After exhausting myself to death

There are tents next to each other in the military camp, except Shen Minghuan's tent.

His tent was located in the center. Not only was it large and luxurious, but there were patrol posts nearby. Therefore, although Xie Zhifei's tent was said to be next door, it was still a short distance away.

Jindu could not accommodate all the soldiers, so except for half of the army who maintained order in the city and dealt with the aftermath, the rest returned to the camp after the victory.

"If Your Majesty personally leads the troops to fight, he will definitely be more powerful than General Yuwen and the others. Did you just see? With such a high city wall, Your Majesty shot the general to death with one arrow."

"No wonder His Majesty didn't do it himself before. If he did, we wouldn't get the military glory."

"Hey, I followed General Yuwen up to the city wall. You don't know that when I went up, the soldiers on the city wall were paralyzed. They said that when His Majesty shot that arrow, they saw a golden light."

The soldier who spoke was frothing. He looked around and stood on a taller boulder nearby. "That's not all. There is a dragon in the golden light. Do you know the dragon? Its eyes stared. Soldiers of Jin Kingdom My legs felt weak immediately, and they were still soft when I grabbed them and went down.”

Shen Minghuan listened with great interest. He felt that after a while, the rumors would become - after he shot the arrow, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, ghosts and gods appeared. Everyone in Jindu was frightened after hearing the news, and they collapsed on the ground and shouted long live.

It's quite interesting, as expected of me.

Shen Minghuan stopped Yu Wenshan from trying to interrupt him and walked around in another direction in a low-key manner.

The military doctor was bandaging Xie Zhifei's wounds. He had too many injuries, and it took the military doctor a lot of time just to apply the medicine.

Seeing Shen Minghuan coming, the military doctor quickly wrapped the last bandage, bowed and saluted: "I have met Your Majesty."

Shen Minghuan nodded slightly and asked, "How?"

"There is no longer any fear for life."

This description still sounded serious. He waved his hand, and the military doctor clearly exited the tent.

Imperial Physician He accepted his fate and stepped forward to take Xie Zhifei's pulse: "Your Majesty, I am about to have unique insights into trauma." Who still remembers that he was once a doctor who was not good at treating trauma?

"It has nothing to do with me, it's Huaijin and Zizheng. They always get hurt." Shen Minghuan threw the blame to the patient without hesitation.

Under normal circumstances, the first thing Xie Zhifei should have done when he came back was to see Shen Minghuan, but he also knew that he went too far this time by saying goodbye without saying goodbye. It would be fine if he could return safely and triumphantly, but he still tortured himself like this. So an ostrich mentality arises inexplicably.

At one moment he felt that Shen Minghuan would be very angry, at another moment he was ridiculing himself with self-loathing for taking himself too seriously, at the next moment he was worried that Shen Minghuan would despise him and make him look embarrassed, and he would fall on the wall in a state of embarrassment and half-dead, shaking the morale of the army in vain...

At one moment I regretted that I had not committed suicide earlier, and at the other I was glad that I did not die.

He didn't dare to see Shen Minghuan, so he postponed it until now.

But now that Shen Minghuan was here in person, he couldn't avoid it.

Xie Zhifei took a deep breath, struggled to get up, and knelt on the ground: "I am guilty, please punish me."

Before Doctor He had time to discern the pulse, the other party's hand suddenly withdrew. He snorted coldly and stood by without forcing himself.

Dr. He didn't like disobedient patients, and he hated this guy for bringing Shen Minghuan into trouble, so he simply watched the show with his hands behind his back.

Yu Wenshan and Nie Shiyun secretly observed Shen Minghuan's face, but hesitated to speak and wanted to help but did not dare.

"I am indeed very angry."

Xie Zhifei's face turned pale and he leaned over to answer "Yes."

He indeed made a big mistake, but Shen Minghuan saved him and allowed the military doctor to treat his injuries, so it probably wouldn't cost him his life.

But in the future, perhaps no one can compare to Nan Huaijin.

Shen Minghuan sat down on the chair and said in a cold tone, "Xie Zizheng, you should apologize to me."

Xie Zhifei, who was already thinking about how to torture himself and let Shen Minghuan vent his anger, said, "???"

Xie Zhifei was a little confused, and he said tentatively: "I'm sorry?"

Shen Minghuan nodded proudly and announced: "I forgive you."

Xie Zhifei's eyes were blank.

"Zizheng, I know you have your own considerations, and you are not wrong. You account for at least half of the credit for the Yong army's success in taking Jin."

"Only I am qualified to blame you for this matter, but you apologized and now I forgive you."

His body couldn't hide it for too long. Xie Zhifei was so smart that sooner or later he would discover the damage all this had done to his body. But that was not Xie Zhifei's fault, it was his own choice.

If we have to talk about responsibility, looking at the whole world, he is the only one who has the qualifications to blame Xie Zhifei.

In addition, even Xie Zhifei himself is not qualified.

——So Zizheng, if you recall this incident in the future, you must remember that I forgive you.

Yu Wenshan helped Xie Zhifei up with a wink, and Imperial Doctor He curled his lips, looking as expected.

Expecting the soft-hearted Shen Minghuan to punish people is worse than expecting a sow to climb a tree.

That is to say, Liang Da didn't know what Imperial Doctor He was thinking, otherwise he would crawl out of the ground and argue at the top of his lungs.

Xie Zhifei still couldn't react. He felt a little unreal, and for a moment he suspected that he was dreaming: "Your Majesty, you can... forgive me so easily?"

