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

Chapter 115: Say hello to His Majesty for me

"Sir, are you going out again?"

The small courtyard where Mingchen now lived was specially allocated to him by Qinlou. The environment was nice, and there were guards to protect the courtyard. They said they were protecting the courtyard, but in fact they were just keeping an eye on him, for fear that he would run away.

but……

This is of no use to Mingchen.

Mingchen had plenty of ways to slip away without a trace. At first, the guards were a little panicked and sent more people, but it was still useless.

Fortunately, Mingchen always comes back.

After so many times, the guards have become tired. Mingchen can leave anytime he wants. Anyway, no matter what he does, he can't run out of the city.

"Sir, are you going out again?"

The burly Beilie man saw Mingchen coming out and asked as if to say hello.

Although this gentleman comes from an enemy country in the south, he is a person valued by Your Majesty, and he should defend him with all his might.

This person was a little strange, with a treacherous and unpredictable temperament, but he was not difficult to get along with. He even treated him to some good wine... It was just that he was unconscious for a day and let this person slip away.

"Yes~ It's time to go~"

Mingchen gathered his sleeves and said to the guard with a smile, "Bei Lie is a little cold~"

The guard touched the back of his head and said with a silly smile: "Oh, sir, this is just the beginning~"

"Brother Li, give my regards to His Majesty~"

He smiled and waved at the guards: "Just say, Mingchen thanks His Majesty for taking care of him these days! Next time we meet, Your Majesty, don't forget to treat me to a drink~"

"what?"

Lord Ming seems a little different today.

broken!

The guard came to his senses, shuddered, and opened his eyes wide, but before he could say anything.

The next moment, in the shocked gaze of the guards, the pure white wings drooping to the sky blocked out the sun, a strong wind suddenly blew up from the ground, and the fierce wind pressure made the copper bells on the eaves ring like torn silk.

"Then...what is that?"

"So... so big!"

"That's a divine bird! Where did it come from?"

"I've heard of it. It's quite strange. It appeared when we were fighting Qian Yuan."

……

The weather was sunny and there was a gentle breeze.

Suddenly, the people of Qingcang City seemed to sense something, and they all raised their heads and looked in the same direction.

"唳~"

Accompanied by a clear cry, white feathers fluttered and shadows covered the sky.

A strong gust of wind blew, and the beautiful white bird soared into the sky, soaring straight up. A human figure could be vaguely seen on its back.

As the white bird flapped its wings, it slowly disappeared into the sky.

The guard stared blankly at the young man as he traveled far away. He knew that everything was wrong.

Beilie Palace, Tiger Hall.

"Don't change?"

Qin Lou frowned and murmured softly.

Before him, Liu Zhonggu lowered his head, a look of fatigue lingering on his face. He had traveled day and night, and upon returning, he entered the palace to report to Qin Lou.

He dared not neglect his work until the mission was completed.

"Xiao Yu still has such vision?"

Qin Lou was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, Xiao Yu, a man without a broad mind, should not have such vision and courage. Could it be that he underestimated the other party?

He trusted Liu Zhonggu's abilities. If Liu Zhonggu couldn't complete the mission, it would be the same if someone else was in his place.

Xiao Yu was determined not to change, which was beyond Qin Lou's expectations.

Since you can see his talent, why do you only assign him the position of editor?
He smiled at the anxious Liu Zhonggu and said, "Master Liu, you've traveled through thick and thin. You must be exhausted. Go down and rest! I will also give you the rewards you deserve!"

Liu Zhonggu was shocked, but his face was full of guilt: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is ashamed."

Qin Lou waved his hand: "Go down and rest..."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them seemed to notice something. Qin Lou walked out of the hall, and Liu Zhonggu followed closely.

"唳~"

The clear chirping of birds can be heard through the palace buildings.

"This……"

Following their gaze, the white bird disappeared into the sky.

night,
"Mingchen is gone?"

Qin Lou seemed to be in a bad mood. He leaned on the throne covered with tiger skin, his fingers unconsciously stroking the gilded tiger talisman, his eyes not blinking, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes……"

The guard knelt on the ground, trembling as he replied. Even if he wasn't an emperor, this tiger-like figure was imposing and breathtaking.

What's more, he also dominates this huge dynasty.

"Don't be afraid. I won't blame you. When he left, did he leave me any words?"

Now it seems that with the magical white bird by his side, Mingchen really has the ability to leave whenever he wants, and no one can stop him. Qin Lou doesn't want to blame the loyal guards.

Besides, they had lost the bet, so it was right for Mingchen to leave.

At most, I feel a little unhappy.

He was sincere enough, but the other party still wanted to return to the rotten dynasty.

Considering what he said in the court not long ago, he now looks like a clown.

The guard felt relieved for a moment, and immediately reported dryly to Qin Lou, "Um... Lord Ming said he thanks His Majesty for taking care of him during this period, and that the next time we meet... he hopes you will treat him to a drink."

That young man... is truly a strange man, daring to speak to their Majesty like that. As they spoke, the guards felt somewhat uneasy, fearing they might anger the king.

However, Qin Lou had a strange expression after hearing this.

