As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 380 I Miss You...

"That's good!"

"That's good!"

Seeing that Mingchen, the person in question, didn't seem to care, Zheng Yang scratched the back of his head and chuckled.

"but……"

Mingchen suddenly changed the subject: "There's nothing much to say about my smooth-sailing story."

"The years are long, but what is truly moving is the heroic tragedy of facing death and bravely drawing one's sword to fight against fate."

Zheng Yang was taken aback: "What... what do you mean?"

Mingchen patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Since you like writing stories, why don't you write another one for me?"

"what?"

"Write a heroic story called 'Resistance,' to tell the oppressed people of the world how to resist."

No dynasty can last forever.

No matter how hard Xiao Xinyue worked, she would eventually get tired and feel powerless, eventually stepping down from her position to live her own life.

If she could turn the tide, rebuild the country, create a peaceful and prosperous era, and enable the people to live and work in peace and contentment, then she would have already exceeded her historical mission.

She will always have a successor.

One or two generations, maybe there won't be any problem.

But when it lasts for ten or twenty generations, the once prosperous dynasty may begin to decay again.

The oppressors reappear.

People are always on the path of pursuing wealth and power.

As long as human desires exist, and as long as social classes exist, this will never change.

Mingchen never imagined that the Qian Yuan era could last for thousands of generations.

Establishment, prosperity, stability, then decline, decay, chaos... This is the unchanging cycle of struggle on this land since ancient times.

Wang Huai had made a request to Mingchen.

'Wang Huai' may die, but please let Wang Huai's ideals live on.

Unlike Mingchen, Wang Huai is a person with firm beliefs.

Even though he is dead, Mingchen still wants his elder brother's spirit to be passed down through literature.

When you are on the verge of despair, never forget the courage to wield your sword against fate.

"This time we need to be more discreet."

"Uh...oh."

……

Night falls, and everything returns to calm.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was brightly lit. Xiao Xinyue sat at her desk, quietly looking at the thick stack of memorials on the table.

With the collapse of the Great Qi and the recapture of the Southern Territory, she actually had even more things to worry about and be busy with.

Allocating resources, appeasing the people, dispatching officials, formulating rules... how to repair this ravaged land, how to squeeze out military resources to support the northern border, how to prevent those wicked people from taking advantage of the chaos to stir up trouble... these are all things that require her to work hard and consider carefully.

She is now the emperor, and every small action she takes will be magnified infinitely at the lowest level. She needs to consider the possibility of chaos caused by such magnification.

Mingchen was outside, and Xiao Xinyue was inside.

Unlike Mingchen, she wasn't always able to create awe-inspiring scenes or achieve remarkable feats in history.

But for ten years, he worked diligently and conscientiously, managing the entire dynasty in a subtle and orderly manner.

The reason why Mingchen was able to restore the shattered land and the reason why Lingyu was able to fight on the front lines are all thanks to Mingchen.

Ultimately, the continuous financial support behind the scenes came from the joint efforts of Xiao Xinyue and the court officials.

Turning the tide and saving a nation's life can never be achieved by relying on just one person.

A cool evening breeze blew through the window, causing the candlelight to flicker.

Xiao Xinyue was momentarily dazed, and a strange feeling welled up inside her.

somebody is coming!

Her expression hardened, and she instinctively reached for the hilt of the sword beside her.

But just then, another hand with distinct knuckles landed on her palm.

The taller man leaned close to her ear and said, "Why aren't you resting so late?"

“You’ve exhausted my Majesty; I’m going to hold you accountable for that.”

Reverse Tiangang!!!

When the familiar voice came, Xiao Xinyue froze.

In an instant, her tense body relaxed, and Xiao Xinyue calmed down completely.

She turned her head sharply, and the wicked libertine came into view.

In an instant, joy welled up in my heart, my heart beat faster, and the fatigue from work seemed to be dispelled at that moment.

"How did you come?!"

This person no longer acts; he appears and disappears unpredictably, running around everywhere.

He was initially told he was going to the northern border, but ended up going to the south to resolve the chaos in the Great Qi.

Not long after the news reached them, they had all returned to the capital.

Xiao Xinyue was also somewhat helpless with this guy.

Mingchen gently massaged Xiao Xinyue's temples and said in a calm voice, "Just checking to see if my Majesty has had a good rest!"

Despite hearing this simple sentence and feeling his rare gentleness, Xiao Xinyue frowned slightly.

She and Mingchen have known each other for a long time.

Mingchen understands her, and she understands Mingchen.

