Chapter 166 Sending You to the Sky (34) Ended

Shen Minghuan forcefully changed Jindu to Yongdu, and then asked the ministers to think about what the original Yongdu should be renamed.

Chen Yushi and others casually made two suggestions. Seeing that they could not reach a consensus, they flattered each other and then handed it over to the officials below.

—— If it is not the capital, what qualifications do they have to rack their brains to name it? They are busy.

Since the name of the capital is undisputed, the ministers began to quarrel about the future official system.

Should the big framework continue to use the system of three officials and nine ministers, or the system of three provinces and six ministries? Or should they create a system themselves?

Before they could make any efforts, Shen Minghuan arbitrarily appointed Nan Huaijin as the right prime minister and Xie Zhifei as the left prime minister.

Okay, the most critical left and right prime ministers have come out, there is no need to quarrel, and the remaining official positions will be left to the prime minister to consider, who asked them to take charge of political affairs.

The court officials thought sourly.

They were not unconvinced. After all, although these two were young compared to other important officials, their contributions were obvious to all.

Nan Huaijin handled government affairs in an orderly manner when His Majesty was away, let's not talk about that for now. Let's talk about Xie Zhifei, who went into the enemy camp alone and caused chaos within the enemy army. Even if he was unfortunately captured and tortured, he would rather die than surrender. Who can compare with such hard work and great achievements?

As for the prime minister's excessive power, is it feared that the imperial power will fall into the hands of others?

Just kidding, the emperor is Shen Minghuan. Even if everyone present rebelled collectively, he could build an army and fight back again. The omnipotent Shen Minghuan.

As long as he was in office, no one dared to make any unusual moves, and they had to pretend to be loyal. Not to mention that the two prime ministers were loyal and respectful to His Majesty, and they would even want to take the jobs of the servants on weekdays.

It is possible that the emperor in the future will not be able to suppress the two prime ministers, but we will talk about the future later. Your Majesty is only 17 years old this year, and there are still three years before the coming of age. They have not even submitted a petition to open a harem.

Moreover, if we count by age, the two prime ministers will die earlier than Your Majesty.

Why think about things so far away? There is still a lot of work to be done.

*

The new Yong Dynasty is like a rising sun, blooming with magnificent vitality, and even Shen Minghuan's health seems to be much better than before he ascended the throne.

After two years of hard work, Yong can already vaguely see the prosperity and glory of the prosperous times.

If he still needed to transport grain from north to south to ensure that the people would not starve to death in the first year, the granary outside Yongdu City could be filled in the second year.

Two years ago, the road was full of starving people, and the skinny people opened their lifeless eyes and numbly looked at this crazy and chaotic world.

Two years later, the houses on the roadside were well-built, and pedestrians were wearing neat clothes and had more flesh on their faces. They greeted people around them with smiles, regardless of whether they knew each other or not.

But at the same time, the 19-year-old Shen Minghuan suddenly fainted while discussing current affairs in the imperial study.

Those present were all trusted ministers. Although the news was not spread, they were really scared.

Fortunately, Shen Minghuan did not faint for long. He Taiyi came hurriedly with a medicine box and woke up before he could give him an injection.

The ministers left in fear. They thought that Shen Minghuan was overworked and repeatedly told the young emperor to take care of rest.

God would not always favor Dayong. The world had waited for many years for a Shen Minghuan to appear. They did not think they could wait for the second one.

—— There will be no more Shen Minghuan, and there will be no more outstanding emperor than Shen Minghuan.

But this was not the only time.

When Shen Minghuan vomited blood in front of them for the second time and fainted in front of them for the third time, Chen Yushi finally couldn't help it.

Shen Minghuan is diligent, but they don't meet all the time. This is when they see each other. How much more have they not seen?

"Doctor He, tell me the truth, how is His Majesty's health?"

Shen Minghuan woke up slowly and heard this sentence. He instinctively protected his son, "Why are you asking Doctor He? Ask me about my health."

He comforted him again: "My dear ministers, don't worry too much. I have expected that Dayong will not be in chaos because of this."

Obviously, he should be comforted the most, but now he is comforting others, and he didn't consider himself at all in his words. He was thinking about Dayong.

Xie Zhifei half-knelt beside Shen Minghuan's bed, raised his head with a sad look, and murmured: "Your Majesty, how could it be so early..."

Isn't it still a year before the age of 15? Even if he really reaches the age of 15, with Doctor He, doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau, and so many rare treasures, how can he not be cured?

