Chapter 229 Zeng Anmin: I want the head of Duke Zeng Anmin!
Outside the illusion array.
The chubby prince saw himself appear in the illusion array wearing a dragon robe.
He felt a little numb, and an inexplicable excitement emerged in his heart.
He stared at the huge red scroll.
Clench your fists.
Just like a reader who is reading a great novel for the first time, his whole body is filled with excitement.
He is so cool...
The eldest princess sitting next to him glanced at him.
Seeing the blush on his face, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Useless thing...
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In the illusion array.
The moment Zeng Anmin saw the little fat prince.
An inexplicable sense of intimacy emerged in my heart.
But he didn't show any abnormality on his face.
"His Majesty."
The moment he saw Wang Yuanzhen, Zeng Anmin slowly stood up and wanted to salute him.
"No need to be so polite!"
The chubby prince Wang Yuanzhen hurried to Zeng Anmin.
There was a sense of majesty on his chubby face:
"What do you think of what I told you last time?"
…
After hearing these words, Zeng Anmin was a little stunned.
Last time?
How would I know?
I don’t even know who I am now…
But he didn't show any clues.
He just looked at the little fat boy in front of him indifferently.
[For a ruler of a country to personally intervene, this must be a significant matter, so I shouldn't be the one anxious.]
Zeng Anmin thought so and became less anxious.
He looked at the little fat man and said:
"Your Majesty looks very good today. How about we go for an outing together and discuss this matter later?"
Hearing what he said.
The little fat man pursed his lips and sighed:
"Now that the country is in great trouble, how can I be in the mood to talk about traveling?"
Little fat boy.
Although you became the emperor, your personality hasn't changed much.
I didn't expect that you would still be like this more than 20 years later.
"Your Majesty, is there anyone who can solve your troubles except me?"
Zeng Anmin sighed in a pretentious manner.
Hearing this.
The little fat boy looked up very seriously and looked at Zeng Anmin:
"Black Cat Wufu has been renowned for twenty-seven years and is known as the Great Saint Dynasty's number one assassin. If you don't step forward, no one else can do this."
?
Zeng Anmin's heart was shocked.
Black Cat Wufu?!
No, how do you know I'm Black Cat Wufu?!
What on earth is going on with this formation?
Can it see through that it is a black cat warrior?!
etc!
wrong.
Zeng Anmin felt that he had misguided his thoughts.
Just looked in the mirror.
One's appearance is that of an extremely ordinary stranger.
This is not Zeng Anmin’s appearance in real life!
In other words, this formation did not know that Zeng Anmin was the Black Cat Warrior.
Even if it continues to deduce, it cannot deduce something it does not know.
Scare the young master...
This moment.
Zeng Anmin keenly noticed a piece of information.
[It seems that my identity in the formation is... the Black Cat Warrior from more than 20 years later.]
After Zeng Anmin figured it out, he was silent for a while.
Then he sighed and said:
"Your Majesty, would you like some tea?"
…
When the chubby prince saw how unhurried he was, his expression froze slightly.
But he sighed slowly and said:
"OK."
Not long.
The two of them sat opposite each other and drank the tea on the table.
"sigh."
After taking a sip of tea.
The little fat man couldn't help but sighed deeply: "Alas."
Zeng Anmin pretended not to hear and just sipped his tea.
Based on his understanding of the little fat boy.
Since he has become the emperor and still wants to come here alone, this is something he really wants to accomplish.
Given his personality, he would definitely be unable to hold back and speak first.
So he is not in a hurry.
really.
Just a moment later.
The little fat man said with a sad face:
"Ever since the great war between humans and demons twenty-five years ago."
"Monster Emperor Xiangliu, Tianshi Xu, and Dongfang Cang, the leader of the Eastern Sect, fought for seven days."
"Xu Tianshi and Dongfang Cang used all their strength to kill Xiang Liu, and died together with him."
"The demon race was destroyed."
"But the national strength of my Great Holy Dynasty and the Nanjiang Kingdom has also been exhausted."
"Both nations were severely damaged, refugees arose, and starving people spread across thousands of miles..."
At this point, a trace of sadness appeared on the face of the little fat prince:
"The previous emperor left in a hurry, leaving behind this country in ruins..."
"Thanks to the help of Duke Zeng Anmin, who assisted me wholeheartedly, I was able to clean up this mess bit by bit."
Having said this, he sighed again:
"However, ten years ago, Jiang was in turmoil, and I was only interested in preserving the status quo, so I did not interfere in Jiang's politics."
