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

Chapter 402 I Want a Child
"So, how is Xuan Yuan's strength?"

Everything returns to calm.

The conversation was somewhat dangerous, but at least it ended, and the information obtained put Mingchen at ease.

The unknown is always frightening.

If Xuan Yuan doesn't come to find Ming Chen, it will actually make him a little worried.

Now that the situation is clearer, Mingchen patted the little bird's head and asked with a smile.

Fuyao frowned and said solemnly, "Unfathomable."

The other party didn't even move; a mere glance from them extinguished the flames she was unleashing with all her might.

Their strength indeed far exceeded Fuyao's expectations.

"There's always someone stronger in this world, and there's always someone better. That's why I won't allow you to be aggressive and show off."

Keeping some cards up your sleeve will make you safer.

Just like now, Mingchen has earned the right to speak face-to-face with these powerful individuals.

"Oh……"

The little bird nodded, but said somewhat unconvinced, "Young master, give me a thousand years, and I'm sure I can defeat him."

A thousand years have passed, countless dynasties have risen and fallen, and the world has changed beyond recognition.

But it came out so easily from the little bird's beak.

Mingchen asked with a chuckle, "You've made rapid progress in the past thousand years, while others have stagnated for a thousand years?"

"Well……"

The little bird choked and kept asking Mingchen, "Young master, who is that old Taoist priest?"

Mingchen replied, "Xuan means heaven; Yuan means qi. Taoists consider Xuan Yuan to be the origin of heaven and earth and all things, the 'Tao.' Can you guess who this immortal is?"

Fuyao, who was somewhat knowledgeable, widened her eyes and asked, "Huh? You mean... the Dao Ancestor?"

Mingchen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Maybe so."

There are rumors in the world about five deities and nine emperors who govern all things, but few of the nine emperors have ever been seen.

Was that seemingly peaceful old Taoist priest actually one of the Five Venerables?

Moreover, he is one of the three oldest Daoist ancestors.

Buddhist scriptures say that the Supreme Buddha was a prince of an ancient kingdom who attained great wisdom while adrift in the endless sea.

The legends passed down in Taoism are much simpler. It is said that hundreds of millions of years ago, the world was dark and colorless, and all things had no sight. Without sight and perception, there was no form.

Later, a celestial being had an epiphany and used his palm as a brush to outline the sun, moon, and stars in the sky, dividing day and night, with light shining throughout the world. He attributed the origin of all visible things in this world to the 'Tao'.

This celestial being soared into the sky, its form splitting into three, establishing a celestial palace atop the highest heavens.

These are the three most venerable immortal spirits, known as the Three Venerables, who govern the rules governing the operation of all things in the world.

They are the earliest and oldest immortals.

All things are inspired and enlightened, and civilization is born and evolves.

Later, when the Buddha crossed the sea, the Lord of the Underworld returned to the netherworld, advocating the cycle of birth and death. These two venerable beings then returned to their respective positions.

They formed the five supreme beings in this world.

Each master and star deity has established their own merits throughout history, and they have eventually been recognized as orthodox, forming the complex system of incense offerings to the gods we see today.

These are all just legends and stories.

Legends often do not match reality.

Don't you see, in Xiangmanlou in Yueyang, Zheng Yang is still writing stories for Mingchen!
The earliest record of this legend is that a long, long time ago, a man named Zhang Yuyang found a book of immortal illustrations in the deep mountains.

He then attained enlightenment, comprehended the true meaning of the world, founded the Taoist sect, and was the first to establish the legend of immortals and gods. He himself claimed to be the incarnation of one of the Three Venerables.

These legends have been passed down to this day, but there is a very big contradiction.

That is, before the advent of civilization, these all-powerful immortals sketched the sun and moon, ascended to the celestial palace, and achieved the supreme position.

Perhaps there was no such species as humans back then.

So... who exactly experienced and witnessed all of this?

How were these records passed down?

Why did these later immortals leave such a significant mark on history?

Why did Qin Lou have to go through all this trouble to establish the merit of unifying the world in order to ascend to the Heavenly Palace?
Or, to put it even more boldly... did these so-called immortals really exist millions of years ago?

Perhaps it's all just wishful thinking.

Or perhaps... these celestial beings exist because of the legends themselves.

The legend has been passed down for thousands of years, deeply rooted in people's hearts, believed by them, and accepted by them imperceptibly.

So they really did appear in the long river of history, they really existed.

The cause and effect are reversed; existence and belief—which comes first, the other?

