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

Chapter 404. One step closer to the third rank of martial arts!
Zeng Shilin's hands trembled when he heard Zeng Anmin's bold words.

He rolled his eyes in annoyance:

"Rebel? With what can we rebel?"

"Without soldiers, without land, without a name, without people, what can we use to rebel?"

"Now that the people of the Holy Dynasty are at peace, who would follow you and do something so foolish as to risk their lives?"

"Do you really think establishing a nation is that easy?"

The old man's series of questions were directed at Zeng Anmin, but his tone was more like he was asking himself.

A glint flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes, and his voice carried a hint of melancholy:
"Soldiers? Aren't you the one commanding troops for this southern expedition?"

"Land? After the southern expedition, the southern mountains of the Wanyao Mountains were conquered... isn't that land?"

"Also, do you remember Lou Yingqi?"

“He is your henchman, currently serving as the governor of Fengqi Road. If we can win him over… then my son and I can once again seize the southern mountains…”

"At that time, it will connect Qinghai Bay to the east and Fengqi Road to the west..."

"This situation of two heroes vying for supremacy in Shengjiang may very well turn into a tripartite balance of power among us!"

The more Zeng Anmin talked, the more he felt that this method was feasible.

First of all, the troops sent out to fight in the southern mountains were all Mandarin Duck Army soldiers.

Who is the current leader of the Mandarin Duck Army? Wu Qianfeng!

That's Zeng Anmin's top disciple.

"As for my name... Father, what do you think of my relationship with the Princess?"

Zeng Anmin stared straight at Zeng Shilin.

"A mere woman..." Zeng Shilin was interrupted by Zeng Anmin before he could finish speaking.

"The emperor sitting on the throne of Jiang Kingdom now is not a man!" Zeng Anmin's eyes burned with intensity, and he took a deep breath:

"There are precedents for women becoming emperors."

"As for the people... the disaster suffered by the people of Xiliu this time is not small."

"The land is barren and desolate, the imperial court is doing nothing, and now the disaster victims are selling their children..."

"After I went to Xiliu for disaster relief, I tried to find a way to send these disaster victims to the southern mountains."

Zeng Anmin stroked his chin, becoming more and more excited as he spoke.

The more he talked, the more speechless Zeng Shilin became.

He glanced at Zeng Anmin indifferently:

"Then let me ask you, even if you accomplish all of these things you mentioned, what kind of place are those southern mountains?"

"After the founding of the nation, everything had to be rebuilt and started anew."

"As your father, I do know something about water conservancy and how to live in harmony with the people."

"But what if the Holy Dynasty's army were to invade at this time? How could the Jiang Kingdom in the south just sit idly by and ignore you?"

……

Zeng Anmin stroked his chin, looking at Zeng Anmin thoughtfully:
"What about uniting with the Jiang people to resist the Holy One?"

"Given my relationship with Empress Gu Xiangnan of the Jiang Kingdom..."

"Heh." Zeng Shilin sneered, glancing at Zeng Anmin before staring at him and asking:
“If you truly believe in the Empress one hundred percent, then what you just said was not about rebelling against the Holy One and establishing a new one.”

Instead, they went south to seek refuge in the Jiang Kingdom.

"Because you know that no matter how good the relationship is, going there will only mean living under someone else's roof. If the Empress had continued like this, it would have been fine, but she has changed her mind slightly."

"What awaits us, father and son... is that there will be no place for us to stand in this entire world."

Zeng Anmin shook his head slightly: "That's not how it is..."

Zeng Shilin sighed and said earnestly:
"Establishing a nation is not as easy as you imagine."

"Besides having soldiers and power, one also needs a dragon vein and good fortune."

"the most important is……"

Zeng Shilin squinted and looked down at Zeng Anmin intently:
"Even if we really want to rebel against the saints, in my opinion, we still need to wait for the right opportunity."

Zeng Anmin was stunned. He looked up blankly, his face showing astonishment.

No... huh??
Zeng Shilin's lips curled into a cold smile:
"As long as Emperor Jianhong is still alive, the hearts of the people in this holy dynasty will not be scattered."

"What you and I, father and son, should do is not to rebel, but to wait."

“You mean…” Zeng Anmin’s eyes flashed with a sharp light:
"To hold onto military power and act arrogantly?!"

"You're not entirely stupid," Zeng Shilin said approvingly, looking at Zeng Anmin.

“When I go to the southern mountains, the Jiang Kingdom of the Southern Dynasty will naturally send troops as well. Given your relationship with the Empress, she might try to make things difficult for me when we establish our kingdom, but she will not refuse to help me stay in the southern mountains.”

"She will naturally go along with anything that can weaken the Holy Dynasty."

At this point, Zeng Shilin's expression turned somber, and his tone became extremely unfamiliar:
"As long as we stabilize the situation, whether this battle lasts for several years... isn't it up to me, your father, to decide?"

“Once Emperor Jianhong passes away, my son and I can head north to capture the dragon.”

