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

Chapter 142 Mingchen is the most important and the most dangerous

"Cough cough~"

From the imperial palace, where the emperor rests, weak coughs were heard.

All the servants have been dismissed.

"Royal brother...you..."

Xiao Xinyue came forward and looked at her brother's pale face, speechless for a moment.

His cheeks were sunken, dark circles were visible under his eyes, and he breathed in more than he breathed out.
He was not even forty years old, but his hair and beard were all white, and he was extremely weak. There was no hope for him.

If that breath dissipates, the whole person will collapse like a mountain collapsing.

Two months ago, he plotted to assassinate the late emperor and ascended to the unrivaled throne.

Two months later, he fell ill like a mountain and became the shortest-lived king. All his ambitions and ideals were stillborn and became delusions.

"Xinyue...my brother is dying..."

Xiao Zhengyang leaned against the back of the bed, looking at his sister with a smile. His throat seemed to have swallowed a razor blade, and his voice was hoarse.

"Royal brother! No...I won't do that!"

Just one simple sentence instantly defeated Xiao Xinyue.

She widened her eyes and stared at the person in front of her.

Before I knew it, my eyes turned red and my vision gradually became blurred.

She and Xiao Zhengyang were the only legitimate children in the royal family. Her mother died early, her father was assassinated, and Xiao Zhengyang passed away... There was no one to care for her and tolerate her like an elder.

There is no more blood relative in this world.

"People will eventually die..."

Xiao Zhengyang raised his hand with some difficulty and gently touched his sister's face.

People will always die.

Two months of imperial life brought Xiao Zhengyang nothing but endless pressure and torture.

Death was not a terrible thing to him. He ignored the pain coming from all directions and even... felt a sense of relief.

He hadn't had a good rest for a long time. He had tried his best to get to this point.

The country has been entrusted to him well, and he will have a clear conscience no matter how future generations evaluate him.

The withered palm gently touched the corner of the beauty's eyes: "Don't cry... How can you cry as a king?"

I don’t know when it started, but the girl who used to follow him around when he was little has grown up.

So outstanding, so charming, so unique... Who in the world can be worthy of her?
Xiao Zhengyang lowered his eyes, his brows softening.

He probably won't see that day.

Xiao Xinyue bit her lip and shook her head: "I'm not the king! I'm your sister!"

There are only brothers and sisters in this room now, where does the king come from?

If her brother was still here, what would happen if she didn't become the king?

Xiao Zhengyang paused for a moment, then smiled, his hoarse voice gentle: "Okay... just this once, don't do it again..."

"..."

"Come here, I'll tell you something."

Xiao Zhengyang patted the edge of the bed gently, motioning Xiao Xinyue to sit down.

He lowered his eyes and said softly, "After I die, you don't need to worry about what happens after my death. You need to leave Beijing as soon as possible, otherwise your life will be in danger."

"I have mobilized 300 guards, commanded by General Xiao Ling. He will come to meet you immediately after I die."

"As for the ministers in the court, I have made arrangements."

"Dong Zhenghong will definitely rebel. He already controls the capital's 70,000 imperial guards, and one-third of the court officials are his allies. He's been in close contact with my fourth brother lately. After my death, he'll likely make my fourth brother the new king, using him as a puppet to control the empire and usurp the throne. Your reign is short, and your foundation is too shallow to stand up to him head-on. If you return to the capital in glory one day, and execute this traitor, you'll fulfill your brother's wish."

"Mr. Feng Xiaozhong, the Minister of Rites, is a pillar of our dynasty, and his loyalty is evident. I have already explained to him that he is willing to leave with you, Xiao Ling. You can consult him about matters that Mingchen is not responsible for in the future. However, Mr. Feng has a somewhat pedantic personality. He can maintain the status quo, but he lacks the ability to make progress. It is up to you to decide how to use him."

"The new number one scholar, Liu Wang, is a man of exceptional talent and quick wit. He has only been in the court for a short time and has no affiliation. However, he is quite scheming and his background is questionable. I suspect he is either a member of the Blood Robe Army or a member of the Northern Lie faction. You don't need to place any particular emphasis on him. Don't try to win him over. Just keep him in the capital."

"Minister of Revenue, Chen Yutang, possesses great talent, possesses a photographic memory, and possesses an exceptional recollection. A month ago, I sent him as an imperial envoy south to provide relief. In reality, he was carrying important archives and maps of our dynasty. Information on our official system, land, and population is all in his possession. He is extremely important. After you leave Beijing, you must travel to Fenzhou to find him. Remember this."

"Inspector General Ren Hongyi..."

"The governors of Qingzhou, Linzhou, and Yuezhou..."

Xiao Zhengyang's eyes were gentle, his voice was low and hoarse, and he told the story slowly and leisurely.

He told Xiao Xinyue all the arrangements he had made and the roads he had paved for his sister during the more than two months in office.

However, when these words fell into Xiao Xinyue's ears, it was like thunder.