These are actually quite worth discussing.

However, Mingchen did not have the means to travel to the past, nor could he glimpse these realities.

The past is gone forever, and there's nothing that can be changed.

What Mingchen needs to do now is perhaps to focus on the present and play this game that will shape the world's destiny well.

……

When Mingchen and Fuyao returned to Xingtai Pass, it was already getting late.

As the sun sets, the remaining rays paint the western sky with a hazy yellow hue.

A particularly conspicuous figure stood in front of the city wall, waiting quietly.

As the last rays of sunlight faded, her shadow stretched long.

Seeing Mingchen return, she unconsciously curled her lips into a faint smile.

Mingchen originally intended to fly directly into the pass.

However, upon seeing the people waiting outside the city, he paused for a moment and then landed immediately.

"Husband, you're back?"

General Ling, who was lying in bed during the day, now stood in front of the city wall with a ruddy complexion and a gentle smile.

He showed absolutely no signs of illness or weakness.

Having gone through the ordeal of losing her 'beloved', Sister Dai seems much more composed now.

Mingchen stepped forward and gently touched Lingyu's face: "What's wrong? Why aren't you resting? What are you doing out here?"

Ling Yu replied with a smile, "I'm all better now, so of course I came to wait for you."

Now that we're in a period of rest and recuperation, and since Mingchen can handle the military affairs, Lingyu is naturally not too busy.

Upon learning that the soldier was suffering from hysteria and that she was ill, Mingchen went out to meet an unfathomable immortal to seek a cure for her... these were the news.

She came here to wait for him.

Upon hearing this, Mingchen raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but glance at Zheng Yong, who was acting as a guard at the city gate not far away.

Zheng Yong knew he had messed things up, and his eyes darted around, avoiding Ming Chen's gaze.

He is also very helpless!

General Ling is too clever; he couldn't hide it from him.

Ling Yu's 'dullness' was only in relation to Ming Chen.

Mingchen pinched her cheek and said, "What would you have done if I hadn't come today?"

Ling Yu simply looked at him, her pupils reflecting his features, and said matter-of-factly, "I'll wait for you to come back."

She was a ruthless killer, a female general who commanded thousands of troops.

But at this moment, she was even more tender than his most virtuous and gentle wife.

She was simply a wife, waiting for her husband to return.

Mingchen was speechless for a moment, then chuckled, "I'll be back, so don't do it again next time~"

He rudely sized up Ling Yuling's figure, then feigned a fierce tone and said, "Otherwise, we'll use family discipline!"

However, Ling Yu raised her head and glared at him fiercely, saying, "Don't let this happen again! You don't need to hide anything from me!"

"Otherwise, we'll use family discipline!"

Well, this silly older sister is learning very quickly.

Mingchen was taken aback for a moment, then immediately picked him up and exclaimed, "Good, good, good~"

"I'd like to see how General Ling's family discipline works~" It seems like it's been too long since he's had any bean paste.

Even the silly older sister doesn't know her own surname anymore.

"ah……"

The world spun before her eyes, and Ling Yu gasped in surprise.

"Let go! You haven't agreed to it yet!"

Mingchen carried his wife towards the city gate, saying, "Alright, alright! I promise you!"

As the sun set, its golden rays bathed their faces, creating a gentle and beautiful scene.

I wish time could stand still at this moment.

Those hatreds, those ideals... it doesn't really matter if we just let them go.

Ling Yu stared blankly at the person in front of her, her mind racing with thoughts.

He couldn't help but daydream to himself.

Zheng Yong watched from the sidelines as the bold and unrestrained leader approached them without any scruples. As he watched their figures disappear into the distance, he couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

He also missed his wife and children at home.

……

That night, Ling Yu leaned against Ming Chen and said, "I feel fine. There's really no need to believe what those soldiers with hysteria are saying."

It was just a nightmare; it doesn't mean anything.

So what if we killed a few more people?

In the dead of night, she would dream of those curses and resentments... She accepted them all, and she was not afraid of any of them.

When she was alive, her opponent was no match for her, and after she died, she certainly wouldn't be either.

"kindness."

Mingchen didn't refute her, but simply played with her hair and responded softly.

"In a little while, the reinforcements from the south will arrive in batches."

"You'll have to take charge then. There are too many complicated matters to handle; I can't manage it."

Everyone has their own things to do.

Ling Yu knew nothing about the Immortal Elder's affairs, nor could she get involved.

Mingchen would only cause her more trouble by saying more; it would be better to let Lingyu do what is more suitable for her.

