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

Chapter 111: The two countries stopped fighting, the psychedelic flower fragrance

Thunder roared in the dome, deafening.

For a moment, the court was eerily quiet.

No one expected such a scene to happen.

Could it be that the Mother River truly possesses spirits? Is the spirit giving a warning?

Is it true, as Mr. Bing said, that the Mother River cannot be moved at will?
Qin Lou lowered his eyes and looked quietly at the old man who objected: "Master Bing, how old are you?"

The old man didn't know why the monarch suddenly asked him this irrelevant question.

He simply hunched over and replied, "Your Majesty, I am ninety-four years old this year."

A 94-year-old veteran, he had served four generations of monarchs. He had seen dynasties in chaos and almost wither away, but he had also seen monarchs rise up and support the crumbling edifice, and dynasties fall and then be rebuilt.

Qin Lou stood up and bowed to the old man. "Master Bing is truly a treasure to our country. He has worked diligently and diligently, serving four successive emperors. Even today, he still devotes himself wholeheartedly and worries about national affairs. He is truly a blessing for our Beilie people. I thank Master Bing on behalf of Beilie."

How can a minister make the monarch perform a ceremony?

The old man immediately knelt on the ground and said, "I dare not, I am terrified."

Qin Lou's expression remained calm, revealing no emotion. He simply said, "Mr. Bing is old and no longer suited to attending court. To protect your health, please refrain from attending court anymore and don't worry about state affairs. Take good care of yourself! You've already done enough!"

The old man may have made indelible contributions.

But he is old and does not know how to change his mindset, which will only become an obstacle and prevent the country from moving forward.

"Ah? Your Majesty..."

The old man looked up, a little confused.

Immediately afterwards, several guards came running from outside the door and carried the old man out of the court.

"Your Majesty, old minister... old minister..."

The voice of the old man who clung to tradition grew fainter and fainter, and disappeared in the court.

For a moment, all the ministers fell silent.

The veteran minister of four dynasties was dragged out of the court by Shui Lingling.

No one could see into the mind of this monarch.

His expression was calm as he looked down at his ministers quietly: "I am the emperor of Beilie. Whether or not to follow the laws of our ancestors is up to me."

"If the Mother River doesn't nurture the people or irrigate the soil, then why is it called the 'Mother River' of Beilie? Why has it earned the respect and worship of the Beilie people for generations?"

"I want to see if it's willing to be chained! If it's unwilling, I'll take away its mother's title!"

The strong and tall king stood proudly before the throne, with a majestic aura, a sonorous voice, a gaze like a dragon, and the power of an emperor to the fullest.

"roar~"

Faintly, behind him, there seemed to be bursts of tiger roaring sounds, which was breathtaking.

As the words fell, the sky became clear and there was no more thunder.

Everyone saw how determined Qin Lou was about this matter.

No one dared to raise any objection.

Qin Lou has never been a pleasant monarch. He is domineering and powerful.

The temperature in the court gradually rose.

The Tiger King looked coldly at the ministers below: "Everyone, what disappoints me most is that I heard this strategy from a minister of an enemy country, not from anyone present here."

For a moment, all the ministers were silent and lowered their heads, not daring to meet the emperor's gaze.

Qin Lou was warning everyone.

If someone among them had come up with this plan earlier, why would they have to exchange half of the state for it?
Suddenly, a voice came from the court: "Your Majesty, Mingchen this boy cannot be kept!"

"If you let the tiger go back into the mountains, it will bring endless disasters."

The person who spoke was the minister who had negotiated face to face with Mingchen on the first day.

The ministers present nodded secretly upon hearing this.

Mingchen is such an evil person.

Not many of them were stupid, and after a quick thought, they could guess the purpose of Mingchen's plan.

This person is too dangerous.

All his actions since coming to Beilie have demonstrated his extraordinary ability.

A wicked minister can bring disaster to a country, or he can make it strong.

We must find a way to make him die in Beilie. If we release him back to Qianyuan, he will definitely be a tough enemy.

"Hahahaha~"

At this heavy moment, Qin Lou laughed out loud when he heard this, feeling that something he liked was recognized by others.

"From now on, he will be my Beilie minister and a colleague of yours."

Ministers:?
……

"Your Majesty, in response to the two countries' desire for friendly relations, our dynasty is willing to show its sincerity."

"In addition to the gold, silver, cloth, and other items offered the other day, Qianyuan is willing to cede the nine cities north of the Rong River in Lizhou to Beilie. The two countries will use the Rong River as their boundary and cultivate a lasting friendship."

"I hope your majesty will grant me permission."

The messenger entered the hall and read out the new contract terms.

Mingchen was a treacherous, bold, and unruly man who acted without hesitation and killed high-ranking officials of our country in the enemy's court.

This move was unacceptable to both the enemy and his own people. But this man was still alive and well, and even exceeded the task.

The envoys were stunned when they heard the contract terms Mingchen received when he returned. It was simply unbelievable and no one believed that he could do this.

But he just wants to do well.

Everything has been discussed, and at this moment Mingchen, as the main messenger of everything, did not speak, and another envoy spoke instead.

However, everyone's focus was not on the preaching envoy.

The ministers in the court looked inconspicuously at the young man with a relaxed expression at the end of the team.

The wild and unruly young man who shocked people when he first appeared.

Everyone knew that this evil person was to blame for everything. As an envoy from an enemy nation, earning the admiration of their tyrannical monarch was a difficult feat.

