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

Chapter 421 "Xuanlun Manor, Officially Removed from the List!!"

"Borrowing troops??"

The Governor of Xiliu was a bit numb.

Looking at Zeng Anmin, whose face was serious, he suddenly felt his throat go dry.

"Zeng Tidu, you mustn't act rashly!"

The Governor of Xiliu even looked somewhat fearful at this moment.

Xuanlun Manor!

What kind of place is that?!
That's also a place where you can lead troops to quell a rebellion?
Yes, I am the Governor-General of Xiliu, and within Xiliu territory, I can be considered a local emperor in name only.

and then?
Do you know that I wouldn't even dare to mess with a second-rank patriarch?

"Xuanlun Manor robbed disaster relief grain with the intention of rebellion. There are witnesses and physical evidence."

"Moreover, the people now know that Dongfang Sheng and Sun Chuanfang did not embezzle any grain or salary."

"It was Xuanlun Manor that did it."

Zeng Anmin looked coldly at the Governor-General of Xiliu's slightly dark face:

"Your Excellency, what is there to hesitate about?"

The Governor-General of Xiliu took a deep breath:

“Zeng Ti came from the capital and is unaware of the details of Xuanlun Manor. I understand that. Now I will tell you.”

"Xuanlun Manor has a second-rank patriarch in charge!"

"How will you quell the rebellion?"

At this point, his tone softened slightly, and he sighed, saying:
"This matter is of great importance. I have already written a memorial and am heading to the capital."

As he said this, a cold glint appeared on his face:
"I believe His Majesty and Master Xu will not stand idly by and let the villains go unpunished."

"We can simply wait for the divine will to descend; there's no need to take such a great risk."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Anmin nodded inwardly.

He never even considered that he could borrow grain from the Governor of Xiliu.

Rather, they wanted to gauge the person's opinion.

It was clear that this Governor of Xiliu named An Jiuyuan did not have a friendly attitude towards Xuanlun Manor.

They even deeply resented Xuanlun Manor.

In fact, it is understandable.

Xiliu is his territory.

As a result, Xuanlun Manor, with a second-rank patriarch in charge, hindered them at every turn.

His grudges against him had naturally accumulated to a great extent.

It could even be said that no one in the entire Great Holy Dynasty wanted Xuanlun Manor destroyed more than Governor Xiliu.

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin's lips curled slightly, and he nodded to the Governor-General of Xiliu:

"In that case, then this matter is already decided."

With that, he turned and walked outside:

"Then I will not disturb Governor An's official business any longer and will take my leave now."

As Governor An watched Zeng Anmin's retreating figure, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He blurted out instinctively, "What are you going to do?"

Zeng Anmin turned his head and gave him a deep look:
"Just wait for news."

"The matter between Dongfang Sheng and Sun Chuanfang is not over yet."

…………

"Are we really going to Xuanlun Manor like this?"

Liu Shishi's expression was somewhat indescribable.

She looked at Zeng Anmin with a very complicated expression: "What's the difference between this and courting death?"

Sima Nan was already fully armed in front of him.

Sai Chuxue also rode on the fire phoenix.

Master Hongji was followed by the young monk Yingchen.

In total, there are fewer than two hundred people...

They don't even have as many servants as Xuanlun Manor.

"How did you end up courting death?" Zeng Anmin glanced at her. "Sima Nan is leading the 'Tizi' (a type of slang term for men) and killing them in front of you."

"Elder Hongji can also perform rites for the dead afterward."

"You will hold the flying sword and protect Sima Nan."

"Within three hours at most, Xuanlun Manor will be completely wiped out, not even a fly will be left."

Sima Nan then added, "Don't even mention flies, you can rest assured, I'll even split earthworms upright when I dig them up!"

As he said this, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.

obviously.

The death of Dongfang Sheng was an insurmountable obstacle in his heart.

Liu Shishi's expression froze upon hearing Zeng Anmin's words.

Then she looked at Zeng Anmin with a serious expression:
"Don't you know what a den of dragons and tigers Xuanlun Manor is?"

"Don't worry, I have a magic weapon personally bestowed upon me by the Confucian sage. Not to mention a second-rank ancestor, even if a first-rank martial artist were to descend, I could subdue him."

Zeng Anmin's face was full of arrogance.

"The Confucian sage?" Liu Shishi was taken aback.

"Nonsense, do you think I'm stupid? Knowing that Xuanlun Manor has a second-rank expert, would I go there with such a small group?"

Zeng Anmin glanced at Liu Shishi with disdain, then earnestly advised her:

"Senior sister, you should read more books in the future. Don't just focus on cultivation and ruin your brain."

"it is good!!"

After hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Liu Shi felt a surge of confidence!

Oh, the sage of Confucianism!
Legendary character.

They have long surpassed the first-rank immortals!

