After exhausting myself to death

"Follow Qing and go outside the city."

Suiqing, who was driving, heard the angry voice of the man in the car and said "yes" in a low voice.

I just felt that my heart became a lot more relaxed with this atmosphere, but there was also a slight astringency.

Nie Shiyun laughed "hehe" twice and said, "Your Highness, do you know Nan Huaijin?"

He grew up on the border when he was a child, and only returned to Yongdu in recent years. The elders in the family are very secretive about Nan's family affairs. Occasionally, when he comes to the palace, he is told not to meddle in other people's affairs.

He had heard a few words, heard about the man's former wisdom, and heard about his current situation, but the person who spoke was sad and lamented, but he did not dare to lend a helping hand.

Nie Shiyun has never met Nan Huaijin, which is normal.

But His Highness the Crown Prince never even left the palace before, so he still met Nan Huaijin?

Shen Minghuan sighed and said seriously: "I have long admired your name."

Nie Shiyun heard the sincerity in it and became even more curious.

Now Shen Minghuan is the most outstanding person in the world in his eyes. He admires Nan Huaijin so much. Could it be that that person really has some ability?

"If you see him, say..."

Shen Minghuan sighed again, "He said, sometimes, escaping is not cowardice. Don't push yourself too hard, don't take everything as your own responsibility. This road is dark and long, but he is not the only one. People are walking."

Shen Minghuan paused, "He is not the only one walking, the sky will always light up, and no matter how long the night is, he will still come out."

Nie Shiyun wrote it down carefully, and then asked curiously: "What do you mean? What responsibility? What way? It's daylight."

Shen Minghuan glanced at him and said, "Just say it. If he doesn't listen, just say that now Jin State is busy trying to seize the legitimate son, and Yan State has no successor. There is still a lot of time, so he doesn't have to be in such a hurry."

After seven years of operation, Nan Huaijin has every way to make his life more comfortable.

He can completely let himself live like a transparent person like the original owner, at least he can avoid a lot of suffering.

However, his family was ruined, he had nothing to live on, and he was helpless. In order to obtain some information and plan some strategies, he had to appear in front of the emperor frequently.

Nie Shiyun didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from putting his hand on the sword at his waist, waiting for Shen Minghuan's order.

His Royal Highness, one of our own.

He, Nie Shiyun, is one of his own.

Only this one named Sui Qing is from the Yong Kingdom, which has no successor!

Sui Qing was very professional. Shen Minghuan didn't say anything, and he was still driving the carriage.

Just his right hand silently held the dagger in his sleeve.

Shen Minghuan snorted coldly and said in a threatening tone: "Take your weapons back."

It was clear that he didn't say anything, and the two of them obediently let go of their hands before realizing it.

"Your Highness!" Nie Shiyun scratched his head and ears anxiously.

This Sui Qing, even a blind person can tell that he is here to monitor His Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness belittles the State of Yan in front of him. How easy will it be in the future?

Shen Minghuan sighed helplessly, "Since I dare to speak, I am confident, so don't have such a big opinion against Sui Qing."

What an impact it will have on future relationships with colleagues.

Regardless of whether he opens his mouth or not, it is impossible for Emperor Yan not to place people around him. It would be better for him to take the initiative to ask for someone with higher quality.

Anyway, this person is just like the money in the treasury, sooner or later it will all be his.

Nie Shiyun finally refused to let Shen Ming see him off.

They were almost at the city gate, and Nie Shiyun insisted on sending Shen Minghuan back home, so they went back the same way.

Shen Minghuan was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he couldn't.

His health was so bad that he turned pale and coughed rapidly when he was excited, which scared Nie Shiyun half to death.

He rested for three days from his illness.

Before Shen Minghuan came into play, Emperor Yan still attached great importance to his little life, and specially transferred an imperial doctor from the palace to Shen Minghuan's residence to be on call at twelve o'clock.

Even his sons don't get this kind of treatment.

Precisely because of the importance shown by Emperor Yan, no one dared to treat Shen Minghuan like an ordinary proton.

He was treated as a prince according to the standards in Yandu. Ministers would stop and respectfully salute and say hello when they saw him on the road. After the third prince was punished, he had to smile and send an apology gift. Even the seventh prince was forced to do so by his mother-in-law. Come to apologize.

But Shen Minghuan, who everyone thought should be proud of the spring breeze, was sighing at this moment.

He held his nose with one hand and held a bowl of dark medicine in the other.

He stretched his hand very long, as if he could get further away from the medicine. Then he frowned with disgust and poured all the medicine into the flowerpot on the windowsill.

I don't know if it was for psychological reasons, but he felt that the flowers that had bloomed brightly suddenly withered.

Shen Minghuan silently said "Sorry" sincerely in his heart.

"Come here." He called out the door.

Well-trained servants filed in. When the maid picked up the empty medicine bowl, she glanced at Shen Minghuan in surprise, with admiration in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

Their new master was particularly easy to take care of, kind and tolerant, with a gentle temperament. Only when taking medicine, this person can find eight hundred reasons to refuse, and they are exhausted every time.

