Chapter 151: Sending You to the Sky (19)

Yuwenshan, like Zhou He and Liang Da, is a bandit fostered by Shen Minghuan.

There have been many riots in various countries in the past six months. Perhaps there are too many people in this world who are desperate, so they follow the footsteps of their predecessors and use their lives as bargaining chips to exchange for an opportunity to walk openly in the sun like Zhou He and others.

Shen Minghuan just asked the caravan to bring these stories to the north and south of the country, and did not do much else, but there will always be people who will see hope, there will always be people who will not be satisfied with 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.

Yuwenshan is the only person who has been guided by Shen Minghuan from the beginning to now. Even Zhou He and Liang Da were not intervened by Shen Minghuan too much later. At most, he would help solve them when they encountered problems and wrote letters for help.

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

Xie Zhifei didn't know why he was so fond of Yuwenshan before, but now he vaguely realized that it might be a preparation for Nan Huaijin who was far away in Yongguo.

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

The same day he fell from the clouds, the same tragic life experience required him to break his pride and struggle to survive, and the same ambition could not be fulfilled.

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

The sky gradually darkened, and the lights in the distance gradually brightened.

When the first bunch of fireworks bloomed in the sky, Shen Minghuan's fever finally subsided.

He had been feverish for a day and lay in bed for a 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 need to stay in bed. It's cold outside. You will catch a cold if you go out."

Xie Zhifei felt that it was harder to ask the young master to take care of his body than to save his life before, and harder than all his current work combined.

"I feel very good now." Shen Minghuan was forced to wear clothes that made him fatter, and his face was full of displeasure, "Zi Zheng, I just walked from the room to the front hall, there are only a few steps in total, and there is not much wind."

Xie Zhifei said "yes" perfunctorily and stuffed a heater into his hand.

The New Year's Eve banquet has been prepared in the front hall.

Shen Minghuan gave the servants in the mansion a holiday, but there were either spies or homeless slaves rescued by him in his mansion, so almost no one asked for leave.

For many people, this is a year of rebirth. They have been looking forward to this New Year's Eve festival since a month ago, looking forward to sharing the hustle and bustle of this night with colleagues who have the same experience and can understand each other and the kindest young master.

Shen Minghuan almost thought he had gone to the wrong place, "Are these dumplings so bad? Everyone is so sad."

"Sir!" The servants noticed Shen Minghuan and smiled.

They all knew that he had been seriously ill and thought he would not show up this year.

"I knew it. If I didn't go on this trip, you wouldn't be able to eat." Shen Minghuan's eyes were still red from illness, but his tone was up, and his "you can't live without me" boastful and helpless manner made people let down their guard.

He stretched his hand out from the heavy clothes with difficulty, bowed his hands, and smiled warmly in his eyes: "Auspicious New Year, I wish you all good luck."

Everyone's eyes were warmed for no reason. Their past was indeed not very happy. Every time they looked back, they were mixed with bitter tears, but they were already luckier than many people in this world.

"With you here, we will definitely have a better life next year."

"Please take care of yourself, young master."

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

If Shen Minghuan was no longer in this world, the life they now had, which was better than a dream, might eventually end up in vain, and when they woke up, they would still be oppressed endlessly.

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 die of heat!"

Sui Qing, who was holding the third stove at the door, stopped, like a thief caught by the light, with panic in his eyes.

Xie Zhifei had no choice but to stand up and command, "Young master is joking, Sui Qing, put it over here, closer to you."

Others also laughed.

"Sir, we're not hot."

"That's right, it's too cold, we need more stoves."

Nie Shiyun and Lu Yu also got a bowl of dumplings, Nie Shiyun ate one at a time, "Sir Lu, His Royal Highness is really amazing."

He didn't know what was so amazing about His Royal Highness, but he was amazing anyway.

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

He came all the way here despite his weak body, just to let these civilian slaves who were not taken seriously by everyone spend the holiday in peace. He is a very compassionate person.

Shen Minghuan's table was full of individually prepared medicinal food, full of soups and water, bland and tasteless. Even if the kitchen put in a lot of effort, it was not very delicious.

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

What's more, he actually had no appetite, even if it was a delicacy, it would probably have no taste.

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

Shen Minghuan sighed to the sky, "Zi Zheng, let's open another herbal medicine shop and sell them all."

Xie Zhifei thought for a while, "Doctor 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 yet to relent and agree to assist.

They, 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 calls for it, all the literati will go. If they don’t do their best, that’s another matter.

Zhou Yan was honored to have the treatment Shen Minghua had 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 would never be able to 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 stunned, "Zizheng, you heard it, is this a threat? He will definitely put a lot of Coptis chinensis in Gu's medicine. This imperial doctor can't take it anymore!"

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 opened the door for Dr. He, "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 does it mean when the king and his ministers get along well with each other and the king is a sage and his ministers are virtuous as written in the sages’ books?

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 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 haven't found 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 pressure 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 opportunity." 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, "Master, 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 because 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 found out 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 my lord's pirate ship."

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 and build more stations on the road after the New Year. 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 linked to the chamber of commerce because of bandits. Mr. Zhou has never had contact with them before, so this part should be left to his 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 cannot 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 famous talent and temperament, 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's 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. Of course, politics must be clear, but extraordinary methods can also be used in emergency situations."

"I just want to be clear 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."

Both arrogant and 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 didn't 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 to avoid death, Xie Zhifei must at least have 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 son fall into a dilemma, so he used a joke to show off his temper: "My subordinates only believe in this one master, and they 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 look through 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 inscribed by the long river of time even if the person involved has no intention of writing 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.