In addition, it is now common knowledge that Zeng Anmin's father, Zeng Shilin, was accepted as the eighth disciple by the Confucian sage.

Everyone had boundless confidence in the trip.

"set off!"

Xuanlun Manor!

Zeng Anmin immediately looked up.

"Swish!"

He drew his sword from its sheath: "Slay the treacherous and wicked! Destroy the rebels!"

"For Dongfang Sheng, for Lord Sun's revenge!"

"Eliminate the treacherous officials! Destroy the traitors!!"

Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's inspiring voice, the men instantly drew their swords and looked straight toward Xuanlun Manor.

"Walk!!"

…………

"Master, the disaster victims outside are all saying that our Xuanlun Manor has rebelled..."

Someone came to Xuanlun Manor to report.

Guan Ansheng frowned, looked at the person who brought the report, and asked with displeasure, "What do you mean?"

“A few days ago, our fleet that was sent out to purchase grain was seized by Governor-General An and his men on the Ganges River.”

"Zeng Anmin, the Imperial City Guard accompanying us, insisted that the grain was purchased by Dongfang Sheng and Sun Chuanfang and was stolen by our fleet..."

The visitor's face was somewhat gloomy as he recounted everything to Guan Ansheng, the current head of the manor.

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Guan Ansheng's eyes.

"What a fine An Jiuyuan! What a fine Zeng Anmin!"

He instantly came up with the core strategy of undermining the enemy's resources, substituting one thing for another, and deceiving everyone.

The key point is that batch of grain.

The disaster victims will naturally believe whoever feeds them.

Once the rumors started, Xuanlun Manor did what it hadn't done before.

Not to mention, they originally intended to buy this batch of grain before Zeng Anmin could.

It inherently lacks credibility.

"but……"

Guan Ansheng's gaze drifted towards the backyard of Xuanlun Manor, a cold smile playing on his lips:
"How things turn out will not matter once our ancestor breaks through to the first rank."

"When the patriarch declares someone a villain, that person will be the villain!"

Ignore the rumors.

"For the next two days, we will wait patiently for the Ancestor to emerge from seclusion!"

"Yes!"

The visitor took a deep breath and was about to take his leave.

Then someone rushed in from outside to report:

“Patriarch!!”

"It's terrible! Zeng Anmin has led the Imperial Guards to storm the village!"

"What?!" Guan Ansheng's expression changed drastically, and he stood up from his chair:
"Okay!"

"An Jiuyuan really can't distinguish between the major and minor kings in this land of Xiliu!"

He looked coldly at the newcomer:

How many troops have arrived?

"Less than two hundred..." The man hesitated for a moment before reporting the truth.

……

The entire room fell visibly silent for a moment.

"How many?"

Guan Ansheng thought he might have misheard.

"two hundred."

...He remained silent for a while.

Then his expression turned strange.

"Two hundred people??"

"Yes! Two hundred people."

"He...hit his head?!"

"This old servant does not know..."

Guan Ansheng slowly raised his head, a cold smile on his face: "It seems that Zeng Anmin does have some brains."

"He thought that as the son of a near-saint, the ancestor would not harm him."

"Then what is his purpose in coming here?" The old man beside him was stunned.

Guan Ansheng glanced at him and then sneered, "Simple."

"It's just to give outsiders and Emperor Jianhong an explanation."

"So that people would know that the matter of Xuanlun Manor 'seizing disaster relief grain and plotting rebellion' is a done deal, and he has also sought justice for the two disaster relief officials who died."

"So how should we deal with this?"

"Heh." Guan Ansheng looked up, revealing an extremely cold face: "Kill him."

"The son of a mere second-rank sage."

"How can they compare to our First-Rank Ancestor?"

…………

"Die!!"

With the "supreme treasure of Confucianism" mentioned by Zeng Anmin as a safety net, Liu Shishi vented all the anger she felt from being abused by Guan Tiansheng last time.

Various array formations, flying swords, and magical artifacts from the Mystic Array Division were thrown out as if they were free.

Every sword strike takes a life.

Sima Nan was the same; Dongfang Sheng's death had become an insurmountable obstacle in his heart.

Once inside the territory of Xuanlun Manor, he drew his sword and attacked anyone he saw.

One is a third-grade array master, and the other is a fourth-grade grandmaster martial artist.

With these two human-shaped weapons clearing the way, the quelling team advanced very quickly.

"Amitabha."

Master Hongji followed behind everyone, continuously performing rituals for the deceased...

山脚
山腰
These two sections were not difficult at all; the team easily passed them.

After all, the knives of 150 lads are no joke.

But at the summit, they encountered an obstacle.

A third-rank martial artist suddenly appeared.

Although Liu Shishi was a third-rank array master, she could not withstand the punches of this third-rank martial artist.

