Minister's Residence?
No!
Zeng Anmin watched with a broad smile as the young eunuchs sent by the Imperial Court replaced the mansion's plaque.
"Perk up!"
"The Duke has rendered great service to the realm. If you botch the installation of this plaque, even chopping off your heads won't be enough compensation!"
Si Zhongxiao, the leader, stood with his hands behind his back. Before the Duke's Mansion, his face bore a faint... fawning look.
Third Rank Martial Artist.
A martial arts expert in the Great Sage Dynasty, second only to the Second Rank Ancestor, Wang Dong.
Yet before Zeng Anmin, he smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.
For no other reason.
This was the residence of the Confucian Sage's personally appointed Eighth Disciple!
The current Second-rank Confucian cultivator, one of only two great cultivators of the Second-rank Confucian Path in all the land!
Dean Shi was also Second Rank, but he was far away at the border and could not reach the capital at all.
But Zeng Shilin was a genuine Second Rank!
And he had followed the Confucian Sage's path!
Thinking back to that day, when immortal cranes blotting out the sky had arrived carrying the Confucian Sage's summons...
An inexplicable dread rose in Si Zhongxiao's heart.
"Young Master Zeng, what do you think of the plaque installation?"
Si Zhongxiao called for the young eunuchs to come down from their ladders, then walked smilingly over to the supervisor.
Zeng Anmin stood there with his hands behind his back, studying the newly installed plaque with great interest.
Duke of Qi's Mansion
Four words.
They gleamed with golden light, so dazzling that none dared look directly at them.
"Thank you for the trouble, Eunuch Si."
Zeng Anmin nodded with a smile, casually taking a pouch of silver from his belt and placing it