After exhausting myself to death

Emperor Yan received Shen Minghuan's handwritten letter.

It is in line with Emperor Yan's imagination of smart people. Shen Minghuan's calligraphy is flowing and flowing, as powerful as a startling dragon, and it looks like a piece of art.

But the strokes are a bit sloppy, revealing the writer's irritability.

"Your Majesty, please take good care of your son and don't let them bother me again!"

Seventeen words, Emperor Yan laughed as he looked at them.

He smiled and "complained" to the chamberlain beside him: "Shun'an, look, this kid doesn't know how to seize such a good opportunity."

How could he not know that there was an endless stream of visitors to the Shen Mansion today? He knew his sons were impatient. There's nothing wrong with it. The more impatient you are, the easier it is to see someone clearly, so Emperor Yan didn't stop him.

It's just that people are complicated. While he was using Shen Minghuan to test the depth of these princes, he was also worried about the energy revealed by Shen Minghuan and his wolfish ambitions.

Even Emperor Yan himself didn't realize that Shen Minghuan's letter hit his bottom line of acceptance. The suspicion that he had not yet had time to arouse disappeared with the rejection and dissatisfaction between the lines.

"You go to the warehouse and pick out five boxes... ten boxes. You go and pick out ten boxes of gold and silver porcelain. Then prepare ten boxes of unique paintings and send them to the Shen Mansion so that he can take care of them." Emperor Yan put down the letter and said to the servant beside him. He ordered, and he didn't react until he finished speaking, and he couldn't help but feel a little dumb.

It's strange that the worse Shen Minghuan's attitude is, the better his impression of this person is.

Shen Minghuan received twenty boxes of gifts, but did not give Emperor Yan any face. He simply closed the door to thank the guests and blocked the remaining princes who had not had time to visit.

Emperor Yan was dining in the Queen's Palace when he received the news. He happily took two more bites of the food and completely lost his guard against Shen Minghuan.

He talked about Shen Minghuan to the Queen as if he was chatting about family matters: "He is a good boy. I heard that all the slaves in his chamber of commerce are bought, and even the servants who serve around him are slaves. He is really kind-hearted."

Only a very small number of slaves like Xie Zhifei could read and digitize.

Even if the country is destroyed, the nobles are still nobles. Most of the civilians are poor and miserable, and their dull eyes can only see their own black shadows under their feet.

In the eyes of the nobles, including Emperor Yan, they were born stupid, so Shen Minghuan's kindness was destined to be an investment that would not be rewarded.

Kindness is a complimentary word, but for those in higher positions, it is not a completely good word.

But the queen didn't know.

Emperor Yan had always been ruthless and didn't even care about his own son. This was the first time the Queen saw him praising a junior so sincerely.

It is clear that Emperor Yan was very indifferent at first when he heard that Yong State had sent a hostage. However, after only one meeting, Emperor Yan became closer to Shen Minghuan than his own son.

She didn't know whether Shen Minghuan was kind or not, but he must be very skillful and could influence Emperor Yan's thoughts to a great extent!

The queen agreed with Emperor Yan, thinking that she must tell her son, the eldest prince Zhao Yuancheng, the news as soon as possible.

Son! We must win over Shen Minghuan!

*

The situation of Yan State seems to be in chaos, but Emperor Yan is still there. As long as he is watching, the sky of Yan State cannot be turned upside down.

At the same time, he sent troops to a small village in the wilderness to invite Mr. Zhou Yan, who was well-known and famous all over the world. He showed his courtesy as a corporal, hoping to invite a Prime Minister Zhuge or Taigong Jiang for the Yan Kingdom.

While watching coldly, his sons and the Eight Immortals who were behind them crossed the sea and showed off their magical powers.

In fact, Zhao Yuancheng and others are not as stupid as Emperor Yan thought, or in other words, they really know nothing about governing the country, but Gong Dou's ability is not bad.

After all, he has no shortcomings in IQ, and he has the teachings of great Confucian scholars, so no matter how stupid he is, he can't be that stupid.

Emperor Yan took the throne by killing his father and brother. He was not right in his position, and the imperial power was unstable when he first ascended the throne. For this reason, he had to fight for several years in person, relying on victory after victory to become the undisputed Emperor of Yan today. .

He was worried about chaos in the rear when he went on an expedition, and he took the power in his hands very seriously. In order to prevent relatives from interfering in politics, the concubines were strictly prohibited from contacting outsiders, and even the princes were not allowed to leave the palace.

The Confucian scholars who taught the princes were very attentive, but there were some truths that they would not dare to teach unless the emperor nodded.

Emperor Yan used his wealth and honor to build a golden cage. The cage was placed above the gloomy rain clouds, bathed in the morning glow and sunset.

The people inside have never seen the sun rise and the moon set in the human world. It was not until Zhao Yuancheng became an adult that he accidentally heard that more and more food either grows or looks like in the bowl. It turns out that some people can't afford a bite of meat in their lives, but he After hearing it, I quickly forgot about it.

He has passed the age of curiosity, and now his mind is filled with interests, intrigues, frame-ups, and uses, and he can no longer let go of the common people.

Emperor Yan was getting old, and he had to put away his ambitions that could not be fulfilled for the time being, hoping that the young birds he "protected" could carry on the past and the future.

But when he opened the cage, he found that none of them could fly high.

Emperor Yan would not think it was his problem, he thought it was their incompetence.

Just like now, it was clearly an extremely ordinary court meeting, and he had no idea what these idiots were excited about.

Seems extremely stupid.

The second prince, Zhao Yuanqing, was still impassioned, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, "Father, I believe that banknotes should be vigorously promoted, and explicitly ordered the people not to use gold, copper, and silver coins. Banknotes are light and soft, easy to carry around, and they are completely made." It is under the control of the imperial court. From now on, your lords’ salaries and the imperial government’s disaster relief will be distributed in the form of banknotes.”

