Chapter 144: Sending You to the Sky (12)

"Prince Shen, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"

The first prince, Zhao Yuanduan, came to visit with a box of gold.

He, a prince without a fief, only had a salary, but his mother's family and the nobles who relied on him were rich, and they didn't even blink when they took out this box of gold.

Before giving a gift to someone you want to win over, you always have to inquire about the person's preferences. They didn't know where they got the news, saying that Prince Shen Minghuan was only focused on money.

Zhao Yuanduan still doubts the authenticity of the intelligence and firmly believes that no one in the world can be so vulgar, but he still gave up those fancy gifts and gave gold instead.

Zhao Yuanduan was polite and had a gentle smile: "Prince Shen once said that he would like to have a long talk with me. I wonder if he can still do it now?"

"Even if it didn't count initially, it counts after seeing this box full of gold." Shen Ming said with a smile.

Zhao Yuanduan also laughed, and for a while the guests and the host were enjoying themselves.

Probably because the gift was very satisfying, Shen Minghuan was very enthusiastic, "I know the purpose of Your Highness's visit. When Your Majesty mentioned the appointment of the Crown Prince, I was indeed there."

Zhao Yuanduan felt that his throat was a little dry. His eyes were eager and he couldn't wait to ask: "Does the father have a favorite candidate?"

He realized that he was too excited, coughed slightly and tried to make amends. After a while, he felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said dryly: "Make Prince Shen laugh."

"Where is it?" Shen Minghuan made a look of understanding, "I was also a prince. People with a background like you and me may look glamorous to others, but only you can know the pain involved. For example, the position of the prince, for example, Sometimes we don’t want to fight, but we just can’t.”

He looked at Zhao Yuanduan with pity, "Let's just talk about you, Your Highness. If you fail to become the prince, you may not even be able to save your life."

Zhao Yuanduan smiled bitterly, "Ming Huan knows me."

Shen Minghuan let out a long sigh, "When we met outside the palace three months ago, Gu has not yet thanked His Highness for his help. Your Highness is a good person. Gu and His Highness hit it off immediately. If possible, Gu also hopes that the crown prince of the Yan Kingdom will be you, Your Highness. What a pity——"

He sighed again.

Zhao Yuanduan was half guilty and half moved in the first half. Hearing this turning point, he almost didn't mention it, "What's the pity?"

He was so anxious that he couldn't maintain his elegant image, and kept asking: "Why is it such a pity? Just tell me!"

Shen Minghuan stopped talking and sighed one after another, "Your Majesty prefers the eldest prince."

"Actually, His Majesty had already planned to make the eldest prince the Crown Prince. Gu suggested that Your Majesty should consider it for a while longer and treat it as a final test for the princes. His Majesty then agreed."

Zhao Yuanduan almost cried with joy. He held Shen Minghuan's hand and his eyes filled with excitement: "Prince Shen, thank you very much for your kindness to me. From now on, your business will be my business. I..."

He spoke incoherently.

On the one hand, he didn't expect Shen Minghuan to have such great kindness towards him, and on the other hand - Shen Minghuan actually had such a great influence on Emperor Yan!

God help me!

Shen Minghuan freed his hand and said with shame: "After all, I am a Yongguo. It is inconvenient to interfere too much in imperial affairs. Your Highness will have to work hard next."

Zhao Yuanduan adjusted his sleeves and bowed deeply, "Please enlighten me."

Shen Minghuan did not avoid it, and accepted the gift confidently, and then said sincerely: "Since His Majesty is willing to give you more time, I also want to see more of your performance. Your Highness should seize the opportunity, these days' morning court or Be more active in all kinds of errands, so that His Majesty can see your abilities."

He waved his hand, signaled Zhao Yuanduan to come over, and whispered in a low voice: "Gu will give the eldest prince wrong information and teach him not to fight with you. Don't worry, Your Highness, Gu will definitely help you."

Good man!

There is no one in the world who is kinder, more enthusiastic, and treats him better than Shen Minghuan!

Zhao Yuanduan wiped away the moved tears from the corners of his eyes and left with choked sobs.

Not long after he left, the eldest prince Zhao Yuancheng came to visit with two boxes of gold.

"Your Majesty prefers a prince."

After some pleasantries, Shen Minghuan sighed regretfully, "Although I have never had the chance to meet you, Your Highness, I have long admired your name. When I first arrived in the Yan Kingdom, a prince deliberately tried to humiliate me. At that time, I felt that maybe only the eldest prince was like this. Only those who are generous and kind are worthy of great responsibilities.”

The eldest prince sobbed and grabbed Shen Minghuan's sleeve, "Minghuan, you must help me more. From now on, your business will be my business."

Shen Minghuan smiled gently, "Over the years, His Majesty should have known your abilities very well. Now that he is willing to give you more time, he also wants to see your character again. Your Highness, please do not be impatient. What happened in the past will be the same in the future. Let Your Majesty I see your composure.”

He waved his hand, signaled Zhao Yuancheng to come over, and whispered in a low voice: "Gu will give the first prince wrong information and teach him not to fight with you. Don't worry, Your Highness, Gu will definitely help you."

Except for the title, not a single word has been changed, and even the movements are exactly the same, which shows that it is perfunctory.

But Zhao Yuancheng didn't know, so he acted even more excited than Zhao Yuanduan.

God, how lucky he was!

