eyes lit up.

A feeling of mutual appreciation subconsciously emerged in my heart.

I was just about to continue speaking along the lines of Zeng Anmin.

Then I heard the prince's slightly unhappy voice:

"Today we are going to read books and discuss poetry and articles."

At this point, Xiaopang showed an embarrassment on his face, and said intentionally or unintentionally:
"Since my fourth brother is a martial artist..."

But the order to expel the guests has already been issued.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuanhao's face darkened slightly.

He quickly looked at Zeng Anmin's face.

Obviously, he knew that Confucianists and Taoists always looked down on warriors.

However, Zeng Anmin did not react at all, and even smiled and nodded.

The expected expressions of disgust and aversion were not there at all.

Wang Yuanhao was even more delighted.

The more he looked at Zeng Anmin, the more comfortable he felt.

"I also read some poetry occasionally."

Wang Yuanhao waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Today I also have some questions about poetry that I would like to ask Zeng Liangjiang for advice."

The pair of eyes on Zeng Anmin were like admiring a rare treasure, and the voice was gentle:

"You won't mind that I'm a rough man, will you?"

“How can that be possible!!”

Zeng Anmin laughed dryly and waved his hand.

I know nothing about poetry...

In fact, I'm thicker than you.

Wang Qianzhi took over the conversation at this time. He slowly stood up, a smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince and said:

"Since we are studying together, why don't we get a bigger desk?"

...After these words were spoken, the prince was silent for a while.

He frowned secretly and glanced at Wang Qianzhi imperceptibly.

"Yeah, what's the matter? Big brother, you wouldn't even want to do this, right? If all else fails, let's go to my Qianqing Palace?"

Wang Yuanhao is very good at seizing opportunities.

He blinked, and an extremely uncomfortable smile appeared on his feminine face.

He stood up and pretended to pull Zeng Anmin away.

"Don't joke around, fourth brother. I have all the tables, no matter how big they are!"

The smile on the fat prince's face was a little stiff, and in the end he did not just chase the person away.

As a prince, you must care about the world and have a broad mind.

If he drives Wang Yuanhao away today, the tutor will come with a ruler to teach him a lesson tomorrow.

After saying this, he waved his fat hand, and a eunuch called for people to move tables and cases into the house.

Obviously, this corner in the courtyard is too cramped and not very suitable.

The prince took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the center of the courtyard:

"Let's do it here. It's more spacious here."

"Yes."

Wang Qianzhi hurriedly followed the prince.

"Tsk." The fourth prince Wang Yuanhao raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over.

Zeng Anmin was also ready to walk into the courtyard with the three of them.

But he didn't wait to lift his foot.

Suddenly, a scream was heard from Wang Qianzhi in the yard.

Ok?
Zeng Anmin subconsciously stopped and looked at Wang Qianzhi who was screaming.

Wang Qianzhi was walking carelessly and tripped over a stone in the yard.

"Oh!"

He fell flat on his back.

Wang Qianzhi suffered a brain hemorrhage instantly, convulsed twice and then fainted!

All this happened in a flash, making it overwhelming.

It can be seen that the fall was extremely severe.

Zeng Anmin felt a little gloating.

But then, a "click" sound was heard.

It's like the sound of a stone being put into a hole.

After this voice sounded, the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince's faces changed at the same time! !

"Be careful!!!"

The prince's pupils suddenly contracted, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Zeng Anmin and said in an urgent voice:
"Quan Fu, get out of the way!!"

Ok?
Zeng Anmin was a little confused by what happened suddenly.

However, it was too late!!
He saw a flash of green light before his eyes.

"Boom!!!"

First, a green line passed through Zeng Anmin's position.

The next moment, the green line suddenly turned into a large net.

Heading towards the area where Zeng Anmin was.

The speed was so fast that Zeng Anmin couldn't dodge at all! !
"Chirp!"

The large green net tightly covered Zeng Anmin, floating in the air like a bowl.

Zeng Anmin's body shook slightly, and then he involuntarily sat cross-legged on the ground.

He closed his eyes, like a wooden stake, and the only movement that proved he was alive was the rise and fall of his chest.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince looked extremely ugly.

