Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

There was chaos in Anfeng, the common people mourned, and the petty officials threw money unscrupulously, but they could not enjoy the money themselves. They had to provide it to their superiors, and the superiors then provided it to their superiors, so they had to reach out to the common people.

The common people suddenly discovered that the imperial court was gone and a new owner had been replaced, but their lives did not get better.

The originally peaceful life was broken, and they began to sell their daughters again, even their wives.

More elderly people died, and some of them found a horned Gada and waited to die in order not to drag their children down.

Some were forced to die by their own children.

In the face of survival, everyone has torn off that layer of skin.

A wife is not a wife, a husband is not a husband, and a son is not a son.

Anfeng was so chaotic that everyone was caught off guard. When Han Liner knew that the people were in dire straits, it was already too late.

"How did this happen?" Han Lin'er stood in front of Hongxiu, his face flushed, and he could slur his words angrily, "It's just a small matter in the court! It's messed up anyway! I give them salaries, and they even the common people Can't you manage it?! What kind of official is this!"

Han Lin'er wanted to be a wise king, even if he couldn't, he couldn't become a stupid or tyrant.

That's why he is fighting for power, so that he has the ability to control the political power.

He was a little dazed, not knowing what he did wrong.

Shouldn't Li Liu be promoted?But Liu Futong is powerful, covering the sky with one hand, if he doesn't suppress it, Liu Futong doesn't know what else he will do.

Shouldn't there be a balance of power between civil servants and generals?

Han Lin'er closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He was at a loss and didn't know what was wrong with him.

At this moment, he could only confide in Hongxiu.

He can't even go to the queen, he can't let the women in the harem see his weakness.

The women in the harem were all leaning on Liu Futong, they were all selected by Liu Futong, and the first thing they wanted to please was not even Han Liner.

Han Liner's wife, courtiers, and servants were all selected by Liu Futong.

Liu Futong controls everything about him, and still puts on the airs of an elder. He protects Han Liner on the throne, thinking that he has made great contributions. His arrogance and pathological desire to control make Han Liner live in fear all the time.

He was afraid that once Liu Futong found out that he could gain more power by overthrowing himself, would Liu Futong immediately raise his butcher knife against him?

Liu Futong is so capable, he is capable enough to scare Han Liner.

And his ability is manifested in too many aspects. The court is his word, and the generals listen to him. It seems that everyone knows Liu Futong, but no one knows Han Liner.

If Han Lin'er is not the emperor, maybe this is nothing, if he is a foolish emperor, maybe this is nothing.

But he happened to be the emperor, and he wanted to be a wise king.

Therefore, Liu Futong's "considerateness" is a blatant "exceeding authority".

Hongxiu hugged Han Lin'er from behind, and said softly: "A courtier has the seat of a courtier, the emperor has the seat of the emperor, and a concubine has the seat of a concubine. No one should cross the line. Isn't that all right? Wait until everyone finds their own seat." Once the seat is established, the world will be peaceful and the people will be able to live a good life."

Veins appeared on Han Liner's forehead: "You understand the truth, but they don't!"

"They just want to get more from my hands! It's not enough to be appointed as an official! Small officials want to become high officials, high officials want to be crowned kings, and those who are crowned kings want to be the Supreme Emperor!"

"They pressed on every step of the way, but they said that I was cruel, and they said behind my back that I was stupid!"

Han Lin'er seems to have collapsed, he doesn't like beauty, he doesn't like to enjoy, he just wants to keep his blood and complete the "task" that an emperor should complete, he wants to appoint honest officials, he wants his people to live a good life , also wanted to leave his name in history, wait until he dies in the future, see his father in the sky, and he can tell his father that he has lived up to his expectations.

But looking at the current situation, this expectation is destined to be disappointed.

Hongxiu's voice was gentle enough to drip water: "Your Majesty, don't get angry with them. The ruler is weak and the minister is strong, and the minister is strong and the ruler is weak. The servants and maids listened to the truth when they listened to the opera. When the emperor stands up, they can only listen to the emperor. Yes, the emperor has righteousness and is a wise king, they will understand the emperor."

Han Lin'er didn't move, he lowered his eyes in thought.

Yes, he handed over the power to Liu Liu, hoping to use Liu Liu's hand to suppress Liu Futong.

But this only made them fight harder, and the whole court was harmed.

And he is the emperor, he naturally occupies a higher position, and it makes more sense.

His purpose was never to make civil servants and military generals fight each other, nor to make the court look like a battlefield.

He wants to take back his imperial power, and then pass on the imperial power safely.

"You're right." Han Liner turned around and hugged Hongxiu, he kissed Hongxiu's forehead, "Xiu'er is my interpretation flower, without Xiu'er, I really don't know what to do."

Hong Xiu leaned on Han Lin'er's shoulder, closed her eyes and said, "As long as the emperor is good, slaves are fine. The emperor must take care of his body."

