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

Chapter 184 Killing the Dragon
"With humble beginnings, I have ascended the throne by the Mandate of Heaven. I have diligently and reverently worked day and night, never forgetting the trust of my ancestors and the aspirations of the people. However, fate is unpredictable, and human affairs are predestined. I am seriously ill, and lack the talent to oversee the affairs of heaven and earth. I fear that I cannot continue to shoulder the heavy burden of state. I have carefully considered and believe that a long-lasting state requires a wise and virtuous ruler to succeed it, so that the country can remain stable and the people can live in peace. Now, Mr. Dong, who commands the trust of the people and possesses both virtue and talent, is worthy of this great responsibility. From his words and deeds, and from my observation of his resolve, I know that he will be able to glorify the state and nurture the people.

I intend to follow the example of my ancestors and abdicate the throne to Lord Dong, in accordance with Heaven's will and the people's wishes. From this day forward, Lord Dong will assume the throne, ruling over all nations and carrying on the legacy of the past. I wish the new ruler to govern diligently, love the people, respect Heaven and follow the example of his ancestors, be benevolent, and work diligently to bring peace to the world and a peaceful and prosperous life for the people.

Kyoto, court.

Xiao Anhong sat on the throne with a pale face. He seemed to have not had a good time recently and had experienced a lot of torture.

The minister who read the imperial edict had a loud voice, which echoed throughout the hall and reached the ears of every court official.

After he finished saying the last word, Xiao Anhong seemed to have lost his last strength and collapsed on the throne.

He was a little dazed.

The false glory is gone, the dream bubble is shattered, the true cruelty is revealed, and all the innocence is ruthlessly uncovered.

He just realized that he was just a puppet emperor.

But now, even puppets seem impossible to make.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the last king of Qianyuan to lose his country.

How great a shame would it be if the throne changed its surname?

He is cursed by millions of descendants behind him, how can he face his ancestors?
In a trance, the court seemed to be far away, as if he had arrived at a gloomy place. He seemed to see several heroic figures appear in front of him, with sharp eyes and imposing aura. Just the look in their eyes when they looked at him seemed as if they wanted to tear him apart and swallow him into their stomachs.

For a moment, the lobby was eerily quiet.

The ministers opened their eyes wide, their faces filled with horror.

They know very well what is happening in the court now!
After five hundred years of dynasty, the royal family has declined and stumbled. Is it finally coming to an end?
With the death of Xiao Zhengyang, Xiao Xinyue's departure from Beijing, and the massacre of the royal family, the Dong family completely took control of the court, became extremely powerful, and held all the authority.

They couldn't help but look up and look at the same person.

Dong Zhenghong, an old man in his late sixties, just stood there with an expressionless face.

Somehow, the cold wind blew, but it also carried a sense of evil.

Human desires can never be satisfied.

When he first entered officialdom, he probably just wanted to be a small official with a life of wealth and honor. He climbed up step by step, and unknowingly stood at the core of power, but he was still not satisfied.

Now that he has reached the highest position among officials, his desires are still not satisfied.

He was like a poisonous snake coiled beside the throne, spying on the artifact. The name of Dong the thief had already spread.

But no one expected that this old man would actually dare to do this despite the world's condemnation, and he couldn't wait any longer.

This move cannot be said to be particularly brilliant, but rather seems like he is crazy about wanting to be emperor.

Wouldn't it be good to have the power under your control securely, second only to the emperor and above everyone else?

If he did so, the heroes of the world would have a reason to rebel against him.

The old man standing at the front of the court, who was the most powerful among the ministers, nodded with satisfaction.

He bowed, his face filled with fear, and said, "Your Majesty!!! I am terrified. I am old, lacking energy, and lacking knowledge. I am a rotten tree and a stump. How can I take on the important responsibility of governing the country?"

"I hope Your Majesty will reconsider and revoke your order!"

This is the first time, and he still refuses and declines three times!

"Old thief!!!"

"You are a bandit and a traitor. You have stolen the five hundred years of my Qianyuan Dynasty!"

The five hundred years of the dynasty are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Finally someone stood up.

The overweight civil servant's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Dong Zhenghong fiercely and cursed him out loud.

People are complicated, not black or white. They may be incompetent or corrupt, but sometimes they are loyal to the country.

In an instant, the thin cover was finally exposed.

The ministers were solemn, with different expressions.

"Master Qi, do you know what you are talking about?"

Dong Zhenghong frowned slightly, glanced at the other party, and spoke in a flat voice.

"Dong thief! You are a thief who stole our country. You will never be able to wash away your despicable methods!!!"

"You must die a good death!!"

"You will never be reborn!!"

After saying this, the minister rushed towards the pillar in the hall with bloodshot eyes.

"boom!"

The head hit the pillar with a crisp sound.

The man fell limply to the ground, blood flowing freely, and his eyes, which were still open, stared at Dong Zhenghong with a cold look.

Dong Zhenghong looked calm and waved his hand casually.

Several guards came in and carried the dead minister out.

"This man has gone mad, causing chaos in the court and making rude remarks."

"Kill the nine tribes."

