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

Chapter 88 "Master, does Xuanzhensi also have a brothel?"

"cough."

Qin Shoucheng coughed dryly, and after looking at Zeng Anmin for a long time, he subconsciously clenched his hands under the table.

He himself didn't even know why his fists always itched every time he saw this kid...

Qin Shoucheng's eyes widened.

I was just about to find a reason to remove Zeng Anmin and change his seat.

Then he saw the little fat prince behind Zeng Anmin.

The eyes that were staring widened, the pupils contracted, and the words that were about to be spoken turned into a few violent coughs:

"Cough cough cough!!!"

"You... why did you come to the Imperial College?"

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and did not reveal the prince's ordinary clothes. His attitude was neither good nor bad, and he found the right measure.

"Um, I'm here to follow Brother Quan Fu. Sir, don't worry about it. I'll just give you a lecture."

There was a clear smile on the prince's round face, and he stretched out his chubby hand to stroke his head.

???

After hearing the prince's words, Qin Shoucheng's eyes became even more dull.

Quan Fu? ? Also "brother"? ?

When did Zeng Anmin become so close to the prince???
This made Qin Shoucheng no longer care about why Zeng Anmin sat with his daughter.

He was a little daydreaming throughout the entire class.

This was the only time in his twenty years of teaching that he was distracted more often in class than his students.

But fortunately, he has rich experience in education.

No one noticed any clues.

It was not until the class was over that Qin Shoucheng pretended to sit in his seat and picked up a pen to write on the book.

In fact, all attention was on Zeng Anmin and the prince.

"Brother Quan Fu, can you take my carriage back? I have a few questions to ask you about the frontier poem you wrote yesterday."

"No, I have a carriage." Zeng Anmin refused directly.

"Hmm? Brother Quan Fu has a new work?"

Qin Wanyue's eyes lit up, and she looked towards the chubby prince, with a hint of expectation in her autumn-water eyes.

The fat prince smiled modestly. He first looked at Qin Wanyue, and then looked at Zeng Anmin.

He raised his eyebrows.

A look that all men understand.

Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

The mysterious sense of nobility that I had when I came into contact with the prince yesterday disappeared.

The only one left was a little fat guy who couldn't hold his breath.

"This girl may not know that although it was the first time I met Brother Quan Fu yesterday, I was deeply shocked by his talent."

The fat prince looked at Qin Wanyue with a serious face.

"I'm all ears." Qin Wanyue's expression showed more and more expectation.

Wang Yuanzhen would naturally not miss this opportunity. He took a deep breath and his eyes became deep:
"Black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the armor shines in the sun with golden scales."

……

As he spoke, his voice was the only one left in the entire hall.

Qin Shoucheng's expression on the stage kept changing.

I was deeply moved by this poem.

Zeng Anmin was speechless.

Not a brother, you are the prince of a country!!

How can I become the protagonist's henchman like in those failed novels I read in my previous life?
It's too uncool.

After finishing a poem, Qin Wanyue pursed her lips together, her eyes lost in thought as she murmured:
"I will die for you, Yulong..."

"Okay, I'm leaving first."

Zeng Anmin glanced at the prince and walked straight towards the door.

"Wait for me!!" The prince hurriedly followed Zeng Anmin with his chubby little legs.

Only Qin Wanyue was left with a dazed look on her face, staring blankly at the door, motionless.

Until a long time later.

She spoke slowly, her voice like a complaint: "Brother Quan Fu is unparalleled in talent and learning, and makes people yearn for him."

"Crack~" The sound of a pen being broken suddenly came from the stage.

Qin Wanyue raised her head quickly like a frightened deer, her face flushed red as she looked at Qin Shoucheng on the podium:
"Dad, you...are still here?"

Qin Shoucheng nodded expressionlessly, pretending to tidy up the brush he had broken:
"Well, let's go home first."

"Yeah." Qin Wanyue lowered her head, feeling her hot cheeks. For a moment, she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into...

……

There were very few day students in the Imperial College.

Because basically all day students live in Beijing.

No matter which dynasty, houses in the capital were not affordable for ordinary people.

After saying a few perfunctory words to the prince, Zeng Anmin jumped on his horse and headed home.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves became farther and farther away until it disappeared.

The fat prince looked at Zeng Anmin's back, with a determined look on his face:

"In ancient times, Taizu invited Master Xu to come out of seclusion three times. Now, I, Wang Yuanzhen, and Quan Fu are going to study further. Brother Quan Fu, I will not give up. I believe that sooner or later, you will be moved by my sincerity."

