After exhausting myself to death

Yuwenshan, like Zhou, Liang Da and others, were bandits supported by Shen Minghuan.

In the past six months, there have been many riots in various countries. Perhaps there are too many desperate people in the world, so they have followed the footsteps of their predecessors like no other, using their lives as a bargaining chip, in exchange for someone like Zhou He and others who can walk openly in the sun. Chance.

Shen Minghuan just asked the caravan to carry these stories to the north and south of the Yangtze River, and did not do much other than that. But there will always be people who see hope, there will always be people who will not accept the status quo, and there will always be people who will make changes.

Troubled times will create heroes, and heroes will create a new world that is more anticipated.

Yu Wenshan is the only person who has given guidance to Shen Minghuan from the beginning to now. Even Zhou He and Liang Da later Shen Minghuan did not interfere too much. At most, he would help solve problems when they wrote letters for help.

Yuwenshan and his forces are a sharp sword planted by Shen Minghuan in the hinterland of Yong Kingdom, but no one has discovered it yet.

Xie Zhifei didn't know why he favored Yuwenshan alone in the past, but now he vaguely realized that it might be to prepare for Nan Huaijin who was far away in Yong Kingdom.

Xie Zhifei recalled the Nan Huaijin mentioned by Nie Shiyun, and suddenly felt that Nan Huaijin was very similar to him before meeting Shen Minghuan.

The same one fell from the clouds, the same miserable life experience and had to break his pride and struggle to survive, the same unfulfilled ambition.

But he quickly realized that Shen Minghuan knew Nan Huaijin first, so strictly speaking, it was not Nan Huaijin who looked like him, but he who looked like Nan Huaijin.

The sky slowly darkens, and the lights in the distance gradually shine.

When the first bouquet of fireworks burst into the sky, Shen Minghuan's fever finally subsided.

He had been burning for a day and lying in bed for a whole day. He couldn't stay any longer and wanted to get up to celebrate the festival.

Xie Zhifei disapproved and put two more clothes on him, "Doctor He said you should stay in bed and rest. It's cold outside. You will catch a cold if you go out."

Xie Zhifei felt that asking the young master to take good care of his body was more difficult than saving his life before, and more difficult than all his current jobs combined.

"I feel very good now." Shen Minghuan was forced to wear clothes that made him gain weight, with a face full of displeasure, "Zizheng, I just walked from the room to the front hall, which was only a few steps, so I couldn't do much. wind."

Xie Zhifei responded with a perfunctory "yes" and stuffed a heater into his hand.

The front room is ready for the New Year's Eve party.

Shen Minghuan gave the servants in his mansion a holiday, but in his mansion they were either spies or slaves who had been rescued and were homeless, so almost no one asked for leave.

For many people, this is a year of new life. They have been looking forward to this New Year's Eve festival as early as a month ago. They look forward to sharing this night's bustle with colleagues who have experienced the same experience and can understand each other, and the kindest son. .

Shen Minghuan almost thought that he was in the wrong place, "Are these dumplings delicious? Everyone has a frown on their face."

"Sir!" The servants noticed Shen Minghuan's arrival and immediately smiled.

They all knew that this man was seriously ill and originally thought that he would not show up this year.

"I know that if I didn't make this trip, you wouldn't be able to eat." Shen Minghuan's eyes were still sickly red, but his tone was high, and he sounded like "you can't live without me". Helpless, listening to it makes people feel relieved.

He stretched out his hands from the heavy clothes with difficulty, cupped his hands in salute, and said with a warm smile in his eyes: "Auspicious New Year, I hope you all can have a good time."

Everyone's eyes were inexplicably hot. Their past was indeed not a happy one. Every time they looked back, they were filled with bitter blood and tears, but they were already luckier than many people in the world.

"With Young Master here, we will definitely live a better life in the coming year."

"Master, please take care of yourself."

They were too afraid that something would happen to Shen Minghuan.

If there were no Shen Minghuan in this world, the life they now have that is more perfect than their dreams might end up being a waste of time, and they would still be facing endless oppression when they wake up.

It was whipping, scolding, and day after day with no end in sight.

Shen Minghuan turned around: "Sui Qing, if you move them again, they will be heated to death!"

Sui Qing, who was holding the third stove in his arms at the door, paused, like a little thief caught in the light, his eyes full of confusion and panic.