They were completely overwhelmed and unable to retaliate.

Needless to say, Sima Nan was also somewhat uneasy after this third-rank martial artist appeared.

After blocking one of the third-rank martial artists' attacks, he coughed up blood and fell backward.

but……

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant rang out.

The third-rank martial artist stood there motionless.

Liu Shishi's flying sword seized the opportunity and began to slash wildly.

"Bang!!"

Finally, on the twenty-seventh strike, he severed the head of this third-rank martial artist...

Then the team faced even less resistance.

They made their way into the manor without any obstacles.

door.

forecourt.

lobby.

He killed anyone he saw, regardless of whether they were servants or people with the surname Guan; if they showed their faces, they were killed instantly.

Zeng Anmin was excited by the killing.

He also swung his knife and slashed several members of the Guan clan.

"What about Guan Tiansheng?"

Until the team reached the backyard.

Liu Shishi had to meditate and rest to recover her spiritual energy.

She looked at Zeng Anmin with a puzzled expression:
Why hasn't that old thief shown up yet?

Zeng Anmin shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "I don't know."

"Could it be that they know I possess the Confucian classics' most precious treasure, and are therefore too scared to come out?"

"You were really careless."

Liu Shishi looked at Zeng Anmin with some reproach: "How could you leak the news about such an important treasure?"

Zeng Anmin sighed: "This is Xiliu after all, their territory. Besides, he's a second-rank martial artist, and he has a second-rank array master by his side. It shouldn't be difficult for the two of them to avoid danger if they want to..."

Silly girl.

That second-rank patriarch is long dead.

Your senior brother is also dead.

"Too."

Liu Shishi sighed regretfully, then summoned her blue flying sword into her hand and stood up wearily from the ground:
"Keep killing."

"it is good!"

Sima Nan, now fully recovered and brimming with energy, eagerly looked towards the back gate of Xuanlun Manor:

"Brothers! Charge!!"

"kill!!"

The grapes were thoroughly enjoyed being cut.

They actually felt quite stifled in Beijing.

After all, during many raids, no one was allowed to physically plunder the property; instead, the people were simply abducted and sent to the brothels or exiled to the frontier.

Very few groups could persuade them to go straight in and start killing.

"Keep going! Let's continue!"

Zeng Anmin's expression hardened.

Today, we must annihilate Xuanlun Manor, leaving no survivors.

Only in this way can the charge of "treason" against Xuanlun Manor be substantiated.

This will also clear Dongfang Sheng and Sun Chuanfang of their innocence.

…………

"Bang!!"

Sima Nan threw a middle-aged man, covered in blood, onto the ground.

"What's your name?" Zeng Anmin asked the man calmly.

The man's face was extremely cold; he turned his head away and remained silent.

“You speak,” Zeng Anmin said, looking at the little old man next to the middle-aged man.

“Guan Ansheng, the current master of Xuanlun Manor.” The person next to him looked at Zeng Anmin cautiously and answered honestly.

"Oh? You're Guan Ansheng?" Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze fixed on Guan Ansheng.
Where is your ancestor?

“Call him over and tell him that Zeng Anmin, a descendant of the Confucian sage, has come to take him in.”

"Make him come here obediently and kneel down here. Perhaps I can spare his life and prevent him from looking too bad."

Zeng Anmin sat casually in the chair, looking at the manor owner named Guan Ansheng.

"I have already sent people to the bamboo forest to find the ancestor."

After a long silence, Guan Ansheng slowly raised his head, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips:
"Hopefully the Ancestor will arrive soon."

"You can still speak to an old man like this."

Zeng Anmin's lips twitched involuntarily.

"Huh? You mean Guan Tiansheng is definitely not out of the picture?" Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow, then took out a jade ruyi from his pocket and gently tapped it on the table with a "snap".

"Then I'll have to see."

"Whether it is his innate talent or the supreme treasure bestowed upon him by the Confucian sage in my possession is superior."

This statement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He subconsciously looked at the jade ruyi on the table.

Some even showed signs of fear.

Liu Shishi also appeared calm.

Only Master Hongji stared blankly at the jade ruyi on the table.

His brow furrowed slightly.

He touched his chin and softly uttered a "Hmm?"

"Even with the most precious treasures of Confucianism, one must be able to unleash their full power."

Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Guan Ansheng's expression darkened slightly, and then he looked at Zeng Anmin expressionlessly.

"You don't need to worry about that."

Zeng Anmin looked up at the house, his face full of doubt: "Why hasn't your ancestor come over yet?"

"Master!!"

"Something terrible has happened! Ancestor..."

Hearing the sounds coming from outside, Guan Ansheng frowned and looked coldly outside.

next moment.

His body trembled violently, and his face froze completely.

What came into view was a corpse that was already rotting, moldy, and with its bones exposed...

(End of this chapter)