Han Liner: "I know."

Han Lin'er began to intervene in government affairs, but he soon discovered that there was only one Liu Futong who prevented him from gaining power before, but now Liu Liu is also added.

He knows the reason for all this.

Both Liu Liu and Liu Futong regarded him as a signboard, and they were fighting each other for this signboard.

At this time, the signboard suddenly said that it wanted to take power by itself, and they were not happy to hang it on the wall anymore. Naturally, they had to quiet the signboard first.

No one listened to him.

Obviously their power comes from him.

And yet they dismissed him as nothing.

Han Lin'er finally couldn't bear it, and invited Liu Futong to the study, and the two had a long talk all night.

Han Liner called him by his childhood address: "Uncle, why?"

Liu Futong also looked at Han Liner, obviously they had been together for so long, but at this moment they felt strange to each other.

"Uncle, I'm not a child anymore." Han Lin'er looked directly into Liu Futong's eyes. It is true that he has feelings for Liu Futong, but this feeling is very complicated. He used to think that Liu Futong was an indestructible mountain that made people feel safe. Now He felt that Liu Futong was a cliff blocking him. He was afraid of his strength and eager to cross him.

Han Lin'er: "I am the emperor, uncle, why can't I have what belongs to me?"

"You are still the Taishi Taibao, and you are still respected in the court." When Han Lin'er said this, he clenched his fists tightly. He felt humiliated. As an emperor, he actually wanted to ask his subjects to return power to him in this way .

This humiliation will be deeply imprinted in his bones and will never fade away.

But Liu Futong said: "Your Majesty, I want to call myself Zhen. I don't understand what you said just now."

"Don't understand?" Han Lin'er was anxious, "The grand master doesn't want to understand! Do you see what Anfeng is like today? Do you see what the people are like? The people are in dire straits, and there are wailings everywhere! The common people sell their daughters , the merchant fled, is this Anfeng still Anfeng? Is my world still the world?!"

"The grand master has lived in the court for a long time! I am afraid that he has forgotten what the Yuan court did to the people back then?"

Han Liner: "I don't think it will take a long time. In a few months, I don't know if there are any dragons and phoenixes like me in this world!"

Liu Futong's voice was very calm: "Then what does the emperor want? Let the minister take a step back and let that Zhuzi hold the power? Your majesty, the minister has been loyal to the Han family since the first emperor, how does the emperor repay the minister? Then Du Zundao is full of the words of a saint, but what he does is the deed of a courtier, domineering in the military camp, why? The people are the emperor's people, and the soldiers are not the emperor's soldiers?"

"I'm retreating now, can the emperor still suppress Liu Liu?"

"At that time, Liu Liu will control the court and military power, who else will fight against him?"

"Zhen!" Han Lin'er said loudly, "You all have forgotten that I am the emperor!"

"I am the master of the court and the barracks, you all don't remember this, you forget that your power depends on me!"

Han Liner suddenly closed his eyes: "I... almost forgot, uncle, if you didn't want me to be in power, you shouldn't have let me be the emperor back then."

"Since you made me the emperor, you shouldn't let me take power."

Han Lin'er has his own sufferings. He lives under Liu Futong's surveillance. He is the emperor but has no imperial power.

Only now did Liu Futong face up to the young man in front of him.

He has grown up, his figure is tall and straight, although his face is still childish, but there is a bit of kingly air.

Although he was young, he already understood that power represented everything.

"Your Majesty, the subject has retired, how do you know that Liu Liu is willing to retreat?" Liu Futong grinned, his smile full of sarcasm, "At this point today, who else can retreat? Everyone has been involved, no matter who Whoever loses wins, if you don't fight to the death, no one can stop, if you stop now, all the previous efforts will be wasted."

"Those officials, those petty officials, those eunuchs and concubines who colluded with the previous dynasty, who would be willing to retire?"

"Your Majesty, sometimes you just start, but it doesn't mean you can control the direction."

At dawn, Liu Futong left the study.

Only Han Lin'er was left sitting alone on the chair, his eyes were not fixed, his lips were tightly pressed, and he remained motionless.

At this moment, he no longer knows who to hate, who to blame.

People will pursue self-interest, no matter when, where, and in what position.

He can't control people's hearts.

Han Lin'er lay on the desk and buried her head in her arms.

The morning sun came in from the window and fell on his thin shoulders.

His body trembled slightly, and his low sobs echoed in the study.

What should he do?

His courtiers are busy fighting, his people are miserable, and the situation outside is difficult to control.

It seems that God is against him.

Han Lin'er raised his head and looked out of the window. There were still wet tears on his face.

Father, if it were you, what would you do?

Looking at you from the sky, do you feel that your son is incompetent?

But my son... there is no other way.

Han Lin'er stood up and walked out the door.