Xie Zhifei stood up helplessly and commanded, "Young Master is joking, Sui Qing, put it over here, get closer to Young Master."

The others also laughed.

"Sir, we are not hot."

"It's just that it's too cold. We just need a few more stoves."

Nie Shiyun and Lu Yu also had a bowl of dumplings. Nie Shiyun took one bite and said, "Mr. Lu, His Royal Highness is really amazing."

He didn't know what made His Highness the Prince so good, but he was so good anyway.

Lu Yu chewed slowly and said, "Yes, he is a very good master."

Regardless of his physical weakness, he came all the way just to let these civilian slaves, whom no one cared about, spend the festival in peace. He was a man of great mercy.

Shen Minghuan's table is filled with individually made medicinal meals. The table is full of soups and soups, which are bland and tasteless. Even though the kitchen has put a lot of thought into them, they are not very tasty.

Shen Minghuan felt that as long as he was not asked to take medicine, he would accept it.

What's more, he actually has no appetite. Even if he eats delicacies, he may have no taste in his mouth.

Xie Zhifei accompanied him to drink medicinal food, "Master, Zhou He sent two boxes of medicinal materials to the Chamber of Commerce, saying that they picked them from the mountains themselves and wanted to present them to you, Master."

Shen Minghuan looked up to the sky and sighed, "Zizheng, let's open another medicinal shop and sell everything."

Xie Zhifei thought for a while, "Mr. He should be angry."

"Liang Da sent some original copies of famous paintings. In addition, there were many bandits nearby who sent Zhou He gifts of thanks. They were all side dishes made by farmers and prey caught in the mountains. Zhou He sent them all."

Food is the most precious gift of thanks, especially in winter, which is difficult to obtain, which shows the gratitude in their hearts.

To take a step back, the rations can be used as a thank you gift, which means that they should have a pretty good life this year, at least they will not starve to death in the snow.

Shen Minghuan said "Ah" and said, "If they encounter difficulties, ask the Chamber of Commerce to help them more. As for these gifts... you can handle them as you see fit."

Xie Zhifei smiled slightly: "The Chamber of Commerce and these righteous men have always been in the same spirit."

"Ashuo and Aman also sent gifts, and I have sent them to the young master's room."

Chen Shuo and Chen Man were named by Shen Minghuan, the two children who were in charge of Hongcheng.

Xie Zhifei said slowly: "In addition to Hongcheng, the four cities of Qi, Ying, Ye, and Mang have also secretly sent New Year gifts. Don't worry, sir. On the surface, these four cities have nothing to do with us."

Shen Minghuan glanced at him and reflected, "Zizheng, are you too oppressive?"

There was also the work of transporting grain and grass from Yan State that he mentioned last time. Xie Zhifei also took it from Wang Suizhi without anyone noticing. Even Wang Suizhi thought that the other party was a small family who wanted to take advantage of him.

No one realizes yet that as long as Xie Zhifei goes on strike, Yan's economy will be paralyzed, and the nobles will not be able to buy food even if they have money.

Xie Zhifei laughed. He put down the tableware and cupped his hands: "Young master, are you satisfied? I'm no worse than..." Nan Huaijin, right?

He paused and said with a smile: "Isn't it worse than Mr. Zhou Yanzhou?"

Emperor Yan had high hopes for Zhou Yan, hoping that he could assist the prince to create greater glory for the country of Yan, but at the same time he was wary of him and worried that he had two intentions.

Zhou Yan has not relented yet and agreed to assist.

These literati were helpless in troubled times. Emperor Yan did not dare to risk the disapproval of the world to kill him, but most of them resorted to shameful means to harm others. Therefore, if the emperor forcibly announces the call, the literati will go there. If they don't do their best, it will be another matter.

Zhou Yan was honored to be treated like Shen Minghua when he first came to Yan State, surrounded by people sent by Emperor Yan who claimed to be taking care of him but were actually monitoring him.

Shen Minghuan met him several times, always in the presence of Emperor Yan.

How else to say that Emperor Yan trusted Shen Minghuan's eloquence? After Shen Minghuan's sincere persuasion, Zhou Yan probably felt that he could never escape for the rest of his life and had given up. He was reluctant to waste what he had learned throughout his life and was reluctant to let the people suffer, so he would occasionally give some suggestions.

