The city of Anfeng was broken, and Han Liner did not escape in the end. The guards chased him back before sending him out two miles away.
He was sitting on a dilapidated carriage trying to disguise himself as a fleeing commoner. When he was stopped, Han Liner heard the sound of fighting outside.
That can't be called a fight, at best it was just a brief metal crash, and then someone outside said, "Sinner Han Lin'er, come out!"
Han Liner didn't know what to do.
His face was covered in sweat, as were his palms, and his clothes were all wet with sweat.
Even if he is just a little emperor who lives in a corner, there are still rules. Even in summer, he has to wear jackets. He can't just wear single clothes like ordinary people. There is ice in the palace. In summer, the palace people will make an iceberg for him. enjoy the cool air.
He had never felt so hot.
It was so hot that he was flustered, and it was so hot that he was terrified.
"General." The personal soldiers dismounted and walked to Chen Bosong's horse.
Chen Bosong pursed his lips: "Go to the carriage and get him off."
There is only one emperor in the world, and all things have only one master, so they don't have to treat Han Liner politely.
In the competition for power, there is never a winner or a loser, only the winner and the loser.
The personal soldiers jumped on the carriage and pulled the opening curtain, and a burst of hot air rushed towards his face. Han Liner didn't even open the window. The curtain was so heavy and thick that he fainted from the heat inside. The smell of sweat does not come out.
The personal soldier pinched his nose and dragged Han Liner out, but Han Liner didn't wake up from such a big movement.
"Lock it up." Chen Bosong said, "Take care of him, don't give him too much food, just don't starve to death."
The personal soldiers hurriedly agreed, and Chen Bosong brought people back to the city.
He still has to search his home, and he will stop after copying the homes of Anfeng officials.
These officials, no matter how big or small, were quite wealthy, whether it was money or food, as well as many precious ornaments. Chen Bosong also took out a bed made of red sandalwood from the mansion of a fifth-rank official.
No one thought that a five-rank official could live such a luxurious life.
Lin Yuandu did not have such a chair yet.
After a busy day, Anfeng was surrounded by soldiers. Chen Bosong brought people into the palace. Tomorrow, he had to count the things in the palace. Everyone did not dare to sleep in the emperor's palace. Although he was not his own emperor, he brought these two They didn't dare to touch the words, they only dared to sleep in the palace's room.
Chen Baisong also only slept in the overnight room prepared for the ministers in the palace.
Chen Bosong couldn't sleep. He was sitting by the window wearing only trousers. The soldiers brought him a late-night snack, but it was just jerky and a pot of rice wine. He sat by the window and had a drink.
He couldn't go back in a short time. He had to clean up Anfeng's food and wait for the officials sent by Lin Yuan to take over before leaving.
Chen Bosong rubbed the wine glass with his fingers and pursed his lips lightly, but his eyes were extremely energetic and exposed.
He thought about it for so long, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt as if a hole had been opened in his heart.
After that night, he felt that he had become unlike himself, but he couldn't help but wonder, why did Lin Yuan treat him like this
His loyalty to Lin Yuan will not decrease, so Lin Yuan should not be aware of his thoughts to win him over, and Lin Yuan has no shortage of people who can be used. Chen Bosong is even sure that if he has an accident , There are many people who can pull it up under their own hands.
But other than that, Chen Bosong couldn't find any reason why he could make Lin Yuan treat him differently. Friendship since childhood could probably be counted as one, but it was not enough.
Chen Bosong thought for a long time, and after drinking the pot of rice wine, he thought in the most incredible direction.
Where is he worth? In terms of appearance, Chu Lin is the handsome man in everyone's eyes.
In terms of the ability to lead troops to fight, he and Zhu Yuanzhang were in the same league.
Apart from his loyalty and sincerity, he has nothing stronger than others, and even loyalty and sincerity is not a rarity.
Is there anyone who is following Lin Yuan now
Does Lin Yuan really like him
Chen Bosong sat quietly, motionless.
If someone saw it at this time, they would probably not believe the scene in front of them.
The general, who has always been decisive in killing, was sitting alone at this time with a smile on his face.
It's not the usual polite smile, or a cheerful laugh.
It was a very gentle, lingering, smirk with pink bubbles.
An Laosi and the others are still cooperating with the soldiers outside the imperial city to search their homes. After operating in Anfeng for so long, An Laosi finally came in great use. With someone like him who knows Anfeng like the back of their hands, it becomes easier to seize and search homes. Many things that used to be done in three or four months are now less than a month away.
There are really few people, and An Lao Si also pushed his wife out.
Although An wife has always only dealt with female family members, but the female family members are in charge of the inner house, and sometimes what women know may not be known by men, and which Zhuangzi shops are there, they are more knowledgeable than anyone else.
An wife was quickly drawn into a strong man, and she was busy with her husband. Both of them became untouched. They had to work when they opened their eyes. No kung fu either.