Something's wrong with Mingchen!
She put down what she was doing, tilted her head back slightly, leaned against Mingchen, and enjoyed his massage.

With her eyes closed, she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"kindness?"

Mingchen paused, then laughed, "What's wrong with me? Nothing's wrong!"

Suddenly, Xiao Xinyue opened her eyes, and their eyes met. Her gaze seemed to penetrate Mingchen's layers of disguise and peer into his heart.

Few people can see into Mingchen's heart.

Unfortunately, Xiao Xinyue was one of these few people.

She frowned slightly and said, "Mingchen, is there anything we need to hide between us?"

From beginning to end, Mingchen's feelings for Xiao Xinyue were special.

Nominally ruler and subject, they were in reality like-minded companions who would exchange lives for each other, and lovers with unspoken understanding and unforgettable feelings.

She could accept Mingchen's carefree and unconventional behavior, his teasing and flirting with her, his disregard for her status as emperor, and even his enjoyment of it.

But she didn't like Mingchen trying to hide anything.

Mingchen was speechless upon hearing this, then smiled.

Men and women have many different thought processes.

Mingchen believes there's no need to pass on negative emotions to others, but Xiao Xinyue wants to share the burden with him.

However, Mingchen respects the differences of opinion.

He didn't pretend to be profound, but rubbed Xiao Xinyue's temples and said quite casually, "My older brother is gone."

"kindness?!"

Xiao Xinyue paused, then suddenly stood up and stared at him intently.

Who is Mingchen's older brother? What kind of person can be Mingchen's older brother?

The world doesn't know, but Xiao Xinyue does.

Throughout the entire process, Mingchen only acknowledged one older brother.

A villain hated and feared by the powerful and influential of the Qian Yuan era, a hero who stirred up the winds and clouds of the world, and a chaotic person whose merits and demerits cannot be judged.

Former King of Qi, Wang Huai.

Xiao Xinyue was a member of the Qian Yuan Xiao clan, the royal family, and the one who almost had her regime overthrown by Wang Huai.

Their positions are opposed.

However, after meeting Wang Huai, Xiao Xinyue couldn't feel any resentment towards this sincere and persistent person.

On the contrary, I felt some admiration.

In essence, she and Wang Huai actually shared the same wish.

The difference lies in the fact that she has a higher starting point, a broader vision, the advantage of royal blood, and Mingchen's help...

If she were from Wang Huai's background, she might have made a similar choice to him.

After faking her death, she could no longer regard Wang Huai as a rival.

She preferred to see him as an older brother, just like Mingchen.

He is no longer the Emperor of Qi!

He was just a simple and resolute man.

When they met earlier, they didn't actually discuss any national or political matters, and Wang Huai didn't ask her for any promises about ensuring the people's peaceful lives. Some things are better left unsaid; it's all about what she does.

Wang Huai simply chatted casually, asking her the most basic questions.

Do you like my younger brother?

When should the wedding be held?

Can I participate?

'Whose surname will the child take?'

She felt somewhat embarrassed about these things and had never told Mingchen about them.

Little did I expect that the only time we saw each other would be the last.

News came from the front lines that Wang Huai had been resurrected and that the Blood-Clad Army had been disbanded... This left countless people puzzled and unable to understand.

Xiao Xinyue actually knew the answer, after all, her older brother was not dead!
Unexpectedly, Mingchen's return brought her this news.

She pursed her lips, said nothing, and simply stepped forward to hug Mingchen.

A simple hug is like a gentle stream flowing through the heart, nourishing silently.

She is Her Majesty, the supreme ruler, yet she offers the gentlest comfort to the one she loves most.

She knew this person was wicked, outwardly warm but inwardly cold. Mingchen himself admitted this, never restraining his viciousness, indifference, and selfishness.

Even though he said so.

However, Xiao Xinyue also knew that no matter how vicious or cold-hearted a person is, they will always have something on their mind.

Otherwise, the person would feel light and float away.

Mingchen's world is a circle. He is unrestrained, cold, and indifferent to life and death among those outside the circle.

But he holds onto those in his circle tightly, unwilling to part with them or let them get hurt.

Xiao Xinyue also has an older brother.

She will never forget how she felt when Xiao Zhengyang left.

She could naturally empathize with Mingchen's emotions.

"Hey!"

Mingchen knew that Xiao Xinyue was comforting him, so he just chuckled softly and patted her back.

"doing what?"

Life is full of partings.

"I'm not that fragile."

"It's just that some ideas are not clear, don't get bogged down in all this fuss."

Birth and death are the norm in human life.

Mingchen was just a little annoyed.

