Chapter 30 I’m going to be an official!
"Huh?!"
A flash of light suddenly flashed in King Jiang's eyes, and he suddenly asked:
"Who?!"
The old man did not answer immediately, but worked hard to regulate the spiritual energy flowing in his body.
After a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
When I looked at him again, the paleness on his face had disappeared.
His eyes were solemn and his voice was weak and determined:
"After starting the formation, my subordinates suddenly felt something in their hearts."
"First there was a flash of Cheng Qi, so he is not very old, around sixteen years old."
"Occasionally, purple aura appears. This is the aura of nobility. It should mean that someone in the family is in a high position, and his status is no worse than the prince."
"Then the green energy passed away, which proves that this person is very close to us and should still be in Liangjiang County at this time!"
After Mr. Qi finished speaking, his eyes became a little gloomy.
In the entire Liangjiang County, there is only one person whose status is not much different from that of the prince.
King Jiang stared at the old man for a long time, and then said word by word:
"Zeng, Shi, Lin."
"But there is only one person who fits the characteristics of sixteen years old, and that is his only son."
"Zeng Anmin!"
Having said this, King Jiang's face was full of murderous intent, and his face was as sinking as water:
"Sixteen years old, eighth level martial arts."
"Didn't Zeng Shilin look down on me and other warriors the most? Why did he let his only son be so vulgar?"
Having said this, an extremely sarcastic sneer appeared on King Jiang's face:
"In the entire Liangjiang County, he is the only one who is willing to spend such resources to push his son into the promotion realm at the age of sixteen."
"Everything is unpredictable."
Mr. Qi only replied these four words.
King Jiang was about to say something else when he heard someone from his subordinates came to report:
"Your Majesty, there is a secret message from Shuidu Academy."
King Jiang raised his eyelids slightly, took the secret letter from his subordinate, and waved it away.
However, when his eyes came into contact with the secret message.
The sneer on his face suddenly solidified.
He didn't say a word for a while.
"What's important?" Mr. Qi's eyes flashed with doubts.
He rarely saw King Jiang lose his temper.
King Jiang looked extremely gloomy, glanced at the remains of the magic circle on the ground, and said nothing.
He handed over the secret message in his hand.
Mr. Qi reached out and took the secret letter. When he read the contents clearly, his whole body trembled slightly, and his old face turned white.
Then he looked down at the compass on his waist in disbelief, and quickly moved his gaze to the remains of the formation on the ground.
"This..."
His lips were trembling.
"Mr. Qi's harmful formation is best used sparingly in the future."
King Jiang sneered, turned around and left.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the spirit stone supporting the formation made a "bang" sound when his feet touched it.
Kick the spirit stone very far.
After King Jiang left, Mr. Qi's face was still dull.
Then his withered face began to become distorted, and his voice almost bled:
"Old thief Xu!! You really had no good intentions when you taught me this formation!"
"Wow~"
The secret letter fell from Mr. Qi's hand and slowly floated on the ground in the wind.
The candlelight flickered, and the words on the paper could be faintly seen.
"Zeng Shilin's only son, Zeng Anmin, was so beautiful in Confucianism and Taoism that he entered the seventh-grade Purple Mansion within five days."
…………
Governor's Mansion, in Dad's study.
Zeng Anmin was playing with the jade plate on his father's desk at this time, with a look of solemnity on his face, and his red phoenix eyes fell on the father opposite him.
Zeng Shilin, who was opposite him, suddenly sat upright and asked in a deep voice:
"Prince Jiang's Mansion?"
Zeng Anmin nodded slowly, his voice determined:
"Why did I lie to you? It's definitely Prince Jiang's Mansion."
"Hoo~"
Zeng Shilin's face suddenly showed a cold look, but he was not in a hurry to speak, he just thought about it intently.
"Student Zhang Lun, attendant of Xuanjing Division, Prince Jiang's Mansion, survey of dragons..."
His voice became deeper every time he heard someone's name.
After a long time, the father slowly raised his eyes:
"No one can know about this."