But An Laosi has never felt so energetic before!
He's done it, right? Back in Beijing, a fifth-rank official couldn't escape.
But the five-rank officials in Beijing are worthless, but he would never be willing to let him go to other places to become a five-rank official.
An Lao Si felt that before returning to the capital, he should go and pray to God and worship Buddha.
In the early morning of the next day, Hong Xiu was led to Chen Baisong.
The red sleeves changed into coarse clothes, and the clothes of the palace maids. At this time, there were not many women's clothes. She didn't want to wear Han Lin'er's concubine's clothes. She would rather wear the palace maids' clothes. Pulling her hair into a bun, she made a braid, and she didn't put on makeup on her face, so she looked a few years younger than before.
"Meet the general." Hong Xiu saluted Chen Bosong.
Chen Bosong nodded: "Get up."
"If you want to copy the things in the palace, you have to look at it." Chen Bosong said without detour, "And Han Liner, you can also visit him when you have time to see if you can dig something out of his mouth. "
For example, the emperor's private treasury is different from the national treasury.
If you can ask directly, it will save you the trouble of looking around.
Hong Xiu nodded and said, "This is natural."
She still remembered the promise Lin Yuan gave her before she came to Anfeng.
If she can go back alive, she can be sealed as the first female official in the new dynasty who is high enough to enter the palace.
When the red sleeves left, the only female official under Lin Yuan's rule was Zhou Qiuniang.
After so many years, Zhou Qiuniang should also be promoted, right
Hongxiu didn't want to be pushed down by Zhou Qiuniang, she kept fighting silently by herself.
Hongxiu was led by the guards to the palace where Han Liner was imprisoned. This palace was originally for the house servants who were doing cheap labor, and they did the job of Yun Yexiang to clean the toilet. There was always a smell in the room. Han Liner was only locked overnight I can't take it anymore.
When he was a child, his father was the leader of the White Lotus Sect. Although he couldn't be too hedonistic, the worship of the believers would never be less.
When I got older, my father rebelled again. Although my father suffered some hardships in the past few years, he would never have such an experience.
He didn't want to take off his coat, he still wore three layers of clothes, his crown was crooked, and there was no expression on his face.
Only when he saw Hong Xiu walk in did he take a few steps forward with a look of excitement.
"Xiu'er..." Han Lin'er was excited for a while, without thinking about anything, she said with a look of relief, "It's fine if you're fine, just fine if you're fine!"
"I..."
He stopped before he finished speaking.
Only then did he come back to his senses.
Ahn Soo shouldn't be here...
Why is she here
Han Lin's eyes were splitting: "You are from the King of Nan!"
Hong Xiu sat on a chair beside her, and she clearly distinguished from Han Lin'er: "Now it's time to change your name to Your Majesty."
Han Liner's face flushed, and she pointed at the red sleeve angrily: "You, you are deliberately approaching me!"
Hong Xiu nodded: "Exactly."
Han Liner was trembling with anger: "Isn't I treating you bad? I've given you everything you want. There are so many people in the harem, and I only love you one, why are you! Why! Why do you treat me like this!"
Hongxiu looked at him strangely: "Do you think you are a good person?"
Han Lin'er stopped talking, and even turned her head not to look at Hong Xiu.
Hong Xiu covered her mouth and smiled: "Now that you are not the emperor, I will call you Young Master Han, Young Master Han, you know yourself well, and without your shell, you are not even a hair on our Majesty's hair. "
Han Liner listened to Hongxiu's words, and the more he listened, the more angry he became. He didn't understand why it suddenly became like this.
Liu Futong, who was protecting him, does not know where he is now.
The officials who had sworn loyalty by his side before also fled when Anfeng broke down.
Even his favorite woman turned out to be just a beautiful snake with hidden venom.
Han Liner covered his face, he took a deep breath, and frantically swept the candlestick on the table to the ground, he could only vent like this.
"Why did you do this to me?" Han Liner covered her face after venting, not wanting people to see the tears on his face, "Why?"
Hong Xiu stood up and looked down at him with pity.
"Master Han, if you were just a rich boy or an ordinary scholar, you wouldn't be where you are today."
Hongxiu squatted down and handed out a handkerchief to Han Liner: "How many people are there in the world? How many people have been emperors? If you think about it like this, your life has been quite spectacular."
Han Liner didn't take the handkerchief. He wiped his face indiscriminately, not wanting to let Hongxiu see his tears, but his eyes were red, but he couldn't hide it.
Hongxiu sighed, "Young Master Han, we are old, as long as you tell me where the private treasury is, I can save your life. If you go to Beijing City in the future, although you may not be able to leave the mansion, you can live and your life will not be too bad. ."
"If you don't say it, you'll just delay for a while, and there's no one out there who can save you."
Han Liner raised her head: "Where is my Taibao?"
Hong Xiu smiled and said, "Liu Futong is also being detained now. Young Master Han should think about it."