Chapter 152: The Confucian Sage's Dharma Image?!

The yard was very quiet.

Dad just stared blankly at the image above Zeng Anmin's head.

He had seen or heard of countless Confucian and Taoist teachings.

But he had only heard of one person as strange as Zeng Anmin.

“Confucian… Sage… Legalist… Prime Minister!!”

Dad stared at the Dharma image intently.

These four words seemed to be squeezed out from the throat.

Zeng Anmin saw his father’s flushed face.

His eyes blinked slightly.

"No, the legendary Confucian sage's Dharma image is the color of red gold, accompanied by six instruments..."

Dad stroked the beard on his chin.

There was an unknown light in his eyes.

"Can the six instruments be taken back?"

After a long time, Dad stared at Zeng Anmin and asked.

Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

A slight movement of the mind.

“Swish!”

He took back all the six Confucian instruments into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Only the Dharma image emitting a faint golden light remained, looking down upon the world.

Seeing this scene, Dad slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked towards Zeng Anmin and said:

"From now on, do not reveal your Dharma form unless it is absolutely necessary, and do not use the six instruments unless it is a crisis."

Zeng Anmin's eyes also became serious:

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"By the way, Dad, could you tell me about the small court meeting in the Imperial Study today?"

He came and sat down in front of his father.

Cross your arms and legs.

Dad didn't care about his behavior. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Huang Yuangao's death cannot be concealed."

"Dragon Survey Map..."

Having said that, Dad looked at Zeng Anmin with a complicated expression and said:

"Although the world does not know the true secret of the Kanlong Map, they only know that it is a top-grade martial arts map from Fengqi Road."

"In the eyes of Your Majesty, the Demon Clan's alliance with the Eastern Cult to steal the Dragon Map and kill Huang Yuangao is an extremely offensive provocation to our Great Saint Dynasty."

"Your Majesty wanted to use this incident to question the Jiang Kingdom, but the Jiang Kingdom's empress had just taken over the government, and the people of Jiang Kingdom were unstable at the time. Given the empress's temperament, she was probably just sending some tribute..."

"The rebels in Jiang Country will never let the Empress handle this matter so easily."

"So if nothing unexpected happens, I'm afraid there will be a war between our Great Saint Dynasty and Jiang Country."

"Whether we win or lose this battle is not important. What matters is that without this battle, Your Majesty will not be able to give Shilin an explanation."

After Dad finished speaking, his eyes darkened:

"The demon tribe and the Eastern Cult are roasting Your Majesty on the fire."

Zeng Anmin listened very carefully.

Although he did not care about these state affairs, he could not be ignorant of them.

“But I always feel that things are not that simple.”

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly.

His hand slowly touched his chin, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

"hehe."

I saw Zeng Anmin in deep thought.

A smile appeared on Dad's face.

He slowly stood up and stood in the middle of the yard, then looked at Zeng Anmin with admiration and said:

“That’s certainly the case on the surface.”

At this point, Dad narrowed his eyes, a sharp light flashing in his eyes:

"Father believes that the alliance between the Eastern Cult and the demon race is most likely with the tacit approval of the empress."

"With tacit consent?!"

Zeng Anmin suddenly raised his head and looked at his father.

Is there any conspiracy behind this?

Dad took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes:

"The war must be fought, but where it will be fought depends on how the Empress controls it."

"The Eastern Religion is the state religion of Jiang Nation, similar to the Xuanzhen Division of our Great Saint Dynasty."

Dad slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked into the distance, his voice filled with an inexplicable melancholy:

"In Jiang State, there are many who do not obey the Empress, and the most obvious one is the Southern King of Jiang State's East Commandery."

"The Southern Prince is the Empress's uncle, but his fiefdom is in Jiangguo's Dongjun, northeast of the state. The previous emperor of Jiang died suddenly, and the Southern Prince was too far from the capital, so the Empress seized the opportunity and ascended to the throne."

"The Southern King must be feeling resentful. This plot regarding Kanlongtu and Huang Yuangao's death, in my opinion, is most likely a conspiracy by the Southern King to undermine the Empress's efforts to show goodwill towards our Great Saint Dynasty."

"He's just a crude warrior, ultimately he has no brains."

Dad sneered: "He thinks everyone in the world is too simple."

"oh?"

Zeng Anmin listened attentively and said, "Please teach me, father."

Dad curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Kid.

So what if you have a strong talent for Confucianism and Taoism?

When it comes to human relationships, social conventions, and political intrigue, don't you have to listen carefully?

"cough."

