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

Chapter 433 Operation! Let's get started!! Wang Dong, prepare to die!
"By order of the Crown Prince, the Grand Assembly of Strategists is officially commenced!!"

It started with a loud shout.

The symposium, spearheaded by Master Xu and jointly discussed with Dean Shi of Qilin Academy, has begun.

The number of attendees at this conference was less than 10,000.

This is because the preparations for the conference were rather rushed.

The historians responsible for recording the proceedings of the conference were already prepared.

At this moment, the chubby Crown Prince Wang Yuanzhen had a solemn gaze, and with the dragon robe as a backdrop, he naturally exuded an air of authority without anger.

The Crown Prince and his officials were protected by imperial guards in layers upon layers.

Before the square, students from Qilin Academy and disciples from Xuanzhen Division entered the stage.

"Liu Jin of Qilin Academy versus Duan Hu, a third-generation disciple of Xuanzhen Division."

With a loud shout.

Two small figures slowly stepped onto the stage.

Tiger's face showed curiosity. He grinned at Zeng Rongyu in the crowd and then walked towards the stage.

Liu Jin from Qilin Academy is also a child, but he looks a little older than Hu Zi.

"Duan Hu was the son of the former Earl of Zhongyuan."

"The current Duke of Qi, the grandson of Duke Wenqing."

“The nephew of Zeng Anmin, the Imperial City Compass Commander.”

“He was exceptionally gifted from a young age and became a disciple of Xu Mingxin of the Xuanzhen Division a year ago.”

……

"Liu Jin, although he is only eleven years old this year and has not yet entered the realm of Confucianism and Taoism, his talents have already reached a high level. It is said that he has already entered the realm of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He will become a genius for all ages after he formally enters the realm of Confucianism and Taoism at the age of sixteen!"

People nearby had already begun to explain.

Upon hearing this voice, the audience members who had traveled from afar all looked at the two children on the stage with great anticipation.

No one will look down on them.

"My name is Liu Jin. I have met Brother Duan Hu."

Uh.

Tiger scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.
"You can call me Tiger. My mother said we can't fight. How about we have a game of chess instead?"

Play chess?

Liu Jin's expression first showed surprise, then he smiled and slowly shook his head, saying:
"Although Jin is only eleven years old, his skill in playing chess is already beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"I'm afraid Brother Duan Hu is no match for Jin."

"I've long heard that the entry method for the Mysterious Array Division is to learn the Way of King Wen's Eight Trigrams. Why don't you and I test our knowledge of this ancient and wondrous art?"

A look of confusion flashed across Tiger's eyes.

What are the Eight Trigrams?

He shook his head: "I want to play chess with you."

"Don't worry, I definitely won't lose."

Liu Jin looked embarrassed and said to Hu Zi with a sheepish expression:
"No, no, if word gets out, won't outsiders laugh at Qilin Academy for bullying the weak?"

He then quickly waved his hand, saying, "Let's compete in something else."

Tiger looked at him for a while, then thought for a moment and said:
"Fighting is fine too."

"My master taught me how to fight."

As he spoke, Tiger glared and then stomped his little foot on the ground.

"Om!!"

The small belt around his waist shimmered.

"Bang!!"

Suddenly, loose stones appeared underfoot!

"Hi~"

Upon seeing this, Liu Jin's face turned deathly pale.
"Brother Tiger, aren't you a disciple of the Mystic Array Division? Why do you look like that crude martial artist?"

Tiger raised his chin: "How about it? Want to fight me?!"

Liu Jin shook her head frantically:

"Let's not fight. Since Brother Tiger insists on comparing the art of chess, then let's do it!"

……

"Oh?"

"It seems these two are going to have a contest of chess skills."

"Hehe, you may not know this, but whether it is the Xuanzhen Division or Confucian and Taoist people, they all attach great importance to the art of chess."

"It can be said that playing chess is the fundamental skill for both of these systems."

"Whether Duan Hu of the Xuanzhen Division has a better chess skill or Liu Jin of the Qilin Academy is more skilled, we shall wait and see."

…………

Regarding the rise to power of his nephew, Hu Zi.

Zeng Anmin, however, has already missed his chance.

After escorting Lou Tong back to his seat at Qilin Academy, he led his men to check the order of things.

"Boss!"

Sima Nan's expression was extremely respectful upon seeing Zeng Anmin appear.

"How are the arrangements going?"

Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow and looked at Sima Nan.

"It's been arranged."

Sima Nan's gaze was serious: "We have borrowed three hundred grapes from Bai Ti and the city. As for the capital... we have also arranged for grapes from our Nan Ti Academy to be included, as you instructed. We are just waiting for the order to begin."

At this point, Sima Nan seemed somewhat puzzled:

"I just don't know the deeper meaning behind Tidu's move."