Shen Minghuan is really a good person, a great good person.

There is no one in the world who is kinder, more enthusiastic, and treats him better than Shen Minghuan!

After Zhao Yuanduan, Zhao Yuancheng also walked out of the gate of Shen Mansion with red eyes and a smile on his face.

Suiqing was stunned.

If someone had watched all this process from the side, they might have the illusion that "I can do it too".

But in fact, Sui Qing knew that it was not that the two princes were too stupid, but that Shen Minghuan's words were too contagious.

For example, didn't he decide to submit to the man in front of him in just a few words?

Sui Qing didn't feel scared, nor did he worry that Shen Minghuan was using words to deceive him.

Anyway, it was too late.

He had already decided to dedicate his life to this man... his master.

Xie Zhifei walked out of the compartment door.

Shen Minghuan had too few people available, so he could only concentrate on listening in, sorting out the thick account book in his hand while recording the information that could be used during the conversation outside.

At the end of the conversation, his account book was almost sorted out, and the paper used for recording was still blank.

There was really no place for him to use his skills.

Xie Zhifei smiled bitterly, but the smile in his eyes became more gentle and brilliant, like a shining light.

But soon, the jade-like warm and bright smile was replaced by a deep sorrow, and his brows were tightly furrowed, turning into an unsolvable knot.

"My lord, you have worked hard. I will make some soup for you to moisten your throat. You should go and rest for a while." He lived in the Shen Mansion, and every day, Doctor He would diagnose and check his recovery. They became familiar with each other.

Doctor He often mentioned Shen Minghuan's physical condition, and his words were full of pessimistic worries.

Shen Minghuan glanced at him lazily: "Zi Zheng, worrying too much will make you old quickly."

He did feel a little tired, and slowly drank the tea, and sighed again: "I remember that there are many people who can read and count among the people who were rescued. You really don't have to do everything yourself."

Perhaps Shen Minghuan himself didn't realize that he was too good to Xie Zhifei, which was far beyond the pity of ordinary monarchs and ministers.

But if Shen Minghuan noticed it, he might say "worth it".

How to wipe off the messy whip marks on his body? How to comfort the souls crying in the long night? How to pay tribute to the ideals that are still soft and firm?

Xie Zhifei and Nan Huaijin deserve a brighter and warmer life.

Sui Qing brewed a pot of new tea for Shen Minghuan, helped Xie Zhifei sit down on the chair, and then stood aside with his head down.

In fact, he didn't have to do these things, but he always wanted to do more, maybe he would feel better, and one day he would be as innocent and calm as Xie Zhifei.

Xie Zhifei didn't refuse, and said "thank you" in a gentle voice, and then smiled and asked back: "Didn't the lord do it himself?"

Even if Shen Minghuan was busy, he would always confirm the things that others had done.

Xie Zhifei knew that this was not distrust, but a kind of caution.

No matter how serious a person is about the career he really cares about, it is not too much.

Xie Zhifei had been on the verge of life and death countless times because of injuries and illnesses. At that time, he bit his lip to force himself to open his eyes and force himself to crawl back from hell.

In the most desperate days, he kept this fantasy. He hoped that he could meet a master who was firm and persistent enough, and take their common ideals as his lifelong pursuit.

But when he really met one, he found that he was far less relieved than he imagined.

More helpless and worried.

Shen Minghuan felt that his counselor seemed to be a little overconfident. He had to compare with him when there were no other people to compare with. He could do this easily, and others did not have this ability.

But Shen Minghuan felt that he was a kind master, and his kindness was certified by the entire Yan royal family, so he could only sigh and coax: "Okay, let's rest together."

Xie Zhifei: "..."

He is ten years older than Shen Minghuan!

Shen Minghuan got up slowly, and Sui Qing put a cloak on him, as if he really intended to rest.

Xie Zhifei was very relieved, gathered his wide sleeves, and went to the small kitchen with a cane.

He had been a slave for so many years, and he had not been sold once.

He had a good-looking face, and he was once a son of a rich family. He was well-educated and good at music. The master thought it was a wise thing to have such a slave, so he did not let him do hard work like other slaves, but transferred him to serve.

Some of the favorite foods of the nobles, after being punished and scolded several times, slowly learned to cook them.

He had really rejected these "talents" and regarded them as shame. He was so ashamed of his servility that he wanted to commit suicide on the spot.

But he survived in the end. Time can smooth out many resentments. He can look at himself who was still a little immature and a little ridiculous at that time with a more mature perspective.

He couldn't understand why he was so resistant at the time? It's good to know how to cook. It's obviously a skill.

Shen Minghuan had already walked to the door. He told the servant standing outside the door: "I will write a letter later. You take it to the housekeeper and ask him to deliver it to the palace as soon as possible and give it to His Majesty."

Xie Zhifei paused while reminiscing about the past, "My Lord."

He smiled softly, and his voice became softer and gentler: "Didn't you say you wanted to go back to your room to rest?"

Since he pledged his loyalty, the counselor, who had been very burdened and extremely polite in his words and deeds, rarely used an interrogative tone, and he addressed "you" instead of "you".

Although it was only a one-word difference, Xie Zhifei would not make such an omission.

Shen Minghuan noticed something was wrong at the first moment.

He turned around and asked seriously: "Zi Zheng, who offended you?"

He looked like he was going to avenge the other party.