Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

In Anfeng County, there was a turmoil. There was gunfire from the outside, countless loud noises seemed to be close to my ears, the soldiers on the wall were wounded, and Han Lin'er in the palace became an ant on the hot pot, not only him, but the servant in the palace. The same with officials.

All the males in Anfeng City are on the wall, and there are no more men to call.

Han Lin'er looked at Liu Futong with horror: "Uncle, what can I do now?"

Liu Futong furrowed his brows tightly, and his lips pressed tightly: "Don't worry, I have called someone out to inquire, but it's really impossible. I'll ask someone to escort you away."

Han Lin'er only believed Liu Futong's loyalty to him at this moment, but he knew it too late.

"Report-the emperor! The city wall has been broken, the enemy...has entered the city gate..." The soldier was covered in dust and blood stained on his face. He knelt on the ground, his hands still shaking slightly.

Where are the enemies, they are simply evil spirits, one by one, as if they want to eat human flesh and blood.

Han Lin'er was in a trance, and she was unsteady, and fell to the ground.

But Liu Futong was still stable. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have three hundred elite soldiers, let them escort you away!"

Han Lin'er's eyes widened: "Uncle go with me."

Liu Futong sighed, "I am here, so you can leave."

Liu Futong also delayed Han Lin'er, and only if he was caught could Han Lin'er leave.

But where to escape?Except for Haozhou, all places are now under Lin Yuan's rule, and there are troops everywhere.

In addition, Sun Deya had already become emperor, and even if Han Lin'er fled to Haozhou, he would not be immune to death.

Liu Futong was not reconciled.

He has done everything he can, why did he end up with such a result?

Did God not give him it?

"Uncle." Han Lin'er, "Let's go together."

Liu Futong shook his head and said to the guards beside him: "Escort the emperor to leave, and one day I can make a comeback!"

The guard promised and walked to Han Lin'er: "The emperor, let's go."

Han Lin'er had tears in her eyes: "Uncle, take care, I'll be waiting for you outside."

His claim has changed from me to me.

Han Lin'er was taken away by the guards. Liu Futong sat alone in the hall. Outside there were the cries of the maids and the servants, as well as the intensive footsteps. Everyone was running for their lives and wanted to live.

Liu Futong gave a wry smile, picked up the tea at hand, quietly waiting for his destiny.

When he was following Han Shantong, he was also very high-spirited. They made up their minds to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, it was the most ambitious time in his life. As long as the leader of Han was present, he was not afraid of anything.

Later...Han Shantong died, and he took Han Lin'er to another hill, letting Han Lin'er proclaim the emperor.

The world seems to be within reach.

He himself didn't know why the sky suddenly changed, and the South Bodhisattva turned out to be as fierce as a tiger descending down the mountain and roaring the forest.

At the very beginning, he didn't want to worry about it. After all, the Great Yuan Dynasty hadn't fallen. The greater the power of the South Bodhisattva, the more it could attract the attention of all the forces. He waited for the South Bodhisattva to destroy himself.

But Nanan Bodhisattva did not perish. On the contrary, he grew bigger and bigger, and the city he held in his hands became more and more, and there will be an endless stream of good soldiers.

Where did he lose?

Liu Futong was not reconciled. He had doubts and wanted to ask the Nan Bodhisattva, but he also knew that he couldn't ask his questions.

The servant ran into the hall stumbled: "Prime Minister, the palace gate is broken..."

Liu Futong nodded, indicating that he knew it.

The servant knelt in front of Liu Futong and raised his head, his eyes filled with despair: "Prime Minister, you run away!"

He hoped that Liu Futong could take him with him when he escaped.

Liu Futong laughed, "Where do I escape? Escape and become a farmhouse? Then I might have died at this time."

The maid walked a few steps, tears streaming down his face: "Prime Minister, keep the green hills to worry about no firewood, Prime Minister..."

Liu Futong: "Afraid of death?"

The servant didn't answer, but he looked terrified. Who is not afraid of death?It's better to die than to live. He would cut a guy into the palace back then because he couldn't live anymore.

Liu Futong smiled, but said nothing.

The waiter lay on the ground and cried.

He just wanted to live a good life and live a day when he could be dressed warmly and eaten. His father and mother brought him in by himself, and said to him before entering the palace: "My son, father and mother are sorry for you, but you can only Starve to death, don't hate your parents, reborn in your next life and go to a good house..."

He didn't hate his parents, they died shortly after he entered the palace, not starved to death, but beaten to death by the nobles.

Why is it so difficult to live a good life?

He also did the most sordid work in the palace. Other servants bullied him. The monthly money he got must honor the servant above. He didn't starve to death in the palace, so he could only climb up and die. There are no one thousand people in his hands but eight hundred.

But not long after he climbed up, and before the meat had a few meals, Anfeng was over, and the emperor was over.

The servant looked at Liu Futong with teary eyes: "Prime Minister, are you not afraid of death?"

Is there really anyone in this world who is not afraid of death?

At this moment, Liu Futong still had the mind to talk to a little servant. He looked at the direction of the palace gate, and heard the shouts of killing getting closer and closer, and smiled: "I am different from you. You have enough food and clothes to wear. No matter how much, I just want to recognize a few more godsons and daughters, and they will be supported when they are old and go out of the palace."

"I can't." Liu Futong, "I might as well die instead of living like that."

He has tasted the taste of power, tasted the taste of one person below ten thousand people, tasted the taste of his eyes, everyone is terrified for it, as long as they have tasted these tastes, no one wants to be more ordinary.

Once the prime minister, let him be an ordinary citizen, he can't bear it.

You can't live like that.

Liu Futong closed his eyes.

Han Lin'er was taken by the guards out of the side door. He suddenly thought of something, and said to the guards: "I...I want to take someone away!"

The guards were ruthless: "Your Majesty, the top priority is to send you away."

Han Lin'er gritted her teeth: "No, no, I can't keep her!"

The guards on both sides looked at each other and grabbed Han Lin'er's arm: "Your Majesty, you are offended."

Han Lin'er's eyes widened. He knew the crisis at the moment, but he couldn't worry about Anxiu.

He is gone, what should An Suo do?Will the enemy let her go?

She must be ruined, right?

She would definitely wonder why he didn't save her, so he flees for his life.

Han Lin'er gritted his teeth and glanced in the direction of the harem, his eyes flushed, but he was unable to resist the struggle.

Xiu'er, don't blame me, I can't help myself. In the future... I will definitely give you money to burn paper money, and ask you to have money in the Yin Cao dynasty, and be reborn in the next life, and be my woman.