Zeng Anmin smiled and said, "Take your time learning."

"Yes."

Sima Nan didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After returning from Xiliu, he had no doubts about Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin glanced at him and asked, "What do you mean? Have all your direct descendants been properly taken care of?"

Upon hearing this, Sima Nan nodded with a smile:
"The Martial Arts Conference is a once-in-a-century event. My mother, wife, and son are all eager to come and see the world, especially since you personally arranged a private room for us."

At this point, he looked at Zeng Anmin with a smug expression:
"After my colleagues found out, they've been looking at me like I wanted to eat me alive these past two days!"

"no need to thank me."

Zeng Anmin shook his head and patted Sima Nan on the shoulder: "Work hard for me from now on."

"Don't worry! I will absolutely go through fire and water for you from now on!!"

Sima Nan pounded his chest and straightened his back.

"Ah."

……

"Big spring."

After leaving Sima Nan, Zeng Anmin returned to the courtyard on the mountaintop.

His gaze fell upon the man opposite him:
"How's it going? Have you thought about it?"

"Huchihuchi~"

Da Chun was breathing heavily through his nose as he lifted a stone weight.

Upon seeing Zeng Anmin approach, he threw the stone lock on the ground and was about to bow to Zeng Anmin.

"Master!"

Da Chun's simple and honest face showed some evasiveness, and his eyes unconsciously looked towards the ground.

"What about the matter that Wujia asked you? Have you thought it over?"

Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow and looked at Da Chun.

Da Chun took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and then nervously clenched his hands:
"I... actually wanted to go with Kirika."

After saying that, he felt something was amiss: "But don't worry, my dad has already scolded me. I know what to choose. Tomorrow I'll tell Wujia not to wait for me!"

"Go if you want."

Zeng Anmin waved his hand, his gaze turning to Da Chun, his eyes filled with sincerity:

"Although you're a bit slow, not very strong, and not very bright."

"But do you remember what the young master told you before?"

Da Chun was stunned.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening." Zeng Anmin's lips curled slightly into a smile.

What does this sentence mean?

Without hesitation, Da Chun replied, "If I know the way to his house in the morning, I can kill him tonight!"

"A pair of sixes!!"

Zeng Anmin laughed heartily.

Regardless of his actual strength, Da Chun was indeed very loyal to him. He patted Da Chun on the shoulder:

"If you want to go and take a gamble with Wujia, then go! A true man's ambition lies in all directions!"

Da Chun took a deep breath: "Young Master... I..."

"I'll talk to your dad."

Zeng Anmin's gaze was earnest.

Da Chun pursed his lips tightly together, then nodded emphatically:

“Young Master, I haven’t been by your side since you went down to Jiangnan.”

"Although you don't say it, I know it's because my strength is too low, and following you will only make me a burden."

"I'm going to the wilderness with Wujia this time because I want to improve my strength so I can come back and help you!"

……

Zeng Anmin remained silent for a while.

He hadn't expected Da Chun to think that way.

It may sound harsh, but it's the truth.

When he went down to Jiangnan to visit Jiang Kingdom, if Da Chun's strength had been higher, he would definitely have been willing to take Da Chun with him... "I am pleased that you have such thoughts."

Zeng Anmin grinned and said, "Go ahead! When you come back, I'll drag you to the brothel to listen to music, no matter what!"

"Great!" Da Chun's eyes lit up.

Tsk.

Seeing Da Chun's reaction, Zeng Anmin knew that the innocent Da Chun of the past was gone forever.

Sure enough, married men seem to have GPS installed in their brains, allowing them to find the entrance to brothels without any instruction.

"When do you plan to leave?"

Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Wujia has actually been waiting for me for two days. Tomorrow is the last day. If nothing unexpected happens, I will leave with Wujia tomorrow."

Da Chun took a deep breath, then looked at Zeng Anmin and his eyes involuntarily began to redden:
"Young master... after I'm gone, please take good care of my wife and children."

"Um...what?"

Zeng Anmin looked up in astonishment: "Wife and child?? When did you have a son?"

"Hehe." Da Chun smiled sheepishly, "My wife got pregnant at the beginning of the year."

"Then you still want to leave?"

Da Chun's eyes revealed a resolute determination: "I want to give my unborn son a bright future."

"Did you know it was a son before it was born?"

Zeng Anmin glanced at him.

"Of course!" Da Chun said proudly, "It's definitely my son!"

"Alright, I'm not going to waste any more time with you, I have things to do."

Zeng Anmin waved his hand and walked forward.

Look at his back.

Da Chun opened his mouth.

I want to call him "Young Master" again.

But then he shook his head, and as Zeng Anmin walked further and further away, his expression became resolute.

