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

Chapter 116 Of course I like it, the meaning of victory
"I...Brother Chen, it's late, I...I'm a little tired, I...I'm leaving first."

I don’t know if it was the cold wind at night or some other reason, but after he suddenly approached me, the pretty face of the heroic beauty in military uniform showed a touching blush.

Suddenly, he shuddered, his body leaning back stiffly. Clearly a decisive and decisive person, his eyes wandered, his speech was disorganized, and he spoke to Mingchen haltingly.

After saying this, without waiting for Mingchen's response, he stood up and ran away in a hurry.

Mingchen: ...

Sister, please at least give your brother a room to live in!

Is Sister Dai a little too innocent?
Mingchen couldn't help but shake his head as he watched the other person hurriedly leave. It was clear that they hadn't been so intimate before, even hugging each other.

Does this mean he has gotten it, or not?

But this is also her.

Quite cute.

I regret it. I should have leaned over and kissed her.

Thinking of how Dai's sister stuttered just now, he couldn't help but smile.

The process of liking someone is actually very beautiful.

The peach blossom branch around her waist trembled slightly, and a female voice full of energy suddenly sounded in Mingchen's ears.

"Sir, you like her, don't you~"

"No one can deceive me, Tao Yaoyao!"

"You must like her, and she likes you too!"

A chattering voice came, as if the blind beauty appeared before his eyes again.

When it comes to eating melons, she is a professional.

"Yes, I like her."

What's wrong with admitting this?

What's wrong with liking pretty girls?

His sister is charming, cute, adorable, brave and persistent...

Why not?
Mingchen said as a matter of course.

"Giggle~"

The peach blossom demon giggled and said noisily, "How much do you like it?"

"Will you always like it?"

Mingchen smiled and said, "I like it very much~"

"A promise like eternity is not something you can make lightly."

"But you can try."

"Hehehe~ I don't believe it~"

Yaoyao laughed and the peach blossoms trembled slightly, and then there was no sound.

Mingchen just smiled and didn't explain much.

On the other side, the woman in military uniform walked several steps, suddenly turned around, glanced in the direction of the man, and gently touched her hot face.

The nervousness and helplessness brought by the pounding heart gradually disappeared, leaving only a little sweetness that I wanted to indulge in.

The cold-faced general gently stroked the strands of black hair behind his ears with his fingers, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose, revealing a faint smile.

Mingchen came back, and she seemed to feel relieved.

……

"General, I hope you have a safe journey!"

In front of the pass, a middle-aged general with a beard and a calm temperament was looking at the person in front of him with some reluctance. The soldiers behind him were in neat formation, and their eyes were also full of admiration.

General Ling Yu.

This man had been in the northern border for over three months, and had brought about earth-shaking changes. Qian Yuan's decline was over, and the ferocious Bei Lie army would be defeated and flee.

They have military spirit and are high-spirited and tenacious.

Everything was brought by Ling Yu.

A general who can lead his soldiers to victory will gain the respect of his soldiers.

Everyone is proud to be Ling Yu's soldier.

When she came, she was a disciple of General Hou Buchen. Now that she is gone, she is an unparalleled general who saves the country.

Ling Yu looked at the soldiers' devout and trusting eyes, and his heart moved unconsciously.

No wonder Master often misses his time in the army. Carrying the trust and respect of so many people is a truly wonderful feeling.

Ling Yu nodded slightly towards the man in front of him: "General Zhao, I leave the northern border to you!"

The general opposite replied excitedly, "I will definitely live up to your trust!"

"General, we should go."

Several guards behind him spoke to Ling Yu as if giving him a reminder.

"Well! Let's go!"

Ling Yu let out a light breath and turned his horse to the south.

"Farewell, General!"

"Farewell, General!"

The desolate north wind carried the soldiers' mighty cries to the general's ears. And the resolute general carried the soldiers' hearts as he walked towards the distance.

……

"Brother, do you really want to go back?"

As the guards marched, Mingchen rode his horse beside Ling Yu and asked with a chuckle.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention the charming gaze at each other that night. It was as if nothing had happened.

As for whether they remember it or not, only they themselves know.

Ling Yu nodded: "Yes."

Although it was a simple question, Ling Yu knew the meaning behind it. The fate of so many people was determined by this sentence.

In the end, she gave up the military power in the northern border and returned to the court with Mingchen.

It seemed that she had forgotten what Mingchen had said to her that day: "If she doesn't hand over the military power, she will be the king of the north."

As she said, although the dynasty is now in turmoil, the country is still there, and the king is still there. She is still a loyal minister to Qian Yuan, and those soldiers are also loyal soldiers to Qian Yuan.

She would not want to rebel, nor could she rebel.

This will not change.

That day, Mingchen provoked her and asked her questions. She had no answers, but she could not accept the answers Mingchen gave her.

She still needed a long time to think. "Okay."

Mingchen shrugged.

They were all adults, Lingyu was not his puppet, she had her own persistence and perseverance. Mingchen would never force her to make a choice.

If there is no other reason, and he just defies the order and stays in the northern border, commanding his own troops, then he is not Ling Yu.

