Chapter 219: Lao Zeng is not fooled

Zeng Shilin's hand suddenly stopped.

He looked at Zeng Anmin with extremely sharp eyes:

"What do you mean by what you can say and what you can't say?"

"Speak clearly."

There was no more indifference in Dad's voice.

But what replaced it was a deep and mysterious place.

It was obvious that Zeng Shilin was a little confused about how much truth there was in Zeng Anmin's words.

“Huh~”

Zeng Anmin breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes became serious:

"I know everything about your plan with Master Xu."

?

Zeng Shilin sat up from his chair instantly.

He narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of gloom in his voice:

"He even told you this?"

"Well, because he wanted me to help him kill someone."

Zeng Anmin answered truthfully.

"Kill who?"

Zeng Shilin took a deep breath and looked at Zeng Anmin seriously.

"I don't know, maybe it's from Jiang Country?"

Zeng Anmin touched his chin and said, "He said he would tell me when I come to see him in a year."

Zeng Shilin's brows were also tightly furrowed.

Obviously, he couldn't figure out Master Xu's intention.

"By the way, Master Xu has long known that I can practice both Confucianism and martial arts."

Zeng Anmin looked carefully at his father's expression.

Zeng Shilin nodded calmly: "It's not surprising that he knows."

"oh?"

Zeng Anmin didn't expect his father to be so calm.

"Then you don't have to worry..."

There was a hint of cruelty in Zeng Anmin's voice.

Zeng Shilin glanced at him indifferently and sneered:

"If he doesn't want you and me to have an easy life, we'll have to run south overnight."

"But the most likely scenario is that he died before he could even run."

"Is he that powerful?!"

Zeng Anmin opened his eyes wide.

"Master Xu."

Dad's eyes sparkled:

"He is a first-class formation master in the past thousand years, on par with the current Taoist master Ling Xuzi."

"He didn't give himself the name Xu Tianshi."

Zeng Shilin's voice was a little low.

"Oh~"

Zeng Anmin nodded slowly, looking at Zeng Shilin with a smile and said:

"So, Dean Qin used the butterfly transformation method to infiltrate the demon clan."

"He also used the method of calligraphy to prepare for a resurrection like the great scholar Qin Li of the previous dynasty..."

"Is that true too?"

…

As his voice fell.

The pen in Zeng Shilin's hand suddenly made a "click" sound.

He suddenly looked up and looked towards Zeng Anmin.

The father and son looked at each other.

For a moment, the whole room was filled with a depressing silence.

"Did the old Taoist priest really tell you that?!"

Zeng Shilin stared at Zeng Anmin intently.

"How else would I know?"

Zeng Anmin shrugged: "I told you, but you don't believe it."

“Swish!”

Zeng Shilin raised his head suddenly, with horror in his eyes, and stared towards the direction of Tianshi Mansion.

"Xu! Why are you telling everyone everything?!"

He gritted his teeth.

Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.

He was afraid that he would laugh.

Continue to maintain a serious expression on your face.

That's right.

He is now defrauding Zeng Shilin.

Apparently, it works pretty well.

Master Xu really didn't say anything about this matter.

But Zeng Anmin has basically solved the secrets of Dean Qin through what he has experienced in recent days.

Only dad is left.

He looked at Zeng Shilin.

Waiting quietly.

Zeng Shilin slowly turned his head.

He stared at Zeng Anmin for a while.

Zeng Anmin still looked at him innocently.

"Since you know it, then keep it a secret. If you dare to reveal even a little bit, Qin Shoucheng's life will most likely be in danger."

“What I did…”

Speaking of this.

Zeng Shilin raised his head again, squinting his eyes and looking Zeng Anmin up and down:

"I'll rebuild Qin Shoucheng's body three years later and ask me to prepare the spiritual herbs. Master Xu should have told me that, right?"

Is this new information that was tricked out?

Zeng Anmin was extremely surprised.

But he nodded solemnly:

"Yes."

"oh."

Hearing what he said.

Dad's face looked like a smile.

He looked Zeng Anmin up and down.

After a long time, he smiled silently.

"Good boy, I almost got tricked by you."

?

Zeng Anmin blinked.

Dad, did you download the anti-fraud app?

He pretended to be furious:

"Dad, you cheated me!"

Zeng Shilin chuckled and raised his eyebrows. "Why do you think so?"

"What's with the three-year body reconstruction? And that soul-attracting grass... It's all fabricated! You're lying to me!"

Zeng Anmin tried hard to calm down.

He obviously didn't expect that his father would still play tricks on him at this critical juncture.

Old Yin coins!

A truly old silver coin!

Shameless!

"Haha, you still lack some experience."

Zeng Shilin smiled faintly, waved his hand and said:

"Tell me, how did you figure out that Qin Shoucheng faked his death and turned into a butterfly?"

Zeng Anmin was a little discouraged.

Sure enough, there is still a gap between me and these old Yin coins.

But he did not give up hope completely.

Instead, he prepared a roundabout tactic.

But at this moment, he still looked listless and said:

"I don't believe you would send Dean Qin to his death just for a so-called victory in Bifeng Valley."

"oh?"

Zeng Shilin looked up in surprise.

Then a complex look flashed in his eyes.

He laughed at himself and said:

"For a person like my father, even Master Xu Tianshi said that he would do anything to achieve his goal."

"In your eyes, he's actually considered a good person?"

Zeng Anmin looked at Zeng Shilin seriously:

"I always believe that you care about the people and work for the country and the people."

Zeng Shilin's hand trembled slightly.

But it was blocked by his wide sleeves.

He took a deep breath, looked up at Zeng Anmin, and said in a quiet voice:

"And then? He turned into a butterfly and flew away, and Qin Li..."

Zeng Anmin sighed and said:

"Here's what happened."

"I first suspected during the battle at Baideng Mountain that some of the Xuanzhen Division's disciples were colluding with Ningguo Duke Li Jian."

"And because of his military power, Li Jian sees you and me, father and son, as thorns in his side..."

“…”

Zeng Anmin told everything he had experienced in the past few days bit by bit.

Including the fact that he killed Zhu Wanjun last night.

Dad just listened calmly.

Nodding and commenting from time to time.

Finally, Zeng Anmin finished speaking.

Zeng Shilin's eyes gradually became complicated.

"I didn't expect you to become more alert."

Zeng Anmin sighed:

"No matter how clever I am, I only saw half of your plan."

"hehe."

Zeng Shilin chuckled.

He slowly.

Raise your hand.

He gently stroked the back of Zeng Anmin's head.

"You little brat, you're still a little immature compared to your father."

"Go ahead, have breakfast, and go to the Imperial College to study."

Having said that, Zeng Shilin looked up and out the window.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight just happened to shine in from outside the window.

There was an imperceptible tenderness in his voice:

"I'll try my best to get the first place in the imperial examination this time."

That voice is a father's expectation for his child.

Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.

He said nothing.

"Um."

(End of this chapter)