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

Chapter 338: Starting the Breakthrough to Fourth-Rank Martial Artist!
Bai Ziqing stood in the corner, his life desolate and forlorn.

Zeng Anmin's surroundings were bustling with activity.

"Alright, we can talk about it later."

Zeng Anmin naturally sensed the grievance on Bai Ziqing's face.

He chuckled and dismissed everyone, then approached Bai Ziqing:

"How was your trip to Liangjiang Prefecture?"

Bai Ziqing pursed her lips.

Then, with a smile on his face, he waved his hand and said:
"It's great to be able to see the scenery of Jiangnan again; it's like taking a vacation."

"Come on, that's just credit you got by chance."

Zeng Anmin chuckled softly.

In any case, Bai Ziqing was involved in Xiang Liu's death.

Although it was her father's scheme, she was caught up in it.

Fortunately, his father didn't forget him when reporting the credit.

He was also given the credit for confusing Xiang Liu.

Because of this achievement, as soon as he returned, Emperor Jianhong ordered Si Zhongxiao's men to withdraw from the Imperial City Guard.

The temporary management of the Imperial City Guard has now been handed over to Bai Ziqing.

As long as Ji Qing doesn't return from the Northern Territory, Bai Ziqing can stir up trouble in the Imperial City Guard every day.

"Then I should thank Lord Wenqing for remembering me?"

Bai Ziqing looked at Zeng Anmin with a forced smile.

"From the capital all the way to Liangjiang Prefecture..."

"That damned guard, the moment he sees me show any sign of waking up, he hits me on the head with a stick!"

At this point, Bai Ziqing even became a little agitated, staring intently at Zeng Anmin:
"One hundred and thirty-eight blows!!"

"A full one hundred and thirty-eight blows!"

"If I weren't a bit thick-skinned, I'd probably be completely dumbfounded by now!!"

Uh.

Looking at Bai Ziqing's excited appearance.

Zeng Anmin honestly felt like laughing.

But I also know that I definitely can't laugh out loud at this moment.

"Ahem, this is just a temporary measure, Brother Bai, there's no need for that..."

Seeing that Bai Ziqing was about to stand up again, Zeng Anmin quickly sat down beside him and gently patted his back, saying:

"How about this, I'll have my dad adopt you as his godson?"

……

Bai Ziqing fell silent.

Duke of Qi.

Wen Qinggong.

Second-rank Confucian scholar.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that 130 strokes were still a bit too light.

A smile returned to his face:
"Really?"

"How could it be fake?" Zeng Anmin grinned.

"With me acting as guarantor, there will definitely be no problem."

"Okay, okay!!"

Bai Ziqing shuddered.

He was even trembling slightly.

Zeng Shilin is now the most famous person in the entire Great Holy Dynasty.

Although "Wenqing Gong" is a posthumous title, the name "Wenqing" has already spread throughout the court and the public.

Whether they are high-ranking officials or nobles, ordinary people or chivalrous heroes.

No one has a bad word to say about Zeng Shilin!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Zeng Shilin is at the height of his power today!
Putting aside everything else, even the current emperor or Master Xu wouldn't dare to openly criticize Zeng Shilin.

It should be noted that Zeng Shilin not only sacrificed himself to slay the Demon Emperor, but was also accepted as a personal disciple by the Confucian Sage!
for example.

If Zeng Shilin were to stand in front of the palace gates and curse Emperor Jianhong all day long, the common people and officials would only find fault with Emperor Jianhong.

I would never say a single bad word about Zeng Shilin!
This is word of mouth!
The reputation of the Confucian sage.

The reputation of the name Wenqing!
"Alright, cheer up. What's up today?"

Seeing that Bai Ziqing's complexion had improved, Zeng Anmin smiled and asked him:

The two of them usually had nothing to do at the Imperial City Guard.

They can also delegate some major and minor cases to others.

His question was completely unnecessary.

"What can happen?"

Bai Ziqing stretched and said, "Let's play chess together again today."

"Next time His Majesty invites me to play chess, I'll make him look at me with new eyes!"

"Come on..." Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes and was about to speak.

Suddenly, they heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Sir! Something terrible has happened!!"

Upon hearing this, both Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing's expressions changed.

This is the sound of Yellowstone.

Huang Shi was Bai Ziqing's top general.

"What's wrong?!"

As Huang Shi opened the door, Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin sat down and squinted at him.

Huang Shi looked somewhat flustered.

He was always seen as a steady and reliable person in Zeng Anmin's mind.

What on earth happened to make him so flustered?

When Huang Shi came to Bai Ziqing's side and saw that Zeng Anmin was also there, he didn't pay any attention to him.

Everyone in the Imperial City Guard knew about the relationship between the eldest and second eldest masters.

Huang Shi took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly:
"Xiang Tidu is dead."

Five words.

Like a thunderclap, it resounded directly in Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing's ears.

"Who?! Who's dead?!"

Bai Ziqing's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Xiang Tidu!"

Huang Shi didn't dare to hesitate and repeated it.

"Teng!!"

Bai Ziqing instantly sat up from his chair, his gaze fixed intently on Huang Shi:

"Are you sure?"

Xiang Wangxian was one of the four chief inspectors of the Imperial City Guard.

A fourth-rank warrior.

The pillar of the Xiang family today!

More importantly, his father, Xiang Donglai, is one of the few third-rank martial artists in the world today!
Zeng Anmin was still somewhat stunned at this moment.

Xiang Wangxian?
An image of a stern, burly man flashed into his mind.

He had seen this person before!

We've even exchanged greetings a few times!
When Li Jian and the Fourth Prince rebelled, the task of protecting the Eastern Palace was completed by him and the Eldest Princess together!
"How could someone just die out of nowhere?"

Zeng Anmin stared at Huang Shi.

"A knife to the throat, a fatal blow."

A faint look of fear appeared on Huang Shi's face.

His throat was even a little hoarse when he said those eight words.

A fourth-rank martial artist is already among the top fighters in the world.

What kind of terrifying person could be capable of killing him with a single blow?
"rock!!"

The door was kicked open again.

"Sir! His Majesty summons you!!"

Ti Zi ran over breathlessly, knelt on the ground, and reported to Bai Ziqing.

"go!"

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Bai Ziqing took a deep breath and immediately headed outside.

Do you need me to come with you?

Watching Bai Ziqing's retreating figure, Zeng Anmin asked a question.

"No need, the imperial examination is coming soon, you should prepare well."

Bai Ziqing actually wanted to say yes.

But what he said wasn't wrong either.

Zeng Anmin has also reached a critical juncture.
The imperial examinations in spring were undoubtedly the most important event for Zeng Anmin, a Confucian scholar, who was about to take place.

"alright."

Zeng Anmin nodded.

She did not refuse Bai Ziqing's kindness.

After Bai Ziqing walked out of the room.

Zeng Anmin's brows were furrowed tightly.

"Xiang Wangxian..."

"A fourth-rank military officer was killed in the capital..."

Forget it.

This is not something I should be thinking about.

Just as Zeng Anmin was keeping this matter to himself...

His sea of ​​consciousness stirred slightly.

"Boom!!!"

Zeng Anmin was taken aback at first, then his face lit up with joy.

He immersed himself in the sea of ​​consciousness, looking towards it.

Divine consciousness is perfected!

It's time to start working towards breaking through to the fourth rank of martial arts!
In other words, I will soon have the combat power of a third-grade warrior!
(End of this chapter)