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

Chapter 125: I will entrust the future of Qianyuan to you, sir.

"Move the capital, kill!"

These three simple words sounded like thunder in Xiao Zhengyang's ears, weighing more than a thousand pounds.

If the capital is moved, as long as it stays in the capital, it will always be in the territory of chaos and power. Leaving means that the Supreme will break away from the complex web of power and be free from constraints.

Killing, finding the right opportunity, and cutting off the fat bugs one by one means destroying everything and starting over.

This is not the establishment of a new dynasty, but it is not much different.

Xiao Zhengyang's whole body trembled violently, and he felt helpless after listening to this man's fairy tale-like statement.

Mingchen is worthy of being the genius that he has placed all his hopes on, with wild imagination and bold actions.

The solution he proposed was simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

This may sound unbelievable, but if you think about it carefully, it is indeed a way to solve the problem.

only……

It’s so easy to say in three words.

But to do it is like moving mountains and filling the sea, which is full of difficulties and can be said to be impossible to accomplish.

For a dynasty that lasted for five hundred years, the capital was the political and cultural center of a country and a holy place that everyone longed to visit. How could it be easily changed?

Besides... he doesn't have much time left!

He had done his best to suppress his ministers and ascend to the throne safely.

How can we do something as drastic as Mingchen said?

This is impossible.

"Your Highness cannot do this."

Before Xiao Zhengyang could say anything, Mingchen shook his head and gave him a verdict.

Xiao Zhengyang should be thankful that he could replace the old emperor.

He has been locked up in Yueyang, and it is simply impossible to expect him to do more.

Besides, he has not much time left and time will not show him more mercy.

Xiao Zhengyang's face turned pale and he clenched his teeth. He looked at the face of the young man in front of him, feeling a little unwilling, but he didn't know how to express it.

Move the capital?

He has never even left Yueyang since he was a child. What can he do?
He shook his body, feeling dizzy and the world was spinning.

"Cough cough~"

He quickly took out a handkerchief, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned even paler.

He didn't care about his own situation. He just raised his head, looked at Mingchen with burning eyes and said, "Sir... is it really impossible?"

How he wanted to see his country, which had fallen into decline, prosper and flourish in his hands.

Mingchen shook his head, looked at the stubborn prince, and spoke in a rare softer voice: "Your Highness, you have done enough."

Mingchen is not the same person as Xiao Zhengyang.

He is very selfish. Even if the world turns upside down, it doesn't matter to him as long as it doesn't bring harm to himself or the people he cares about.

But Xiao Zhengyang's heart holds the whole world.

Mingchen cannot be Xiao Zhengyang, but that does not prevent him from respecting such people.

Qianyuan is aging, but Xiao Zhengyang, just as his name suggests, is the last sun in this turbulent world.

The world always needs someone to support it, and people with dreams should not be ridiculed.

When Xiao Zhengyang heard Mingchen say this, he felt a little sour in his nose for a moment.

After decades of hard work and sleepless nights, he was no longer the emperor, but he was in charge of the world.

This world and its people have long been integrated into his bones and blood.

Immediately, he shook his head again: "No...no..."

"Sir... not enough..."

The tea in the cup was empty. Mingchen tapped the table lightly and said to Xiao Zhengyang, "Your Highness, some things cannot be accomplished by one person alone. It is enough to do your best. For the rest, why not leave it to others?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Zhengyang was shocked and looked straight at Mingchen: "Sir...what do you mean?"

Mingchen replied, "Your Highness, human power is limited. Many things cannot be done."

“The world changes. After a long period of peace, there will be chaos. After a long period of chaos, there will be peace.”

"It will continue to function regardless of who is involved, so please don't worry too much, Prince."

Xiao Zhengyang seemed to remember something and said, "Are you interested in Xinyue?"

After Xiao Xinyue came back, she was completely changed.

Three years of depression were swept away, and the naturally noble flower bloomed gorgeously, proudly and proudly, emitting a vitality that even Xiao Zhengyang envied.

His sister returned and helped him handle government affairs, which relieved him of a lot of pressure.

She was learning and growing at an incredible speed. Sometimes, her horizons were even broader, her mind was more flexible, and she was doing better than him, the crown prince who had been in power for ten years.

He was still wondering why Xiao Xinyue had changed like this.

Mingchen said this to him now, connecting all the questions together, and basically he had the answer.

This man has the power to change others. Xiao Xinyue will definitely gain something by going to Beilie with him.

Mingchen shrugged upon hearing this: "Maybe it's the Second Prince, maybe it's someone else, maybe it's the Blood-Cloaked Army?"

He has invested a lot and has shares in many places.

What aspect did the prince refer to?

There are actually all kinds of things that suit your taste.

The princess is also very cute~
This is quite outrageous.

Although Mingchen did not give an answer, Xiao Zhengyang could guess what he meant.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes were full of changes.

