Chapter 170 Zeng Anmin: Please call me General Zeng.
Qin Mansion.
In front of Qin Shoucheng's study.
Qin Wanyue was wearing a purple dress, her beautiful face flashing with trance.
She knocked on the door half-heartedly.
"Da, da, da."
Her white jade fingers lightly knocked on the study door three times.
"Who?"
Qin Shoucheng's voice came from the study.
Qin Wanyue's eyes flickered twice, she pursed her lips and said:
"Dad, it's me."
Hearing the eldest girl's voice, there was a rustling mess in the study, and then calmness returned.
Not long after, Qin Shoucheng opened the door himself. After seeing Qin Wanyue's face clearly through the door, he frowned slightly:
"Why are you looking for a father?"
"When I heard that my father was going to join the army in the southern expedition, my daughter felt uneasy and wanted to talk to her father."
When Qin Wanyue said this, the worry on her face was evident.
There was a heart-wrenching tenderness on that quiet face.
"Come in."
Qin Shoucheng just sighed softly, nodded, and walked toward the house.
Qin Wanyue followed Qin Shoucheng into the study.
She sat down gently, unable to hold back the weakness and worry in her heart any longer:
"Father, it is too hasty to go to war. My daughter has no ambitions and just wants to be safe for her father."
"Now that I have entered Beijing, life is peaceful, why do I suddenly have to follow the army..."
What she said was a little incoherent.
But the deep worry in his words made people feel heartbroken.
Qin Shoucheng's solemn expression softened a little after hearing this. His eyes looked towards Qin Wanyue's face, and there was relief in his voice:
"This expedition is not considered a big war. With five thousand Yuanyang troops and the eldest princess beside us, my father's safety is definitely not in danger."
"And in this war, my father is not on the main battlefield, so what do you have to worry about?"
"The only big demon in Baishan Mountain is Zhuan Xuan. If it doesn't come, it's okay. If it comes, how can it please him if he comes and thinks his father is a great Confucian?"
There was a sparkle in Qin Shoucheng's eyes.
The face is full of confidence and calmness:
"It's not like you don't know how Confucianism and Taoism restrain the demon clan."
This has been said.
The worry on Qin Wanyue's face did not disappear. She still pursed her lips and looked at Qin Shoucheng timidly:
"It's just...my daughter is still worried..."
"Haha." Qin Shoucheng chuckled. He stretched out his broad and gentle hand and wanted to gently caress his daughter's head.
But Qin Wanyue continued with a worried tone: "I heard from Brother Quan that he will also go with the army during the southern expedition..."
"My father is a fourth-grade scholar and can protect himself from danger."
"But Brother Quan is only a fifth-grade gentleman, and he has never been on the battlefield. If something unexpected happens..."
At this point, Qin Wanyue's face turned pale, she bit her lip, her eyes were filled with worry.
Qin Shoucheng's hand ready to stroke her head was frozen in mid-air.
The smile on his face also froze.
"Zeng Anmin..."
Qin Shoucheng retracted his palm, and Zeng Anmin's smile that deserved to be beaten flashed in his mind.
After coming back to his senses, his face was slightly gloomy, and his tone also had a hint of impatience:
"Following me, and protected by a fourth-grade warrior like the eldest princess, what accident can happen to him?"
"What? I came here today just to ask my father to take care of your assistant brother Quan on the battlefield?"
Qin Shoucheng felt unspeakable grievance in his heart.
Therefore, his tone was somewhat unkind.
But Qin Wanyue seemed not to hear it. She raised her head sharply, with hope in her eyes:
"If your father has this intention, your daughter will feel at ease."
After saying that.
She suddenly realized that her words seemed a bit too explicit.
"Uh-huh."
For a moment, her beautiful little face turned red.
Qin Shoucheng turned his head away expressionlessly, veins popping out in the hand holding the chair...
After a long time.
He nodded in frustration: "I know that my father knows, is there anything else?"
Qin Wanyue lowered her head and did not dare to look into Qin Shoucheng's eyes. She just shook her head:
"No more..."
"Hmph!"
Qin Shoucheng took a deep breath, and then focused his eyes on Qin Wanyue in front of him.
He suddenly said:
"After returning from this expedition, your marriage should be put on the agenda."
"Father, I think your brother Quan has some talent. Why don't you wait until father comes back to discuss it with old man Zeng?"
"Huh?"
When Qin Wanyue heard this, her already red face became even hotter.
She raised her head blankly and bit her lip.
I thought about it for a long time.
But I don't know what to say.
In the end, he just lowered his head and murmured in his voice like a mosquito:
"It's all...it all depends on Father."