"You're still alive. There's nothing I can't forgive." Shen Minghuan said it calmly and naturally. He raised his eyes and sighed, as if he was thankful: "Zizheng, I was just about to lose you."

Although he felt that as long as he was present, there would be no possibility of "almost".

"Your Majesty..." Xie Zhifei's eyes were red, and all the uneasiness and thoughts in his heart disappeared in an instant with the cherishment revealed in these words.

Shen Minghuan said "hmm" and said with a smile: "Zizheng, I care about you very much. Even for my sake, you should care more about yourself."

Xie Zhifei lowered his head suddenly, a tear slipped quietly, and he responded with a trembling voice: "Yes, Your Majesty."

*

After the city became slightly more stable, Shen Minghuan was welcomed into the Jin Palace.

Jiuzhou is pacified. Such a great victory will definitely reward the three armies.

Thanks to Xie Zhifei making money to provide food and grass, the army has always been well fed. On a day worth celebrating like today, each person is even given a large piece of meat.

Yu Wenshan and Nie Shiyun spoke grandly of having fun with the soldiers, but in fact they just went to feast. Even if they wanted to see His Majesty again, they did not want to drink soup that was so bland that they could only smell the smell of medicine.

Xie Zhifei and Shen Minghuan, both sick, ate porridge made with chicken soup today, which was the most warming and tonic.

Shen Minghuan took the spoon and ate seriously, and soon he reached the bottom.

Xie Zhifei smiled and said, "Your Majesty has a good appetite today." Before he left, if Shen Minghuan had no one to watch his meal, he would probably be able to barely keep himself at a level where he would not starve to death.

He didn't know that Shen Minghuan couldn't use martial arts, but at first he was worried about whether this person's body could withstand the journey.

However, even Sui Qing, who saw Shen Minghuan vomiting blood with his own eyes, gradually let go of his guard due to this man's behavior as if nothing was wrong. No wonder Xie Zhifei couldn't see it.

Shen Minghuan swallowed another mouthful of porridge, "I just said that you are too careful on weekdays. I feel that I am very good."

Xie Zhifei just smiled and said nothing.

Doctor He felt uncomfortable, so he simply turned his back on Jing and went out the door with two medical books.

Most people lose their appetite when they feel slightly unwell. If you have stomach or abdominal cramps, eating is a torture. But Shen Minghuan's internal organs were in pain, but he could drink the porridge without changing his expression.

Doctor He felt that what Shen Minghuan drank was not the soft and glutinous rice porridge carefully cooked by the chef, but sharp blades glowing with cold light, and every bite was dripping with blood.

But he had to let Shen Minghuan eat. Only when he was full could he resist the disease, get better treatment, and have a chance to survive.

Dr. He sighed, flipping through medical books, thinking about ways to improve Ma Fei Powder.

*

The end of the war is just the beginning, not the end. Although the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, there were still many things to be dealt with.

When Dayong's regime was first established, it was still a turbulent, weak, and devastated dynasty. It was still a long way from the prosperous age that everyone yearned for and expected.

When Zhao Yuancheng learned that the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, he asked Mr. Zhou to witness that he voluntarily abdicated the throne and gave up the throne to Shen Minghuan.

The distance was long and it was quite tiring to send letters back and forth, so Shen Minghuan did not follow the "three resignations and three concessions" procedure.

Since the emperors are all the same, Yan State was naturally merged into Yong State.

Since then, Kyushu has been reunited.

After receiving the letter, officials from as far away as Yongdu rushed to Jindu. Because of the large number of people, they had to be divided into several groups.

Moving the capital has always been a big project, but even though Shen Minghuan ordered Yong Palace to be retained, the rare treasures that were inconvenient to bring with him could be omitted. The journey was still arduous and took several months.

Officials who did not want to leave their homeland stayed in Yongdu. Anyway, officials would need to be arranged there, but more people were excited about this feat and wanted to participate in the core of the construction of the new dynasty.

Maybe they, the "first batch of courtiers who founded the country", will appear in the history books.

The officials came with their families, including the elderly, the weak, women and children, so their marching speed was bound to be slow.

When they finally arrived at their destination after a long journey, they were immediately taken to work by the frantic Shen Minghuan before they had time to rest.

There are too many things to do: the law needs to be revised, and after it is formulated, it must find a way to spread it to the illiterate people. The official system must also be improved. What kind of official structure should be used in the new dynasty, and how should officials be selected? Between the Three Kingdoms How to eliminate the differences between the two countries and how to bring the world back to its core...

Although they had already begun to consider these things, when the day came, it still did not prevent the ministers from noisy and despising each other's ideas.

But there is one more thing that is urgent.

At the end of this year, with eighteen days left before New Year's Eve, Shen Minghuan held a coronation ceremony, with the title of Xia Zhao.

The courtiers who were waiting to show off their talents turned this enthronement ceremony into a founding ceremony. The old Yong Kingdom had disappeared with Shen Wei and Yan Jin, and now a brand new Yong Dynasty that was different from the past was established.

The officials worked quickly and slowly, and finally allowed the people to live a New Year that belonged to Xia Zhao.

Even if they are still poor, even if they are temporarily down and out, they can imagine the future with a smile.

Because what they were celebrating was New Year's Eve in the first year of Xia Zhao.

After the firecrackers went off and the fireworks burned out, it was the second year of Xia Zhao.