Shen Minghuan's eyes were gentle, "Sooner or later, there will always be this day."

Chen Yushi took two steps back suddenly. He suddenly remembered that it seemed like a long time ago, he heard that the fifth prince who had little presence in the deep palace had a serious illness. The imperial physician said that this was a disease brought from the mother's womb and was destined to not live beyond adulthood.

But he didn't care at the time.

If I knew earlier... If I knew earlier...

He would definitely take the little prince out at all costs, search for good medicine in the world, and carefully nurse him.

He started to nurse the disease brought from the mother's womb from birth, and he could always let His Majesty live beyond adulthood and live to a hundred years old.

Chen Yushi also knew that it was really unreasonable to blame himself so harshly, but what else could he do besides blaming himself?

If Shen Minghuan died, he would also take away the foreseeable glorious future of Dayong. Then what else could he do besides blaming the gloomy past that he had stood by and watched countless times?

"Heaven has its own way, it does not exist for Yao, nor does it die for Jie."

Shen Minghuan coughed twice, "Everyone present is the pillar of our country. Even if I am gone, with you here, Dayong will surely be prosperous and peaceful."

He half leaned on the bed and said with his hands folded: "The people of Dayong will rely on you."

Censor Chen and other important officials all bowed deeply, touching their foreheads to the ground: "We, the ministers, will not refuse even if we die."

The voice was trembling, and it took a long time to get up, and the sound of crying could be vaguely heard.

Shen Minghuan sighed and looked at the two prime ministers beside him. The most alert person, at this moment, had a dull look in his eyes, as if he had lost his soul.

Dr. He stood aside with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking, and seemed to have forgotten that he still had a silver needle in his hand.

Shen Minghuan thought, fortunately, the generals were all sent out by him, otherwise this scene would be even more difficult to appease.

All of them were heroes who came out of the troubled times, and were used to seeing life and death. Shen Minghuan knew that his court officials could walk out by themselves, but kneeling for a long time would be uncomfortable.

He smiled and said, "I'm not dead yet, so you don't have to start feeling sad so early."

Letting the palace servants bring chairs for the court officials to sit down, Shen Minghuan ordered, "Bring the Ninth Prince here."

Shen Wei died earlier than in the plot, and the twelfth prince was not born yet. Of course, even if he was born, Shen Minghuan would not choose him.

Shen Minghuan's brothers and sisters all live in the harem. The tenth prince and the eleventh princess are still young, and the ninth prince is seven years old this year, which is the age of enlightenment.

The ninth prince followed the palace servants in with some fear. He was so small that he shrank his neck when he saw so many adults present.

He didn't remember much about things before the age of four. He had only lived for seven years, and three years was a very long time. The image of Shen Wei gradually faded. In his memory, Shen Minghuan seemed to be a monarch who had the final say from the beginning.

The Ninth Prince recalled his mother's teachings and knelt down tremblingly to salute: "Your Majesty."

Shen Minghuan had never been to the harem. This was the first time that the Ninth Prince saw the wise and powerful brother mentioned by the palace maids and guards.

The entire royal family felt guilty about Shen Minghuan. They were afraid because they felt guilty. Usually, hearing the word "Your Majesty" was like a mouse seeing a cat. The Ninth Prince was influenced by this and didn't even dare to look up at Shen Minghuan.

Although Shen Minghuan hated Shen Wei very much because of Nan Huaijin's experience, he didn't vent his anger on such a young child.

"Xiaojiu, come here." He waved his hand, "Call me brother from now on."

The Ninth Prince got up awkwardly and walked over. He looked up boldly and saw Shen Minghuan's gentle and smiling face.

It was really good-looking.

The Ninth Prince thought that what his mother said was wrong. Such a good-looking brother was not a bad person. The ministers immediately understood.

Even if they couldn't accept it, they had to go on with their lives. If Shen Minghuan's death was inevitable, they had to re-establish a monarch for Dayong.

But what was so special about the Ninth Prince that he could win the favor of Shen Minghuan? I didn't expect that Shen Wei had no other abilities, but the children he gave birth to were really good.

They looked at the little Ninth Prince carefully. They didn't dare to hope to be on par with Shen Minghuan, but he should be considered a wise monarch, right?

The Ninth Prince trembled and grabbed the corner of Shen Minghuan's clothes, "Brother."

The courtiers looked away in disappointment.

Too ordinary.

In fact, it was normal for a seven-year-old child to behave like this. They were asking too much, but it was not their fault. After all, Shen Minghuan was a pearl and jade before them.

