Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

Ning Fan sighed in his heart. This foreigner didn't seem to know what it meant to be reserved. He would immediately ask what was on his mind.

"Already thought about it."

Ning Fan nodded to Xina.

Xina was overjoyed and looked at Ning Fan with tender eyes.

Ning Fan saw Yue Ying on the side without saying a word, then looked at the peanuts on the plate, and suddenly had an idea.

"Yueying, are there any moldy peanuts in the kitchen?"

Ning Fan asked.

When peanuts become moldy, they produce a strong toxin called Aspergillus aflatoxin.

This kind of thing can cause cancer in a short period of time, and can also cause people to suffer from terminal diseases without knowing it.

This thing, which can truly kill people invisible, is the most powerful chronic poison in this era.

Ning Fan spent the whole afternoon thinking about how to kill Chen Tao, a little bastard, without causing conflicts.

After all, Chen Tao's identity was too sensitive. He was the son of the current imperial commander, and it was a big deal. It would affect his whole body.

If Chen Tao was killed in a big way, even Ning Fan would not be able to bear the consequences.

But it is relatively simple to get rid of this person without anyone noticing.

"Moldy? There was mold in a bag before and it has been thrown away."

Yueying replied with some confusion.

She couldn't understand why Ning Fan suddenly cared about such a trivial matter.

"You can help me find some severely moldy peanuts tomorrow. I can use them."

Ning Fan ordered.

Under the moonlight, Xina's graceful figure, coupled with her melodious singing voice, was simply the ultimate enjoyment for Ning Fan.

With the beauty by his side and the beautiful wine, Ning Fan drank one glass after another, and he became a little drunk without realizing it.

In the end, even Yu Ning Fan couldn't remember what he said.

I just remember being helped onto the bed in a daze, as if I had fallen into a gentle land.

The next day, Ning Fan woke up in a daze and saw a lotus-white jade arm wrapped around his neck.

Following the arm to find her owner, Ning Fan immediately saw Xina's face full of exotic charm.

Their eyes met, and Xina pressed forward passionately. Ning Fan didn't show any pretense and simply turned over...

At three o'clock in the morning, Ning Fan lazily got up and washed himself. All the 36,000 pores in his body seemed to be unblocked.

"Your Highness looks good today."

When Ergou saw Ning Fan pushing open the door and coming out, he immediately handed over a hot towel.

Yueying sat on the eaves outside the window as usual, eating melon seeds. When she heard Ning Fan coming out, she couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes, Ning Fan repeated it several times when he went downstairs.

His physique was pretty good, but he didn't expect that his feet were still a little weak when he went downstairs.

"Your Highness, these are the moldy peanuts you want..."

Ergou handed over a bag, and through the bag, Ning Fan could smell a musty smell.

How to purify this stuff is not difficult for Ning Fan.

But now that Ning Fan's identity was different, many things did not require actual operation. He found a few craftsmen, briefly talked about the purification method, and they started working.

Within one day, Ergou found more than a dozen sacks of moldy peanuts. These yellow and bitter peanuts were densely covered with yellow mycelium.

For Ning Fan, he may be the first person in Dakang to prepare biological and chemical weapons.

After all, this aflatoxin kills people invisible, it is really a sharp weapon!

It is not only used to deal with the scoundrel Chen Tao, but may have more uses in the future.

By the afternoon, a bottle of venom with a strong bitter taste had been prepared.

Ning Fan observed the concentration of this substance and estimated that he would be poisoned to death on the spot if he took one sip. To achieve the dose that causes cancer, he estimated that a few drops at a time should be enough.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Ergou came over and asked curiously.

"Adults do things, children, don't ask questions, come on, come with me to the library to see our equipment."

Ning Fan put away the venom and walked towards the prepared carriage.

When they arrived at the library, Du Yuesheng was already waiting here.

Ning Fan pulled Du Yuesheng aside and handed over the bottle of venom.

"This thing is chronically toxic, but it can kill people if the dose is high! Doesn't that Chen Tao not give you money every time he comes to eat? Remember, every time this kid comes, give him a little bit."

“Don’t have too much, or you’ll suffer!”

Ning Fan warned.

"Your Highness, do you want to kill Chen Tao?"

Du Yuesheng's expression didn't change much.

"This bitch is thinking about my woman, how can I keep him? If he eats this thing for half a month, his liver will basically be damaged, and he will have to wait for death."

Ning Fan looked cold.

After Du Yuesheng heard this, his face showed great surprise: "It's not poison, but illness? This thing is too amazing!"

"Well, remember to arrange carefully and don't reveal any flaws."

Ning Fan warned again.

If he was offended just once, Ning Fan would naturally not have murderous intentions.

But the level of Chen Tao's arrogance has made Ning Fan strongly wary, so this person cannot be kept.

Ning Fan is not a kind-hearted Buddha. When necessary, Vajra means are readily available without any hesitation.

"I know, it must be done well."

Du Yuesheng looked calm.

Ning Fan observed Du Yuesheng's performance and was generally satisfied, so he added: "Yue Ying in my house, if you take care of her recently, you will leave this part of the work to her in the future, and you will be responsible for making money." .”

"Everything must be obeyed by His Highness!"

Du Yuesheng didn't feel any resistance, on the contrary, he felt relieved.

After all, he had to do a lot of business every day, and Du Yuesheng was already overwhelmed. He wanted someone to share this part of the work.

"Let's go see the printing press."

Ning Fan walked towards the study hall with great interest.

After passing through the front room of the study hall, Ning Fan walked straight towards the backyard.

A person walked towards him, it was Shen Mengxi. After seeing that it was Ning Fan, Shen Mengxi quickly knelt on the ground to say hello.

"How are things going? Is it going well?"

Ning Fan quickly pulled Shen Mengxi up from the ground and asked.

"His Royal Highness Qingwang, everything is going smoothly and everything is done!"

Shen Mengxi was also very excited and led Ning Fan towards the printing room.

As soon as he entered, Ning Fan smelled the smell of ink.

Two craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry were brushing ink on themselves on the engraving, while the other two had prepared rice paper and were about to place it on it.

"What's today's content?"

Ning Fan suddenly felt a little confused.

Movable type printing has been successful, and the next step is content.

Ning Fan immediately brought a pen and paper, and in less than an hour, he wrote a draft, and also wrote the first episode of Condor Shooting.

There is a manuscript, and several craftsmen in the engineering department are busy again.

According to Ning Fan's manuscript style, I started to select the fonts and placed them in sequence.