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

Chapter 97: Spirit Rat Si Nong, Killer Star Asks for a Fight

"Sir, I have never hurt anyone or stolen anything. I hope you will let me go."

Following Mingchen's gaze, he saw a little mouse held in his palm. It was only the size of a palm, white all over, but with golden ears. There was a long silver line on its back that stretched from head to tail. Its body was very clean, unlike the dirty and disgusting big rat that everyone hated.

These days, in the former Luoli City, mice are considered a rare and precious meat. Fortunately, it hid in Dong Jianhui's house. If it had fallen into an ordinary family, it would probably have been cooked.

It seemed to have finally given up struggling, looked up at Mingchen, and said helplessly.

【Spiritual Rat Si Nong】

[The clever rat Si Nong breeds rare species and nurtures the people]

And on its body, the information that only Mingchen could see was shining brightly.

Fuyao found this thing in the yard behind Dong Jianhui's mansion.

It is very special. In a small corner, it dug out a small piece of space, grabbed some seeds, put them in the soil, and took good care of them every day.

The mice did not steal food, but started to farm instead.

Fuyao discovered it and gave it directly to Mingchen.

It's quite interesting that a farming rat grew up in a city full of people eating people.

Mingchen looked at it with interest: "Don't worry, I don't mean any harm."

"what's your name?"

Shushu felt relieved after hearing this. He squatted on Mingchen's palm and looked up at this mysterious man. "My name is Wangsu. Wang means forget, and Su means millet."

Shushu is quite understanding.

There was no awkwardness at all when talking to Mingchen, as if it was not a mouse but a normal person.

"Forgotten millet?"

Wang Su looked at Ming Chen and asked, "My Lord, what do you want me to do?"

Mingchen shook his head, too lazy to say anything useless, and just got straight to the point: "Will you follow me?"

"Forehead……"

Wang Su was startled when he heard this, then turned to look in the direction of home, seeming a little hesitant.

Mingchen continued, "I know your wish. You might not be able to fulfill it even if you stay in that desolate city for a thousand or a hundred years."

"Why not follow me!"

Wang Su paused, somewhat incredulous, and asked, "What?"

There is no way to read minds in the world. How can this strange person know what it wants to do?

Mingchen lowered his eyes and said simply, "No one in this world is better at farming than me."

"Ok?"

He really knows!
Shushu opened his eyes wide and stared at this magical man.

This man looked handsome and unrestrained, like a spoiled young man, but he showed no signs of being exposed to the wind and sun, and he did not look like he knew how to farm.

but……

What he said touched Wang Su's heart.

It hesitated for a moment, looked in the direction of home, and finally nodded: "Okay!"

"I hope you won't lie to me!"

"I never lie~"

Uncle, I never lie.

……

"Ok?"

"Shengzi, what's wrong?"

At the same time, on the northern battlefield,
Inside the commander's tent, a guard walked into the camp with a jar of wine, a smile on his face.

When I looked up, I saw the not-so-tall man standing in front of the sand table, looking at it carefully with a frown on his face.

The guard immediately stopped laughing, stood still, held his breath, and made no sound.

It wasn't until the other party discovered him that he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "General, try this!"

"This is Beilie's wine, it's very strong, we can't buy it in Qianyuan, drink it!"

How long will it take to gain the support of the soldiers?

Maybe it only takes a moment, or maybe it won't take a lifetime.

However, this extremely young, thin, and immature-looking man had gained the trust and love of the Northern soldiers in just one month.

Is she compassionate to her subordinates and loves her soldiers like her own sons?
No, she had a stern face and never smiled. She never ate or rested with the soldiers.

Is it because she is of noble birth and studied under the military god Hou Buchen?

Nor is it!
The respect and admiration that soldiers have for the legendary general will not be passed on to his successor, and there are many examples of a tiger father having a dog son.

the reason is simple,
But, she can win!

Win win win!
Nothing matters in the army, as long as we can win!

During the month that the general arrived in the North, he organized many operations.

Drilling military formations, deploying troops on the front battlefield, intercepting food supply routes, launching surprise attacks, night raids... basically every action she took was successful.

I won’t say we will win big, but we will definitely not lose.

The Beilie Army, which had been invincible in every attack and battle and had even frightened the Qianyuan Army, suffered a defeat in front of this general for the first time.

He was stuck outside the pass and couldn't move forward even a step.

She even pushed back the front lines and recaptured several cities.

Although the conditions are still difficult, there is hope at least. It is much better than the previous battle that ended in failure.