Zeng Shilin coughed, raised his head with a rather proud expression, and stroked his beard with his hand, saying:

"Although the empress came to power illegitimately, she worked diligently and devotedly to government affairs every day. As a woman, she managed the Jiang Kingdom to be relatively stable, which is enough to prove that she is very shrewd."

"Although the leader of the Eastern Sect, Dongfang Cang, is in seclusion, his eldest disciple is now the sect leader and is also the Empress's right-hand man. It would be very difficult to hide any major or minor matters within the Eastern Sect from her."

"The Empress is most likely aware of the Southern Prince's collusion with the Eastern Cult."

Dad narrowed his eyes slightly. "So, if nothing unexpected happens, the Empress will most likely point all the fingers at those Eastern Religion spies who instigated the Southern King to collude with the demon clan."

"And the Southern King's fiefdom borders the southernmost part of the Monster Clan's Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain."

"If our Great Saint Dynasty sends troops, the Empress will surely offer an attractive benefit to force our Great Saint Dynasty to stop fighting."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, and suddenly looked up at his father, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

His voice even trembled a little:

"This tempting benefit is most likely... ceding land!!"

"Cut off the fiefdom of King Nan of Jiang State!!"

"This way, our Great Saint Dynasty can not only avenge Huang Yuangao under a legitimate pretext, but also gain a piece of territory to control the demon race!"

"Furthermore, the Empress's actions have resolved the crisis that our Great Saint Dynasty had to face by sending out troops without sacrificing a single soldier."

"More importantly, the Southern King, this great threat... will also be eliminated by the military of our Holy Dynasty!"

“Kill two birds with one stone!”

"This empress..."

Zeng Anmin's eyes flashed with extremely shocking brilliance.

The Great Saint Dynasty wants to use Huang Yuangao's death to send troops to our Jiang Kingdom?

Okay, I'll let you go.

Not only will I ask you to send troops, I will also give you a huge piece of cake!

Now, you can send out your soldiers and get rid of your anger.

You can also get huge benefits after sending out the troops.

Do you want it?

Dad looked at Zeng Anmin with great surprise.

He really couldn't imagine it.

I just gave my eldest son the beginning, but he was able to lay out all the threads so clearly.

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

Sure enough, the power struggles between countries are always accompanied by careful consideration.

"Everyone is happy."

After Zeng Anmin said these four words, he kept silent.

I couldn't calm down for a long time.

The old man frowned, slowly closed his eyes, and said in a heavy voice:

"The Empress' move was indeed brilliant."

"She has seen clearly that even if our Great Saint Dynasty sends troops to attack Jiang Nation, it will only waste money and effort without any benefits. It would be better to take advantage of her intention and gain a territory."

"But don't forget, through Huang Yuangao's case, you can also see that the Southern King of Jiang State is colluding with the demon clan and the Eastern Cult. This is not a rumor, it is a fact."

"In other words, if our Great Saint Dynasty sends troops against the Southern King, we will be facing more than just the Southern King."

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes slightly:

“There are demon tribes too?!”

"right."

Dad took a deep breath:

"Therefore, if Your Majesty really wants to send troops, you must consider it carefully."

Zeng Anmin pondered for a while.

Then he slowly raised his head, and after considering for a while, he slowly said:

"But there's no way around this. If we really send troops to Jiang State in the name of Huang Yuangao's death, it will be a thankless task."

"Not only will it damage the alliance between our Great Saint Dynasty and the Jiang Kingdom, but when the two human races fight, the demon race will benefit."

"So attacking the Southern King's fiefdom is the best option for our Great Saint Dynasty."

Speaking of this, Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and said:

"If the demons behave themselves, that's fine. If they don't, I'll give my Mandarin Duck Formation a try!"

Dad sighed:

"How can it be so easy to send troops? Dean Shi and Ji Qing are both fighting against monsters in the northern border."

A familiar figure appeared in Zeng Anmin's mind.

He looked up at his father, blinked, and said:

"Are you worried about the lack of a general in the court?"

"I remember there's another person in the court who can take on this role, Duke Tian Ji of Wei!"

"As for Tian Ji leading the expedition to conquer the Southern King, he must select a Confucian and Taoist master to follow him to guard against the demon tribe..."

Zeng Anmin thought for a while, then suddenly looked up, a smile appeared on his face and he said:

"As a great scholar, I think Qin Shoucheng is capable of taking on this task!"

Although my father is a third-rank Confucian cultivator, he has just established himself in the court and is not suitable for going on a military expedition.

Therefore, Qin Shoucheng is the most suitable person to be a great scholar in the Imperial College!

Besides, Qin Shoucheng is my father's man. If he can gain some merit from this battle...

Then dad’s arms will be much stronger!

Hear what he said.

Dad's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Then he looked at Zeng Anmin deeply.

