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

Chapter 89: Diplomatic Mission to Beilie
"Have you heard? Our army won and recaptured Xinfeng City!"

"I heard it, I heard it. It's said that the soldier led by our martial arts champion was called Ling Yu!"

"Hahahaha... Great, great! That's amazing! This is a good thing. It's all clear now."

"I heard that General Ling seems to be a disciple of that..."

"What? Qianyuan wants to negotiate? Why? The Beilie bandits provoked our country and invaded our border, and now they want to send people to cede land and negotiate?!"

"Why don't you keep fighting?! It's humiliating! It's shameful!"

"I think...it's better not to fight..."

……

The lingering rain will eventually pass and the sky will be clear again.

Time passes slowly,
More than a month has passed since the imperial examination results were announced.

The name that topped the list and was talked about by everyone seemed to have gradually been drowned in the tide of time and was no longer mentioned by people.

Instead, there is brand new news.

It seemed that an extraordinary general had emerged on the border. Victory news came in frequently, gradually reversing Qianyuan's decline, blocking the enemy's overwhelming attack, and even recaptured one or two cities.

The news of victory is always exciting and widely publicized.

But... news of peace talks also came out.

The messenger is ready to go.

These things, one by one, have become new topics of discussion among people.

In the restaurant, the storyteller was telling stories, the diners were chatting with each other, and a black cat was sleeping soundly on the beam.

Everything seems to be no different from before.

But the child sitting at the counter seemed a little different.

She sat there quietly as usual, but a strong sense of depression emanated from her whole body.

Several of the guys also stayed away from her and didn't dare to approach her to talk to her.

The reason... is because someone left.

"Humph!"

"You bastard disciple, you always take good care of me with food and drink, yet you didn't even take me with you to the battlefield!"

Others cannot see it, but the invisible ghost is right next to the child.

The old ghost blew his beard and glared, cursing viciously.

He hasn't seen a battlefield in many years.

He was born for the battlefield and died for the battlefield. Even though his homeland had been destroyed, he still wanted to see the magnificent battlefield, see the flags fluttering, and hear the trumpets blowing... Even if the flag was buried in the bloody place, he was willing to do so.

But unfortunately, the unfortunate disciple thought his flag was too big and was too lazy to carry it.

Keep him in this house to help Xiudie look after the house.

The time has come and Mingchen left. This was something that had been decided long ago, and it was time to set off.

After this man left, the restaurant seemed to have lost its soul.

"Excuse me, is Mingchen here?"

"He owes me a drink~"

Just then, someone came to the counter, tapped the table lightly, and spoke loudly.

……

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing,
"My name is Mingchen, nice to meet you, Mr. Dong."

On the official road to the north city gate, soldiers surrounded several carriages.

The red official robe in front was particularly eye-catching. Mingchen, as the youngest official, had a smile on his face and bowed to the people in front of him, neither humble nor arrogant.

A month after Ling Yu set off, after a heated discussion in the court, the envoys were about to set off.

Unless Ling Yu can defeat the enemy and threaten Bei Lie, peace talks are necessary.

There are still rebels to deal with in the south of Qianyuan.

The leader of the envoys was a man under forty, not tall, slightly overweight, with triangular eyes and a goatee. His eyes were sharp and he looked very shrewd. He was the nominal leader of this delegation, the Minister of Rites, a second-rank official named Dong Jingming.

At the same time, he was the chief minister of the cabinet and the son of Dong Zhenghong.

As the party that took the initiative to negotiate peace, Qianyuan must show sincerity and send officials with sufficient weight to speak.

The Minister of Rites, who was in charge of court etiquette, imperial examinations, sacrifices, and foreign affairs, was just the right person.

Because a traitor had attempted to assassinate the emperor during the previous imperial examination, the old Minister of Rites Zhai Junxian felt that he was to blame and simply resigned from his post on the grounds of poor performance.

The position became vacant and was originally supposed to be taken over by Feng Xiaozhong, the Minister of Rites. Feng Xiaozhong's qualifications and abilities were more than sufficient.

However, Dong Jingming was temporarily promoted to Minister of Rites.

The Crown Prince and the Prime Minister did not get along, but the Prime Minister rarely opposed him and did not speak up for Feng Xiaozhong, who was a member of the Crown Prince's faction.

A month later, Dong Jingming, the Minister of Rites, who had not yet firmly established himself in his position, was pulled up and became the imperial envoy, responsible for negotiations with Beilie.

This is not an easy job, it is despised by the people and will be stigmatized by history, but someone has to do it.

Maybe if you do well, you can get credit.

Now, the time has finally come, it's time to set off.

"Hahaha~ You're welcome~"

"Outstanding and heroic, it's true that heroes emerge from youth!"

"This must be our top examiner, Lord Ming!"

When he saw Mingchen coming, Dong Jingming's eyes lit up, and with a kind smile on his face, he moved towards Mingchen and patted his shoulder intimately.

He looks like a kind elder.

In the world of fame and fortune, no one is cold-hearted.

Arrogant and rude people, conceited people, and self-important people...all of these people have died long ago.

After the storm, those who remain may not be able to get things done, but they will definitely be able to be officials.

Even if they are political enemies, you should smile at them when you face them, but you can still stab them in the chest from behind to kill them.

Mingchen was just a small editor in the Hanlin Academy. Logically speaking, he was not at the same level as Dong Jingming. He was not even qualified to be an enemy and could not have a conversation with him at all.

But... Mingchen is not just a compiler.

He was a special champion and became an official without taking the palace examination.

This mission should have nothing to do with him, but he was specifically mentioned here.

Anyone can see that this person is unusual.

There were rumors before that this person was summoned into the palace by the emperor himself, and no one knew what they discussed.

His father had also warned him that the emperor said that although he, as the Minister of Rites, was nominally in charge, when it was really necessary to do something, he had to listen to this little editor.

In short, this person is extraordinary in every way.

Don't underestimate him because of his young age or his small official position.

This person has just entered the officialdom, has a clean background and has no faction.

It is better to make friends than to make enemies.

The officialdom is a chain of interests that are bound together layer by layer.

Since they, father and son, are extremely powerful, they need to be even more cautious.

It's only natural to greet people with a smile.

Mingchen also smiled and cupped his hands: "Thank you very much, I am still far from being as good as you! Mr. Dong is virtuous and upright, he is my role model~"

Is this the person chosen by the prince?
On the surface, Zhongdeng and Xiaodeng get along very harmoniously, but as for what they think in their hearts, no one knows.

Virtuous and upright?

me?

I don’t know if it was Dong Jingming’s illusion. Although it was a nice word, he inexplicably felt like he was being scolded.

And at this moment,
"Mingchen, you're here!"

(End of this chapter)