For example, Prince Yan’s porridge donation this time.

But probably because I heard that Shen Minghuan was the one who instigated me to be "invited", I always had a bad attitude towards Shen Minghuan.

The two wise ministers under his command were at odds. Emperor Yan enjoyed this sweet trouble and had to carry water on both sides.

Shen Minghuan took the gold and silver treasures sent by Emperor Yan for comfort, and at the same time coveted Zhou Yan's talent.

"What are you comparing to him?" Shen Minghuan said boldly, "In Gu Yan's eyes, he is not as good as a hair of yours!"

Facts have proven that people should not talk about others behind their backs.

Otherwise, it will always be strangely heard by the person involved.

Mr. Zhou knocked on the window and smiled outside the window, "It seems that I came down at the wrong time."

Dr. He stood next to Zhou Yan and said in a strange tone: "Young Master has recovered well. Today's medicine is quite effective."

"Are you threatening Gu?" Shen Minghuan was dumbfounded, "Zizheng, you heard it, is this a threat? He will definitely put a lot of Coptis chinensis in Gu's medicine. This imperial doctor cannot take it!"

Dr. He walked in unbearably. He looked around, put the heater that Sui Qing was holding back into Shen Minghuan's hand, and wrapped the cloak for him, then took him back to the room, "You've been making trouble for long enough, now Go back and rest."

Everyone was very used to this scene, and they diligently helped Dr. He open the door. "It's the New Year, Dr. He is really working hard."

Lu Yu rubbed his eyes, feeling that everything he had learned was overturned, "How could they be so disrespectful to His Highness?!"

The people around him looked at him strangely, "How is this disrespectful? Doctor He is so kind to the young master. The young master is not even angry. Why are you anxious?"

Nie Shiyun pulled Lu Yu back: "Mr. Lu, why are you so excited all of a sudden?"

He suddenly realized: "Are you jealous?"

The king, the king, the minister, the minister, the father, the son, the son. What is it like in the book of sages that the king and his ministers get along well with each other and that the king is a sage and his ministers are virtuous?

That's probably it.

*

The group changed places and continued chatting.

Shen Minghuan grimaced, stretched out his hand to check Dr. He's pulse, and watched with fear as he scrawled and corrected the prescription.

Shen Minghuan didn't think it was necessary. His disease was written in the plot to be difficult to cure, and he wouldn't be able to survive no matter how much he was treated. Why bother asking for trouble? But he didn't dare to say it. He just mentioned it last time and was chased and chanted by everyone present for three days. Even Sui Qing echoed it.

Shen Minghuan became angry when he saw Zhou Yan gloating about his misfortune, "Mr. Zhou, does Emperor Yan know that you sneaked out to meet an orphan?"

"I'm just here to celebrate the festival with my senior fellow student. Who knew that senior fellow apprentice happens to live here?"

Zhou Yan said calmly, "What's more, the royal ceremony is complicated. Your Majesty should be staying up late with the princes and concubines, so you can't think about it."

Shen Minghuan looked at Imperial Physician He and then at Zhou Yan, "Are you actually brothers?"

Zhou Yan smiled, "It doesn't look like it?"

Doctor He raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised: "You don't know?"

"I don't know." Shen Minghuan looked at the surprised look in Doctor He's eyes and was even more surprised than him: "You haven't told Gu, so of course I don't know - what are you doing to check if Gu doesn't do anything?"

There are enough people to investigate and enough information to record.

Xie Zhifei stood up, bowed, and said apologetically: "I know."

Doctor He rolled his eyes, "That's how it should be. If you can't even find out about me, you have no right to stay with the young master."

Probably Xie Zhifei's life was brought back by Dr. He. Dr. He treated him with the rudeness of an elder to a junior, and usually used his seniority to oppress others.

"I was born into a medical family and was recruited into the palace. However, I didn't like those things, so I found a way to get out of the palace as soon as I had the chance." Dr. He explained.

Shen Minghuan shook his head, "Why are you so upset that you came here to Gu? If Gu dies, Emperor Yan might want to bury you with him out of anger."

Doctor He's hand shook, and the ink dots smeared the prescription he had just written.

He took a deep breath, changed a piece of paper, and while writing, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Since you know, please take care of yourself so as not to hurt me."

Shen Ming looked up at the sky and the earth happily, but could only hear nothing.

