Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

In February of the fifteenth year, Liu Futong all supported Han Lin'er, son of Han Shantong, and proclaimed himself emperor, named Xiaoming King, and his capital was Bozhou, the country was named Song, and the year was named Dragon and Phoenix.

In December of the fifteenth year of Zheng, the Red Turban Army of Lupo, who lost the eighth capital, entered Bozhou in Taikang, and King Xiao Ming moved to Anfeng.

"Too anxious." Lin Yuan drank a sip of tea, "I have held it back before, so why can't I take it anymore now."

Both Song Shizhao and Luo Ben were sitting at the head of Lin Yuan. Luo Ben's seat was behind Song Shizhao. Lin Yuan is now sitting on the left hand side of the civil servant and the right hand side of the military commander. The division is clear, and everyone can find their own seats.

Song Shizhao smiled and said, "Consolidate people's hearts."

Lin Yuan: "It's also a truth, but it does more harm than good."

The territory of the Red Scarf Army seems to be very large, but in fact they are all working independently, under the banner of the Red Scarf Army, all for their own benefit.

For example, Xu Shouhui and Guo Zixing, although both of the Red Turban Army, are not in the same line with Liu Futong, and they cannot be linked together.

In history, Zhu Yuanzhang proclaimed the emperor in 1368, the first year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty. According to the current year, it was the twenty-eighth year of Zhizheng. There was still no backhand power in the Yuan Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang’s greatest opponent, Chen Youliang Five years after death.

And those who proclaimed the emperor first died too hard to die.

Lin Yuan asked Chen Baisong and Zhu Yuanzhang again: "May I win Jiqing Road this year?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "It's not difficult."

Chen Baisong answered: "Jiqing Road is not strong enough, and there is not enough food and grass, so you can fight quickly."

Lin Yuan nodded: "If you point 300,000 soldiers, maybe you can win it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Baisong knelt down for a fight.

A general, he had to be a general on the battlefield.

Lin Yuan said to Song Shizhao and the others after permission: "King Xiao Ming proclaims the emperor, we can't ignore it and send some gifts over."

Robben's face changed: "This..."

Lin Yuan soothed: "It's just for good."

Robben was relieved. He finally followed a ruler who trusted him and used him. If this person said that he was going to kneel down to King Xiao Ming, he could not say he would fight with death today.

Song Shizhao has been in Lin Yuan's hands for so many years, and he has learned something for a long time. Knowing what Lin Yuan wants to do, he smiled and said: "Naturally, he will prepare a heavy gift."

King Xiao Ming is young, and the real director is Liu Futong, who is certainly loyal to King Xiao Ming.

But what about Xiao Ming Wang?

Perhaps King Xiao Ming also trusted this loyal veteran very much before, but that was also before he became the emperor.

When he became the emperor, people would change. If he didn't change, then Lin Yuan would change him.

Let him feel the scenery of being an emperor.

What is the emperor? The world is one person, all the worlds are his possessions, the world's beauties, food, and splendor are all for him to enjoy.

Would anyone not be tempted by such a scenery?

The strong relationship between monarchs and ministers has been rare throughout the ages. As long as one person is in a high position, one person is underneath, and the person above is faint, it is useless for the people below to work hard. Put on an "overreaching" hat and you are finished.

"I heard that someone named Du Zundao is dead next to King Xiao Ming?" Lin Yuan asked suddenly.

Song Shizhao hurriedly nodded: "He was favored by King Xiao Ming and hated by Liu Futong. He asked the soldiers to kill Du Zundao. He also named himself Prime Minister and named Taibao. Now that he is in power, King Xiao Ming is no more than a puppet."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "It's not easy to come to King Xiao Ming."

The ministers are on the side, and the ministers are strong and the king is weak. If Han Lin'er is a coward, he will be fine.

What if Han Lin'er wants real power?

I'm afraid that Du Zundao's matter has already buried a root in Han Lin'er's heart, right?

Therefore, Lin Yuan asked people to prepare the best tea-producing more than ten kilograms a year. Tea trees are rare and cannot be cultivated artificially. Professional tea pickers climb with bare hands. It is common for tea pickers to slip off the cliff and die. To harvest, let local girls over eight and under fourteen use their bodies to dry them, and then let the old craftsmen fry them.

Han Lin'er drank it, if he wants it again, I'm afraid Liu Futong can't give it to him, right?

There are also the most exquisite utensils, tea cups and teapots are made of jade, very gentle and white and lovely.

Even the fabrics are all fine silks, plus dozens of top embroiders who spend months embroidering them.

In addition, Lin Yuan also asked people to spread rumors.

Robben wrote a lot of limericks that the common people could understand right away, which can also be called jingle.

Talk about how the emperor enjoyed it and how the ministers enjoyed it.

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"what are these?"

In Anfeng City, Han Lin'er looked at the boxes carried by the servants to the yard, then turned around and asked, "Taipao?"

Liu Futong was wearing brocade clothes and said with a smile: "These are from Gaoyou."

Han Lin'er was thin and pale. He was taken by Liu Futong to run around since he was a child. Even if he is now an emperor, he still lives in panic all day long. He knows that everything he has is given to him by Liu Futong and his father died. After so long, even if Yu Wei was still there, it was impossible for the civil and military officials to bend their knees, so Liu Futong killed his favorite Du Zundao, and he dared not say anything.

