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

Chapter 72: Leave a picture
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Zeng Anmin raised a strange smile and looked at Bai Ziqing and asked:
"How about it?"

"Are all eyes on you?"

Bai Ziqing's expression was extremely calm, and he observed all the passers-by with his peripheral vision.

Everyone was looking at him in a way he had never seen before.

"That's true..."

Bai Ziqing moved his lips slightly and sent a message to Zeng Anmin.

This was what Zeng Anmin taught him. A master like him must be taciturn. Even if he had to speak, he must not say a word in order to maintain his demeanor.

Coincident with his own ideas, he once regarded Zeng Anmin as his close friend.

"I'm telling you."

Zeng Anmin smiled and sent Bai Ziqing to the longboat:

"Brother Bai, I don't know when we will meet again after this separation. If we are destined to meet again in the future, I will definitely come to Beijing to visit you."

As he spoke, Zeng Anmin bowed gently to him.

Bai Ziqing looked calm, nodded slightly, and whispered:
"Don't worry, Quan Fu. I will definitely come back to Liangjiang County to find you if I have the chance. If you run into trouble in the capital someday, don't forget to mention my name, Bai Ziqing, the capital's number one swordsman."

"Of the six arts of a Confucian gentleman, the one I can help you with is "shooting."

"This skill is a secret skill of our Bai Mansion in the capital, and must not be revealed to outsiders."

"It is a martial arts method. My dear brother, you can only learn from it as a reference, but you cannot force yourself to learn it, otherwise you may explode!"

After saying that, he gently took out an atlas from his arms, flicked his fingertips, and the atlas slowly floated up and fell into Zeng Anmin's hands.

Bai Ziqing was not a fool, he knew that Zeng Anmin was a Confucianist and could not practice martial arts.

That's why I feel confident and bold in giving him this skill.

This move shocked several people around and made them exclaim in surprise.

"This guy... is so amazing!!"

"See? Such a thick booklet can fly up with just one flick?"

"This person must be a god!"

"........."

Hearing the explicit and implicit voices, Bai Ziqing found it difficult to suppress the smile on his face.

He quickly turned around, with his curly yellow hair flying up, and slowly walked into the hold.

"Good brother, have a safe journey!!"

Zeng Anmin was really touched.

During the past few days in Liangjiang County, Bai Ziqing has been following me around every day just to learn the techniques of hair dyeing and perming.

During this period, he not only spent money lavishly to buy himself many things, but also told himself many secrets of the capital.

He even promised that if he came to Beijing in the future, he would introduce him to the younger sister of the Bai family in Beijing, who was known as "the most beautiful woman in the world"...

What a good brother!!!

And before leaving, he gave me such a precious reward!
He looked at the ship going farther and farther away, and only slowly lowered his head when it was out of sight.

Looking at the archery atlas in his hand.

The three very meaningful characters of "Falling Jade Plate" caught my eye.

A very poetic name.

There was a hint of thought in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

"This archery technique is divided into nine styles, corresponding to each of the nine realms of martial arts."

Although I don’t know what level of martial arts it is.

But the Bai family's ancestor, Bai Wudi, was known to be the best archer in the world...

It shouldn't be too bad.

But Zeng Anmin put it in his arms and kept it close to his body.

Go home and study it slowly.

"Dachun!!"

Zeng Anmin turned around and shouted.

"Master!!"

Qi Dachun was wrapped in bandages, with only one of his wise eyes visible.

He limped over, leading the horse, and came respectfully to Zeng Anmin.

"Go back home!!"

Zeng Anmin waved his hand and took Dachun towards the Governor's Mansion.

In the current Liangjiang County, my father has absolute power. Since the execution of the King of Jiang, the number of guests at home has increased significantly.

But my father never came to see them and stayed in the yamen every day to handle affairs.

"Master, a guest is coming."

As Zeng Anmin stepped into the mansion, a servant came to report respectfully.

"Didn't my father say that we won't see any guests who come?"

Zeng Anmin frowned and glanced at the servant's face.

It has been some time since he entered the Xuan Jing Division as the left clerk, and he has an air of majesty.

The servant felt the pressure from the young master, and his heart sank. With a bitter look on his face, he hurriedly explained:

"This guest is here to look for you."

"I?"

Zeng Anmin blinked: "Who is it?"

"Brother Quan Fu, it's me."

An extremely gentle voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Zeng Anmin looked up and saw Qin Wanyue standing not far away with a smile on her face.

Her eyes were not big, but they sparkled with the charm of first snow.

A calm mind can resist all the noise.

Quiet, gentle and fragrant.

It is an indescribable quiet aura that is hidden deep in the soul and inadvertently exudes the fragrance of life.

"Uh……"

Zeng Anmin could never have imagined that the person who came to look for him was Qin Shoucheng's only daughter.

What is she here for?

"It turned out to be Miss Wanyue."

Zeng Anmin was puzzled for a moment. He bowed to him from a distance:
"I wonder what brings you here?"

Qin Wanyue still had a smile on her face. She walked with graceful steps, accompanied by the green-dressed maid behind her, and came towards here. She bowed to Zeng Anmin and said:

"I have some homework that I can't figure out. I want to ask Brother Quan Fu for help. Is that okay?"

"Haha, of course you can. Shall we go into the main hall first?"

Zeng Anmin became polite at this time, like an elegant gentleman, with a natural smile on his face, and even his steps were regular.

Qin Wanyue, Qin Shoucheng's only daughter.

After so long, Zeng Anmin could naturally feel his father's importance to Qin Shoucheng.

The dean of the Water Governor's Academy is indeed an important political resource for his father.

You should know that the Donglin Party in the late Ming Dynasty all came from Jiangnan.

If my father could become a prime minister in the future, there would be countless officials who graduated from the Water Supervisor Academy in the capital.

If it can be mastered well, it can definitely become a strategic weapon for my father in the court.

Dachun, who was watching from the side, was a little confused.

No... Isn't the young master usually like this?
"hehe."

Qin Wanyue naturally felt the warm feeling from Zeng Anmin.

She smiled very purely, nodded slightly, and followed Zeng Anmin towards the main hall.

Wait for the two of them to sit down.

“Make tea!!”

Zeng Anmin gave an order to his servants, and specifically asked: "The best Lushan clouds and mist."

After a while, the tea sets were placed before the servants one by one.

Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue with pure eyes, and said in a very gentle voice:
"Miss Qin, if you have any questions, you can ask me. If I don't understand, I will ask my father and then tell you."

When Dachun, who was standing by, heard this, his face became even more confused. He raised his head and blinked his wise eyes.

No... this sounds familiar? ?
Where have you heard it before?
After hearing this, Qin Wanyue's eyes flashed with a look of flattery.

She felt respected in Zeng Anmin's words.

Not to mention, Zeng Anmin is the governor's only son and has the cultivation of a sixth-rank gentleman.

Suddenly, she seemed to see the shadow of her father in Zeng Anmin...

A strange feeling arose in her heart.

(End of this chapter)