His brilliance was as bright as the sun, bright and shining.

Facts have proved that Shen Wei's ability to give birth to children was also average.

Shen Minghuan didn't have such deep expectations for the Ninth Prince, as long as he didn't grow up crooked in the future.

He held the Ninth Prince's hand: "Xiaojiu, you will be the crown prince from now on, the heir of Dayong."

After all, he was a child of the royal family. Even though the Ninth Prince was confused along the way, he understood the meaning of this sentence very well. He opened his mouth wide: "Brother, I..."

It's not that his brother is too young to have children, so it's strange that he is the crown prince.

Shen Minghuan introduced him: "This is my right prime minister, Nan Huaijin; left prime minister, Xie Zhifei."

Nan Huaijin and Xie Zhifei were in a trance, but they bowed slightly instinctively when they heard Shen Minghuan's words.

Shen Minghuan gently pushed the Ninth Prince, "Xiaojiu, go and serve tea to your two teachers."

Nan Huaijin and Xie Zhifei suddenly came to their senses. They stood up and left their seats, "Your Majesty, we dare not, please take back your order."

The Ninth Prince was the heir chosen by Shen Minghuan. Just based on this point, the two of them would do their best to assist him no matter what.

Even if he was another Shen Wei, Nan Huaijin would recognize him.

"You deserve it. If you didn't think the seniority was wrong, I would have wanted Xiao Jiu to worship you as his adoptive father. Xiao Jiu is young, you can teach him however you want. If you think you can't teach him well, it's okay, anyway, there are Xiao Shi and Xiao Eleven below."

His words really shocked the world, and he was clearly saying that he would raise this future crown prince as a mascot.

The important officials took a deep breath and knelt down one after another, thinking that Shen Minghua was testing whether they had the heart of rebellion and would take advantage of the young master's youth to interfere in government affairs.

But they obviously underestimated Shen Minghuan's heart to protect Nan Huaijin and Xie Zhifei.

Originally, they fought together to win this world, and even Chen Yushi was more qualified for the throne than Shen Wei's children.

Shen Minghuan said frankly in front of the Ninth Prince: "My dear ministers, you are my reliance for building a prosperous era. I only trust you. You have the same ambitions as me. You know what I want. After I am gone, who else can carry on my will except you?"

The ministers never expected that Shen Minghuan had such high expectations for them. Their newly restrained emotions collapsed again and they fell to the ground crying.

Yeah yeah--

This is Dayong established by Shen Minghuan. How can they safely hand it over to others?

Shen Minghuan felt helpless when he saw the old minister with gray hair on his temples crying loudly. There was no way to talk in this situation, so we had to ask them to go back and rest.

Only Shen Minghuan, the Ninth Prince, Imperial Physician He, and his two prime ministers were left in the palace.

Although Shen Minghuan doesn't think this kid is so courageous, but what if? Who knows what will happen in the future. If Nan Huaijin and Xie Zhifei give him a "If the king wants his minister to die, he must die," then he will really want to cry.

Taking into account the awkward thoughts of his left and right prime ministers, Shen Minghuan said very straightforwardly: "Zizheng, Huaijin, I will leave a message to Yuwenshan and the others. The four armies in the southeast, northwest and northwest will all obey your orders. You don't have to care about who is sitting on the dragon throne. Who is it? I left Dayong for you."

In the past two years, Shen Minghuan had told them countless times that he would leave Dayong to them, and now he felt the weight of it.

"Don't ever wrong yourself." Shen Minghuan said, "In fact, I wanted to give the Zen position to one of you..."

Nan Huaijin's eyes trembled: "I don't dare."

Xie Zhifei straightened his back: "I don't want to either."

"I knew you wouldn't be willing, so I came up with this last resort."

Shen Minghuan looked as expected. He turned around and said again: "Xiaojiu, come here and serve tea."

Knowing that this was not the emperor's new way of killing him, the Ninth Prince felt much more at ease. At a young age, he had already realized that it was good to be a mascot, and he would be lucky to have a living with the prime minister in the future.

He didn't quite understand why Shen Minghuan was in such a hurry to establish the crown prince, just as he didn't quite understand why the ministers were crying just now.

The Ninth Prince obediently served tea and promised Shen Minghuan: "Brother, I will definitely listen to the Prime Minister and treat him well."

Shen Minghuan nodded with satisfaction, "It doesn't matter. I just said that if you don't obey, there will be Xiao Shi and Xiao Eleven."

"But, Xiao Shiyi is the younger sister?"