He then knelt on the ground.

"Young Master, I will definitely succeed!"

"Bang~"

Da Chun kowtowed deeply to the ground, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

.........

In a deserted mountain hollow.

"Tomorrow night, I will go to Shouyang Mountain, and you will go to the palace."

Master Xu gently held his whisk in his hand, and his calm voice reached Zeng Anmin's ears.

"So fast?"

Zeng Anmin sat on the large rock, his eyes filled with doubt: "Can't we wait a little longer?"

"Yesterday, I cast a divination for the Heavenly Questioning Formation."

Master Xu slowly raised his head: "Wang Dong is about to break through. If we wait until he breaks through to the first rank through the dragon vein, it will be too late."

"As for Emperor Jianhong... I will go and find him myself."

"Ok."

Zeng Anmin stood up from the big rock and patted the dust off his backside.

"Oh, right, take this."

Master Xu took out a rhombus-shaped stone from his bosom.

"What's this?"

Zeng Anmin curiously took the stone.

As soon as I received it, I felt a chill run down my spine.

He instinctively shivered, and the martial arts energy within his body suddenly froze.

It became obscure and difficult to mobilize...

He narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the stone.

"The Lockstone".

A cold smile curled at the corner of Master Xu's lips:
"All that's missing is for you to infuse it with your righteous energy. Tomorrow I will send someone to find Wang Dong and place this martial arts-locking stone next to him. At that time, you will secretly detonate this stone."

"Weapon Locking Stone?"

Zeng Anmin's heart sank.

This was the first time he had ever heard of such a strange thing.

He feigned nonchalance, his eyes lighting up as he looked at Master Xu and asked, "Do you still have this?"

"Give me ten or eight yuan, and next time I encounter a martial artist, I can..."

Master Xu glanced at him and said, "I have cultivated for a thousand years and this is all I have."

"Moreover, this thing has a lower impact on martial artists with higher skill levels."

“Wang Dong is a second-rank martial artist. If the explosion is detonated now, his cultivation level will drop to the peak of the third rank within a quarter of an hour.”

……

Zeng Anmin broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

This old fox!
They never reveal their hand until the very end!
If he wanted to scheme against me, perhaps...

"I see."

Zeng Anmin nodded.

"Yes, someone will be looking for you tomorrow. You will then travel to Shouyang Mountain with him."

"Prepare well, and don't let this old man down."

Master Xu gave Zeng Anmin a deep look:

"If this succeeds, I can help you rise to the rank of First-Grade Martial Artist."

Zeng Anmin nodded frantically: "Thank you, Celestial Master!!"

With that, he turned and walked out of the woods.

"hehe."

Look at his back.

The smile on Master Xu's face turned eerie.

…………

Silent all night.

The second day's Confucian gathering was significantly more lively than the first day.

As the core disciples of both sides began to appear.

The order at the scene is being maintained by the staff of the Beiti Duyuan, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Zeng Anmin sat in his seat, calmly observing everything.

"Chirp!"

A barely perceptible sound rang out.

Zeng Anmin's eyes narrowed sharply, and then he looked toward the source of the sound.

A fallen leaf landed precisely at his feet, its stem pointing outwards from the field.

Zeng Anmin looked in that direction and saw a figure flash by on a tree in the distance outside the arena.

I saw that figure.

Without further hesitation, Zeng Anmin got up and walked in the direction of that figure.

…………

This is a dense bamboo forest.

Everything around was quiet.

Zeng Anmin walked forward in silence.

See six directions, listen to all directions.

Be alert to everything around you.

"Da da da."

He deliberately made his footsteps louder.

"Have you brought anything?"

A voice sounded.

"what?"

Zeng Anmin looked up expressionlessly toward the source of the sound.

A figure in black was faintly visible beneath the dense foliage.

"Stone."

The voice was hoarse.

"Brought it."

Upon hearing this voice, Zeng Anmin slowly nodded and took out the martial arts-locking stone that Master Xu had given him from his pocket:

"I have infused this stone with righteous energy, and it is just waiting to be detonated."

"Ah."

The man in black slowly emerged from the forest, extending his withered, tree-like hand to take the stone into his grasp.

"Then I will head to Shouyang Mountain first. Please come quickly."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath: "Since Master Xu wants the two of us to cooperate, why don't you show your true face?"

The figure paused slightly.

Zeng Anmin stared intently at him: "This operation is fraught with peril, are you prepared?"

The figure slowly raised his hand, pulled off the black cloth covering his face, and turned to look at Zeng Anmin, revealing a very familiar face:
"I've suffered in the palace for so many years, waiting for this day. Do you think I wouldn't be ready?"

See this face.

Zeng Anmin's face showed some surprise:

"It's you?!"

(End of this chapter)