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

Chapter 68: Numerology
"Your Majesty, Chen is back."

"Your Majesty, are you willing to have a good discussion with Chen about the world?"

The sky gradually darkened,

The second time he entered the palace, Mingchen was already familiar with the place.

The light from the lamp reflected on the old emperor's face, half bright and half dark.

His face was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Mingchen bowed and said with a smile.

Neither humble nor arrogant, as always
He seemed no different the second time we met than the first time.

Xiao Yu stared at Mingchen, observing this overly young candidate, as if he wanted to see through his body to see what this boy was thinking.

If nothing else, he was certain of one thing.

Mingchen must have mastered some transcendental magic. It is impossible for a martial artist to disappear in public, and it is impossible for him to run from the palace to a restaurant outside even if he ran his legs off.

And this kind of person is exactly what he wants.

The fact that Mingchen escaped the butcher's knife once has already proved his worth.

Enough to get into Xiao Yu's heart.

He would never test it so openly a second time.

The first time is to gain trust, the second time is disrespectful.

A capable person can go anywhere in the world, and Xiao Yu knew that he couldn't stop him.

Even if Mingchen really is a daring liar, it doesn't matter.

He is still the emperor, with great power in his hands, and no matter what he pays, it doesn't matter.

But what if Mingchen is real?

Xiao Yu could not let go of the scenes and temptations described in his test paper no matter what.

"Please sit down."

He waved his hand, and two light words were enough to express his attitude.

If Mingchen escapes death once, he will give Mingchen trust and respect.

This was also Mingchen's gamble, and he won a reward of one chip.

Now, the real scientific expedition begins.

Mingchen smiled and nodded, then sat down at the desk that had been prepared for him.

In the empty Hall of Mental Cultivation, the noble emperor and the young candidate sat opposite each other.

They were three meters apart, with the king taller and the examinee shorter.

Wang lowered his eyes and asked, "Is what you said on the test paper true?"

Mingchen replied, "Your Majesty, I never lie. Every word and sentence on the test paper is true."

Whether it is true or false is not just talk.

The old emperor knew it, and Mingchen knew it too.

But it was just a starting point for the conversation.

Xiao Yu looked into Mingchen's eyes, unable to tell whether this mysterious young man was real or fake, and continued to ask, "Who are you?"

He knew Mingchen's family background, but that was obviously not what he was asking about.

Facing the emperor, Mingchen didn't make any harsh jokes like he had with Guo Chongyun. He simply said, "I've been psychic since I was six years old. An immortal appeared in my dream and taught me the secret of immortality, the great Dao, and my destiny. He ordered me to enter the court and guide Your Majesty on a prosperous path."

"Qian Yuan is immortal, and this world marks the beginning of the Holy Dynasty."

Xiao Yu couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this, and looked at the young man who was talking with burning eyes.

He is very scheming and cannot be trusted completely.

But at this moment, he hoped very much that what the man in front of him said was true.

"You came to the court to relieve the siege of Daqian, teach me the secret of immortality, and create an eternal world?"

The old emperor translated what Mingchen conveyed, stared at Mingchen, and asked in a deep voice.

The present troubles, the longing for immortality, the eternal wish,

Each one is what he desires.

The king was in awe and his gaze was like a dragon. If an ordinary person was looked at like this by the emperor, they would have already fallen to their knees with fear on their faces.

Those in high positions of power always have more opportunities to detect the flaws of those of low status.

Xiao Yu spied on Mingchen, hoping to see what this mysterious madman was thinking.

But at the same time, he was not very willing to let Mingchen reveal his flaw and be seen by him.

It would be great if this person could remain unfathomable and mysterious, allowing him to spy on him forever. Mingchen nodded slightly and smiled, "That's right."

Xiao Yu asked again: "What do you want?"

Everything people do in this world is for a purpose.

His imperial teacher sought countless wealth and glory.

Xiao Yu also needs an angle to grasp this mysterious young man.

"What do you want?"

Mingchen looked up at Xiao Yu, shook his head slightly, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you believe in the theory of destiny?"

"Numerology?"

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows.

letter?
Do not believe?

Thaksin's numerology is in his favor.

As for the negatives? That's alarmist, that's a curse, damn it.

Is this belief or disbelief?
Mingchen said, "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven. A person's destiny is determined from the moment they are born. Your Majesty was born with the destiny as supreme and established an eternal kingdom. These are all your destiny."

Mingchen said what the old emperor liked to hear, and the old man's eyes brightened a little.

"When Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon a man, it must first inflict hardship upon him. Fate must be maintained. There is a natural destiny, a natural luck, and even calamities that hinder the path. If one does not overcome this, then his destiny will not be fulfilled."

He changed the subject, and Xiao Yu's expression darkened.

Mingchen pointed at himself and said, "And Chen is the one who rides on your wind, helps you overcome tribulations, and helps you fulfill your destiny. This is Chen's destiny in this life. The reason why immortals are immortals is that they can see people's destinies. The immortals came into my dreams to open my eyes and see my destiny."

"Chen passed the imperial examination and entered the civil service, meeting the Holy Lord. This was simply Chen's destiny. All Chen seeks is to fulfill his destiny in this life."

Mingchen raised his head and looked at Xiao Yu with bright eyes, talking nonsense with certainty.

Best answer.

What does Mingchen want?

He has no faith and is very superficial.

The world is bustling with people, all seeking fame, fortune and power.

He wants to be awake and in power, and drunkenly sleep on the lap of a beauty.

What else does an official want if not power and wealth?
But the old emperor didn't like to hear this.

Sometimes, you don't need to say what you want to get it.

Once you say it out loud, it's gone.

"The Way of Fate... The Law of Fate..."

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes slightly and murmured softly.

The Imperial Master had indeed said something similar before, and it was pretty much the same.

He was now basically certain that the mysterious young man in front of him was the demon star immortal that the national teacher had mentioned.

They all match up perfectly.

Thinking of this, his heart beat faster.

Mingchen doesn't ask for anything, he just wants to fulfill his destiny. Just saying this is enough.

Trust is built up bit by bit.

"Sir, can you teach me the secret of immortality?"

He turned to Mingchen and asked, "How can I achieve immortality?"

Now, he calls Mingchen 'Mr.'

Mingchen raised his head and smiled, "Chen has the secret of immortality. Chen can refine the elixir of immortality."

As Mingchen spoke, the old emperor's eyes became more eager.

"Of course..."

However, he then changed the subject: "Your Majesty needs to go and find the ingredients for the medicine."

Xiao Yu frowned when he heard this: "Huh?"

The method of procrastination is too classic a trick to deceive people.

Many people claim to have a secret to immortality, but they never reveal it immediately.

Mingchen continued, "I need the rarest fire in the world and the sacred Wutong tree. If Your Majesty finds them, I can refine the elixir of immortality for Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)