After exhausting myself to death

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

Chen Yushi and others casually put forward two suggestions. Seeing that they could not reach an agreement, they complimented each other and then handed them over to the officials below.

——If it’s not the capital of the country, what qualifications do they have to ask them to rack their brains to name it? They are busy.

Since the name of the capital could not be disputed, important ministers began to quarrel over the future official system.

Should the overall framework follow the system of three ministers and nine ministers, or the system of three provinces and six ministries? Or do they create another system themselves?

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

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

The courtiers thought sourly.

They were not unconvinced. After all, although these two men were relatively young compared to other important ministers, their achievements were obvious to all.

Nan Huaijin handled the government affairs in an orderly manner during His Majesty's absence, so we don't care about this for the moment. Let's just say that Xie Zhifei entered 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 high achievements?

As for the prime minister's excessive power, are you afraid that the emperor's power will fall to the wayside?

Just kidding, the emperor is Shen Minghuan. Even if everyone here rebels collectively, he can build another army to fight back the omnipotent Shen Minghuan.

As long as he was in office, no one dared to make any changes, and they had to pretend to be loyal. Not to mention that the two prime ministers were so loyal and respectful to His Majesty that they wished they could even steal the servants' jobs.

It is possible that the subsequent emperors will not be able to suppress the two prime ministers, but we will talk about the future later. His Majesty is only seventeen years old this year, and there are still three years left before he is crowned king. They have not even submitted a request to open a harem.

What's more, if calculated by age, the two prime ministers will leave earlier than His Majesty.

Why are you thinking about something so long ago? There is still a lot of work to be done.

*

The new Yong Dynasty was like a red sun, blooming with majestic vitality. Even Shen Minghuan's body seemed to be much better than before he ascended the throne.

After two years of hard work, Dayong could vaguely glimpse the prosperity and glory of the prosperous age.

If in the first year he still needed to transport grain from north to south like tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall to ensure that the people would not starve to death, in the second year the granary outside Yongdu City could be filled.

Two years ago, people died of hunger all over the road. The skinny people looked numbly at this crazy and chaotic world with their eyes open.

Two years later, the houses on the roadside are still the same. Pedestrians are wearing neat clothes and have more flesh on their faces. They are smiling and greeting the people around them, whether they are acquaintances or not.

But at the same time, nineteen-year-old Shen Minghuan suddenly fell into coma while discussing current affairs in the imperial study room.

Those present were all close friends. Although the news was not spread outside, it really scared them to death.

Fortunately, Shen Minghuan didn't faint for long. Doctor He just hurried over with the medicine box, and he woke up before he could give the injection.

The ministers left in trepidation. They felt that Shen Minghuan was overworked and repeatedly told the young emperor to take a rest.

God will not always favor Dayong. They have waited many years for Shen Minghuan to appear in this world. They don't think they can wait for the second one.

——There will never be another Shen Minghuan, and there will never be another emperor who is better than Shen Minghuan.

But this is not the only time this happened.

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 bear it anymore.

Shen Minghuan is diligent in his work, but they don't see each other all the time. This is when they see each other. How many more things are there that they haven't seen?

"Doctor He, please tell me the truth. How is His Majesty's health?"

Shen Minghuan woke up and heard these words. He instinctively protected his calf, "What are you asking Dr. He for? You ask me about my body."

He comforted him again: "Dear dear friends, don't worry too much. I have already predicted that Dayong will not cause chaos because of this."

Obviously he is the one who deserves to be comforted the most, but now he is comforting others, and he does not consider himself at all in his words, all he thinks about is Dayong.

Xie Zhifei half-knelt beside Shen Minghuan's bed, raised his head with sad eyes, and murmured: "Your Majesty, why is it so early..."

There’s still one year left until the championship, isn’t it? Even if it really reaches the age of 18, what kind of imperial doctor is there? There are doctors all over the Imperial Medical Office and there are so many rare things. How can it not be cured?

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

Chen Yushi suddenly took two steps back. He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he heard that the fifth prince who had no presence in the palace was seriously ill. The imperial doctor said that this was a disease brought from the mother's womb, and he was destined not to survive to adulthood.

But he didn't care at the time.

If I had known earlier... If I had known earlier...

He must do whatever it takes to bring the little prince out, search for good medicine all over the world, and nurse him back to health carefully.

He took care of the diseases brought in from the mother's womb from birth, and always allowed His Majesty to live beyond adulthood and live to a hundred years.

Chen Yushi also knew that it was unreasonable to criticize himself so harshly, but what else could he do except criticize himself?

If Shen Minghuan dies, he will also take away the glorious future that Dayong can foresee. Then what else can he do besides criticizing the gloomy past that he has watched countless times?

"Heaven behaves in a proper way. It will not survive for Yao, nor perish for Jie."

Shen Minghuan coughed twice, "Everyone here is the pillar of our country. Even without me, with you here, Dayong will be prosperous and prosperous, and the prosperity will be peaceful."

He half-leaned on the bed, cupped his hands and said, "The people of Dayong rely on you."

Chen Yushi and other important officials bowed deeply and touched the ground with their foreheads: "I will not give up even if I die."

His voice was trembling, and he couldn't stand it for a long time, and he could faintly hear crying.

Shen Minghuan sighed and looked at the two prime ministers beside him. The most alert person, his eyes were dull at this moment, as if he had lost three souls and seven souls.