"Whoa!"

Xiao Anhong on the throne suddenly widened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Do not……"

"Father...ancestor..."

"No, not me!"

“Hehe…hahaha…”

He had a ferocious look on his face, as if he had seen something horrible.

He stood up suddenly, sometimes panic-stricken, sometimes grinning... as if he was suffering from hysteria.

In the eyes of everyone, he jumped and ran away.

The country is in trouble both internally and externally, and the thief Dong has stolen the country.

For a moment, a heavy atmosphere spread throughout the court, and the court was eerily silent.

A strange person was laughing sinisterly beside his ear. Dong Zhenghong's face was heavy and he clenched his fists.

There was no turning back.

Instead of waiting to die, you might as well give it a try.

……

"Forehead……"

In the tent, a beautiful woman was resting with her eyes closed. Suddenly, her face turned pale, her brows were furrowed, cold sweat gathered on her forehead, and her breathing became unconsciously rapid.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes abruptly, her pupils dilated, her body bounced up, she covered her chest and gasped for breath.

His face looked a little panicked.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

"But it caused nightmares?"

Are you too tired?

Chun Ya, who was serving her, saw Xiao Xinyue fall asleep due to exhaustion, and then saw her suddenly wake up.

She came closer and asked with some concern.

Coming back to her senses, she said directly to Chunya, "Call Mingchen over!"

"Uh...yes!"

After a while, Mingchen came over.

Xiao Xinyue's pace was much slower than when she defected, and the inspection work was delayed for a month.

Mingchen likes to be lazy and doesn't like doing official duties. When he has nothing to do, he goes to Chen Yutang to exchange those strange legends about immortals and gods.

Including the hierarchy of the immortal system, the background stories, abilities, and duties of the immortals in various legends...

I have benefited a lot from this period of time.

Combined with what Chen Yutang said and what he himself saw.

What he could confirm now was that there were definitely gods in the world, and they were not even far away and ethereal, but very close to the human world, paying attention to it at all times.

Whether they were friends or foes was hard to say. They likely couldn't directly interfere in worldly disputes, but they weren't without desires. They also had something to ask for. Perhaps they wanted to be granted a higher rank, or to spread their faith and establish temples...

By learning some knowledge, you can also have a psychological forecast of future emergencies.

"Your Highness summoned Chen here, what is the matter?"

"But you miss me?"

Mingchen saw the beautiful woman at first glance and asked with a smile.

Xiao Xinyue suddenly raised her head and saw this person coming. In an instant, the uncontrollable panic and emptiness in her chest seemed to be filled.

A figure flashed by, and a fragrant breeze blew towards me.

The next moment, soft jade was already in his arms.

The sudden hug made Mingchen stunned for a moment, and then he gently patted her back.

His current relationship with Her Highness is somewhat ambiguous, but Her Highness is different from her honest and simple sister. She is a little bit arrogant.

I don’t know what happened to the princess today?
But Mingchen was willing to hug the beautiful girl.

"Mingchen, I had a dream."

After a long time, my mood returned to calm.

The frightened princess just now seemed to have disappeared, and she let go of Mingchen's arms.

Looking at Mingchen, he whispered, "In my dream, I saw a red dragon being cut in two, with tears in its eyes, reflecting my appearance."

"I seemed to hear the wailing of heaven and earth, and the rebuke of my ancestors in my ears..."

Mingchen is special to Xiao Xinyue.

Even though she knew that a king cannot have any weaknesses, cannot trust anyone, and cannot rely on anyone.

But Mingchen is special.

She let out a long breath and told Mingchen everything she had seen in her dream: "I don't know why, but I just woke up and I feel so inexplicably terrified. My heart feels empty, as if some disaster has befallen me."

Xiao Xinyue now is no longer the self-pitying girl she used to be.

She carries responsibilities and ideals, and is strong-minded enough, so she shouldn't be easily influenced.

However, this time was an exception. She could not control herself at all, and felt sad and frightened.

"Oh?"

In his previous life, Mingchen did not believe in these dream interpretations.

However, the world now obviously cannot be treated the same as the previous life.

He lowered his eyes and thought.

Xiao Xinyue hasn't declared herself king yet. Could it be... something happened in Kyoto? What happened to Qianyuan?
The dragon was cut in two, which probably meant that the dynasty was cut in two, or the king was cut in two.

In Kyoto, would the boss do such a stupid thing?

Comrade Cao never usurped other people's positions until his death.

"Don't think about it."

After a brief moment of thought, Mingchen shook his head and said to Xiao Xinyue, "Your Highness, do you still remember your blood oath? Do you still remember your ideals and aspirations?"

Xiao Xinyue paused and said, "Remember."

"Just remember it. Your Highness just needs to keep working towards this goal and keep moving forward."

"Don't worry about what happens, evil spirits won't invade."

Mingchen patted the princess on the shoulder and gave her some encouragement, saying, "You risked your life for this. Even if you fail, no one can blame you."

"Um……"

"We will soon arrive in Qingzhou, and Your Highness will ascend the throne. You will be the leader of the new dynasty, destined by heaven."

(End of this chapter)