"The empress took advantage of this opportunity to secure her throne. With Jiangnan at her back and the resources of Wan Yao Mountain as her support, Jiang State has grown steadily stronger. The power of Jiang State is now unprecedented."
"Now he is personally leading an army of 700,000 to attack..."
"Report from the front lines: Gu Xiangnan has already captured seventeen cities of our Great Saint Dynasty..."
"The country will no longer be a country, and the people will no longer be people..."
"I, I really can't bear it..."
…
Hearing his words.
Zeng Anmin digested it slowly.
Even if it's just a few words.
But he still analyzed out several pieces of useful information.
After twenty-seven years of great changes.
Today, the Great Saint Dynasty is very weak.
Nanjiang's national strength has become stronger.
And the Duke of Zhenguo Zeng Anmin... well, I feel like laughing.
Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, he would have risen to the position of Duke of Zhenguo.
Hmm...it should be deduced from this illusion array.
In the eyes of this illusion, Zeng Anmin in reality is also extremely capable.
Tsk tsk.
Fun.
Zeng Anmin suddenly wanted to see what he would look like when the illusion array deduced him twenty-seven years later.
He could see it.
This illusion array couldn't even reveal the secret that Zeng Anmin was the Black Cat Warrior.
I don’t think it’s a very advanced artificial intelligence.
They certainly don’t know that “Zeng Anmin” is actually a time traveler.
"After the great war between humans and demons, only one in ten warriors survived."
"A fourth-rank warrior is already the best in the world today."
"And now, the only one I can rely on is you, the world's number one assassin, Black Cat Warrior."
After the little fat man finished speaking, he stared at Zeng Anmin.
Hearing this.
Zeng Anmin immediately understood it in his heart.
From what this little fat guy said...he wanted me to go to the battlefield and assassinate the empress?!
this……
Zeng Anmin seemed to be thinking about something.
Could it be that this is the test in this illusion array?
"The Empress even declared that if there were further resistance, she would lead her troops to massacre the entire city after breaking through..."
At this point, the little fat man was already extremely excited:
"For the sake of the people of the world, for the sake of the millions of lives in the city... this is a gamble we have to make!"
"During the Qin Dynasty, before the Han Dynasty, there were similar incidents where the ruler was assassinated to avoid war."
"So I..." The little fat man straightened his dragon robe, then slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Zeng Anmin.
"Sir, please come out and assassinate the Empress to stop the war."
…………
quiet.
The entire main hall fell into silence.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to persuade me any further."
Zeng Anmin slowly stood up, turned his head expressionlessly, and looked outside the main hall:
"Although I am a reckless man."
"But we also know that on the battlefield, assassinating the empress is difficult, not to mention whether it can be successful."
"Even if we succeed, there's absolutely no way we'll get away with it. This is a sure death."
As his voice fell.
The little fat prince pursed his lips.
Say one thousand to ten thousand.
This was the purpose of his trip.
He was gambling the life of this black cat warrior on something with an extremely low probability of happening.
Who is willing to die?
No one in this world is willing to die.
…
Outside the illusion array.
Ningguo Duke Li Jian rubbed his neck which had been raised for a long time.
He looked at Zeng Anmin's answer in the formation.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He murmured:
"The Firewood Holding Illusion Formation, in addition to blocking memories, will also change the identity of those who enter the formation."
"So the test in the formation only verifies one's character."
"Naked heart and soul."
"How could someone with a bad character possibly pass the test?"
…………
Liu Shishi looked at everyone seriously and continued:
"So every choice Zeng Anmin makes is extremely important."
"Once you make a choice that doesn't align with the meaning of 'carrying firewood,' at best you'll be trapped in the illusion forever and unable to escape."
"In serious cases... there is no hope of recovery."
After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips tightly and looked at the huge image on the scroll.
Emperor Jianhong.
Zeng Shilin.
Aunt Lin.
The little fat prince.
Princess
…
Everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.
Everyone stared at the huge scroll.
…………
In the illusion array.
After Zeng Anmin finished speaking.
The dragon robe on the little fat man was a little dim.
He looked at Zeng Anmin in front of him with great reluctance:
"But the people of this world... so many lives..."
Zeng Anmin turned around slowly.
He looked at the little fat boy expressionlessly.
"But, even though I'm a reckless man, I do understand a saying."
"Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country."
“So this time, I went.”
The voice is very faint.
But it reached the fat boy's ears very clearly.
…
The little fat boy's face became dull.
After a long time.
He stared blankly at Zeng Anmin in front of him and said:
"You just said... there's no chance of survival..."
"Then there's no chance of survival."
