Chapter 202 Nan: "You must make friends with Zeng Anmin"
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Zeng Anmin heard the prince's miserable scream.
The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he rolled his eyes in anger:
"What? Are you discovered by a clique or are you preparing to rebel??"
"Hiss~"
As soon as these words were said, the prince's scalp was numb.
"Oh! Brother Quan Fu, don't talk nonsense!"
The little fat prince's face turned pale.
As the prince, he didn't dare to touch these two things.
Zeng Anmin said it casually.
It has a great impact on the fat prince.
"What's the specific matter, you're talking about it."
Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes and looked at him angrily and said:
"I warn you that my father will be back soon. If he sees you, he will not give you any good face."
"And according to my understanding of him, after seeing the clothes on you, he might just treat you as air."
The prince's fat face stuttered slightly.
This is right.
Zeng Shilin is the current Minister of War.
In addition, Zeng Anmin has just been enthroned as a county, so he has achieved his reputation as a son.
Zeng Shilin can also be said to be a big shot in the court.
Such ministers can be regarded as the top wave of people in the officialdom in the Great Sage Dynasty.
And such ministers are also destined to cherish their feathers.
In the struggle for the throne, we will not easily take sides.
The fat prince looked at Zeng Anmin with a bitter face and said:
"If you want to talk about this, it's up to you, Brother Quan Fu."
"Asced because of me?"
Zeng Anmin frowned.
He looked up at the fat prince and said, "You make it clear."
"Oh."
The little fat prince sighed softly:
"Duke Tian Ji of Wei will soon return to the court, which means that the Southern King of Jiang Kingdom will be escorted back to the capital."
"The King of Southern is a royal family after all. Although he has become a prisoner, he also has a high status."
"When he is taken back to the capital, my Grand Sage Dynasty will prepare a ceremony, which is equivalent to a celebration."
"What then?"
Zeng Anmin looked at the little fat man without any attention for a long time, and his face was a little impatient: "You just talk about the key points."
The little fat prince took a deep breath and said:
"At the celebration, my fourth brother and I will definitely attend together."
"With celebration, there will naturally be struggle."
"A few days ago, I heard that my fourth brother was prepared for this matter and recruited many students from Qilin Academy to look for my bad luck at the celebration."
...
Zeng Anmin looked at the fat prince thoughtfully.
The battle for the throne.
It's in itself that it's involuntary.
If you don’t want to fight, it doesn’t mean others don’t want to fight.
"So? What you came today is for the celebration at that time, so that I can enter your seat and be a guest?"
Zeng Anmin raised his eyebrows and looked at the prince.
"Brother Quan Fu, how could he say this? With my relationship, what kind of guests are not guests? You will participate in the celebration as Zeng County."
The little fat prince quickly complimented.
Then he smiled bitterly:
"Of course I don't think I can suppress my fourth brother, but I just hope that you will be exposed by the limelight."
...
A good move to use force to fight.
Zeng Anmin understood the little fat prince’s thoughts.
He came today to bring himself a message.
That is to prepare yourself for the celebration of the Southern King's Abbott Jing.
Wait until the day of celebration, let yourself show off.
By then, even the fat prince will not be as good as the fourth prince.
Emperor Jianhong only pays attention to himself and does not care about these details.
"Yeah..."
Zeng Anmin touched his chin.
"Then you talk about it first. What kind of limelight will be revealed at the celebration then?"
"This..."
The prince's face froze slightly.
He laughed dryly: "Every time the Beijing celebration is different, the poems, songs and essays are still drinking orders, or the officials dance swords and guns in front of them... This is not good..."
"Oh."
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched:
"What you mean is that you don't know what it is, just want me to help you deal with the Fourth Prince. Is that what it means?"
A few drops of sweat oozed out of the prince's forehead.
"I definitely don't think so!" He raised his fat hand and swore to Zeng Anmin with a firm word:
"I have always regarded Brother Quan as a friend, and friends help each other..."
"Okay, okay."
Zeng Anmin waved his hand impatiently:
"I know what you mean, hurry up and leave. If you can help you, I can help you. If I can't help, I can't help you."
As he said that, he wanted to open the door to drive people away.
His hand touched the door.
The door was pushed open by an external force.
Then he saw Zeng Shilin's expressionless face.
"Dad?"
"Why did you come back so early today?"
Zeng Anmin and Zeng Shilin looked at each other.