"Gudong~"

Zeng Anmin's heart skipped a beat when he saw his father, who looked so unfamiliar to him.

Older gingers are more spicy.

Ok……

My father's few words were more reliable than any amount of thinking I could come up with myself.

“Father, what did you just say about dragon veins and destiny…” Zeng Anmin frowned. “Is establishing a nation really this difficult?”

This was the first time he had heard this claim.

"Nonsense, you don't really think you can become an emperor just by randomly choosing a place and giving yourself an imperial title, do you?"

Zeng Shilin rolled his eyes: "If you want to establish a country, you must first gain the approval of Heaven."

"First, one must establish the capital at the place where the dragon veins converge, supplemented by boundless fortune. Only when the fortune and the dragon veins converge can the national fortune be generated."

"Only when a nation has a destiny can it be considered a country."

"Moreover, dragon veins are not actually earth veins, and they are not fixed in one place. Therefore, people without great fortune will rarely see dragon veins in their lifetime."

"And even if you encounter a dragon vein, you might not have the power to subdue it, understand?"

"Then why can't we seize the dragon vein of the Great Holy Dynasty?"

"Let alone whether you can resist the national fortune derived from the dragon vein, even if you seize its dragon vein, you cannot inherit it. Only its royal bloodline can inherit it."

"In the end, you can only be considered a powerful minister who holds great power. You can control the court while you are alive, but what about your descendants? And your descendants' descendants? One day, the original royal family will take the power back."

"So... do you understand?"

Hear this.

Zeng Anmin's eyes lit up: "Doesn't that mean that if you and I, father and son, establish a nation, this dragon vein alone can guarantee our Zeng family's eternal prosperity?!"

Everything makes sense now.

No wonder he always felt something was off.

The fact that the Great Holy Dynasty and the Great River Dynasty have stood firm in the world for a thousand years... somewhat defies the natural law that the world, after a long period of unity, will inevitably divide, and after a long period of division, will inevitably unite...

You should know that none of the dynasties in the previous life lasted more than three hundred years.

He originally thought it was a world of immortals and heroes, where there was a powerful force suppressing them.

But unexpectedly, it was because of the dragon vein.

Without a dragon vein, you cannot establish a nation. Since you cannot establish a nation, everything you do is without a legitimate reason.

Usurpation? Fight it out?

Didn't I just say that in the end, all that hard work will only make him a powerful minister...?

Hear what he said.

Zeng Shilin's lips twitched.

No wonder he always felt that his grown son's thought process was somewhat different from that of ordinary people.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his speechlessness, and then stared intently at Zeng Anmin:
"What I mean is that everything needs to be considered carefully!"

Zeng Anmin curled his lip and muttered, "Fine."

Just as he was feeling lost and dejected, he felt a surge within his consciousness.

"Om~"

He frowned and released the soul of Guanglingzi, the sect leader of the Fu Sect.

"Who awakens first from this great dream? Only I know the truth of my own life."

After emerging, Guanglingzi stretched and then lazily bowed to Zeng Anmin:
"Greetings to young friend Zeng, greetings to Master Wenqing."

"Enough with the nonsense, what are you doing out here?" Zeng Anmin glanced at him.

"Hehe." Guanglingzi chuckled softly and winked at Zeng Anmin:
"Young friend Zeng, do you still remember the promise you made to this humble Taoist?"

Zeng Anmin did not answer, but just stared at him indifferently.

It was he who encouraged him to establish a nation.

"Actually, I have some information about the dragon vein. I've seen unclaimed dragon veins before," Guanglingzi said with a smile.
“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have advised young friend Zeng to establish a nation.” “You know about the Dragon Vein?!” Zeng Shilin’s body trembled violently, then he stared intently at him:
"Where?"

Zeng Anmin paused for a moment.

Why does my dad seem more like a troublemaker than I am?

But his eyes shone even brighter at that moment.

If we could obtain the dragon vein...

Wouldn't that mean I could also call myself a lonely and isolated person from then on?!
Eight large characters appeared in his mind.

"By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous..."

Which man could resist those eight words?
Awake, he wields power over the world; drunk, he rests on the lap of a beautiful woman…

All nations came to pay homage, and ministers gathered to meet with the emperor.

He even pictured a scene in his mind.

Bai Ziqing, Guanglingzi, Wu Qianfeng... and many others bowed respectfully to him:

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"

"Your Majesty, it's time to turn things over."

Dressed in a dragon robe, he looked at the plate respectfully held by the young eunuch with a conflicted expression.

"Should I choose Wanyue or Gu Xiangnan?"

"Yes, it's been a long time since I visited the Princess..."

"How about we try something new today? How about going to the first snowfall in Sai?"

……

"Hehe." Zeng Anmin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Zeng Shilin frowned, looking at Zeng Anmin with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

"Uh... I just thought of something happy." Zeng Anmin's face was a little embarrassed.

"How can you be distracted in the face of such a momentous event?" Zeng Shilin glared at him.