If an ordinary prince heard Mingchen's words, he would probably find a reason to deal with the second princess.

There is no family affection in the royal family, and the uniqueness of the throne means that it is destined to experience some bloody storms.

But Xiao Zhengyang was different. After a moment's silence, he raised his eyes, looked at Mingchen with bright eyes, and said simply: "If you are interested in Xinyue, what do you need me to do?"

He actually has two children, a boy and a girl, the older one is nine years old.

But it was not mentioned.

In comparison, he would feel more at ease if he handed the world over to his sister.

Mingchen was stunned for a moment when he heard this and looked at Xiao Zhengyang deeply.

Many bad qualities in human nature are difficult to overcome.

This person...

He didn't even fight for himself at all.

Mingchen paused and said to Xiao Zhengyang, "Your Highness can no longer leave the capital, but the Second Prince can."

"The Blood-Cloaked Rebellion in the south is gaining momentum. The imperial court has already mobilized troops to crush them."

"If Your Highness has made up his mind, then throw the Second Prince out."

"She returned from the gates of death, witnessed the corruption of the imperial court, saw the prosperity of the enemy country, and experienced the trials of war..."

"She will grow up to be an excellent monarch, even better than Your Highness."

Mingchen's last words were quite hurtful.

Something that I have studied and pursued for a lifetime.

No one is willing to admit that others are better than themselves, and are younger and weaker than themselves.

Xiao Zhengyang was dazed for a moment after hearing this: "Better than me?"

Yes, my sister has become much more decisive since she came back, and signs of this have already appeared in many areas.

Instead, he smiled, lowered his eyes, and murmured softly: "That's good... That's good..."

It’s a good thing that the king who came after him was better than him.

Mingchen was right. He had actually already accepted that his life was coming to an end.

He just couldn't let go of this country.

After getting rid of his father, he would not be able to be king for long. If he had to go through another succession in such a short time, it would probably lead to greater chaos in the country and unrest in the world.

His children are too young and lack the ability, and they might be coerced by powerful officials.

The uncertainty about what would happen after his death was one of the reasons why he was eager to resolve the redundancy in the court.

Now that Mingchen gave him an answer and a choice, he felt more at ease.

He leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh.

Then he turned to Mingchen and asked, "Sir, did you bring any wine? How about we have a couple of drinks?"

Xiao Zhengyang hasn't touched alcohol for several years, and only brought him a drink when Mingchen came last time.

It seems that I have only had that one drink in the past ten years.

This guy... is so shameless!

Why do you always like asking others for drinks?

Mingchen smiled, took out the wine gourd, poured a glass for the prince and one for himself.

In an instant, the clear aroma of wine filled the room.

"Sir, Zhengyang hasn't drunk with anyone in the past ten years. This is the first time I'm drinking with you."

"Sir, you are a rare talent that only appears once in a thousand years. You are my Qianyuan savior. Zhengyang respects you."

Although this conversation with Mingchen didn't completely solve his problem and left him with lingering regrets, it did at least give him a glimmer of hope.

The heavy heart seemed to relax a little.

Xiao Zhengyang gave all his sincerity to Mingchen.

He raised his teacup and spoke to Mingchen seriously.

For him, this was a big gamble.

If Mingchen harbors evil intentions, both he and Qianyuan will be doomed.

But he took the gamble.

This time he was going all in without reservation.

He also hoped that this unpredictable demon star would save his country because of his sincerity.

Mingchen raised his glass and said, "I am just an ordinary scholar. Your Highness, thank you for your praise."

Xiao Zhengyang shook his head, said nothing, and drank the wine in the glass.

Mingchen also drank the wine in his glass.

A cold wind blew outside the house, making the copper bells on the eaves ring softly.

Xiao Zhengyang arrived at the door, quietly looking at the distant sky, and said softly: "Sir, you may not believe me when I say this, but I... actually don't want to be the crown prince at all, nor do I want to sit on that seat that everyone dreams of..."

He is very tired.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past ten years.

Sometimes, looking up at the vast sky, he couldn't tell whether he was working so hard for his ideals, or for his sense of responsibility, or for the praise and expectations he had to bear.

He often thought, if he was not a prince, but just an ordinary young man, how free he would be, traveling around the mountains and rivers without any restrictions every day.

Mingchen shrugged and did not join in the prince's melancholy.

In this era, few people can be free. Even if they hold high positions, some people cannot let go and are overwhelmed by their inner responsibilities.

If he were in another position, with this prince's temper, it would probably not be easy either.

He can't enjoy a life of immorality.

Mingchen is very real in some ways.

Seeing that the other party did not respond to him, the prince smiled awkwardly.

In the distant sky, the setting sun gradually sets over the mountain, and the dim afterglow dyes the blue sky.

Just like this precarious country.

"From now on, I will leave the world of Qianyuan to you, sir."

(End of this chapter)