"There are not much official duties in the yamen today." Zeng Shilin was also a little surprised to meet Da Haoer at the doorstep. After stepping into the threshold, he turned his head and glanced at Zeng Anmin and asked:
"Where are you? Is the Imperial College so early to release the yamen?"
"I'm sorry, what can I do if I am the chief of the Imperial College? Now I was called to the Tianshi Mansion by Miss Sai from the Xuan Formation Division."
Zeng Anmin answered casually.
"I've met Uncle Zeng."
The prince looked at Xiang Zeng Shilin innocently.
Hear this sound.
Zeng Shilin's body shook violently.
He slowly looked to the side.
The little fat prince and Zeng Shilin looked at each other.
For a moment, the yard fell into silence.
"Ahem."
Zeng Shilin looked up expressionlessly and looked left and right with confusion:
"As old, my ears are not working."
He said to himself, as if he had not seen the prince, he walked towards the depths of the mansion:
"Strange... Why are you still listening..."
As he said that, his pace began to speed up, and in a short while, he disappeared in front of the two of them.
"This..."
Looking at Zeng Shilin's back, the bitter smile on the little fat prince's face was very strong.
"What am I saying?"
Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes and said, "My father is so cautious. If you come in the prince's uniform, he will definitely argue with you, but you are wearing this outfit today... He will definitely hide from you. .”
"Go away quickly. If you stay here for a long time, my dad might even take his anger on me."
"Okay."
A look of depression appeared on the face of the fat prince.
Before leaving, he looked at Zeng Anmin with hope:
"Above the celebration, will you take action?"
"See, let's go."
"Bang!"
Zeng Anmin directly closed the door.
Then he turned toward his yard.
really.
He saw a familiar figure waiting early at the door of his yard.
"Dad."
Zeng Anmin sighed and headed towards the yard.
Zeng Shilin turned around lightly, turned his eyes twice on Zeng Anmin, and then asked:
"Leave?"
"Let's go."
Zeng Anmin naturally knew that his father was talking about the fat prince.
"Yeah."
Zeng Shilin's eyes became deeper and deeper: "You have to deal with the relationship with the prince properly."
"It's no longer as before."
"You are already a county in the fifth rank of the court, and you are also the chief secretary of the Imperial College in the seventh rank."
"Be a little vigilant."
"Your Majesty is in his prime now, so there is no need to rush to take the team." "Okay, Dad, I know." Zeng Anmin was speechless.
He sighed and looked at Zeng Shilin and said, "I am only full of imperial examinations now."
"As for other things, let's talk about it first."
"Yeah."
"It is best to deal with the relationship between everyone in the North Korea and China to make it easier to grasp the strengths of this. It is extremely difficult to grasp, so take it step by step."
After Zeng Shilin finished speaking, he walked out of the courtyard.
Soon, it disappeared in the yard.
Zeng Anmin looked at his father's back.
A hint of doubt emerged in my mind.
Why do you feel that my father’s tone has changed a little these days?
Teach yourself everything...
It's different from before.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
...
at night.
Zeng Anmin lies on the bed.
His eyes were straight at the moonlight outside the window.
His house occupies a great land area.
Every time the window opens, you can see the bright moon outside the window.
"How should Confucianism and Taoism be promoted to the fourth rank?"
"Little Question, how to inspire me?"
A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
"Also, what secret is hidden in Qin Yuan's death?"
"Dad, can you say anything in your plan? But he doesn't want to say this plan?"
On this night.
His mind kept thinking.
After a long time.
He sighed:
"If you want to know my father's plan, I must be promoted to the level of President Qin."
"Fourth grade Confucianism and Taoism."
His eyes slowly became firm.
"Then let's crack my dad's plan by being promoted to the fourth rank."
"Sleep!!"
He turned over and prepared to close his eyes.
Then I felt a strange thing coming from my sea of consciousness.
"Huh?"
Zeng Anmin suddenly opened his eyes.
The true meaning of the dragon map?
The thought moves.
He had already arrived in the space of consciousness sea.
Space of sea of consciousness.
The huge phantom of the dragon map will separate left and right.
On the left is Confucianism and Taoism with righteous spirit.
On the right is the aura of martial arts.
Each of them flows in their bodies.
No affection between each other.
The phantom of the Dragon Exploration is like a wall, isolating the two types of qi.
【Dao: Bei, are you here? 】
road?
Zeng Anmin's eyes were slightly stunned.
In his impression, Dao has always been taciturn.
He actually took the initiative to look for himself at this time?
What did he ask for himself?