"Hmph!"
After Qin Shoucheng drove Qin Wanyue away.
He was sitting in the study.
Just by the dim candlelight.
He slowly looked up.
Revealing those extremely deep eyes.
And a deep sigh.
"Alas~"
…………
Zeng Anmin has been feeling a little strange these past few days.
Especially when studying with sister Qin.
Every time Sister Qin looks at me, she looks like a frightened deer and quickly turns her head away...
Sometimes she would even stare at her face in a daze.
After being noticed by myself, her face turned extremely rosy...
At this time, Zeng Anmin no longer had any thoughts about the "three major illusions in life".
These are just a few manifestations.
It's enough to show that Sister Qin seems to be... in love with herself? ?
This is no illusion!
Therefore, after a few days of getting along, Zeng Anmin's probing hands became more and more unscrupulous...
Say goodbye to April.
The weather starts to get hot in May.
The temperature in the capital is more sensitive than that in Jiangnan.
As soon as May arrived, Zeng Anmin could see that some vendors on the street had already started selling popsicles...
Time passes day by day.
The five thousand mandarin duck army was finally under the leadership of Zeng Anmin.
In the training of Wu Qianfeng, the founder of the mountain.
It’s an army!
As soon as the army was formed, the Ministry of War prepared all the materials at an extremely fast pace.
The speed is staggering.
And Zeng Anmin became a veritable deputy commander of the five thousand Yuanyang Army.
The imperial court also issued armor to him.
Considering his status as a Confucian cultivator, his armor is light and of high quality.
Soon, the day came for the army to set off.
The five thousand mandarin duck army has been trained extremely skillfully.
They formed a mandarin duck formation.
Following the three horses, he walked forward with a solemn expression.
On the first horse sat a female general in light armor.
The female general was born extremely perfect.
Black armor scales perfectly wrapped her body.
On the horse's victory hook under her crotch was a two-foot long spear.
The spear was all silver-white, shining brightly in the sunlight.
Whether it is a spear or a strong horse, they all set off the heroic appearance of this female general.
Her face was expressionless, her white fingers twirling the horse's reins, and she led the five thousand mandarin duck troops forward.
She is the only remaining fourth-grade martial artist in the royal family of the Great Holy Dynasty today, the eldest princess!
At this time, the eldest princess held her head high and raised her chest, stretching the huge breasts in front of her light armor even higher.
"Drive."
The long, round legs of the eldest princess gently pressed against the horse's belly, urging the horse to move forward.
"Da da da."
As the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, two strong horses followed behind the eldest princess.
The man on the horse on the left is wearing a black robe, his face is a little thin, but his eyes are shining.
The beard on his chin was slightly gray, but it still couldn't stop the energetic energy coming from him. He is Qin Shoucheng, a fourth-grade scholar of the Great Holy Dynasty.
At this time, Qin Shoucheng's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly raised his head to look south, with a look of unknown meaning in his eyes.
"Master Qin, I wish you a triumphant return!"
Many students from the Imperial Academy raised their heads, looked at Qin Shoucheng, and paid him the most respectful greetings.
"Haha."
Qin Shoucheng looked at the students, a smile slowly appeared on his face.
On the last horse, a young man sat upright.
The young man has a handsome appearance and handsome eyebrows.
No matter from any angle, you can't resist the noisy handsomeness.
The most eye-catching thing is the red phoenix eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows.
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, smiling from time to time.
Fascinating countless girls on the street.
He is now the most famous young man in the capital, and is known as the Three Jue Young Master.
Zeng Anmin!
Also known as Liangjiang.
At this time, Zeng Anmin felt the enthusiasm of the people on the street, with the brightest smile on his face.
He had a full sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Because of myself, the world has finally become a little different.
The best proof is the mandarin duck army behind him.
The mandarin duck army from his "great achievements"!
Among the ranks of the Yuanyang Army.
The leader is now the new deputy general of the Yuanyang Army, the forward.
At this time, Wu Qianfeng had a resolute look on his face and immediately hung an extremely exaggerated sword.
The blade of the big sword alone was as big as a door panel.
The handle of the knife is three feet long and has a very strange shape, but the bloody grooves on the blade will make anyone who knows how to do it go numb when they see it.
The five thousand mandarin duck troops behind them were all arranged in a square formation.
Between each formation there is a Confucian cultivator wearing Confucian clothes.
The formation has never been seen before.
The strange-looking wolf swords in the hands of the sergeants are even more eye-catching.
This army was silent under the leadership of Wu Qianfeng.
Only taking very neat steps.