Seeing that Zhou Yan was enjoying the show, he said with ill intentions: "Given Emperor Yan's relationship with Mr. Zhou, it's time to call someone in for questioning tomorrow. Has Mr. Zhou figured out how to fool the people around him?"

Zhou Yan said unhurriedly: "Aren't the people around me all the young master's people?"

"That's not necessarily the case. You might become Emperor Yan's man again tomorrow."

They were "people" to each other. If Nie Shiyun was here, they would probably cover their heads and complain that they had a headache.

Zhou Yan sighed, "Sir, this is not the attitude of Corporal Li Xian."

Shen Minghuan snorted and smiled like a villain: "But Mr. Zhou has no other choice."

The master wants to ask counselors to assist him. Isn't the counselor choosing his own master?

Mr. Zhou should have been angry when this man used Emperor Yan to trick him into coming to the capital of Yan. But from the moment he saw the unique chamber of commerce, from the moment he discovered that there were no more slaves in the Yan country, he knew that there would be no slaves in the country. There will be others.

After meeting Shen Minghuan, no one is worthy of being his master.

And the final winner will be none other than Shen Minghuan.

Zhou Yan sighed repeatedly: "What you said makes sense, so I have no choice but to board the thief's ship, my lord."

Doctor He glanced at him and said contemptuously: "Pretending."

On the surface, I'm reluctant, but in my heart I don't know how satisfied I am.

Shen Minghuan said unceremoniously, "Zizheng, from now on, all the official affairs related to the Yan Kingdom will be handed over to Mr. Zhou, so you can rest more every day. Let the Chamber of Commerce focus on the Yong Kingdom first. The Jin Kingdom is not in a hurry, but you can take care of it slowly. Please pay more attention to Yuwenshan. After the New Year, build more stations on the road. The speed of information transmission is still too slow..."

As a junior, Xie Zhifei just stood by quietly and rarely spoke. Now that Shen Minghuan spoke, he stood up and said "yes".

He was a little helpless. Although Mr. Zhou was a great talent, he had just pledged his allegiance today, and the young master actually told the truth without any secrets. He was too unsuspecting.

But after thinking about it, the young master treated him the same way at the beginning, and he felt that he had no qualifications to object.

"The Yan Kingdom has the largest number of shops. The nobles have been inextricably connected with the chamber of commerce due to bandits. Mr. Zhou has never had contact with them before, so I'd better leave this part to my subordinates for the time being." Xie Zhifei smiled gently.

The procedures that should be followed must still be followed, and there must be no less temptations. In the past, it was fine if no one was around the young master. Now that he is here, the process of loyalty should be standardized. People must not underestimate the young master.

Shen Minghuan nodded slightly and had no objection.

He rarely opposed Xie Zhifei's decisions and gave the other party great power from the beginning. And even if Xie Zhifei knew that Shen Minghuan would have no objection, he would tell him everything.

This is the master's trust and respect for the counselor, and it is also the counselor's loyalty to the master in return.

Xie Zhifei felt warm in his heart. He calmed down and continued: "With Emperor Yan's expectations for Sir, I will definitely let the Prince and Sir have more contacts in the coming year. The Prince is honest, Sir..."

Xie Zhifei suddenly paused. He frowned and thought for a moment, then held his hand apologetically: "Sir, do you mind?"

With Zhou Yan's talent and temperament known all over the world, Emperor Yan and Zhao Yuancheng would most likely adopt his suggestions, but they didn't know if Zhou Yan would be willing to pretend to surrender and then do what a spy would do.

Zhou Yan's thoughts were a little stagnant. He had already learned about Shen Minghuan from his senior brother before he came, and he thought he had set his psychological expectations at the highest level. But after he arrived, he vaguely realized that Shen Minghuan seemed to have built a huge, invisible empire from the tip of the iceberg glimpsed in a few words.

It seems...it doesn't matter if he is there or not?

He looked at Xie Zhifei, who spoke calmly and calmly, and stroked his beard with pleasure, "Heroes emerge from youth."

After speaking, he laughed twice and said, "In your opinion, I am so pedantic? Officials have their own rules, and counselors have their own methods. Politics must be clear, but extraordinary methods can also be used in emergency situations."

"I wish I had no regrets in my heart. I just hope that my lord doesn't mind." Zhou Yan bowed his hand to Shen Minghuan.