I felt a little confused and helpless. This person was really not polite at all.

He finally lost his temper and waved to the guard: "Go down!"

The guards hurried away as if they had been pardoned.

The tiger is the only one left in the tiger palace.

Qin Lou faced south, lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze gradually becoming heavy and persistent, and murmured softly: "Mingchen, if that's the case, then let's have a competition..."

If you don't want to stay, then just leave.

How can the rise of a dynasty be influenced by one person?

……

The people of Beilie are still trustworthy.

They said they would return half of the state, and they really did. The army quickly withdrew from Rongshui and returned the territory to Qianyuan.

Ling Yu led the army forward and redeployed defenses in Linfeng City on the south bank of Rongshui.

At night, on the border city wall.

The general in black armor held a wine bowl in his hand, his eyes shining brightly as he looked quietly towards the north.

The imperial edict to transfer her back to Beijing to report on her work had arrived a long time ago. It was drafted by the Crown Prince, so there shouldn't be any problem.

However, she was still reluctant to leave and waited here. Her sworn brother, the one she missed, was still in the north.

As winter approaches, the wind in the north becomes colder.

The wine rippled slightly, reflecting the waning moon in the bleak sky of the northern border.

The strong liquor went down his throat and turned into a gushing warm current flowing to his limbs and bones. Ling Yu had practiced martial arts since he was young, and his muscles and bones were strong, so he didn't feel the cold. He just looked into the distance, his mind wandering, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In the dim light, I seemed to see something coming quickly.

A fierce wind howled, and a huge white bird fell from the sky. The person she had been thinking about suddenly poked his head out and looked at her with a smile: "Sister, what are you looking at? Who are you thinking about? It can't be me, your foolish brother, right?"

I haven't seen him for a long time, but he seems to have not changed at all.

Ling Yu was a little dazed, feeling that the person in front of him was a little unreal.

It wasn't until the next moment that she reacted.

The trance gradually turned into shock, and the bright eyes gradually enlarged and became brighter.

But this time, she did not rush forward and hug the other person as recklessly as she did before.

She stood still, looking at Mingchen awkwardly: "Brother Chen, I miss you."

"Sister, please~"

Mingchen also said with a smile: "I'm back!"

Apart from anything else, his sister, the killer star, is still in Qianyuan, so he has no way of staying in Beilie.

……

"Mingchen, this... Fuyao... is truly magical."

Ling Yu had been mad last time, her mind hazy, and she hadn't even remembered Fuyao's growth and shrinkage. Later, she heard some rumors about the incident, and it turned out that she was no different from any other ordinary soldier.

Now that he had seen with his own eyes that huge white bird whose wings covered the sky had transformed into the familiar little bird, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Hahaha, what do you think? Sister, I didn't lie to you back then, did I?"

Ling Yu finally understood that all the jokes Mingchen told when they were chatting around the campfire by the river were true.

She glared at Mingchen: "You obviously did it on purpose."

The words from this person's mouth sometimes seem to be true, but are actually false; sometimes they are outrageously false, but are actually true.

With a joke like that, who could guess that he was telling the truth?

The sky was dark and a crescent moon hung high in the sky.

The northern border of Qianyuan is uninhabited and desolate.

Mingchen and Lingyu sat opposite each other on the high city wall again, with clear wine surging in their wine bowls.

Just like the day they first met, the fledgling killer sneaked out to kill the villain, but was caught by the bad scholar on the street corner that night.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

But now, the young assassin has become a general guarding the northern border, commanding an army of 100,000. The bad scholar roams between the powerful, and a single clash of lips and teeth can cause emperors to fight.

In less than half a year, they have changed a lot, but some things will not change.

Ling Yu shed her cold and stern appearance and turned into her most natural self. With an intimate smile on her face, she looked at the person in front of her: "Brother Chen, tell me, what did you do when you went to Beilie?"

The beauty was dressed in military uniform, but her eyes were bright and shining. No one else in the world could make her smile like the man in front of her.

Mingchen curled his eyes, rarely showing any frivolity, and smiled at her: "Let me tell you..."

The nights in the north are quiet and desolate. With gusts of evening breeze and the crescent moon, two people facing each other's shadows, I will tell you the story of their journey.

Mingchen talked about interesting things, and Lingyu listened to him, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, and sometimes marveling at and worrying about this bold man.

The chaotic world is gray, but he is colorful, and he can always do things beyond people's expectations.

Time passed slowly, and both of them, being strong and healthy, did not feel tired or exhausted. They just felt that chatting and drinking was very enjoyable and cheerful.

The beauty lowered her head to drink, a strand of hair suddenly falling down her cheek. Mingchen was startled, and subconsciously reached out to gather the strand of hair and tuck it behind her ear.

The next moment, the stunned beauty in military uniform slowly raised her head, and the two looked at each other, but both were silent.

The brotherhood between them seems to be deteriorating.

The peach wood around the waist gently rubs against the soft jade in the wind, and the pink buds on the peach wood tremble slightly.

Suddenly, a clear and ethereal female voice sounded in Mingchen's heart.

"Sir, you like her."

"Sir~ She likes you~"

(End of this chapter)