People can't help but admire it when they see it.
……
The forefront of the Yuanyang Army.
That is the team in front of the eldest princess.
The leader is the god of military formations in the Great Holy Dynasty today, Weiguo Gong Tianji.
At this time, Tian Ji was also wearing armor and had a solemn face, leading an army of more than 15,000 people, slowly heading outside the capital.
A long line of troops arrived outside the capital.
Tian Ji was followed by three lieutenants.
Next to these lieutenants were two people wearing black uniforms.
It can be seen from the golden lines on their chests that these two people are from the Xuanzhen Division!
"Stop!"
After arriving outside the city, Tian Ji shouted loudly and raised his arms high.
Then military orders were issued at all levels, but within three breaths, the army of 15,000 people stopped outside the city.
"Smell the drum!!"
Tian Ji shouted again.
Then he heard the heavy sound of drums beating above the city gate.
It hits the heart of every soldier.
Hearing the drum is the last time every soldier hears the sounds of his hometown before going off to war.
And here, many people have already stopped.
Rather than talking about the common people, it is better to say that they are the family members of these soldiers.
"Son, take care of yourself..."
"Husband, my children and I are waiting for you to come back at home."
"Brother, don't worry, I'm at home and everything is safe!"
"Just go kill the enemy! I am proud of you as a mother."
……
The common people were searching for their families among the military ranks.
Zeng Anmin was in the team, his face expressionless, he raised his head and listened to the deep concern coming from around him.
It's quite a taste in my heart.
"I don't know where my father is at this time. Such a big boy is going to war and he doesn't come to see him off."
Zeng Anmin curled his lips and glanced casually at the crowd.
Then he saw a familiar figure.
The inverted figure is like Lian'er resisting all the noise in the world.
Standing in the crowd, looking eagerly in this direction.
"Sister Qin??"
Zeng Anmin spoke subconsciously.
Qin Shoucheng also looked over subconsciously.
When he saw Qin Wanyue, a smile appeared on his face.
Good girl! After all, he is still thinking about his father.
Then he saw Qin Wanyue raising her hand and waving in this direction.
In her hand was a small green purse.
There were rough traces of rust on the purse.
Obviously, handmade.
Seeing this purse, Qin Shoucheng's expression froze slightly.
At the same time, Zeng Anmin pointed to his nose blankly: "Sister Qin called me?"
Then Qin Wanyue over there nodded heavily.
Zeng Anmin looked around, then gently urged the horse on his crotch and walked towards that direction.
Not long after, he was very close to Qin Wanyue.
"What's wrong?"
Zeng Anmin got off his horse and came to Qin Wanyue.
I have to say.
Every time I see Sister Qin's face, I will be deeply amazed by it.
"Brother Quan Fu, you must take care of yourself. I give this to you. My mother said that showing off your lotus purse can keep people safe."
Qin Wanyue pursed her lips, her face filled with worry, and handed the purse in her hand to Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin took it with a smile:
"No, Sister Qin doesn't have to worry so much. I can ensure safety on the battlefield with a little care, and I don't have to go to the front line to kill the enemy."
With that said, he took the purse and solemnly put it between his chest.
Then, as if he remembered something, he seriously took out an object from his chest.
"Sister Qin has given you gifts, how can I live up to them?"
"This thing was given to me by my father. It is a magical weapon made by Master Xu Tianshi of the Xuanzhen Division. If the distance is similar, it can kill a sixth-grade martial artist with one blow. You should keep it for self-defense."
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With that said, Zeng Anmin took Qin Wanyue's soft little hand and handed over the small and flaming gun.
"Ah..."
Qin Wanyue's little mouth opened slightly.
She felt happy, worried and reluctant at the same time.
"Such a precious thing..." Qin Wanyue bit her lip.
"Harm! Sister Qin, in my opinion, nothing in this world is more precious than you."
Zeng Anmin's eyes stared straight at Qin Wanyue.
"Well..."
Qin Wanyue took the fire gun, and a rich red glow appeared on her face.
"I'm leaving first, don't worry about me!"
Zeng Anmin got on his horse with a smile.
Only Qin Wanyue's eyes were left, like autumn water embedded in Zeng Anmin's back.
She stared at him quietly.
I can't even blink my eyes.
……
"Da, da, da."
Zeng Anmin drove his horse to the team with a smile.
Qin Shoucheng's face was extremely gloomy. After seeing Zeng Anmin, he gave a cold "hum".
Then he turned his head away from Zeng Anmin.
"Uh."
Zeng Anmin just pretended that he didn't see Qin Shoucheng's movements.
"Haha."
(End of chapter)