The entire court seemed to become transparent. Who was loyal, who was treacherous, who was talented, who was mediocre... all of them lost their cover and were clearly displayed before her eyes.

Xiao Zhengyang was not unaware of many things. His heart was as clear as a mirror. He just didn't say anything and didn't want to expose everything. Exposing it would only lead to more tragic consequences.

This is also the basic skill for being a king.

Since returning to Beijing, Xiao Xinyue has felt a little proud from time to time.

She made rapid progress, Mingchen praised her, and she also thought she was very talented.

But there is always someone who is better than she imagined.

How can the experience accumulated from more than ten years of diligent government service be replaced by mere talent?

What her brother told her now made her lose all her pride. She was still far from perfect and needed to learn more.

He had only been emperor for two months, but he had already changed so much. He saw everything clearly and took it all in. My brother was the best and most powerful emperor...

If he were not lying on this sickbed, what would he have brought to this country?

He will surely be able to revive this terminally ill country!
He will surely be a wise monarch whose name will go down in history!

"Mingchen..."

"Cough cough cough..."

His sister and Mingchen carry all of Xiao Zhengyang's hopes. He wishes he could pour out everything in his mind and tell Xiao Xinyue.

He spoke with great difficulty, and his voice became faint towards the end.

He was anxious and wanted to say a few more words.

Suddenly he coughed twice, and coughed up blood, staining his clothes red.

Xiao Xinyue said anxiously: "Brother! Don't say anymore..."

Xiao Zhengyang shook his head and said to her, "Remember, remember, Mingchen is the most important and the most dangerous person."

"This demon is a rare talent that only appears once in a thousand years. He has calculated all the human relationships and world affairs in his mind."

"He has a unique personality, and some of his ideas are completely different from others, but ultimately, he can bring positive changes to our country. You have to believe in him..."

"With a single thought, he can change the world, can make a dynasty flourish, or can cause it to collapse."

"I know people change when they take the throne. They become self-centered and may not tolerate others. But Xinyue, you must remember that Mingchen is a soft-hearted person. Don't have any bad intentions towards him, otherwise the situation will be over..."

In a sense, that young and overly talented man could be considered his trusted minister.

Xiao Zhengyang was actually not sure what Mingchen was thinking, but he knew that the other party definitely had the ability to change the world.

Xiao Xinyue was stunned when she heard this, then she thought of the playboy who always had a naughty smile and nodded slightly: "Yeah."

Mingchen also means something special to her.

Mingchen had told her long ago that he would leave Beijing in the future and follow her own path.

It seems that this is also the result of Mingchen and his brother's discussion for her.

"I've discussed the next steps with Mingchen..."

Xiao Zhengyang was lying on the bed, breathing weakly, and speaking to Xiao Xinyue with difficulty.

"Enough...enough, my royal brother, stop talking."

Xiao Xinyue interrupted him, for she was afraid that if her brother continued to waste his time talking about state affairs, it would only cost him his life.

"Brother, you've done enough!"

Xiao Xinyue looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Please take a break. Please trust me!"

Facing his sister's gaze, Xiao Zhengyang was stunned for a moment.

Maybe…it was time for him to let go and trust the person he chose.

He smiled, lay back on the bed, no longer looking at Xiao Xinyue, but just staring at the top of his head quietly: "I often think, it would be great if Xinyue could be the crown prince..."

My sister just has too little experience. How long has she been learning?

She has enviable talents and a strong vitality.

Mingchen has a really good eye... He is more discerning than his brother and can see the talent in his sister.

If Xiao Xinyue became the crown prince, my father would not be able to take her life.

After growing up for ten years, she will be better than herself. She will also find a way to resist her father's rule, and then go to pick up the country and govern this broken world in an orderly manner.

Xiao Xinyue shook her head: "No!"

"Brother, you are the crown prince, you are the emperor, you are the indispensable leader of Qianyuan."

"Indispensable..."

Xiao Zhengyang lowered his eyes slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his gray eyes.

Suddenly, he laughed: "Hehe~"

"Okay, Xinyue, you can leave now."

He waved his hand weakly and said calmly, "Go back and get ready. Time is running out."

Xiao Xinyue bit her lower lip tightly and stared at the person on the bed.

She knew that she would leave this door today.

She would never see this man again.

Seeing Xiao Xinyue standing still, Xiao Zhengyang closed his eyes and whispered, "Go... Go... Xinyue."

As he finished speaking, he squeezed out some strength from his heart and lungs, and said in a resounding voice: "Let the world see that the prosperity of our Daqian nation will last for ten thousand years!"

Xiao Xinyue shook her body and felt that something was transmitted from Xiao Zhengyang to her.

She nodded and responded seriously: "Yes!"

I turned around and took a few steps when I heard a weak voice behind me: "Don't forget to be happy every day."

This is what the emperor's brother often said to her when she was depressed.

In the past, he was the emperor's instructions to his successor.

Later, he was a caring brother for his sister.

Xiao Xinyue paused, her nose felt sore, she gritted her teeth, and walked out of the room with her head held high.

(End of this chapter)