He clenched his fat fists tightly, his face as brilliant as the setting sun.

However, the poor little fat boy didn't know that.

The Great Saint Dynasty's Taizu invited Xu Tianshi three times, and he used his fists and real swords to beat Xu Tianshi three times before he surrendered.

Another poor fellow who was deceived by history books.

…………

"Master, you are finally back."

As soon as Zeng Anmin got off the horse, he heard the servant's anxious voice.

"What happened?"

Zeng Anmin frowned and looked at Dachun who was walking towards him.

Dachun said respectfully, "Young Master Hu came back from the academy today and has been crying for his father."

"alright."

Zeng Anmin walked towards the courtyard and walked for nearly two quarters of an hour before he entered Aunt Lin's "Plum Blossom Courtyard."

As soon as I stepped into the door, I heard Hu Zi crying.

"woo woo woo woo……"

There was also the comforting voice of Aunt Lin beside her.

"what happened?"

Zeng Anmin pushed open the door and saw Hu Zi lying on Aunt Lin's back, crying very aggrievedly.

The two cute and innocent big eyes have become red and swollen.

"Alas." Aunt Lin sighed, "I thought the Kaimeng Academy in Beijing was better, but I didn't expect Hu Zi to still be bullied."

Zeng Anmin's eyes turned cold. He took a deep breath and looked at Hu Zi.

"Be good, Huzi. Tell Daddy what's wrong."

He took Hu Zi and patted him gently on the back in the gentlest tone possible.

Hu Zi is already six years old this year and is already at the age where he can start learning to read.

However, Hu Zi just kept sobbing without saying a word.

It was obvious that he was in great pain.

"Who followed Hu Zi to the academy?"

Zeng Anmin narrowed his phoenix eyes, and a heart-pounding aura suddenly burst out from his body.

Not loud.

But the whole room was filled with coldness.

"Master, it's me."

A servant stepped out of the door tremblingly, not daring to look up. He felt the pressure like a mountain and kept swallowing his saliva.

The servant took his master's surname, Zeng, and his given name was Zeng Tian. He had been in the Zeng family for ten years. He was an honest man and not good at speaking.

Otherwise, he would not have given Hu Zi to him to take to the academy.

"What happened in the academy today?"

Zeng Anmin looked at Zeng Tian with cold eyes. Zeng Tian raised his head tremblingly, glanced at Zeng Anmin, and then lowered his head quickly and said:
"Young Master Hu started learning a little late, couldn't keep up with his studies, and couldn't read all the characters. The teacher punished him by making him write a few words."

"That's it?"

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes, but his voice remained cold.

If that were all, he wouldn't have stood up for Hu Zi.

It is only natural to be punished by the teacher if you do not do well in your studies.

But if that were all, why would Hu Zi cry like this?
What kind of character is Hu Zi? Even if others don’t know, how could he not know?

Zeng Tian said again: "There are a few kids older than Master Hu who want to make friends with you. After asking for your name..."

At this point, he was a little hesitant to speak.

"continue."

"Even though I haven't paid much attention to Young Master Hu since he came to the mansion, his surname is Duan, and the academy also uses the surname Duan for the young master. The child is ignorant, and after chatting for a while, he asked about Young Master Hu's mansion..."

"Young Master Hu said that his father was you... Then a few kids said that you were not his real father, and that his real father's surname should also be Duan... Then Young Master Hu didn't say a word for half a day."

"It wasn't until I got home and saw Madam Lin that I started crying."

Zeng Anmin listened quietly to Zeng Tian's answer.

He sat on the chair holding Hu Zi, crossed his legs, and patted Hu Zi's back gently.

Hu Zi finally felt safe when he felt Zeng Anmin's familiar chest.

"Why didn't you stop the kids from asking questions?"

After Zeng Anmin said this, he felt that he was being too harsh.

Although Hu cub is young, he will know these things sooner or later.

Zeng Tian smiled bitterly and said, "How can servants like us enter the hall of the academy? I learned all this after I saw that Master Hu was in a bad mood, so I went to ask those children."

"Ah."

"Daddy, my daddy, who is that?"

Hu Zi finally looked up, his ignorant eyes still filled with tears, and he pursed his lips as he looked at Zeng Anmin and asked.

A six-year-old child is not too old, but he is not too small either.

In this world, it is also time to learn the ways of the world.

Zeng Anmin sighed, smiled and said, "Your father is a brave general."

The memory of his cousin's husband slowly flowed into Zeng Anmin's mind.