Leaving Liu Futong, he was nothing.

Han Lin'er said strangely: "Gaoyou? Is it Nan Wang?"

Although the people are called Lin Yuannan Bodhisattva, they don’t call it that. In their eyes, Lin Yuan is going to be king sooner or later. He doesn’t have a title, so they gave him a southern character. After all, he is a South Bodhisattva. people.

Liu Futong: "It's him. If you want to come, he also knows that your majesty is where the righteousness of the world lies. He came early to surrender."

Han Lin'er: "He is a loyal minister?"

Liu Futong shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether this person is loyal or treacherous. We don't have to tear our faces with him at this time. The court is watching him. Now that he comes to surrender, we naturally want to show it to the world."

Han Lin'er said: "Then I ask someone to pass the decree and make him the king of Nan'an?"

Liu Futong glanced at Han Lin'er. The child became smarter. While he was relieved, he felt an unspeakable sense of urgency.

When Liu Futong left, Han Lin'er couldn't wait to greet the little waiter next to him: "Look at what it is all about?"

The little servant is one of Han Lin'er's favorites. The reason is simple. At a young age, unlike the older ones who only listen to Liu Futong's words, the little servant is a fool. When Han Lin'er spoke, he hurried to open the box.

Han Lin'er wasn't afraid of something bad here. What he could reach must be something that had been tested several times.

"This is a tea cup?" Han Lin'er held the tea cup made of fine jade, and couldn't look away.

It is easy to make a tea cup with jade, but this tea cup is not made of ordinary jade. It is white and has no variegated color. That's it. It's still a bit transparent. You can vaguely see the opposite through the tea cup. When serving tea, you can see the color of tea even if you only look at the wall, which is faint and elegant.

Han Lin'er: "What else, look at it again!"

The tea leaves exudes a delicate fragrance, which is very domineering and does not seem to be strong, but when it is taken out, the whole body seems to have the delicate fragrance. Han Lin'er took a deep breath and felt that he was in the tea forest.

The waiter took out countless rare treasures, among them Ye Mingzhu, the size of a human fist.

It was said that it was the Ye Mingzhu, but it was actually a fluorescing stone. Lin Yuan thought it was a rare treasure at first, but when he took it in his hand, he found that the light was not as good as the light of a glow stick. It was a good idea to fool people.

The servant swallowed: "Your Majesty, this is the Ye Mingzhu!"

Han Lin'er: "Give it to me, show me!"

Han Lin'er was born in Xiaofu’s family, it’s nothing more than Xiaofu. When he was young, his family had to hide from the court to promote the White Lotus religion. He had never really enjoyed anything in his life. Even if he became the emperor, he didn’t have to deal with government affairs. CPIC is in charge.

He has a harem and beauties, but the beauties are all the same. They have beautiful appearances, gentle lips and tongues, and uniform heads.

Han Lin'er looked at these rare and precious treasures and asked the servant: "Is the emperor like this?"

The servant didn't understand, and looked up at Han Lin'er stupidly.

Han Lin'er touched the tea cup in his hand, wondering what it was like.

He is already the emperor!

Is the lord of the world!

Even King Nan bowed his head to Chen Chen.

But why has he never seen these rare toys before?

So Nan Wang is so rich?

Han Lin'er found that the waiters around him sometimes sang some smooth songs. He listened to it interestingly and asked the waiters to sing it to him.

This is the emperor singing.

It is said that the emperor was born different from others and is the ruler of everyone. Whatever the emperor wants, everything in the world must be given to him.

He who wants to live will live, and whoever wants to die will die.

Even the fairies in the sky would adore him, and they would not be a **** for him. Even if they were a servant girl, they would follow the emperor.

The emperor doesn’t need to do anything, but people love him and respect him. If the emperor wants to drink, he will have the most fragrant wine in the world, brewed with the water of Tianhe. If the emperor wants a beautiful woman, there will be a fairy going down. The emperor wants to eat, even if it is one. Rice can make people smell fragrant. If the emperor wants to listen to the song, it must be a divine song that makes people immersive.

After hearing this, Han Lin'er couldn't help asking herself: "Will the emperor enjoy it so much?"

No one in his family has ever been an emperor, he is the first time he has nothing to learn from, he doesn't understand!

But Han Lin'er discovered one thing.

——The people in the palace are not afraid of him, the palace people offend him, at most it is a board.

But the palace people are afraid of Liu Futong, whoever offends the Taibao will not be able to see the sun the next day.

This cognition makes Han Lin'er mixed.

He is not as majestic as Taibao! It is better to have the power!

Except for that Nanwang, no one will give him any more rare things, but someone will definitely give it to Taibao!

Han Lin'er didn't want to go to court for several days.

What is the use of Shang Dynasty?

No one listens to him! He is the insignificant person, sitting on the dragon chair, listening to his courtiers discussing matters, but he can't even cut in!

What emperor? What direction?

Not ridiculous?

If you let people outside know that you are the emperor like this, I'm afraid they will laugh off their teeth?

Han Lin'er suddenly had an idea.

Why didn't Taibao die?

If Tai Bao died, he would be a veritable emperor, right?

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So what... This article is pure love, there are emotional dramas, just don’t want to skip watching emotional dramas (I didn’t write much originally.)

But the outline will not be changed, thanks.

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