Chapter 136: Sending You to the Sky (4)

"Sui Qing, go outside the city."

Sui Qing, who was driving, heard the man's angry voice in the car and responded with a low "yes".

I felt that my heart became much more relaxed with this atmosphere, but there was a slight bitterness.

Nie Shiyun laughed twice, "Your Highness knows Nan Huaijin?"

He grew up in the border when he was young and only returned to Yongdu in recent years. The elders in his family kept the Nan family's affairs secret. Occasionally, when he entered the palace, he was also told not to meddle in other people's business.

He had heard a few words, heard about the man's former intelligence, and heard about his current situation, but the people who said it were sad and sighed, but did not dare to lend a hand.

It is normal that Nie Shiyun has never seen Nan Huaijin.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has never even left the palace before, and he has met Nan Huaijin?

Shen Minghuan sighed and said seriously: "I have heard of your name for a long time."

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

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

"If you see him, just tell him..."

Shen Minghuan sighed again, "Just tell him that sometimes, escaping is not cowardice. Don't push yourself too hard, don't take everything as your responsibility. This road is dark and long, but he is not the only one walking on it."

Shen Minghuan paused, "He is not the only one walking on it. The sky will always be bright. No matter how long the night is, he will get out of it."

Nie Shiyun wrote it down carefully, and then asked curiously: "What do you mean? What responsibility? What road? The sky is bright."

Shen Minghuan glanced at him, "Just tell him directly. If he doesn't listen, you can say that Jin State is busy fighting for the throne, and Yan State has no successor, and there is still a lot of time, so he doesn't have to be so anxious."

After seven years of operation, Nan Huaijin has a way to make himself live more comfortably.

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

But his family was destroyed, he had nothing, and he had no one to rely on. In order to get some information and to run some strategies, he had to appear in front of the emperor frequently.

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

His Highness, we are one of our own.

He, Nie Shiyun, is one of our own.

Only this person named Sui Qing is from the Yong State of Yong State, which has no successor!

Sui Qing is very professional. He was still driving the carriage before Shen Minghuan said anything.

He just quietly grasped the dagger in his sleeve with his right hand.

Shen Minghuan snorted coldly and threatened: "Please take back your weapons."

He didn't say anything, and the two instinctively let go of their hands before they knew it.

"Your Highness!" Nie Shiyun was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

This Sui Qing, even a blind man could see that he was here to monitor His Highness. His Highness belittled Yan State in front of him. How could he have a good life in the future?

Shen Minghuan sighed helplessly, "Since I dare to say it, I must be sure. Don't be so dissatisfied with Sui Qing."

It will affect the relationship between colleagues in the future.

Whether he speaks or not, the Emperor of Yan will definitely place people around him. It is better for him to take the initiative to ask for a higher quality one.

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

Nie Shiyun finally didn't let Shen Minghuan see him off.

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

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

He was in poor health. When he was excited, his face turned pale and he coughed rapidly, which scared Nie Shiyun half to death.

He rested for three days for this illness.

Before Shen Minghuan played a role, the Emperor of Yan still valued his life very much. He specially transferred an imperial physician from the palace to Shen Minghuan's mansion and was on call for twelve hours.

Even his sons didn't get this treatment.

It was precisely because of the importance shown by the Emperor of Yan that no one dared to treat Shen Minghuan as an ordinary hostage.

He was treated as a prince in Yandu in all respects. When the ministers saw him on the road, they would stop and greet him respectfully. The third prince had to force a smile to send an apology gift after being punished. Even the seventh prince was forced by his mother to apologize.

But Shen Minghuan, who everyone imagined should be in high spirits, was sighing at this moment.

He pinched his nose with one hand and held a bowl of black medicine with the other.

His hand was stretched out as if he could stay 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’s psychological reason, he felt that the flowers that were originally blooming brilliantly wilted instantly.

Shen Minghuan silently and sincerely said "sorry" in his heart.

"Come here." He called out to the door.

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

Their new master was particularly easy to serve, kind and gentle. Only when he took the medicine, he could find eight hundred reasons to refuse, and they were exhausted every time.

But the more this happened, the more they liked this new master.

It was too easy for the superior to refuse a servant's request. Those people's light words, when they fell on them, became an irreversible fate.

But Shen Minghuan never oppressed anyone with power, nor did he punish anyone for this matter.

Even when he threatened with angry words, he never used words like "sell" or "beat and kill", at most he just shouted that he would deduct their monthly salary.

In fact, he would not deduct it 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 carrying out 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 in a sigh.

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 will not be 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 he heard that could be called gentle in the first half of his life, and it was also the only time 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 up the mess in 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 of them 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."