Ling Yu smiled upon hearing this: "Okay~"

"The earliest leader was Zhang Yuesheng, do you know him?"

“I recognize him. He was one of my generals when we attacked Luzhou.”

Mingchen nodded: "Mm~"

"Now that the three passes have been recaptured, everyone's mindset may be different. At this time, it is easy for people to become arrogant and scheming against each other, so you should be careful."

Mingchen and Xiao Xinyue's ambition lies in a wider world, but not everyone has such great ambitions.

Now that we have passed the three passes, the country is stable.

There are always some people who can only share hardship but not prosperity.

"Bei Lie will certainly not give up after suffering this setback. With a major battle imminent, we must not underestimate the enemy or let our guard down."

Bei Lie suffered repeated setbacks, with its generals dying and its army falling, gradually allowing Qian Yuan to reverse its decline.

Next, the main force of the Qian Yuan army will return to reinforce the northern border. Bei Lie will probably go all in to decide the final outcome for both sides.

Ling Yu nodded: "I understand."

Are you leaving again?

"Hmm... Don't worry, nothing urgent this time. I'm going home for a bit and will be back soon."

"Good~"

Ling Yu never stopped Ming Chen's decisions; she would simply nod reassuringly and say, "I'll wait for you."

Mingchen lowered his eyes and smiled, "Okay~"

"Just don't stand foolishly in front of the city wall like you did today."

"Then don't worry about it~"

"Oh my? My wife has grown quite bold these past few days!"

"Ha! You villain, stop your arrogance!"

The flickering candlelight was extinguished by the wind.

The struggle between families and nations, the rise and fall of the world—that is a matter for the future.

Focus on what's in front of you, and enjoy the present moment.

Night has fallen, and the full moon shines brightly.

Her bright, moist eyes shone especially in the darkness. Ling Yu breathed softly, embraced the person beside her, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Husband, I want a child, your child."

Mingchen was resurrected from the dead, slaughtered countless people, repelled 100,000 troops, and fell into a deep sleep for several days. Her state of mind was in turmoil.

And finally, he rediscovered himself in the quagmire of hatred.

She chose to reconcile with herself, who carried too much hatred.

As the years have passed, that sixteen-year-old boy is now twenty-four.

People of this era have a profound attachment to inheritance and the continuation of traditions.

In the vast Anguo Duke's mansion, there was no sound of children laughing, and the family had no heir. Ling Yu had been willful for so long, and Ming Chen had never urged her to stop. Even the elders of Ming Chen's family had never spoken ill of her...

Ling Yu believes she is not qualified.

After this battle, they established their dominance over the world.

The story of General Ling Yu ends here; she didn't care about any of the glory or merit.

Instead, it was the wife of the Duke of Anguo, the mother of the Ming family's child.

"After this battle is over, we..."

Ling Yu's eyes shone brightly, filled with longing for a better future.

But then, her lips were kissed.

Mingchen quickly interrupted his silly older sister's dangerous flag.

Continue dipping the beans.

Mingchen kept asking her, "Sister, have you decided what to name our child?"

Ling Yu exhaled, her eyebrows curving into a smile as she looked at him: "Didn't you say that after seeing me, you even thought of a name for the child? What, you forgot?"

"Forehead……"

How can you take sweet talk seriously!
Mingchen, having his past frivolous words exposed by Lingyu, couldn't help but give her a vicious jab.

"Forehead……"

Ling Yu grunted, but still teased Ming Chen, saying, "How about naming a boy Ming Wudi? It's an idea Zhang Ruier gave me. Do you like it? Our Duke Anguo is invincible, and so is I!"

Mingchen: ...

I'll tell you to stop learning bad things from that unlucky girl.

"not so good!"

"If it's a girl, name her Mingli. Make sure she's well-mannered and knowledgeable, and not like her father, who was unrestrained, willful, and dissolute... um... otherwise, she'll never be able to get married..."

Upon hearing this, Mingchen glared fiercely at the still-provoking woman: "Fine, fine, General Ling, so this is how you see me, is that it?! Today it's time to assert my authority as your husband. So what if I can't get married?! I'll keep supporting you even if you can't get married!"

"Yeah~"

The dipping of beans woke up the birds that were sleeping nearby.

A delicate arm rested on Mingchen's shoulder: "Young Master, I want one too!"

"What do you want?"

"My child~ I want a child too, hee hee!"

Mingchen: ...

If Teacher Xu Xian can do it, he should be able to do it too.

(End of this chapter)