"Cough cough."

Zeng Anmin became serious and looked at Guanglingzi, asking:
“My dad just told me that dragon veins are not fixed in one place. Maybe the dragon vein you saw back then has moved to another place now.”

“The dragon veins do indeed move.” Guanglingzi’s eyes were filled with a deep and mysterious light. “But this is a long process. It won’t deviate too much in less than ten or eight years.”

"But I saw the dragon vein only five years ago."

"They should still be in that area."

"Where?!" Zeng Anmin's hands clenched together unconsciously.

Just as Guanglingzi was about to speak, a servant came to report:

"Master, Master Hongji from Fa'an Temple has come to visit."

Hear this sound.

The three people in the room fell silent for a moment.

Then they all pretended to be nonchalant.

"I will personally go to greet them." Zeng Shilin took a deep breath, then looked down at Zeng Anmin and Guanglingzi and said:

"This matter will be discussed later."

Guanglingzi transformed into a beam of light and entered Zeng Anmin's sea of ​​consciousness.

After my father left.

Zeng Anmin was the only one left in the study.

He sat in the chair, a glint of light in his eyes.

"Dragon Vein..."

Those phoenix eyes.

The first time it was lit, it was frightening.

That was a gleam called ambition.

Beneath that ambition lies a cannibalistic desire!

…………

"Master, you've come looking for me?"

Zeng Anmin stood up and looked at Master Hongji, who had entered the study with his father from the doorway.

"hehe."

Hongji looked extremely well at that moment.

Since Zeng Anmin's good fortune in granting him the long-lost Lotus Golden Body technique in Buddhism a few days ago, his health has been improving day by day.

Even his cultivation level has made some progress.

“Young benefactor Zeng, I have come today to ask you to fulfill your promise.”

Master Hongji's face remained as kind as ever.

The way he looked at Zeng Anmin was like that of an old father.

"You mean donating money to the disaster victims?" Zeng Anmin's face also showed a smile:

"It's quite a coincidence. Just now when I entered the palace, His Majesty specifically asked me to go to Xiliu to provide disaster relief."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Hongji's slightly cloudy eyes lit up slightly.

"really?"

“I never deceive my elders,” Zeng Anmin said earnestly.

"Amitabha!" Abbot Hongji pressed his palms together in prayer position, a benevolent expression on his face.

“I was just about to travel west again. This time, I can go with you, young benefactor Zeng, so we can look after each other on the way.”

"Oh?"

Zeng Anmin thought to himself, "That's wonderful!"

He originally intended to "feign illness" to avoid going to Xiliu this time.

After all, he had no idea what kind of scheme Emperor Jianhong would plot against him on his way to Xiliu.

But if Master Hongji were with him...

Then his safety would be greatly guaranteed.

"But I remember meeting you before, Master. Didn't you just go to Xiliu? Why are you going there again?"

Zeng Anmin looked puzzled.

“Young benefactor Zeng, you may not know this, but Xiliu is suffering from a severe drought today, caused by an earth dragon turning over.”

At this point, Hongji's face showed a hint of solemnity: "Before leaving Xiliu, this old monk left a Buddhist seal deep within that earth dragon's upheaval to prevent it from causing trouble again."

"Unexpectedly, just yesterday, I lost contact with that Buddhist seal."

Zeng Anmin's expression turned slightly serious.

When the earth dragon turns over, it means an earthquake.

Master Hongji left that Buddhist seal likely to prepare for aftershocks.

"So what do you... think?" Zeng Anmin looked at Master Hongji seriously.

“Perhaps it was caused by human intervention.” Master Hongji’s face was solemn. “This earthquake may not be a natural disaster, but rather a man-made one.”

…………

After seeing off Master Hongji.

Guanglingzi emerged from Zeng Anmin's sea of ​​consciousness once again.

"Wenqing Gong, Zeng Xiaoyou."

"Now you can tell me the location of the dragon vein, right?" Zeng Anmin asked, looking at him.

Guanglingzi looked at the father and son and said, "I saw the dragon vein in Xiliu five years ago."

Westward flow?
Is it flowing westward again?
Hear the name.

Zeng Anmin was puzzled. He looked up at his father and asked, "Why is there so much trouble in a place that produces wine?"

His only knowledge of Xiliu was a bottle of wine that Shen Jun had given him when he was in Liangjiang County.

It just so happened that Qin Wanyue also loved to drink, so he showed off in front of her.

“It seems you have no choice but to go on this trip to Xiliu,” Zeng Shilin said, looking at Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin nodded.

Just about to speak.

Suddenly, I felt a surge in my consciousness!
He closed his eyes and immersed himself in his consciousness.

He saw the Ancestral Dragon Diagram he had drawn with his divine sense, which had already left his sea of ​​consciousness and was heading outward along his meridians.

Zeng Anmin felt a slight surge of joy:
"From today onwards, I've taken another step closer to achieving Rank 3 combat strength!"

(End of this chapter)