But the more this happens, the more they like this new owner.

It is too easy for a superior to refuse a request from a servant. Those people's light words will become an irreversible fate for them.

But Shen Minghuan has never used force to oppress others, nor has he punished anyone for this matter.

He didn't even use the words "sell" or "kill" when making angry threats. The most he said was that he would deduct their monthly payment.

In fact, it won’t be deducted in the end.

Shen Minghuan coughed twice more, "I have prepared all the invitations and send them out today."

The servant put on an extra coat for Shen Minghuan, even though it was still summer.

He was not afraid of going too far, so he spoke naturally: "Sir, all of you have embroidery shops in your residence, so I'm afraid you won't come to our shop to buy clothes."

Although the Yan State has not yet established a crown prince, it may cause misunderstandings and it is not easy to directly address Shen Minghuan as "Prince". "Prince Shen" or "Prince Yong" are too official and inappropriate to address one's own master.

Shen Minghuan saw that they were struggling to pronounce it, so he simply settled on the title "Young Master".

Another servant heard this and said angrily: "Who said we have to sell it to those adults? Can't we sell it to the common people?"

"In today's world, if we can't afford food anymore, who would be willing to buy clothes."

Shen Minghuan smiled mysteriously, "Who said I'm selling clothes? You just send out the invitations."

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At the same time, inside the Yan Palace.

Sui Qingzheng knelt down and reported to Emperor Yan what Shen Minghuan had done in recent days.

He has never studied and only learned a few words for the purpose of performing tasks. Fortunately, his memory is not bad, and he can even repeat what Shen Minghuan said exactly.

"There is no successor, is that what he said?" Emperor Yan murmured as if sighing.

Suiqing knew that this was just the king talking to himself and did not need an answer from him, so he remained silent.

Emperor Yan laughed suddenly, "That's right, Yan State is indeed..."

He quickly stopped and asked, "What is Shen Minghuan doing recently?"

"Young master has opened two ready-made clothing shops on Pingkang Street. They will open tomorrow. I have prepared invitations for all the ministers of the DPRK and China."

"Ready-made clothing store? Are you planning to use my ministers to support you and make your name famous?" Emperor Yan laughed, "That's all, let him do it."

Emperor Yan asked a few more questions in detail, and finally said coldly: "Go back. If he does anything unusual, report it immediately."

"Yes." Sui Qing kowtowed, then stood up and left.

Kneeling down is a great ceremony. Except for some formal sacrificial occasions, this ceremony is not performed even in the face of the saint. At most, it is just a deep bow.

Shen Minghuan and Nie Shiyun had been together for such a long time, and it was only once that Nie Shiyun felt that he had said something wrong, he knelt down to apologize, and he did not even kowtow.

But Sui Qing never stood up.

Sui Qing came out of the palace. The scorching sun was high outside and the sunlight was dazzling. He couldn't help but close his eyes.

There was something he didn't say when he relayed it.

"Don't be so critical of Sui Qing."

He memorized these eleven words so ordinary and insipid for a long time.

This was one of the few words that he heard that could be called gentle in the first half of his life, and it was also the only time that he could barely be considered speaking for him.

Suiqing opened her eyes, stood silently for a moment, and returned to the mansion while avoiding the sun.

He was born humble, curled up in the mud, and did not dare to pass through the warm sun.

After entering, I went to Shen Minghuan's residence as usual. A group of servants gathered outside. When they saw Sui Qing, they rolled their eyes exaggeratedly.

Everyone knew that he was from Emperor Yan, and everyone knew that he had just returned from reporting on the matter.

In fact, there were almost no innocent servants in Shen Minghuan's house. One-third were from Emperor Yan, one-third were installed by the princes, and the remaining one-third were bribed by certain ministers.

Among them, those who could not withstand the temptation and were insatiable were arranged by Shen Minghuan to clean the front hall, while those who had to serve because their relatives or people were manipulated were placed beside him.

It's not that I'm worried about being plotted, it's just that I feel comfortable getting along with these people.

Although each has his own master, it still does not prevent them from despising Sui Qing and secretly calling him a "traitor".

At first they didn't do anything.

Secondly, when one day they have to betray Shen Minghuan, they will still call themselves "wolf-hearted and ungrateful".

Sui Qing could see that he was used to their isolation and exclusion, so he didn't care. He was just a little curious as to why these people were not waiting for the young master.

Just as he was wondering, Shen Minghuan's frightened voice suddenly came from inside the house. Sui Qingxin was startled and immediately broke in the door.

"Didn't you drink medicine today? Why do you still need to drink it?"

Shen Minghuan and Dr. He looked at each other from afar. Dr. He was holding a bowl of dark and pungent medicine in his hand.

The two were startled by the sound and looked over at the same time.

Suiqing: "..."

He still kept pushing the door open, met their eyes, and knelt down silently to apologize.

Doctor He looked away. He sneered and pointed at the withered flowers on the window sill: "Sir, I am a doctor."