Besides, letting go is not necessarily wrong.

The old emperor was still alive, and the world was not in chaos. After the war, things were even more stable.

The imperial edict transferred her back to Beijing. If she refused to go back, it would be tantamount to open rebellion, which would not sound good in name only and would also cause problems within the army.

After Ling Yu returns to Beijing, she will most likely be sent out again to command the troops and quell the rebellion in the south, and she will also have military power in her hands.

Ling Yu became famous in one battle, and no general in the court could compete with her.

Even if we take a step back and say that the old emperor is really out of his mind and wants to play the game of "killing the dogs after the rabbit is dead", Mingchen also has a way to save his sister's life.

It might not be a bad thing to let him see the truth about the court and power clearly.

"Brother Chen~ We can drink when we get back!"

"We must get drunk!"

Compared to the messy calculations in Mingchen's mind, Sister Dai's mind is much simpler.

Drink and drink!
She sat on the horse and gave Mingchen a silly smile, like a dog wagging its tail.

Although Bei Lie was not killed.

But she killed countless enemies in this battle, which also comforted her long-cherished wish to go down the mountain.

After returning to the capital, she decided to reward herself and have a big drink with Mingchen.

Mingchen collected his thoughts upon hearing this and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"

But sister, what should I do after drinking so much?

……

Before they knew it, the guards had entered the first city inside the pass along the official road.

"is it him?"

"It must be him!"

"Yes, yes, that's him! That's what he is!"

"It's true, it's true!"

……

As the troops marched forward, bursts of noise came to their ears.

The streets gradually became bustling. Figures gathered on the roadside, stretched their necks, and looked curiously at the guards. To be more precise, they were looking at Ling Yu who was surrounded by the guards.

The city is poor, and these people are dressed in rags and don't look like they are living well.

But at this moment, these people's faces were excited, and their eyes were full of respect and eagerness.

"General Ling Yu!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted. Ling Yu raised an eyebrow and glanced around.

In an instant, the entire street exploded.

"General Ling Yu!"

"Wow, General Lingyu, thank you! Thank you!"

"General Ling Yu is back!"

"General Ling Yu, you are the God of War of my Daqian!"

"General Ling Yu, thank you for saving us!"

"General Ling, thank you for your hard work!"

……

The people's eyes were bright, they waved their arms excitedly and shouted at the soldiers.

The old man dropped his cane, a murky tear falling from the corner of his eye; the woman lifted the baby high above her head, letting him get a good look at the general on horseback...

The people who guarded the country and the generals who protected their lives deserved their gratitude and respect.

The border is suffering.

When the war starts, this place becomes hell. The most broken families, the most human tragedies, and the most unforgettable hatred all happen here.

Three years of war is enough to turn a prosperous land into a wasteland.

The Northern Lie Army was fierce and brutal, killing people without mercy, leaving cities and people dead wherever they went. The Lizhou Death City mentioned above was the most obvious example.

There are many people in this city who have fled from Lizhou. They know best how terrifying and powerful the enemy forces are, and they are also the most angry and fearful.

The Northern Lie army was coming with such force that the people in the city lived in fear day and night. If the enemy army broke through Zhenling Pass, the people inside the city would be doomed.

And at this moment, a god will appear out of nowhere.

Ling Yu!

Ling Yu not only won the hearts of the soldiers, but the entire northern border respected her.

He stopped the decline of the Qian army, beat the Beilie army back step by step, and stopped the enemy outside the pass. Outside Zhenling Pass, a thousand soldiers blocked ten thousand soldiers, and one man killed a thousand enemies.

General Ling Yu's deeds had long been spread throughout the three northern states and were known to the people living on the border.

To the Beilie people, this general was a hated and feared killer, but to the common people of the northern border, Ling Yu was their savior, their hero, and their patron saint.

The days of anxiety were over, and finally someone came to rescue them, helping them kill the enemies and protect their homes.

They finally waited for peace.

Upon hearing the news of Ling Yu's return today, people rushed out of their homes, looking at the heroic general with eyes full of gratitude, tears in their eyes, waving their arms vigorously, expressing their highest respect and gratitude to the general.

Amulets, peace knots, herbs, flowers... fell like snowflakes on the side of the official road. The gorgeous and colorful road formed a sharp contrast with this poor city.

The general protected their lives, and they sang praises to him all the way.

Ling Yu sat on the horse, slowly moving forward amid the cheers and grateful gazes of the people.

What is faith? What is the significance of defending one's country?
All those empty words seemed to take shape at this moment. Besides her personal vendetta, she seemed to have found a reason to fight.

She stared blankly at the people around her lining the streets to greet her, at the simple faces filled with gratitude and longing, and at the colorful streets.

My mind went blank for a moment.

All kinds of emotions were running through my chest, my blood was boiling, and my whole body was filled with strength.

She subconsciously looked to her side.

The man was as casual as ever. After noticing her gaze, he smiled at her, raised his thumb in a funny way, and said with a smile: "You deserve it."

It turns out that this is the true meaning of victory.

(End of this chapter)