Doctor He stood aside with his head lowered, thinking about something, and seemed to have forgotten that he still held the silver needle in his hand.

Shen Minghuan thought that it was fortunate that he had sent all the generals out, otherwise it would have been more difficult to appease the situation.

They are all heroes who have emerged from troubled times. They are used to seeing life and death. Shen Minghuan knows that his courtiers can get out on their own, but it will be uncomfortable to kneel for a long time.

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

After asking the palace servants to bring chairs for the courtiers 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 biological brothers and sisters all live in the harem. The tenth prince and the eleventh princess are still young. 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 a small group, but he immediately shrank when he saw so many adults present.

He can no longer remember much of what happened before he was four years old. His life has only been seven years, and three years has been a long time. The image of Shen Wei has gradually faded. In his memory, Shen Minghuan seems to have always said the same thing from the beginning. monarch.

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

Shen Minghuan had never been to the harem, and this was the first time for the ninth prince to see the wise and martial emperor brother mentioned by the palace maids and guards.

The entire royal family felt guilty towards Shen Minghuan and were afraid because of their guilty conscience. Hearing the word "Your Majesty" was like a mouse meeting a cat. The Ninth Prince was so affected that he did not even dare to look up at Shen Minghuan.

Although Shen Minghuan hated Shen Wei because of what happened to Nan Huaijin, he was not angry at such a young child.

"Xiao Jiu, come here." He waved, "From now on, you will call me Emperor Brother."

The Ninth Prince stood up awkwardly and walked over. He boldly raised his head and saw Shen Minghuan's gentle and smiling face.

So beautiful.

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

Even if they couldn't accept it anymore, life would have to go on. If Shen Minghuan's death was inevitable, they would have to re-establish a monarch for Dayong.

It's just that he can win Shen Minghuan's favor. Is there anything special about this ninth prince? Unexpectedly, Shen Wei had no other abilities and 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 called a wise king, right?

The Ninth Prince trembled and grabbed Shen Minghuan's clothes, "Brother Emperor."

The courtier looked away in disappointment.

Too ordinary.

In fact, it is normal for seven-year-old children to behave like this. They are too demanding, but it is not their fault. After all, Shen Minghuan is the one who leads the way.

The brilliance of his person shines brightly in the sun, bright and shining.

Facts have proved that Shen Wei's ability to give birth is average.

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

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

After all, he is a child of the royal family. Even though the Ninth Prince was confused all the way, he knew the meaning of this sentence very clearly. He opened his mouth wide: "Brother, brother..."

His imperial brother was young and could not have children, so it was strange that it was his turn to be the crown prince.

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

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

Shen Minghuan gave the Ninth Prince a gentle push, "Xiaojiu, go and serve tea to your two teachers."

Nan Huaijin and Xie Zhifei suddenly came to their senses, and they stood up and left their seats, "Your Majesty, I don't dare, so please take back your orders."

The Ninth Prince is the crown prince chosen by Shen Minghuan. Based on this alone, the two of them will do their best to assist him no matter what.

Even if he is another Shen Wei, Nan Huaijin recognizes him.

"You deserve it. If I hadn't felt that the seniority was wrong, I would have wanted Xiaojiu to worship you as his adoptive father. Xiaojiu is young, so you can teach him whatever you want. If you think he can't teach you well, it's okay. Anyway, there are still people below. Little Ten and Little Eleven.”

What he said really shocked the world, and he was clearly saying that he would raise the future prince as a mascot.

The important ministers took a deep breath and left their seats and knelt down one after another, feeling that Shen Minghua was testing whether they were disloyal and would take advantage of the young master's youth to get involved in government affairs.

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

Originally, they had conquered this world together, and even Chen Yushi was more qualified than Shen Wei's children for this throne.

Shen Minghuan said frankly in front of the Ninth Prince without any secret: "My dear friends, you are the one who I rely on to build a prosperous age. I only believe in you. You and I have the same ambition, so you know what I want. What, after I leave, who else can carry out my legacy 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 you want your ministers to die, they 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 offer 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 chance to live 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. He realized that he didn't have much time, so he announced his physical condition in the morning, 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 that he was going to patrol the country, in the name of allowing the courtiers to adapt to the life without him in advance.

Over the past two years, they have done more than just improve people's livelihood. In order to facilitate the travel of caravans, not only the roads have been repaired, but even 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 when he was busy.

"That's a pretty good name." 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 speak, insisting on sensationalizing in public, so the "righteous men" were turned and sent to report to the officials. People with brain problems were beaten violently.

"That's the two of them from the next village, Er Mazi. 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. I don't know 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 man.

Zhou He is indeed a talent, able to escape from the battlefield during the encirclement and suppression by Yu Wenshan, Nie Shiyun, and Sui Qing.

Shen Minghuan said "Ah" and sighed, "He has canceled it with me, but if he still owes Zizheng, let Zizheng handle it."

Xie Zhifei was helpless, "Master..."

Shen Minghuan said with a smile: "Just don't wrong yourselves."

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

Shen Minghuan was extremely free and easy: "Where I die, I will be buried there. In fact, death is like a lamp going out. It's best to burn it with a handful of fire... Okay, okay, don't look at me like that. I can't listen to you." ?"

He said aggrievedly: "I will die anyway, you can do whatever you want."

There are stars in the sky.

"Don't be sad. After death, it will turn into breeze, waves, white snow, and stars. I will never leave. I will always look at you."

"The seasons change, and I accompany Dayong all the time."