Wang Yuanhao stared at the prince intently and said in a gloomy voice:

"Illusionary Spirit Stone, why don't you take it down?!"

The prince looked pale and at a loss for a moment. He answered subconsciously:
"Loading and unloading spiritual stones consumes too much spiritual energy, so I am also trying to save it..."

However, his voice became weaker and weaker.

Obviously, no one would listen to whether he had good or bad intentions at this time.

No one noticed.

Wang Qianzhi was lying on the ground, with a barely perceptible sneer flashing across his face.

…………

In the palace, the imperial study.

"In that case, I will take my leave."

Zeng Shilin had a blank expression on his face and bowed to Emperor Jianhong who was sitting on the chair.

Ever since he entered the palace to meet the emperor today, Emperor Jianhong has been talking to him about the past.

The imperial study was where the small court meetings took place.

At this time, there was only Zeng Shilin in the imperial study.

There were still a dozen figures standing there.

They are all important officials in the current court.

Obviously, this small court meeting was a welcome ceremony prepared for Zeng Shilin.

Used to express Emperor Jianhong's importance to his subjects.

"Why is it so urgent for Minister Zeng to leave? Tell us more about your experience in governing, so that we can learn from it."

Some officials saluted the old man enthusiastically.

Zeng Shilin was about to refuse.

Then he saw a young eunuch with a serious expression.

He walked with quick and quiet steps to the side of Emperor Jianhong and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Ok?"

After hearing the eunuch's whispers, Emperor Jianhong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up suddenly.

The moment I looked up.

A depressing atmosphere had already condensed in the entire imperial study.

Emperor Jianhong glanced in his direction.

That look made Zeng Shilin confused.

"May I ask your majesty, what happened?"

An official stepped forward, saluted, and asked respectfully.

Emperor Jianhong said calmly: "The Eastern Palace Assessment Illusion Formation has begun."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the officials in the Imperial Study breathed a sigh of relief.

Just a small thing.

Dad didn't think much about it and wanted to say goodbye and leave.

But then the voice of Emperor Jianhong was heard:
"The person who participated in the assessment was Minister Zeng's son, Zeng Anmin."

what? !

Dad's pupils trembled violently.

But his years of training in Qi cultivation did not make him lose his composure. He just raised his head slowly, frowned slightly and said:

"Dog?"

Emperor Jianhong nodded calmly.

"Oh? Could it be Zeng Liangjiang who understood the spirit of literature in just a quarter of an hour?"

An official's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zeng Shilin and said:

"Zeng Shaojun's "Two Rivers Fu" is the best in the world. I am deeply moved and often sigh at your extraordinary poetic talent at home."

“Indeed, when I first heard the “Two Rivers Ode”, I was really moved, and the sadness in it made me sigh.”

"Why don't we go and observe the examination together?"

"Great! It's a good opportunity to see what Zeng Shaojun has in mind!"

"........."

Dad had a blank expression on his face, but his hands hidden under his sleeves were clenched tightly.

He never expected that his eldest son would be led to the East Palace by the prince today.

It happened too suddenly.

He was not prepared at all.

"Why? Why didn't Minister Zeng answer? Is there something hidden that doesn't allow us to observe?"

A deep voice sounded.

Everyone looked towards him.

I saw a black-faced man with a sneer on his face, slowly walking out of the crowd.

He was nearly ten feet tall and moved as fast as Mount Tai.

A brocade robe fell on his muscular body.

The beard on his face was full of sideburns, each of which stood up straight like needles.

Just walking there brings with it an incomparable sense of oppression.

He folded his arms across his chest, leaning on his height, and looked down at Zeng Shilin.

This person is the current Beitidu of the Imperial City, King Qi, the King of Brilliance!

Zeng Shilin was too lazy to look up at him, and his voice slowly spread into the field:

"For Confucian disciples, the assessment is based on literature. Does Your Highness Qi Wang understand?"

There is no emotion at all, but it is full of sarcasm.

Why are you, a crude warrior, pretending to be so high and mighty?
Do you also understand what the saint said?
King Qi's face turned completely dark.

(End of this chapter)