Zeng Anmin hesitated for a moment, then slowly wrote on the picture:
[Bei: What's wrong? 】
Follow him to write.
The space of consciousness was quiet for a while.
Zeng Anmin waited for several breaths.
Wait a little impatient.
Then the font that emerged:
[Tao: In a few days, I want to go down the mountain to storm and storm the demons, so I have to go to the Northern Holy Dynasty. 】
Um?
Zeng Anmin saw this sentence.
The eyes narrowed slightly.
Although it's just a sentence.
But Zeng Anmin saw two information from it.
First, the way is to go down the mountain to slay the demon, and the place where the demons are scattered is the Holy Dynasty?
Second, if you listen to what he meant, maybe you were asking for your own help? Or do you want to base the offline base?
He remained silent, thought for a while, and wrote on the picture:
[Bei: Demon? What demon? 】
[Tao: This is the secret of our master, and it is not convenient to disclose it. 】
Oh ~
Zeng Anmin slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Since I refuse to talk about the secrets of this master, I am not asking for my own help.
That is, you need to base the line below?
This...
[Bei: Then what do you mean is to come to the Holy See you? 】
【Tao: Not really. 】
I saw Dao's reply.
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
Then what are you?
You don't come to see me, and you are not looking for you... What is your purpose?
[Bei: I don’t quite understand what you mean. 】
[Tells: This time the demon might have to go to Beisheng Jingcheng. My senior sister in the sect asked me to go to Beijing to visit her relatives for her. 】
[North: Then what? Has anything to do with me? 】
Zeng Anmin was a little speechless.
[Telled: Well, I heard you talked to Nan before that this relative of my senior sister in the sect knows a friend of yours. 】
who?
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
Knowing one of my friends? ?
etc!
I said in the group that I was friends with Zeng Anmin from Beijing.
Well.
In a moment.
Zeng Anmin remembered that his cousin seemed to have gone to the Taoist sect.
So, is my cousin the senior sister of Dao? !
[Bei: Are you talking about Zeng Anmin? 】
[Tao: Yes, what I want to look for is Zeng Anmin’s father. Do you know where he lives in the capital? 】
After Zeng Anmin saw this, his eyes thought softly.
His current identity is Heimao Wufu, and he is still in Liangjiang County.
I have never seen Zeng Anmin since I parted.
Therefore, it is better to say that you don’t know the specific location.
[Bei: I only know the approximate location, but Shangshu Zeng is a little famous in the capital, you can find out by just asking. 】
【Telled: Yes, thank you. 】
I touched my chin.
I feel like this Tao seems to be a little ignorant of the world...
He didn't help him anything, but just said it casually, and he wanted to thank himself...
[Bei: It’s okay, it’s allies to the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and it’s supposed to help each other. If it weren't for your master's secret, I would like to ask if you need help in the devil's affairs. 】
[Tell me: Thank you for your concern. This is enough for me. 】
Just as the two were bubbled in the group.
Another font appeared.
[Nan: Dao, are you going to search for Beisheng Capital? Can you help me with something? 】
【Tell me: You said. 】
[Nan: I just heard you talked about Zeng Mansion in the capital. If you go to Zeng Mansion, can you make friends with a young man named Zeng Anmin? 】
[Nan: Zeng Anmin is a dragon and phoenix among people. At the age of seventeen, he is already the fifth rank of Confucianism and Taoism! It also created a Yuanyang Army Formation that targeted the demon clan in the mountains. This person's wisdom is beyond the ages and is definitely not something in the pond! In the future, we will definitely become a great scholar and may even be promoted to the sub-saint! 】
[Nan: If we can pull him into our Heavenly Dao Alliance, our strength will definitely have a qualitative leap! 】
Ouch Ouch.
Zeng Anmin stood on the dragon siege and looked at the slowly emerging font.
The smile on the corner of the mouth is really hard to suppress.
He touched his chin.
Say... Say... It's right!
Look.
This Nando has vision?
I am worthy of being a member of my Heavenly Dao Alliance. With this vision alone, I can already surpass more than 80% of the people!
And, after the last chat.
Zeng Anmin has already vaguely speculated.
Nan’s true identity should be...the Empress of Jiang Kingdom.
He is worthy of being the emperor.
No matter whether it is the Empress or the Emperor Jianhong.
At least in terms of vision, these two people are not comparable to ordinary people.
[Tao: Well, you are right. If Zeng Anmin is willing to make friends with me, I will test his character first. If my heart and nature pass, I will tell him about the Tiandao Alliance. 】
(This chapter ends)