If it weren't for her, Bei Lie might have already broken through the last barrier.

The principles in the military are the simplest and most direct. If you are strong enough, you will be respected.

No matter what kind of general he is, as long as he can lead his soldiers to victory, he can win the hearts of the soldiers.

And now, Ling Yu was ordered to turn the tide in the crisis. In just one month, he has become an idol of the soldiers.

He is worthy of being the disciple of the God of War.

Some people even began to fantasize that they could be like they were seventy years ago...

"Oh?"

The heavy pressure of the battlefield made Ling Yu breathless.

She was already at a disadvantage, so as a commander, she had to be extremely cautious. If she wasn't careful, there would be an abyss behind her.

Even though she has achieved a lot, she is still under a lot of pressure.

A month had passed and the promised messenger had set off.

If she doesn't achieve some big victory, the war will be over.

She let out a light breath, collected her thoughts, and looked at the wine jar in the guard's hand.

General Ling doesn't have any special hobbies and has a cold personality, but he likes wine.

Her guards knew this.

"General Qu specifically asked me to bring this to you."

Shengzi came forward, opened the letter, and said to Lingyu with a smile.

He poured the wine into a bowl and took a sip himself to make sure it was non-toxic.

Then he poured another bowl for Ling Yu and handed it to her respectfully.

"Really?"

Ling Yu took the wine bowl, and the strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face.

This is a strong liquor, not Mingchen's fine wine. It is a completely different style.

She tilted her head back and poured the wine into her throat. The spicy smell spread instantly, and she seemed to feel more energetic.

"My dear brother... I've never tasted a bar like this before~"

After drinking the wine, Ling Yu lowered his eyes and thought to himself.

That man treated her to so much good wine, if she had the chance, she would also like to treat him to some...

Why good wine?
It's not just because she drinks too much, but also because alcohol reminds her of someone.

It's been a month since I came out.
In the middle of the night, in a drunken trance, the face of that evil man seemed to keep circling in my mind from time to time.

Such thoughts are indescribable. Whenever I think of them, I can't help but want to laugh. I want to see him and talk to him about what I have done recently and what I have learned... "The general has a good alcohol tolerance!"

Shengzi's praise brought Ling Yu back to reality from her trance.

Ling Yu came back to his senses, leaned against the sand table, and casually asked the guard, "Shengzi, where are you from?"

The simple soldier had a simple smile on his face. When Ling Yu asked him about it, his blood boiled with a sense of honor. He said, "Report to the general, I am from Luolisheng in Wuzhou."

"Oh, that's pretty close. Are you married?"

He touched the back of his head and chuckled, "Hey~ My kid should be five years old now. I don't know if he recognizes me~"

"Yeah~"

Looking at the innocent smile on the other person's face, Ling Yu also lowered his eyes.

Seeing that the general seemed to have some human aura, Shengzi couldn't help but move closer to Lingyu and asked, "General, I heard that the envoy has already left the capital. Is that true?"

"Is the war coming to an end?"

Ling Yu frowned slightly when he heard this: "Who told you that?"

The atmosphere took a sharp turn for the worse. Shengzi's heart tightened, and he said dryly, "I heard from General Qu's guards..."

Ling Yu's eyes flickered with unknown emotions, and she asked him, "Don't want to fight anymore?"

Shengzi didn't know what Lingyu was thinking. He just gritted his teeth and said to Lingyu, "General, this war has been going on for more than three years."

"Who else wants to fight?"

"How many people died?"

His eyes were filled with tears as he said to Ling Yu, "To be honest with you, I still don't know why we are fighting to the death here."

Ling Yu is someone he respects.

During a previous night raid to rob grain, he was spotted and promoted to be a guard.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

Shengzi feels that General Lingyu is different from others.

Facing Ling Yu, he was not stingy with his sincerity and didn't know what to hide. He just spoke out his inner thoughts.

Becoming a soldier means putting your head on the back of your waist.

Who would like to sink into this state of being not sure about life or death every day?

Besides, the enemy is extremely powerful.

He was originally just a law-abiding farmer, but one day he was drafted into the army and came to this desolate northern land. He saw his comrades die every day and lived in fear every day.

More importantly, he didn't know what he was fighting for.

Rumor has it... it's just that an envoy from Beilie died?
Why did so many people from both countries have to pay with their lives?
Can't you just be well?
Ling Yu's eyes flickered when he heard this. He patted his shoulder gently and said, "We fight to the death to defend our country."

