Lin Yuan wore it.
Dressed as a subjugated emperor, with an army of 200,000 outside the city, the Queen Mother and Prime Minister thought about killing him every day.
Logically speaking, it's a dead end.
But Lin Yuan was abducted and trafficked since he was a child, and what he is best at is picking holes in dead ends.
The problem is, this world has superpowers——
Some people can predict the future, some can see through good and evil, and some can use chess pieces to hypnotize and control the mind.
And his only ability is to show off.
On the first day, the Queen Mother asked him to take sides. He yawned: "You speak, and I listen."
The next day, the prime minister forced him to issue a criminal edict. He nodded: "Okay, you write it and I will stamp it."
On the third day, a letter came from the leader of the rebellion asking him to surrender. He wrote back: "Are you coming in or should I go out? Give me the right answer."
Manchu civil and military officials:? ? ?
The one who was even more confused was the one outside the city.
Xie Guanchen, the son of destiny who can predict the future, has set up an army without defeat for three years, and came to save the people.
Three days ago he saw that the dynasty would perish.
Now, everything about that emperor is foggy.
His general: "Commander, are you still fighting?"
Xie Guanchen folded the letter and put it in his arms.
"... Wait a minute. Let me see what he is first."
Three months later, Lin Yuan got tired of sitting.
He opened the city gate and walked up to Xie Guanchen alone:
"Are you going to fight or not? Why don't you just sit here and sit down?"
Xie Guanchen looked at him.
"You are not from this era."
Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you can see it pretty accurately."
"What the hell are you?"
Lin Yuan smiled and moved forward:
"I'm here to change your script."
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