Qin Lou sat on the throne, looked at Mingchen deeply, and then nodded to the messenger: "Approved!"

After the words were spoken, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

From then on, a peace agreement was reached.

The world is at peace and the two countries have stopped fighting.

... "Have you heard? Have you heard? The war is over, Qian Yuan has come to negotiate with us."

"Really? You're not going to fight anymore? Qian Yuan surrendered?"

"I heard that Qianyuan gave us half of Lizhou."

"Huh? Why is it only this little?"

"I know, I know. An envoy from Qianyuan proposed a plan to Your Majesty, and used this plan to exchange for half a state's land."

"Ah? What? Is there any plan that can exchange for half of the land?"

"I don't know the details, but I know that if this succeeds, Beilie will become the greatest nation in the world!"

"Is this true? What's the envoy's name? He doesn't have any evil intentions, does he?"

"I heard his name is Mingchen, and he and our Majesty hit it off right away and became good friends. How could our Majesty not see that he has evil intentions?"

……

In the brothel, some people were drunkenly embracing beauties, some were watching performances, and some were drinking and chatting at the table.

On the second floor of the brothel, women would look away from time to time.

A handsome young man, a fine gentleman in this corrupt world.

Everyone likes beautiful women, and beautiful women also like handsome men.

It has always been an era where looks matter.

The handsome and elegant young man held the handrail and listened to the prostitute singing downstairs, but he had a helpless smile on his face.

Sure enough, we still can't underestimate others.

He was tricked by the tyrannical monarch.

The contract was reached, and the envoys and the princess except Mingchen returned.

In just a few days, Mingchen's story had spread throughout Qingcang City, and the rumors painted a very good picture of him.

There were also many artistically processed versions of the story, including one about how he and Qin Lou hit it off immediately and became close friends; one about how he was originally from Beilie and was sent to Qianyuan as a spy; one about how he was concerned for the people of Beilie...

Although he is not a native of the country, the people of Beilie have a high degree of favorability towards him.

If we think about it from another perspective, we can imagine what the situation is like on Qianyuan's side.

Qin Lou was really determined not to let him go.

"Sir, what is the room upstairs used for?"

The bird stood on the palm of his hand and asked him curiously.

Although Mingchen always talks big, he actually doesn't like visiting brothels. Yueyang has been there three or four times, but this is Qingcang's first time.

Although every beauty has its own beauty and cannot be compared, in terms of temperament, the puppet beauties here are still far superior to Xiao Xinyue and Ling Yu.

It's hard to possess a temperament that's charming but not coquettish. Mingchen doesn't like the way pretty girls flirt with customers. The so-called "Oiran" is just that, but it's nice to listen to some music.

The little bird wanted to see the world, but Mingchen never allowed her to fly up to see what the dignitaries who were surrounding the beauty were doing.

Mingchen poked her little head and said, "Don't be so curious, kid. You'll get stye if you look at it. Be good, Fuyao~ Let's not look at it. I'll tell you what's on it later."

"What are you doing here, sir?"

The little bird blinked its eyes, looked at the scene of the beautiful girls downstairs, and asked Mingchen.

Mingchen shrugged. "Come here and wait to see if the Vixen and the Brothel poetry duet quest has been refreshed."

The reality is regrettable.

The courtesan appeared today, wearing a veil and dancing charmingly, attracting wealthy nobles to spend a lot of money. She has a delicate figure and pretty eyes, but she is obviously not a monster.

As for the plots of couplets and poems, people in Beilie don't like to use poetry, so there is no need to talk about them.

"what?"

The little bird tilted its head and looked at its master in a daze.

The young master always says some strange things that are hard to understand.

And at this moment,
Suddenly, the scent of peach blossoms wafted towards me on a gentle breeze. Invisible pollen drifted on the nameless wind, spreading throughout the brothel.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire brothel seemed to have changed and become a little weird.

The men and women in the brothel are there to pursue their desires.

At this moment, their eyes seemed even more intoxicated. The woman's eyes were hazy, and her behavior became more charming and seductive, leaning in the man's arms. The man's face was also flushed, and his eyes were eager.

Today will surely be a day of continuous artillery fire.

Even the music played by the courtesans on the stage seemed a little tiresome.

Mingchen and Fuyao were both stunned and exchanged glances.

A refreshing fragrance fills my nose.

At the same time, waves of tender calls came from deep in my heart.

"Take me away~"

"Take me away~"

"Take me away~"

Like resentment, admiration, weeping, complaining.

It is sad, gentle and graceful, captivating.

It was as if a graceful woman was whispering in his ear, expressing her love. If an ordinary person heard this, they would be seduced and lose their mind.

However, Mingchen's expression remained calm, and he seemed unmoved. Instead, he looked in one direction with interest.

When the Qingxin Pill enters the stomach, the mind becomes clear and immune to evil.

Someone is inviting them.

There really are monsters that have reappeared in this brothel.

It seems that Beilie is also extraordinary!
The people in the brothel were lost in a cloud of confusion, indulging in a life of drunkenness and dreams, and seemed to have no interest in anything around them.

Mingchen passed by others without attracting their attention.

He walked through the crowd easily and reached the back door of the brothel, where guests were not allowed to enter.

Leaving the place of fireworks and fireworks.

Behind the brothel was a courtyard. The moment Mingchen stepped into the courtyard, a fragrant breeze blew towards him, and petals fell and flew in the wind.

The world before our eyes is constantly changing.

(End of this chapter)