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

Chapter 361 The Top Scholar, Zeng Anmin!
The imperial examinations have ended.

Since Zeng Anmin did not die in the illusion array, there is no doubt that his ranking is first this time.

He also became the top scholar in the imperial examination for the Illusionary Array.

The imperial examination system in the Illusionary Array does not have a palace examination; the spring examination is already the final stage.

The traditional imperial examination system included the palace examination, but that had little to do with Zeng Anmin anymore.

"The top scholar."

Zeng Anmin rode on his horse, his face beaming with joy.

His tall, imposing figure made him appear exceptionally handsome.

His gaze swept across the street, where bustling shops lined both sides, each with a large crowd gathered in front, all of whom were looking excitedly at Zeng Anmin.

This time, Zeng Anmin was in the limelight.

This is an official requirement.

Today is a day specifically for the top scholar to steal the spotlight.

The grand procession marched from the palace gates all the way to the Duke's mansion before finally stopping.

The people who followed spread the news far and wide.

Everyone in the capital knew that this year's top scholar was named Zeng Anmin, a disciple of the Confucian sage and the heir of the Duke's mansion.

The scenery is infinite.

But no one dared to try anything like "catching a son-in-law under the list of successful candidates."

Qin Shoucheng, the current Minister of Revenue, stood before the list of successful bidders, his eyes fixed on the list.

I saw his extremely sharp gaze.

All the high-ranking officials and dignitaries wisely avoided the area.

Then... Liu Xian suffered the consequences.

Or rather, he really enjoyed it.

Yes, that's right, he was the runner-up in this year's imperial examination.

It can be said that he was dragged down to second place by Zeng Anmin in the illusion array.

Besides Zeng Anmin, he was hailed as the runner-up by a group of candidates.

"Hey, Grand Astrologer? Never heard of him, don't get any ideas about me!"

"Huh? You said you're from the Minister's family? Well... that's still up for debate!"

"What?! From the Grand Secretary's family? Please, please, we can have a more in-depth discussion."

"........."

The crabapple blossoms on Liu Xian's head became even more enchanting.

His face was beaming with joy.

Even though he was behind Zeng Anmin in line, he was still very comfortable sitting on his horse.

……

a bit tired.

Zeng Anmin rubbed his back.

He had already returned to his residence, to that familiar little courtyard.

He lay in the rocking chair with his eyes closed, letting the chair rock automatically.

He recalled the imperial edict.

His face showed an unyielding sense of unease.

His appointment has been approved.

Imperial City Guard, Southern Capital.

Upon entering officialdom, he was granted the rank of fourth grade.

Furthermore, none of the officials in the court had any objections; they all strongly agreed.

"Imperial City Compass and Commander".

Zeng Anmin's brows were tightly furrowed together.

The original imperial city compass was Xiang Wangxian.

But he is dead.

Bai Ziqing, now the Northern Expeditionary Commander, is investigating this case.

However, the position of Nantidu cannot remain vacant forever.

Therefore, Emperor Jianhong appointed him, the top scholar in the imperial examination, to the position of Southern Capital.

He didn't know whose idea it was.

But he, a Confucian scholar, was appointed a military officer despite his handsome appearance.

Most importantly, this military officer wielded real power.

Imperial City Division.

It belonged to a special department personally overseen by Emperor Jianhong.

From the first day he arrived in the capital, he knew that the Imperial City Guard was an extremely important and special department, similar to the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Ming Dynasty in his previous life.

Ji Qing, the former director of the Imperial City Guard, is now fighting against demons in the northern border.

Therefore, Bai Ziqing will temporarily lead the Imperial City Guard.

"So... I'm really now Bai Ziqing's subordinate in name only?"

Zeng Anmin touched the jade pendant in his pocket.

The fingers gently twirled.

He knows this department extremely well.

“Nantidu…Nantidu…”

Zeng Anmin's voice kept murmuring softly:

"Actually, that's not wrong."

"I was originally the chief clerk under the Northern Supervisory Office." "After passing the imperial examinations and gaining wealth, one naturally rises within the same unit..."

"But how can I, a Confucian scholar, be appointed as a military officer?"

"Whose idea was this...? What a cutie."

Zeng Anmin's lips twitched slightly.

"It was my idea."

His father's voice rang in his ears, deep and resonant.

Uh.

Zeng Anmin quickly looked up.

I didn't see my dad.

"Don't bother looking, I'm in the study."

Dad's voice seemed to be everywhere.

Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes.

Ever since his father was promoted to the second-rank Quasi-Saint, he has never been a normal person.

Even when he's eating, he seems to want to unleash a golden light to melt the food into his stomach.

This made him extremely jealous.

But he had no other choice.

An extreme Confucian scholar, combined with a crude and vulgar warrior...

He still needs to work hard to achieve the same freedom as his father.

"Why did you think of making me a full-fledged military officer?"

Zeng Anmin voiced his doubts.

"The circumstances surrounding Xiang Wangxian's death are suspicious, and it would be difficult for Bai Ziqing, with his intelligence, to uncover the truth of this case."

"Firstly, I want you to investigate Xiang Wangxian's case thoroughly."

"Secondly... Ji should be back soon. He is the number one enemy of the Shilin. Keeping you in the Imperial City Guard will make it easier to have someone to look after you in the future."

"Xiang Wangxian's case?"

Zeng Anmin frowned, somewhat puzzled:
Why are you investigating this case?

"Xiang Wangxian's father, Xiang Donglai, was a third-rank military officer. Although he was no longer in the court, his prestige remained. If this case can be solved, this third-rank officer... will be of great use to my father."

"So after all that, you still want me to do things for you?"

"It's really interesting that he's dragging his own son into playing the same old tricks of forming cliques and eliminating dissent."

Zeng Anmin mumbled something under his breath.

……

The old man remained silent for a long time.

"Snapped!"

Golden light flashes.

A loud slap echoed in Zeng Anmin's courtyard.

"Hi~"

Zeng Anmin scratched the back of his head, and before he could speak, he heard his father's rather exasperated voice:

"What do you mean by forming cliques for personal gain? That's called forming alliances and counter-alliances!"

"What do you know?!"

"If you keep grumbling and damaging my reputation, you'll see if I spare you!"

……

Zeng Anmin silently shut his mouth.

Alright, time to get ready for work!
…………

The morning sun rises.

Imperial City Division.

Zeng Anmin, dressed in an official robe, rode a tall horse.

He did not take a vacation at home, but went directly to work at the Imperial City Guard the day after receiving the imperial decree.

"Second Master!"

As soon as I stepped into the gate of the Imperial City Guard.

Then I heard Huang Shi's familiar voice.

"Xiao Huang."

A smile appeared on Zeng Anmin's face.

"Second Master, you've arrived quite early today?"

Huang Shi walked in with a smile and bowed to Zeng Anmin.

"Come to take up your post." Zeng Anmin glanced at the Northern Capital Academy, which remained unchanged from before.

"To take up a post?" Huang Shi was taken aback at first, then nodded in realization:

"I heard people on the street yesterday saying that you were the top scorer in this year's imperial examination."

"Hehe, let me guess, His Majesty must have promoted you to Chief Clerk of the Imperial City Guard, right?"

The Chief Clerk of the Imperial City Guard is only one character shorter than the Chief Clerk of the Northern Imperial City Guard, but his rank is two whole levels higher.

"wrong."

Zeng Anmin shook his head and pointed south, saying:

"Imperial City Guard, Southern Capital."

"What?!!"

(End of this chapter)