The Mansion of the Earl of Zhongyuan.

The whole family is loyal and brave.

However, because of the war in the earlier years, he could not rest in peace even after dying on the battlefield, and his house was confiscated by the imperial court.

That year, my cousin was so disheartened that she wanted to follow her brother-in-law.

"Ah."

Hu Zi buried his face in Zeng Anmin's shoulder, as if only in this way could he feel safe.

After a long while, Hu Zi looked up again with anticipation in his eyes: "Can you tell me about him?"

This……

Zeng Anmin's expression froze slightly.

My previous life didn't have many memories of my cousin's husband, and I had never even met him a few times.

"I'll tell you when Daddy goes back to read some books."

He smiled and said, "Just go to sleep today, I'll tell you when dad comes back."

Fortunately, Hu Zi was really tired and nodded obediently: "Well, then Daddy must remember it."

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin took Dachun away.

After Zeng Anmin left completely.

Aunt Lin looked at Hu Zi in her arms with a look of heartache, stretched out her fair hands and held him in her arms. She didn't know what to say and could only sigh.

Hu Zi looked up at Aunt Lin innocently:

"Mom...should I call you daddy or uncle?"

When Aunt Lin saw his young face, she felt a sudden pain in her heart.

…………

The next day.

Zeng Anmin got up very early. He originally wanted to go to the Imperial College to read some books about the war and find out about his cousin's husband's heroic deeds in killing the enemy and tell them to Hu Zi.

As soon as I went out, I remembered that today was a day off, and I would have to wait until tomorrow.

But since I'm already out, I want to take Dachun for a walk.

"Do you want to listen to some music?"

Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at Dachun.

The two men each led a horse and walked along the busy streets.

Dachun looked at the young master in confusion.

"Listen to music?"

Dachun, who has lived for twenty years, still doesn't know what listening to music is.

"It is to cultivate one's sentiments. The place where the music is the best is the brothel."

Zeng Anmin patiently explained to Dachun.

"No, no! You can't go to that kind of place. If my father knew I took you to that kind of place, he would beat me to death." Dachun quickly shook his head.

He didn't know what the song was, but the brothel knew it.

"It's okay!" Zeng Anmin waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Master, am I not studying the six arts of a gentleman? Music is something that requires more listening. If Qi Bo knew, you can just say we are going there to study."

Go to the brothel and learn? ?
This was the first time that Dachun had heard of these two strange combinations.

He blinked his wise eyes and nodded slowly:
"Well, my father did say that he wanted me to help you learn more."

"That's right!"

Zeng Anmin was secretly happy when he saw Dachun's slow reaction.

“Oh, little immortal from the Xuanzhen Division, the price can’t be any lower. If we give you this price, we will lose money!”

A vendor's voice attracted Zeng Anmin's attention.

He subconsciously looked up.

A black robe with a golden ribbon flowing from shoulder to waist.

A reflective belt around the waist.

The loose trousers were worn with a pair of straight leather boots with mysterious patterns printed on them.

Two men in this uniform were shopping on the street.

Zeng Anmin had seen such uniforms before.

When Qi Xianlin was arrested in Liangjiang County, a female disciple from the Xuanzhen Division was wearing this.

Having said that, although that woman looked a little silly, she was quite pretty.

After thinking about this, Zeng Anmin subconsciously reached into his arms.

He took out a crystal jade pendant.

"Take this jade pendant. If you go to the capital in the future, bring it to the Xuanzhen Division to find me. I will definitely thank you."

Sai Chuxue's evasive face appeared in Zeng Anmin's mind.

His heart moved, and a smile appeared on his face: "Dachun, let's go! To the Xuanzhen Division!"

After saying that, he led the horse and headed towards Xuanzhensi.

All the magical weapons in the world come from the Formation Department.

Just these eight words are enough to make Zeng Anmin go.

You know, the relief longbow in his hand is just an ordinary item.

If I could get a spiritual longbow produced by the Xuanzhen Division...

Then he felt that his [Warrior's Heart] could definitely burst out with even greater power!
"what?"

After hearing what the young master said, Dachun was stunned. He rushed forward eagerly and asked Zeng Anmin in confusion:

"Master, Xuanzhensi... also has a brothel?"

As soon as this sentence came out.

He felt that the environment around him seemed to be quiet for a moment.

The passers-by around looked at the master and servant as if they were fools.

Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched, and he glared at Dachun: "Stop talking and just follow the young master!!"

As he said this, he jumped on the horse and waved the reins: "Gee!!"

Flee from this place...

(End of this chapter)