"So what? Who stipulates that my sister can't be the emperor?"

*

Shen Minghuan had a premonition of his departure. After realizing that he had little time, he announced his physical condition in the morning court, named Shen Wei's ninth son the crown prince, and ordered his right minister Nan Huaijin and left minister Xie Zhifei to assist in the government.

Then he decentralized power simply and neatly, packed his baggage and said he was going to patrol the country, in the name of allowing the courtiers to adapt to the life without him in advance.

For more than two years, what they have done is not only people's livelihood. In order to facilitate the travel of caravans, not only the roads have been repaired, but also the form of horse-drawn carriages has been improved.

In fact, since the founding of the Yong Dynasty, the development of medical skills has been most encouraged, but it still failed to save Shen Minghuan.

But at least Shen Minghuan can travel on newly improved carriages and ships.

Nan Huaijin and Xie Zhifei insisted on accompanying Shen Minghuan when going out. Anyway, they could handle official business on the road. Shen Minghuan couldn't resist them, so she had to agree.

He did not make any fanfare, and there were no emperor's guards of honor along the road, just like an ordinary rich man going out for fun.

It's just that the young master has a few people with him.

Two bookboys, a doctor, and a guard probably thought that they were in Dayong, so there wouldn't be too much danger.

Shen Minghuan's Chamber of Commerce still exists, and Xie Zhifei still devotes his time to taking care of it despite his busy schedule. On the way, they heard people calling it the Taiping Chamber of Commerce, saying that during times of war, when the Chamber of Commerce arrives, Taiping will arrive.

Nan Huaijin thought it was vulgar, but Shen Minghuan just laughed when he heard it.

He didn't know how to name, so he never named the Chamber of Commerce. When he mentioned "Chamber of Commerce" in Yan State, everyone knew it was the one founded by Prince Shen, so there was no need to name it.

He didn't pick a name, and neither did Xie Zhifei. At first, he was cautious about his words and actions. Later, when he became familiar with it, he had too many things to do and forgot about it.

"This name is quite good." Shen Minghuan said with a smile: "Let's call it Taiping Chamber of Commerce."

Dayong, which has been peaceful for many years, occasionally encounters some disturbances, and there are always some righteous people who want to restore the country. Even if Shen Minghuan is admired by the world, there will always be people with mental problems who will scold him.

In Dayong's law, there is no such thing as being punished for words, but they just scolded them, and they didn't know how to hide in their homes and secretly say it, insisting on grandstanding in public, so the "righteous men" were turned and sent to report to the official. People with brain problems were beaten up.

"That's Er Mazi and the others from the next village. Their mouths are really annoying. They don't even urinate to show what they are, and they dare to say something wrong about His Majesty."

"It's just that they run fast. My son chased them for two hours last time and couldn't catch them. Otherwise, I would have to pull out their tongues."

"Hey, brothers, your news is late. That Er Mazi acted too arrogantly and offended people he couldn't afford to offend. No one knows the name of that good guy, but he blocked Er Mazi for three days in a row. . Whenever Er Mazi starts to scold His Majesty, he will show his fists, and Er Mazi is so scared that he doesn't even dare to speak."

"That's really satisfying."

Xie Zhifei frowned calmly, intending to check on this so-called hero.

Shen Minghuan openly eavesdropped at the next table and said with satisfaction: "Zizheng, you see, they all have studied."

He can speak four-character idioms, and his level is not low.

From the small teahouse, they took a boat down the river.

Sui Qing came back from the next village and whispered back to Shen Minghuan and Xie Zhifei: "It's Zhou He."

That pock-marked heroic guy.

Zhou He is indeed a talent, able to escape from the battlefield when surrounded by Yuwenshan, Nie Shiyun and Sui Qing.

Shen Minghuan sighed, "He has written off everything with me, but he still owes Zizheng, so let Zizheng deal with it."

Xie Zhifei was helpless, "Young Master..."

Shen Minghuan said with a smile, "Just don't be wronged."

"After I die, you don't have to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, that will be dug for future generations."

Shen Minghuan was very free and easy: "I will be buried wherever I die. In fact, death is like the extinguishing of a lamp, and it is best to burn it with a handful of fire... Okay, okay, don't look at me with such eyes, can't I listen to you?"

He said aggrievedly: "Anyway, I'm dead, you can do whatever you want."

There were stars in the sky.

"Don't be sad, after death, people will turn into breeze, waves, snow, stars, I have never left, I will always watch you."

"The seasons change, and I am with Dayong."