In the palace of the capital of Daliang, Zhou Yun lived alone in the side hall, handling the government affairs in the territory conscientiously, with almost no time to rest. Zhou Yun sleeps for only two hours every day. Despite this, there are still countless government affairs that he has no time to deal with. If it weren't for the early work of training Prince Ma, which helped him share a lot of the burden, Daliang's normal Operation may be a problem. When it comes to Zhou Yun, the people of Daliang will always call him Prime Minister in their hearts with reverence. No one can replace him as the prime minister of a country, not even the survivors of the old country in the Ming Dynasty and the eleven people who joined Daliang. In the world, there is no trace of admiration for Zhou Yun, and it is even rare that not even a single word criticizing him has appeared in Daliang. Zhou worked hard and died, and Zhou used his decades of hard work to gain everyone's recognition. It is not easy for a prime minister to achieve this level. He is contented and his life has not been wasted. Since the restoration of the country, Zhou Yun has silently devoted all his efforts to this newly born beam. It was not until the moment he fell that the ministers realized how heavy the government affairs Zhou Yun had been shouldering. The side hall where Zhou Yun lived was very simple, just like his people. Instead of planting spiritual plants like other places, Zhou Yun planted two wintersweet trees with his own hands. At this season, the trees were already full of flowers. You can smell the fragrance of wintersweet flowers from a long distance away. Just like Zhou Yun and others, what they see leaves a trace of warmth in their hearts. The guards in the palace are always willing to walk by the two wintersweet trees twice a day. Zhou Yun, who fell ill, never called a doctor again. He knew that his body was exhausted today. He refused to watch all the ministers and nobles, but only kept Lord Ma to accompany him through the last period of time. Zhou Yun never married and his parents died young. Zhou Yun regarded Lord Ma as his disciple and he did not want to see anyone else. Lord Ma knelt down in front of Zhou Yun's bed and held the disciple's ceremony. He loved Zhou Yun from the bottom of his heart. He was not just like his teacher, but more like his father. It was a rare gift to him. Feeling the warmth of family affection is especially valuable for the middle-aged Prince Ma. Feeling Zhou Yun's weakness, Prince Ma felt particularly uncomfortable. Looking at Zhou Yun's kind smile, Prince Ma no longer showed any hint of gangsterism, but looked like a young man who had done something wrong and was listening to his father's admonishment. "Erda, after I leave, the government affairs of this big beam will be handed over to you. I have also sent someone to contact His Highness. I believe that His Highness will return to the country soon. Don't be burdened." Zhou Yun said earlier. He made a lot of arrangements, and when he couldn't get out of bed now, he didn't rush around and told Prince Ma about the funeral affairs. After a moment of silence, Zhou Yun asked again: "Erda, now that Daliang is reviving, the court is It¡¯s a mixed bag, tell me, how are you going to deal with the courtiers after you take office?¡± When asking this question, Zhou Yun seemed to be particularly concerned, his eyes widened, but he was slightly breathless when speaking, saying so many words in one breath, he was so worried. It is already a very tiring thing for him now. "Win over a group, suppress a group, and support a group." Prince Ma did not dare to be careless about Zhou Yun's question and answered quickly. He had thought about this before and had some immature thoughts in his heart, but he had not yet made up his mind. He also wanted to hear what Zhou Yun would tell him to do. No matter what Zhou Yun said, he would do it. He believed that Zhou Yun would do it before he died. The explanation is the crystallization of his life's wisdom. "Erda, you are not wrong to do this. I have also done this before. At that time, the Liang Dynasty was restored, and external and internal troubles had to be like this. I can't chill the hearts of a bunch of veterans, but now One moment after another, I am not far away from death. After my death, the seemingly harmonious court will inevitably fall into open and secret fights. By that time, there will definitely be a lot of problems, and even others will take advantage of it. All our efforts It went down the drain" Zhou Yun felt helpless, probably thinking of the scene after his death when the courtiers who usually suppressed their tempers and hunkered down would jump out one after another to cause trouble. "Then how should I deal with it?" Lord Ma hurriedly asked. He had long realized that the current court was deformed. Just because Zhou Yun's prestige was too high and everyone obeyed him, it seemed to be prosperous, but in fact , the backlog of conflicts is about to explode, and Zhou Yun's death will become an opportunity. "Your Highness trusts you more than he trusts me." Zhou Yun said something meaningful without thinking, but Lord Ma did not hear any dissatisfaction from his words, as if Liang Xi trusted himself more than he trusted Zhou Yun This is something that makes Zhou Yun happy. When Zhou Yun saidVery calm. If Lord Ma didn't know how to take over Zhou Yun, Liang Xi believed that he was just because they were more familiar with each other, and Zhou Yun was a veteran of King Liang. Even the most important courtiers in Daliang today are headed by Zhou Yun. Yes, Liang Xi's trust in Zhou Yun is already very high, much higher than other kings who play with power. At least a king who values ??power extremely will not let a prime minister control the government. Zhou Yun smiled softly. Of course he knew Liang Xi's respect and trust for him. He said that Liang Xi trusted Lord Ma more. He just wanted to tell Lord Ma that he had a stronger advantage than himself, and that was Liang Xi's trust. There are some political orders that he is not suitable to implement, but Prince Ma is. "My opinion is to clean up with force. All the courtiers who are unwilling to obey you will be expelled from the court. You will not tolerate it!" Zhou Yun's eyes flashed. This is his great love for Lord Ma. If it were replaced, it would be another successor. Man, he would never say such a thing. If some ambitious people knew about it, the consequences would be extremely serious, and it might even destroy his reputation throughout his life. "However, he still said it. Not only did he say it, but he also hoped that Lord Ma would really do it. Although such a strong purge would be painful for a while, it would be very beneficial to Daliang's future development. Lord Ma hesitated to speak. He finally understood why Zhou Yun said that Liang Xi trusted him in the first place. If Zhou Yun did this, he would undoubtedly break the hearts of many of his old subordinates and easily attract all kinds of scoldings. After all, Zhou Yun has reached the point where he is the master. As long as he shows the slightest intention to clean up, someone will immediately jump out to fan the flames. At that time, someone will ask Zhou Yun if he wants to be the leader. A king? Of course, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is impossible for Zhou Yun to usurp the throne and stand on his own, let alone whether he has the ability. Even if he can do it, is he necessary? It's just that people's words are scary, and Zhou Yun also knows that he takes his reputation a little too seriously. He hopes to bring a perfect ending to his life, so he will leave this matter to Ma who is more suitable for it. Prince, come and put an end to his worries. Looking at Zhou Yun's burning eyes, Lord Ma finally gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay!" Lord Ma said the word "good" very hard, which shows how solemn he was when he agreed. Since he agreed, he must He will do it, even if there are thousands of people standing in front of him, he must do it without hesitation, because this is not only related to Daliang's future, but also Zhou Yun's last wish. Zhou Yun smiled and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep. He was too tired and his body could no longer bear such a heavy workload. Lord Ma stayed by Zhou Yun's bed, listening to Zhou Yun's weak breathing, motionless, until late at night, the thin gossamer breathing completely stopped, and Lord Ma held Zhou Yun tightly and already had some wrinkles. Hands, shed two lines of tears. Outside the side hall, snowflakes gradually fell and covered the wintersweet branches.