Chapter Fifty-Eight: Conspiracy (Part II)

"Well deserved!" Thinking of Sheng Wenyu's white hair, Han Lin'er felt a joy that could not be concealed. If it weren't for the coercion and temptation of Liu Futong back then, he colluded with Zhao Junyong, Luo Wensu and others to kill Zuo Xiang Du Zundao. He, the king of Song, will not fall to the point of being alone today.

Of course, that Du Zundao may not be a good bird in the society, and he had the same idea as Liu Futong at the beginning, coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes. But Du Zundao is a civil official after all, and if he wants the martial artists to obey the order, he can't do without the support of himself, the Lord of Song. And as long as the two sides can bargain, Han Lin'er believes that it won't be long before he can slowly cultivate a group of truly loyal people in the court according to what his mother taught him at the beginning, and take back the authority step by step in his hands.

It's a pity that Du Zundao fell short. It's hateful that Liu Futong is cunning and cunning, he actually pretended to be blocked by the flood, set up the barracks a hundred miles away, but secretly led the army back to Bianliang!

In order not to provoke a mutiny, Han Lin'er had no choice but to pinch his nose and admit that Liu Futong and others were ordered to commit rape, and killed Du Zundao and some of his dead friends in a river of blood. Since then, he found that he had also become a prisoner in the Yanfu Palace, and it was difficult for the decree to go out of the palace wall for half a step. Except that the food and clothing are slightly better than that of a felon, and the range of motion is slightly larger, everything else is no different!

"No, Lone will not let you get your way. You make Lone unhappy, and Lone makes all of you unhappy! Big deal, let's finish together! Thinking of Liu Futong's sentence "You don't care about the things outside, just study hard!" Han Lin'er couldn't help but curse again.

The emperor is a dragon. Imprison a real dragon in a prison built of carved beams and paintings, it is better to kill him directly. At least, the latter will not shame him. In order to wash away this shame, Han Lin'er racked her brains almost every day. However, he always sadly found that his hope of breaking out of the cage was very slim.

In the Bianliang Red Turban Army, almost all of them were generals raised by Liu Futong. Inside and outside the palace, there are also Liu's henchmen and eyeliner everywhere. Sometimes Han Lin'er even found out in despair that the reason why Liu Futong hadn't poisoned himself until now was probably because he was afraid of Zhu Butcher's reaction. Otherwise, I am afraid that I and my mother would have turned into two piles of loess.

In the days when Du Zundao was killed, he followed the advice of his mother-in-law Han, and took advantage of the chaos in Bianliang City to decisively send someone to seal Zhu Tuhu as the king of Wu, and forced Liu Futong to pinch his nose and admit the matter. Although it is reported that Zhu Butcher was not interested in the title of King Wu at all, he returned the edict three times. But with him watching from the side, it is difficult for Liu Futong to make a rebellious move to kill the king. Otherwise, the Zhu butcher raised his arms under the banner of avenging the King of Song, and Liu would definitely die without a place to be buried.

Everyone in the world with the eyes of the elders knows that in addition to being inferior to Liu Futong, Zhu Butcher is much better than Liu in all other aspects. At present, the achievements of the Huai'an Army and the Bianliang Army on the battlefield are proof! If the two sides really fight each other, I am afraid that within three months, Liu's head will have to be hung at the gate of the city. What a pleasant scene it would be~ You don't have to see it with your own eyes, but when you think about it in your heart, you will be trembling with excitement.

"Lone will definitely see that day. Lonely by all means! With her body trembling and her face facing the huge map, Han Lin'er quietly clenched her fists and burst into tears.

The dragon has reverse scales, and when it is touched, it bleeds thousands of miles. His current appearance is not only that he has been uncovered, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has been skinned and cramped!

"Who am I angry with?!" Suddenly, a gentle inquiry came from behind, which frightened him into a shiver, and he almost fainted on the spot.

looked back with a little shame and anger, but what caught his eye was the loving smiling face of his mother's mother, Yang. is no longer as thin as a few years ago, and between the eyebrows and sideburns, there is also a lot more grace and luxury. It's just that slightly sharp eyes, but she always reminds others that she is definitely not an ordinary woman.

"Mother, why are you here?" In front of his biological mother, of course, Han Lin couldn't have a seizure. Gritted his teeth, he asked with a bit of disgust. "It's hot and cold, you see, you have to run so far. In case the wind blows, how can the child feel at ease! ”

"You kid, your heart is actually used on me!" Yang stretched out a finger and nodded Han Lin'er's forehead lovingly. "Don't worry about being a mother, when I hid on the edge of the Yellow River, I didn't even dare to wear a leather robe in winter, and your mother and I didn't freeze sick. Now it's a water stove again, and it's a brocade mink fur, how can it be sick? ”

"Child, child, isn't this concerned about my mother?" Han Lin'er dodged while glancing at the back of her mother.

His body was not yet fully developed, so it took a lot of effort to keep his eyes from his mother's shoulders. Through the shattered glass window, he saw a group of rough women blocking the entrance of the temple. And the eunuchs and palace maids that Liu Futong collected for himself everywhere didn't know where they had gone at the moment, and they couldn't even see a small fish and shrimp.

"You don't have to look for it, it's all sent away for your mother. They're not as hard to deal with as you think! Seeing his son's appearance of being a soldier, Yang couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. Either a hard-working man who can't survive and enters the palace, or a homeless orphan girl, who can't be too loyal to anyone. If you give them more rewards, they will naturally make things easier for you. And others, why can't they stare at Yanfu Palace with their eyes open every day! ”

Ginger, after all, is still old and spicy. When Han Lin'er heard this, she was immediately relieved. Raising his hand, he smiled and scratched his scalp, "That's, that's, my mother's lesson is that the children will definitely be better to them in the future." There is nothing lacking in this Yanfu Palace, but there is not much shortage of money! ”

"It's that they don't want to do it too much! After all, with you, they can deal with others. Sighing softly, Yang slowly added, "And in case our mother and daughter are gone, it may not be a good thing for them!" ”

"The child understands!" Han Lin'er responded very seriously. Just now, he also thought this clearly. As long as he is alive, no one who is born in a red scarf will be embarrassed to take the lead in becoming the emperor. Liu Futong can continue to blackmail the Son of Heaven to order the princes. And if he dies one day, the princes will face the south and the north, and with the strength of the Bianliang Red Army alone, Liu Futong will not be able to suppress anyone at all.

"Therefore, my son must grasp the scale, some things are not actually impossible to do, just don't do them in the open." Yang smiled with satisfaction and lowered his voice to add. "Don't think that Liu Futong can't see that you hate him. That's an obvious thing, and he doesn't have to look at it to know that our mother and daughter have long hated each other. No matter how weak you appear on the surface, no matter how much you pretend to be incomprehensible in affairs, he will not give up his vigilance against you. And as long as you don't know how to deal with him and don't let any tricks fall into his hands, no matter what you do wrong, he can't treat you too badly. Otherwise, it is tantamount to giving a person a handle. My son, you may be able to understand the reasoning and proportions here? ”

Note: It's a bit of a stretch, but it doesn't lift your spirits. I'll be here today and I'll continue to work hard tomorrow.