Zeng Anmin slowly lifted the tea, blew on it gently, put it to his lips and drank it.
…………
Outside the illusion array.
The whole audience was silent.
Everyone stared at the huge scarlet scroll.
The sound from the scroll still rang in my ears.
"Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country..."
"But you just said there's no chance of survival."
"Then there's no chance of survival!"
…………
Just a few words.
Everyone gritted their teeth.
Even more, gasping for breath.
A refreshing feeling starting from the tailbone runs through the entire body!
At this moment, there were only four words in their minds.
National scholar!
A patriot!
When Ningguo Duke Li Jian saw this scene, his eyes narrowed.
His face looked a little gloomy.
But he was not panicked, and murmured:
"Don't be too happy too soon. Even if you make the right choice, you still won't be able to get out if you don't complete the assessment mission."
………………
Liu Shishi looked at everyone with a serious expression and said.
She said one word.
Everyone turned their eyes to the huge scroll in front of them.
…………
In the illusion array.
Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and looked at the fat little man in the dragon robe and said:
"It's just that if I were to assassinate someone like this, I wouldn't even be able to sneak into the military camp."
The little fat man looked at Zeng Anmin seriously:
"So it should be?"
Zeng Anmin's eyes became deep:
"I do have a plan, an assassination... which can be done openly."
"What???"
The little fat emperor was numb.
He stared blankly at the extremely ordinary face in front of him and asked:
"Bright... aboveboard?"
"right."
Zeng Anmin turned back, looked at the little fat emperor seriously and said:
"It's aboveboard."
The fat emperor asked impatiently, "What should we do specifically?"
Zeng Anmin put down the tea bowl in his hand with a "click" sound.
His voice sounded faintly:
"In the name of His Majesty, send a peace treaty to the Empress."
"I am willing to cede fifteen cities to the Jiang State to stop the war."
"Then I will be the envoy, carrying the map of the Great Saint Dynasty to pay a visit to the Empress."
"After meeting the Empress, I slowly unfolded the map..."
Speaking of this, Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes, and his voice was fierce:
"When the plan is exhausted... that's when the dagger will appear!"
"I'll catch him off guard and strike him with one blow, and we'll die together."
"How's that plan?"
After saying that, he looked at the little fat emperor.
But the little fat emperor was completely stunned at this time.
It's obvious.
Zeng Anmin’s plan... is amazing!
"Huff huff huff~"
The little fat emperor's breathing became extremely rapid.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be happy too soon."
Zeng Anmin slowly stood up and said with a hint of coldness in his voice:
"How could the Empress not be suspicious if she easily took fifteen cities without any resistance?"
"If she had any doubts in her heart, she would definitely not let me get close to her."
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the little fat emperor's head.
He was a little at a loss.
"Then...what should we do?"
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath:
“So we’re going to up the ante.”
"What chips?"
"Duke Zhenguo, Zeng Anmin's head."
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As soon as these words were spoken.
The little fat emperor's computer crashed for a long time.
He jumped up and waved his hands: "No! Absolutely not! Anyone in this world can die, but Quan Fu must not die!!"
Zeng Anmin just looked at him calmly and said:
"But if I could exchange the life of the Duke of Zhenguo for the lives of the people of the world, he would definitely be willing."
"Our Great Saint Dynasty and the two nations of Nanjiang can also stop fighting."
The little fat emperor pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
"Your Majesty, rest assured. I will personally go and discuss this matter with the Duke of Zhenguo."
Zeng Anmin gently patted the chubby emperor on the shoulder:
"For the sake of all people in the world."
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The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
A figure with an extremely ordinary face appeared in front of the gate.
Zeng Anmin looked at the mansion in front of him, which was many times more luxurious than his father's Shangshu Mansion in real life.
There is also a complicated feeling in my heart.
Twenty-seven years later, I have become the Duke of Zhenguo, second only to the emperor and above everyone else in this great dynasty.
But now his identity is just Black Cat Warrior...
"I'm looking for Mr. Zeng."
Handed over a visiting card.
Zeng Anmin was led into a courtyard by a servant.
This yard is extremely beautiful.
The peach trees in the yard are in full bloom.
He waited quietly.
He felt both nervous and expectant.
What will the self that the illusion deduces twenty-seven years from now look like?
"Ahem."
Then a familiar cough sounded.
Zeng Anmin paused slightly.
He turned slowly.
A somewhat skinny figure slowly came out from the depths of the yard.
Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Zeng Anmin was amazed.
"Is this what I will look like in twenty-seven years?"
"Sure enough, still so handsome."
(End of this chapter)
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