In this way, there will be no need for so many people to transport food during disaster relief, and no food will be damaged due to long distances. The amount on paper will be clear, and even corruption will not appear.

And if the imperial court is short of money, it will make another batch of banknotes and issue them, and then Yan will never be short of money.

Zhao Yuanqing felt that the idea he proposed was simply perfect.

Emperor Yan was not even interested in scolding, "Boss, what do you think?"

Zhao Yuancheng's expression was respectful, with the same excitement as Zhao Yuanqing hidden in his eyes: "My son is not very talented and has little knowledge. I dare not speak nonsense. I will obey my father's instructions."

So excited!

Emperor Yan couldn't help but cursed in his heart, and declared unbearably: "Retreat from the imperial court!"

He walked away.

Zhao Yuancheng and Zhao Yuanqing snickered at the same time, and then invariably raised their eyes to look at each other, showing deliberately confused and worried eyes.

If anyone here can read minds, they will find that the two people are thinking and thinking at this time are surprisingly consistent.

Zhao Yuancheng: This idiot Zhao Yuanqing made my father angry. Prince Shen will not bully me! Sure enough, my father preferred calmness. After Zhao Yuanqing said so much, my father didn't want to listen at all.

Zhao Yuanqing: This idiot Zhao Yuancheng made my father angry. Prince Shen will not bully me! As expected, his father preferred to be proactive, and Zhao Yuancheng was only obedient and had no independent opinions, which made his father angry.

Thank you Shen Minghuan.

Thanks to him for giving the other party wrong information.

Thank you for his deep affection for me!

The other princes also looked at each other.

They were much younger than the eldest prince and the second prince, and their mother's family was not as prominent as the eldest prince and the second prince. They had no advantage in this battle, and they failed to get help from Shen Minghuan.

Not good.

If you can't fight, you will die. If you don't fight, you will die. You can only fight.

*

Nie Shiyun was given the title of "general" because he escorted the prince. In fact, he did not have the authority to command troops.

He was trapped in this nominal position and had no way to return to the border.

The days of being an official were boring. He had to get up very early every day so that he could practice martial arts for an hour before going to court.

He knew that he might never have the chance to go on the battlefield in this life, and no matter how much he practiced his martial arts, it would be useless, but he was always looking forward to a "just in case."

His grandfather would sometimes come to his yard and watch him dance with a spear in his hands.

At first, my grandfather always smiled happily, but later his smile became much bitterer. He advised him to sleep a little longer, but he must not persist.

Nie Shiyun wanted to be a general, a real general, but he always smiled and said "yes" to his grandfather.

The next day I still went my own way.

Nie Shiyun always felt sleepy in the morning.

He felt that this had nothing to do with him getting up early. Anyone who heard that there was no nutrition in their ears and that it was all bullshit would also want to go to sleep.

The chanting of the courtiers is more effective than all the mysteries in the world put together.

Oh, except his grandfather.

Although his grandfather also recited sutras, he did not dare to dislike it.

When Nie Shiyun felt that he was going to master the magical skill of sleeping with his eyes open, Emperor Yong finally announced his withdrawal from the court.

The shrill voice of the chamberlain sounded, and Nie Shiyun was startled and suddenly woke up.

He breathed a sigh of relief, blended in with the crowd and bowed perfunctorily. The moment he straightened up, he quickly turned around and walked out impatiently.

"Stop." Nie Ge looked at him suspiciously, "Where are you going?"

Nie Shiyun never saw anyone after going to court every day, but he was able to return home with him.

It seems that there is something to be done, urgent and convenient, and can be done in a moment.

Nie Shiyun grimaced: "Grandpa, I just want to find a place to breathe."

"That's right, I also want to breathe, let's go together?" Nie Ge didn't care at first. Children always have their own secrets when they are older, but Nie Shiyun's daily movements are weird and precise, like a mysterious ritual.

Nie Shiyun ran away, "Grandpa, my grandson can't breathe with you."

Nie Shiyun sneaked to a small corner. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the person in the corner worriedly. Then he took out a box of ointment from his arms and said, "Huaijin, your injury is fine." ?"

"I'm fine." Nan Huaijin's cheeks were swollen and there were bruises on his palms. He was not embarrassed because of his embarrassment. His back was straight and his eyes were clear. "You came half a stick later than before. What happened? Already?"

"I was pulled by my grandfather to say a few words." Nie Shiyun probably had to explain a lot more when he went back, and Nie Shiyun felt sad just thinking about it.

He looked at Nan Huaijin and opened the ointment, "You still need to apply the medicine."

He reached out and dug out a large piece, and was about to rub it on Nan Huaijin's face. He couldn't help mumbling, "It's so serious that you need to see a doctor. You are so good-looking. If your appearance is disfigured, it will be a loss for the world."

Nan Huaijin pushed his hand away, "It will be seen if you apply the medicine."

He was not allowed to take medicine, and he had no way to explain the source of the medicine. If he was found out, it would implicate Nie Shiyun.

"Thank you, but I'm really fine." Nan Huaijin smiled slightly. It was supposed to be a smile that made people feel refreshed, but coupled with the ugly and shocking purple scars on his face, it felt hollow and bitter.

A gust of wind seemed to pass through Nie Shiyun's heart. The wind blew through the mountain forest under the deep night sky, and the shadows of the trees spread their teeth and claws in the dark night. Therefore, the horror seemed to be taken away by the wind and stuffed into his heart.

It hurts more than being stabbed on the battlefield. It hurts more than when he knew he couldn't be a general, Nie Shiyun thought.