"I will handle it myself at Prince Jiang's Mansion."
"Understood."
Zeng Anmin nodded in response, then looked at his father and said with a smile:
"There's one more thing." "Say."
Dad frowned slightly when he saw Zeng Anmin smiling like a little fox.
"I don't want to go to college anymore. I want to be an official."
Zeng Anmin scratched his head, looked at his father, and said with a very serious face:
"I dare not even think about the first and second grades, and the whole third grade?"
As soon as these words came out, Dad almost choked on his saliva.
"Be an official?! Return to the third rank?!"
Zeng Shilin frowned: "Did you hit your head?!"
"Look what this is saying! What's wrong with me, a Confucian and Taoist genius who entered the seventh rank in five days, and became a third-rank official? Yesterday Aunt Lin said that the child has the appearance of a chief minister!"
Zeng Anmin's face was filled with pride.
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"This is absolutely impossible!"
The father was too lazy to pay attention to this stupid son, he stood up slowly and said impatiently:
"Let's study well at home."
After saying that, he got up and walked outside.
"Dad!"
Zeng Anmin naturally refused to let Zeng Shilin go. He grabbed his father's sleeve and said calmly:
"I'm not joking with you anymore. I plan to enter the Xuanjing Department. You can give me a few grades."
Zeng Anmin has never been passive.
Now that we know that the current enemy is Prince Jiang's Mansion.
Then take the initiative.
Entering the Xuanjing Division is the first step in his plan.
He was just an unfavored prince. Zeng Anmin had at least ten ways to bring him down.
This is by no means a boast. Who made our father the governor of Feng Qilu, a feudal official with military power? !
"Why do you want to become an official so much?"
The father also saw that his son meant what he said and was not joking.
"Want to help you."
In front of his own father, Zeng Anmin never told lies, he looked at him calmly:
"Brother Tongyu's death made my son feel that there is too much darkness and filth in this world, and we can't control other places. If those bastards are still allowed to cause trouble in Liangjiang County, won't we lose our father's reputation?!"
These words were extremely serious, and of course they were said after careful consideration.
According to Dad’s character, after hearing this, even if he didn’t say it, he was definitely happy in his heart!
Unexpectedly, dad’s voice was extremely stern:
"How can the dangers of officialdom be such a child's play?"
"No matter what the official position is, no matter where you are, being an official is for the people and for the king! Not for me!!"
Zeng Anmin didn't expect his father's reaction to be so big.
He was silent for a while, then looked out the window and said in a heavy voice:
"Thanks to Black Cat Wufu for Zhang Lun's case this time, if not, wouldn't the murderer still be at large now?"
In addition to saying this sincerely, it also means testing.
"Absurd!!"
When Dad heard this, he reached out and slapped the table hard, making a "bang" sound.
"A chivalrous person breaks the law with force!"
"That black cat warrior is just a lynching man who disregards the king's laws. If everyone were like him! Wouldn't the world be in chaos?!"
The father became more and more severe. He looked straight at Zeng Anmin, his voice was extremely cold, and he pointed at the door with a disappointed look on his face:
"Get out."
"Dad..."
"Get out."
"Oh."
Zeng Anmin curled his lips and took the jade ring on his father's desk into his arms:
Leave dad with the back of his head.
"Pa~"
The door to the study room was closed, leaving Zeng Shilin alone.
……
As Zeng Anmin left, Zeng Shilin sat on the chair silently.
He was seriously thinking about what he had just said to his son.
"Alas~"
After a long time, there was a long sigh.
Dad smiled bitterly and stood up slowly, muttering dissatisfiedly:
"You have no choice but to grow up."
Then, there was the sound of "rustling" writing.
"Qi Wei."
"Master." Outside the study door, Uncle Qi entered respectfully.
"Send this note to the Xuanjing Division."
"Yes."
The sun shines through the window on the fleeting post.
"Nowadays, Zeng Anmin, a student of Shuidu Academy, has entered the seventh level of Confucianism and Taoism, so he is an official of the Zuodian of the Xuanjing Division."
(End of chapter)