He's not that bad at handling things; he wouldn't be so devastated as to completely change his personality because of it.

He remained the same carefree, unrestrained, and dissolute person.

It will only take a little time.

Besides, names are engraved on the Immortal Jade Record; who can predict what the future holds?

At this moment, this person seemed to have returned to his original carefree self.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xinyue released her embrace and glared at him reproachfully, "You! You don't appreciate kindness!"

She paused, then added, "But Mingchen, I need to tell you, Big Brother is Big Brother, and Wang Huai is Wang Huai. In Qian Yuan, Wang Huai is nothing more than a traitor in troubled times."

Even on his deathbed, Wang Huai helped Qian Yuan resolve a crisis, for which Xiao Xinyue was grateful and admired him.

But private matters are private matters, and public matters are public matters.

Fate is very unfair.

Some people may be sincere, or they may be heroes, but their glory will never be recorded.

The establishment of a regime must guarantee its absolute sanctity, absolute supremacy, and inviolability.

Wang Huai was a failed rebel, so he had to be a traitor.

Wrong is wrong, and right is also wrong.

At least for now, with the new dynasty newly established, everything in need of rebuilding, and things just beginning to stabilize... at such a critical juncture, it's impossible to clear Wang Huai's name.

There are far too few people in this world who have access to the truth.

Only Mingchen knows what kind of person Wang Huai is.

Extending to all people in the world, there will be various one-sided interpretations, which will cause all sorts of troubles.

Xiao Xinyue greatly admired Wang Huai, but at least in her reign, Wang Huai would always be a rebel.

Mingchen just smiled and said indifferently, "I'm not stupid, I know."

"But don't destroy the Bloodstained Stele in Yueyang City; I want to take it with me."

This was something Wang Huai had asked him to do.

Xiao Xinyue was taken aback: "The monument with the names of the martyrs of the Blood-Clad Army?"

"Correct!"

"Fine! You can take it with you!"

The people below have already petitioned Xiao Xinyue several times to destroy this monument of treason.

At the very least, you should get rid of it as soon as possible.

The Blood-Clad Army were rebels, and leaving such a monument in a cultural center like Yueyang City is really unsightly.

Xiao Xinyue suppressed the matter, as it was a hot potato.

If Mingchen wants to take him away, that would be even better.

"it is good!"

In the quiet of the long night, Mingchen briefly recounted to Xiao Xinyue what he had done, seen, and heard along the way.

It answered many of Xiao Xinyue's questions and provided her with a clearer perspective.

The story of the countless gods and immortals was simply omitted.

Xiao Xinyue was amazed and moved.

He also explained to Mingchen the current situation, resources, and military strength of Qian Yuan, so that Mingchen could make a clearer judgment.

When two people are of one mind, they naturally hold nothing back.

Mingchen raised an eyebrow: "By water, heading north?"

"Correct!"

Xiao Xinyue nodded: "I intend to send 30,000 troops across the sea to the north, from the mouth of the Liehe River directly into Zhenling Pass, to advance by land and water with Ling Yu and attack the Northern Lie Army from both sides. General An has drawn up a detailed route and battle plan for me. I have looked at it carefully and found no flaws."

She stared intently at Mingchen and asked, "What do you think?"

Using unconventional tactics implies risk.

Xiao Xinyue always had some bold ideas.

It may be good, or it may be bad.

Last time he went out to fight, he made a big mess, which Tian Hong noticed.

However, defeats are common in military campaigns.

Xiao Xinyue was not worn down or discouraged.

She still dares to be ambitious.

"it is good!"

This time, however, Mingchen did not question her.

Instead, he smiled and supported her, saying, "That's exactly what I was thinking too!"

The emperor he chose is not an incompetent fool; it's impossible for everything he does to be wrong.

Mingchen, on the contrary, thought this was a good thing.

Now that the internal strife in Qian Yuan has been quelled and there are no more obstacles, it is time to wholeheartedly launch a counterattack and head north.

It's difficult to attack Zhenling Pass head-on, so we need to find other ways to take it by detour.

Taking the waterway is certainly an option.

His previously meticulously planned water transport technology is now finally coming in handy.

"This time, I'll head north with the online army."

Xiao Xinyue pursed her lips, but simply nodded and said, "Okay."

Late at night.

Before they knew it, the two were already lying on the bed, their breaths mingling as they embraced intimately.

Tonight was very peaceful, and nothing unusual happened.

It's just that the distance between hearts seems to have grown a little closer.

The diligent candlelight finally flickered and fell, and everything returned to calm.

Only a tender voice whispered in my ear: "I miss you..."

(End of this chapter)