My Father Is a Confucian Saint, But the System Insists I Become a Crude Martial Artist
Chapter 77

I Finally Counted as One of the Best!

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When Princess Wencheng of the Jiang Kingdom used a single "Chu Lao" to crush the Jiangnan scholars of the Great Sage Dynasty until they could not lift their heads,

Zeng Anmin's "Two Rivers Rhapsody" suddenly emerged.

For no apparent reason, in just two short days, it spread outward like a plague.

Now, everyone throughout Fengqi Road was full of praise for Zeng Anmin's poetic talent.

Some even claimed that Zeng Anmin's "Two Rivers Rhapsody" could, by itself, suppress the Jiang Kingdom literary world for fifty years...

Who knew what would happen once it reached the Jiang Kingdom after some time...

Whenever a subordinate praised Zeng Anmin, Zeng Shilin always remained calm and waved dismissively.

"Rumors from outside are false nine times out of ten. There is no need to pay them any heed."

Yet it was precisely this sort of answer that stirred even more discussion.

Only after the officials had left,

did Father reveal a smile, his gaze unfocused with emotion.

The best way to protect his eldest son's identity as the Black Cat Martial Artist

was to make his reputation as a Confucian genius resound completely.

The protagonist of all that heated discussion, Zeng Anmin,

was currently standing on the deck of a great ship.

Shen Jun and Dachun stood respectfully at his side.

The breeze lightly lifted a strand of hair before Zeng Anmin's forehead, revealing the young man's vigor and frankness.

"Stone Mountain lies ahead."

It was rare for Shen Jun to be this close to Zeng Anmin. In a respectful voice, he pointed toward a mountain peak faintly emerging in the distance.

"Oh."

Zeng Anmin looked into the distance, a trace of lightness rising in his heart.

The royal families of both the Northern Sacred Dynasty and the Jiang Kingdom possessed a copy of

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