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

Chapter 82 His Father is More Vicious Than a Tiger

The bird disappeared, and Xiao Zhengyang came back to his senses, his eyes focused on the letter paper thrown on the desk.

He quickly sat down and opened it.

Mingchen and Lingyu are the two brightest stars in this scientific expedition.

Xiao Zhengyang has contact with both of them.

Ling Yu had met her several times. Although she was a woman, she was very skilled in martial arts and was proficient in all kinds of military strategies.

Even in a simulated battle on the sandbox, I couldn't find an opponent.

He is loyal and brave, and also has a pure heart.

If he could really stand out from the crowd, he would definitely be another military god, able to stabilize the country and protect Daqian from suffering from war.

But... somehow,

Xiao Zhengyang still felt that she was a little inferior compared to Mingchen.

He could see through Ling Yu, but he could not see through that mysterious genius.

He could see how good Ling Yu was and what heights he could reach, but he didn't know about Ming Chen.

They met and talked once, but at two different times.

The next time I knew him was when the imperial examination results were announced.

The mysterious candidate soared to the top and was summoned by his father personally, who decided to send him on a diplomatic mission to the northern border.

This person is so powerful that he is unpredictable.

Xiao Zhengyang was eager to see Mingchen again.

If it weren't for the words "the covered card", he would have gone to that special restaurant in person to have a conversation with the enchanting talent who was still holding the pipa and half-covering her face.

Now, finally, the letter has arrived.

however……

But when he opened the letter and saw the contents clearly, he was suddenly stunned, as if struck by lightning.

He opened his eyes wide, his face looked a little ferocious, and he lowered his head again in disbelief, looking carefully at the words above.

until……

The eager eyes gradually lost their luster, and the smile slowly disappeared.

With a violent outburst of emotions, he felt a surge of blood from his heart to his throat, the world was spinning, and he saw stars.

"puff!"

He spat out a large amount of blood onto the table, splashing onto the processed memorials.

His face was as pale as paper. He swayed and fell onto the chair. He raised his head and stared blankly at the beams above his head.

There were various intertwined emotions flashing in his eyes.
Anger, sadness, helplessness, despair, loss... in the end, it all returns to emptiness and emptiness.

He just murmured softly: "Father...why?"

His arms fell limply to the edge of the chair, swaying slightly.

Two pieces of paper splattered with blood also fell to the ground.

One is a tattered ancient book.

The other one was a brand new piece of letter paper with a few words written on it.

'Your Highness, today I went to the Observatory to meet the Imperial Master. I killed him and found some interesting things in his secret room. Would you like to see them?
Your Highness, are you not feeling well?

But I remember there were rumors that our prince was majestic and powerful, like a dragon and a tiger! How could he suddenly become like this?

The prince must be seriously ill, and His Majesty has lent his life to you.

Your Majesty certainly does not cherish your own life!
Your Majesty will definitely not borrow your life for the sake of immortality, right?

After all, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs...'

Mingchen didn't like the formal language used by civil officials in their memorials, so the content of the letter was simple and easy to understand.

He didn't care at all that he had killed the imperial teacher, and he even wrote it down carelessly.

And Xiao Zhengyang was unable to pay attention to this matter.

The important thing is the latter.

Mingchen didn't say anything wrong and didn't blame anyone, but every word he said was tinged with mockery, directed at the high-ranking person.

Combined with the text in the ancient books, each word was like a sharp knife accurately inserted into Xiao Zhengyang's chest.

He was like a child hiding in the shadows with his head buried in a hole. Now the sun shone in, and all his hidden doubts were revealed in the bright world. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs?
His father is more vicious than a tiger!

[Grafting Life-Transferring Curse], same-sex blood relatives, immortality...

The concealed intelligence is made public, and all the links are connected together to form a complete story.

Why, ever since the serious illness five years ago, has my health been deteriorating, as if a mountain is pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe and increasingly weak, and the imperial physician cannot diagnose any problems?

Was it because of that serious illness that I was about to die, so my father ordered the imperial teacher to cast a spell to save me?
Or, was this Mingchen deceiving him? Mingchen fabricated these things and hoped that he would obey his wishes?
Xiao Zhengyang really hopes that this is the truth.

But if this is true, Xiao Zhengyang would rather believe that the sun rises from the west.

He knew very well what kind of person his father was, heartless and ungrateful, with a deep mind...

He knew that the real answer was that his father had cursed him, using his own life to supplement his longevity.

He even gave up some of his other brothers and chose himself as the crown prince.

what is the reason?

If the heir lives too long, he will become an obstacle and a competitor.

He wants eternal life, he doesn't need an heir.

When the scar is suddenly revealed, people will feel pain, a pain that is piercing to the bone.

Xiao Zhengyang felt sad for himself.

The royal family has no family affection. Is it really true that there is no family affection at all?

The stories circulating in ancient books are so glaring and ironic.

……

Xiao Zhengyang leaned back in his chair, his bloodshot eyes staring upward without blinking, his fingers shaking slightly as he clenched his fists little by little.

Memories swirled around him, words echoing in his ears.

"You have the current emperor above you. If he disagrees with your solution, you can't do anything! What should you do?"

"Your Highness, a monarch without dominance and ambition is simply cowardice. You are the Crown Prince. Are you truly prepared to lead this country?"

"The Emperor is old and no longer has the energy to care about state affairs. Once this national crisis is over, you will succeed the throne."

……

Does his father, the emperor, really want him to ascend to the supreme throne?

He has been waiting, waiting.

Now, does he really have the opportunity to reach that position and realize his dream?

"Tick, tick."

Drops of blood fell to the ground, blooming into beautiful blood flowers.

Xiao Zhengyang didn't know what he was thinking.

He only remembered the last sentence in Mingchen's letter.

"Your Majesty will surely be delighted to see Your Highness ascend to the supreme throne."

'^-^'

……

Who doesn’t know how to raise a Gu?

The bird flew back not long after. Mingchen touched her head with a smile and looked at the moon in the sky.

It's time to go to bed!
However, someone might not be able to sleep.

The old emperor gave him a test and sat aside to watch him fight with the imperial teacher.

Then he would give the old emperor another question.

The prince's last bit of innocence was shattered by him.

Mingchen told the other party that he was in a desperate situation and had no way out.

The fog on the back road dissipated and revealed a cliff.

If you don't go all in and continue to be a coward, you'll just be waiting to die.

Mingchen argued with the imperial teacher and won.

I wonder if the old emperor can win if he fights with his son?
(End of this chapter)