Zeng Anmin felt a little uneasy being stared at.

After a long time, Dad finally smiled:

"What you said coincides with what my father said."

"hey-hey."

Zeng Anmin smiled complacently.

The father and son were chatting happily.

Then I heard the servant come to report:

"Master, Qin Shoucheng from the Imperial College is visiting with his only daughter."

? ?

Zeng Anmin and his father looked at each other.

What a coincidence? ?

Speak of Cao Cao, here he comes, right?

"It's just right. I'll talk to him about sending troops."

A smile flashed in Dad's eyes.

"Then let's go to the main hall?"

"good."

…………

"hehe."

Qin Shoucheng's face was flushed, and the smile on his face had never faded since he entered the Shangshu Mansion.

It's hard not to wonder if he's had some good fortune.

"Sit down."

Dad glanced at Qin Shoucheng calmly and said:

"No one comes to the temple for no reason. What brings you here today, old man?"

After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the table and blew gently.

"Why do you drink all the good tea for yourself?"

Qin Shoucheng did not answer immediately, but looked at his father with dissatisfaction as he sipped tea.

"Give me a pot to quench my thirst."

Dad glanced at him with disdain:

"The younger generation is still here, and they can't control their mouths."

Qin Wanyue and Zeng Anmin seemed a little out of place standing in front of these two old men.

"I won't argue with you."

Qin Shoucheng raised his chin and a smile returned to his face.

His rosy face looked quite naive.

Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue with a questioning look.

Obviously, this look is asking, what happened to your old man?

Qin Wanyue's face flushed slightly.

She pursed her lips.

Then he lowered his head, not daring to look Zeng Anmin in the eye.

? ?

This strange scene made Zeng Anmin's scalp tingle?

What’s going on?

Why is Sister Qin behaving like this?

Could it be that this Lao Deng is here to propose marriage?

This, this, this...

Zeng Anmin felt his throat dry as he looked at Qin Wanyue, who lowered her head in embarrassment.

However, before he could think more about it.

Then he heard Qin Shoucheng looking at him with dissatisfaction:

"Boy, why haven't you come to the Imperial College these days? What's going on?"

"What? You've learned everything?"

Having said that, Qin Shoucheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zeng Anmin with some hostility.

Zeng Anmin scratched his head and looked at Qin Shoucheng innocently:

"The student went to Jiangnan."

"But didn't you ask for leave before leaving?"

"Look!" Qin Shoucheng pointed at Zeng Anmin without concealing anything, and then looked at Qin Wanyue with a look of disappointment:

"What do you think of his attitude? Is his purpose for missing class without reason going to Jiangnan for fun?!"

"You're still thinking about this kid all day long, and you want to ask your father ten times a day why he hasn't come yet..."

But there was a very sour taste in these words.

"father!!"

Qin Wanyue's face had turned as red as an apple.

She bit her lip, looked at Qin Shoucheng, and stomped her feet.

Then he met Zeng Anmin's astonished gaze.

He quickly lowered his head and looked at his shoes.

…

This scene was seen by my father.

Zeng Shilin also looked at Zeng Anmin in surprise.

Then, a smile appeared in those eyes.

There was a hint of teasing in his smile.

Miss Sai from Xuanzhensi.

Wanyue from Old Man Qin’s family.

Who will be the next...?

"Well, I'm not here to ask you that today."

Qin Shoucheng raised his head, looked at his father proudly and said:

"You should know that Quan Fu, due to the special problems in his sea of ​​consciousness, cannot condense his Dharma image to the fifth level even though he has realized the Six Arts."

Dad looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's good to be gifted, but it's a pity that so many talented people are surpassed by those who come after them."

Qin Shoucheng sighed, but still couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards Qin Wanyue, then said proudly:

"My only daughter, yesterday, understood the Confucian teachings and clarified her heart. She has now been promoted to the sixth rank."

"Furthermore, she has been immersed in the 'Music Theory' of the Six Arts since she was young. All she needs to do is master the Music Theory to condense the Dharma Image and enter the fifth level!"

Having said this, he even looked at his father with a gloating look and said:

"It's a pity, I don't know when Quan Fu will have the chance to enter the fifth rank."

"What a shame, what a pity!"

Having said that, Qin Shoucheng turned around pretentiously and looked at Zeng Anmin encouragingly:

"But you don't need to be discouraged. Although it's unknown how long it will take for you to reach the fifth rank, once you do, your foundation will be beyond the reach of other Confucian cultivators."

…

Hearing what he said.

Dad and Zeng Anmin looked at each other.

There was a strange look on each of their faces.

So, this old man came here today just to show off?

(End of this chapter)