Shen Minghuan waved his hand, "Don't say it's a fake surrender, sir, even if you really surrender, I can forgive you just once."

He propped up his chin: "Just because you don't bear a grudge and use a trick to invite you here and you are willing to go on New Year's Eve. Just because you asked Zhao Yuancheng to serve porridge outside the city. Just because you are praised by everyone for helping the world and serving the people, teaching and teaching." Your reputation as a human being is enough to give you a chance just because of your unparalleled resourcefulness when you were young."

Arrogant yet gentle.

Zhou Yan was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "My lord, if you want to conquer people, you will definitely not fail."

"A prize, a prize, a prize." Shen Minghuan tried to be modest.

Doctor He looked at the time and began to chase people away dissatisfied, "It's getting late. If you have nothing to do, you should leave as soon as possible. Follow Qing to the kitchen and bring the young master a bowl of porridge. He didn't eat well just now."

Zhou Yan did not dare to offend this senior brother, so he stood up and left obediently. Before leaving, he suddenly had an idea and asked curiously: "Sir, you said you would give me another chance, but what if Xie Zhifei betrayed me?"

This is a gift. Xie Zhifei has worked hard for Shen Minghuan and done so many things. If Zhou Yan can get a gold medal for avoiding death, Xie Zhifei must at least get more. However, Xie Zhifei was young and unknown. If he was promised a higher salary than Zhou Yan, it would be a lack of sincerity in recruiting talents.

Naturally, Xie Zhifei couldn't let his young master fall into a dilemma, so he used a joke to show off his temper: "My subordinates only believe in this one master and will not rebel even if they die."

Shen Minghuan nodded in agreement. He sighed and said sadly: "If Zizheng rebels, then I will be very sad."

Xie Zhifei was stunned.

The sound of firecrackers in the distance suddenly became ethereal, and there was silence in his ears. Only Shen Minghuan's sigh could be heard clearly.

He originally thought that there was no standard answer to this question, but now he realized that there was no answer better than this. Even though Shen Minghuan said that he would forgive him a thousand times, she never felt sorry for him once, which was so touching.

Zhou Yan was so angry that he threw up his sleeves and went out, "It doesn't matter if I betray the lord, right?"

It was New Year's Eve and there was a lot of noise in Shen's house.

Mr. Zhou kept cursing in the corridor, saying that he must have done many evil things in his previous life to end up with such a master;

As a favored vested interest, Xie Zhifei followed Mr. Zhou reservedly and apologized repeatedly;

Shen Minghuan, who had no medical skills, argued endlessly with Dr. He over the bitter medicine in the prescription. Dr. He was so angry that he crushed a writing brush;

Sui Qing stood in the room with blank eyes holding shredded chicken porridge, thinking seriously about who she should help.

The table in the front hall is clearly full of dumplings, but everyone is rushing to eat them;

Lu Yu had been on the run for days. After eating, he felt relaxed and slept in a corner with a bowl of dumplings in his arms.

Nie Shiyun became more and more excited and broke off a piece of dead branch to perform a sword dance for everyone in the yard;

The fireworks in the sky are continuous, decorating the night sky with colorful colors.

All the shops of the Chamber of Commerce are closed. They have no family members, and the people around them are family members;

Chen Shuo and Chen Man took the children from the Hongcheng Orphanage to make lanterns, write their wishes on them, and watch them float away on the river;

Liang Da took his brothers to Xia Ming Mountain, hunted wild boars with Zhou He and others, and lit a bonfire;

In the distant Yong Palace, Nan Huaijin watched the fireworks through the narrow window.

The clock strikes again, and it’s a new year.

*

If future generations read the history books, they will probably be surprised by the thickness of the pages of this year. It is so magnificent that it is enough to make people fascinated. It is an immortal masterpiece that will be recorded by the long river of time even if the person involved has no intention to write it.

For Yan State, this was the 24th year of Pingzhi.

For Yong State, this was the ninth year of Yanxing.

For Jin State, this was the eleventh year of Hongyuan.

But in history books, they have a common name-the first year of Xia Zhao.

But that is all for the future, and now Xie Zhifei is very anxious.

He didn't expect that his playful words on New Year's Eve would actually come true for other people.

On February 2, the dragon raises its head.

Mingshan Zhouhe, Hongshan Liangda, rebelled.