"If we don't fight, the enemy will underestimate us and humiliate us. What will happen when their cavalry breaks through the pass and confronts our wives and children with weapons?"

Shengzi paused when he heard this.
The general was worthy of being a general. Just a few simple words seemed to dispel his complaints and doubts of the past few years.

Imagine those northern barbarians breaking into the city and seeing his wife and children, what would he do?

Then he would fight to the death with those people no matter what!
He was distracted for a moment, then bowed to Ling Yu and said, "General, you are right, Shengzi is superficial."

Ling Yu forced a smile and asked, "If the war is over, what do you want to do?"

"What to do? We really don't know."

He grinned, smiling innocently, his eyes sparkling, and said to Ling Yu: "General, you are a good man, you are a powerful man. When the war is over in the future, you must come to Wuzhou in March next year. Our locust flowers are blooming beautifully, and the locust flower buns made by my wife are delicious. Please..."

The man seemed to have remembered something beautiful and kept talking to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu listened, but just lowered his eyes, no longer looking into the soldier's eyes, and did not speak again.

She had seen the place Shengzi mentioned when she came here, and it seemed... not as beautiful as he described.

She was right. The war was to defend the country, for the dignity of the nation, and to prevent the enemy from invading their homes.

but?
These soldiers are shedding blood and sweat on the front line, but behind them are fat and strong parasites greedily gnawing on their flesh and blood.

She had seen the prosperity and splendor of the capital, but she had also seen the poverty-stricken areas where civilians were starving and displaced.

The foreign enemies were stopped, but were their wives and children...really protected?

The man said that no one would remember the piles of dried bones of the soldiers at the border.

But she remembered, she remembered the honest smile of the soldier in front of her, and she also remembered the names of the brave soldiers under her command.

But she seemed to be the only one who remembered.

This battle...does it really have to continue?

She shook her head, clearing away the chaotic thoughts that were suffocating her.

She didn't want to think about it anymore.

The messenger is coming soon and she is running out of time.

The enemy's grinning face kept echoing in front of my eyes.

She is still unwilling!

She wants to do something.

She raised her head, interrupted the guard's chatter, and said, "Shengzi, go find General Qu and tell him that Ling Yu wants to discuss something."

"Uh...yes!"

……

"General Ling, it's true that heroes emerge from youth!"

"When we return to the capital, I will definitely commend you for your achievements!"

The general, who was about forty years old, strode into the tent with his head held high.

He is slightly fat, with a big face, small eyes, two small mustaches under his nose, and a hearty smile on his face. He seems to be in a good mood.

Looking at the young man in front of him with a cold temperament, he didn't care at all, but felt extremely close to him.

Who wouldn’t want to be close to a capable general?
What's more, this person is his subordinate.

He is the commander-in-chief of the three states in the northern battlefield, Qu Yangshu.

In name, he is the supreme leader here.

This was not an easy job and he was under a lot of pressure.

Bei Lie is coming with great force and is unstoppable.

Our morale is low, there are too many loopholes in logistics, and the relationship is complicated.

After losing a state, they retreated again and again, and had to bear the pressure from both the enemy and the government.

He didn't dare to attack rashly, so he could only wait cautiously, not seeking success, but only trying to avoid mistakes.

Qianyuan originally valued civil officials over military officials. Even if he had achieved some small achievements, they would probably be gone if the civil officials in the court talked about them.

If the fight continued, he didn't know how long he could hold out.

Fortunately, the young general came with the imperial edict. He didn't look strong and his temperament was a bit cold, but he was a capable man. He came from a famous family and was effective after he arrived.

He took on all his duties.

Training the troops, deploying troops, going into battle to meet the enemy... everything was done in an orderly and seamless manner.

Despite Qianyuan's decline, they managed to turn the tide and achieved many victories.

Power belongs to the capable.

Of course, Qu Yangshu was happy to delegate power and let the young man do it.

Someone helps him with the work and bears the pressure for him, and he can also get the credit, so why not use it?
Recently, a letter came from the court that the envoy had already set off.

This painful ordeal is finally coming to an end.

He was naturally in a good mood.

As long as he holds this last shift and waits for the envoy to arrive in Beilie and sign the treaty with the other party, his mission will be completed.

When the war is over and he returns to Kyoto, he will never suffer in this desolate and awful place again.

Lao Qu was in a good mood and had a smile on his face that was as warm as spring breeze wherever he went.

"General Qu, I want to fight."

However, immediately afterwards,

The words of this extremely talented young man instantly made his smile disappear.

(End of this chapter)