Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

"Overseas knowledge?"

When Concubine Wen heard that her cousin sent over a fortune teller, who kept saying that he was a strange man, she still had a little bit of faith.

But after learning from her cousin's letter that this strange man was found from the street, she became sneering from being half-believing!

Are there so many strange people?Just so coincidentally, you met me while walking on the street?Wen Yue instantly realized what it means to go from heaven to hell.

She originally planned to treat each other with courtesy, but now it has become perfunctory, and even told the people around her that if they sensed that the physicist she had found was a liar, they would immediately kill him on the spot, so as not to let him pollute the soil of the harem .

Wen Yue left Luo Zhifeng hanging out like this for a few days before she remembered him and casually asked the people around her a few words, but she didn't expect to hear such a sentence——

This fake fortune teller has knowledge about overseas!

Wen Yue clenched her fists and stood up at once.

She thought a lot in a flash.

All kinds of crops with "Xi", "Hu", and "Fan"...Sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes and other crops with high yield and strong adaptability...or glassware, mathematics, etc.

These strange words that popped out of her mind suddenly made Wen Yue's heart pound, and she couldn't wait to get along with that princess.

A thought popped up in her mind, as long as she controls any overseas crop or other, she will have an unprecedented right to speak, instead of relying on a disgusting man like now to be a dodder!

"Quickly, go and invite that... Master Luo to come over!" Wen Yue said eagerly, "Seal up that broken house and replace him with a better one."

Wen Yue was deeply annoyed. If she had known that Luo Zhifeng had this ability, how could she have left him in the cold for so long?

But fortunately, fortunately, she still grasped these opportunities. Thinking of this, Wen Yue lowered her voice nervously, preventing any concubine or even the maid from hearing the news.

She looked down on the concubines and maids who were attached to the emperor, but Wen Yue somehow felt that if they knew about this, some of them would definitely choose to fight with her.

It was as if they also had the support of Wen Yue, the noble concubine, and stood on the same starting line.

When the noble concubine Wen Yue urgently summoned Luo Zhifeng, there was an extra episode in Ding Zheng's prison.

After Chen Linzhi threw him into the dungeon, he didn't care about the man's life or death. After a week of torture by prisoners and wardens, Ding Zheng welcomed a new visitor.

This prisoner was the upline that Ding Zheng had contacted before. This middle-aged businessman was dressed in sedate clothes, with a string of angry diamond beads hanging on his wrist. He had a round face and a friendly smile like a Maitreya Buddha.

Merchants were not allowed to wear patterned satin clothes at this time, but this one broke this example.

Seeing the middle-aged man approaching, Ding Zheng exclaimed, "It's you?"

This middle-aged businessman was named Peng Deyou, and he even had a relationship with the imperial merchant. It was pure luck for Ding Zheng to be able to connect with him.At the same time, he was also the first businessman who secretly managed to send those goods to Liang Guo for sale.

Peng Deyou said: "It seems that you did not confess me."

Ding Zheng nodded and bowed his waist, and scratched his lips: "Yes, how dare I confess to you? I keep my mouth tightly shut."

Peng Deyou smiled, and said in a deliberative tone: "But if you do this, the goods are all in your hands. I came here just to ask you if there is any way to recover the loss. After all, you are always my acquaintance." One of the smartest people ever."

Peng Deyou smiled and looked at him deeply: "When you come out, I'm afraid that there will be a day when you will have an equal share with me."

Ding Zheng suppressed his expression, but he didn't completely hide his joy.

He hated the wardens and prisoners in this prison, and what was even more disgusting was the "Master" of the Yuan Kingdom who underestimated and decided all of this. When he first heard Peng Deyou's inquiry, his brain was burned with malice.

Ding Zheng rolled his eyes and said sullenly: "I have an idea, but I don't know if your lord is willing to take this risk. The nobles of the Yuan Kingdom are not willing to let Sishi spread these goods to the outside world, and even set a strict ban. Ordinary methods will definitely not be able to recover this loss."

"But what if the person who smoked these four stones is the nobleman himself?!"

Ding Zhengyang raised his voice, and quickly typed out words one by one: "Sneakily mix Sishi powder into their diet, let them indulge in it, and have to accept our goods——

The Yuan Kingdom's new prohibition on these things that add to the fun is extremely strict. If a nobleman sticks to this kind of thing, he will definitely not be able to disclose it to the outside world, and he will kill himself!And then, they became our accomplices.Even... We can even use this to get our hands on the court. The businessman who has been considered a pariah since ancient times has invaded the court with one hand. Mr. Peng, don't you feel tempted? "

Ding Zheng is the purest villain. When he thought of using this to drag those high-ranking nobles into trouble, he couldn't help showing a crazy smile of success.

"Good! Good!" Peng Deyou said two good words in succession, and he patted Ding Zheng on the shoulder, "I will never forget your contribution to us!"

The conversation continued in such a way that both the host and the guest enjoyed themselves, and at the end, Peng Deyou also promised to give Ding Zheng a few houses and some beauties when he was released from prison.

But when Peng Deyou turned to leave, there was some gloomy aura on the friendly Maitreya-like face with his back to Ding Zheng.

The middle-aged businessman sneered in his heart, came out to give you the beauty in the house?It also depends on whether you can come out.

More than a month later, the prison guards found Ding Zheng's stinky body in the prison. His body was covered with large and small bruises and scars, but his uncorrupted eyes were staring straight at a certain place, as if he was risking something. Green light is average.

The jailer panicked, and immediately asked his colleagues to throw him into a mass grave without burying him.

Not long after, only a corpse eaten by wild dogs and vultures remained in the wrapped mat.

Before he died, Ding Zheng was thinking about the status, wealth, and the promise he got in exchange for that amazing idea, but he didn't know that it was the promise he was proud of and desperately bragging about that made him die.

Peng Deyou would not allow such a wolf to occupy his back.Ding Zheng wanted to plot against the people of the imperial city, so he came up with such an insidious scheme, so what if he had his eye on Peng Deyou, a very lucrative position?Don't you want to borrow a knife to kill someone!

Peng Deyou himself is also a villain, not as gentle and uncontested as he appears on the surface, so he is more sure that Ding Zheng will definitely be the kind of picky bastard who will betray the master!

And a few days later, a batch of "Four Stone Powder" and "Ma Pian" quietly poured into the court through special channels.

They didn't attract anyone's attention, and they weren't aimed at high-ranking officials, but rather small officials who had relatively low status in the court and had little right to speak.

Similarly, these petty officials also have a role that no one else would think of—they are think tanks appointed by the main system, and they are not the same as those high-ranking officials.

The improvement of "Ma Pian" and "Si Shi San" was completed by them alone, and the plan to benefit the people and strengthen the army was formed from their hands...

The petty officials worked hard to deliver these poisons to Liang Guoren and make them addicts.

But they probably never thought that their act of issuing the ban violated the interests of some businessmen who wanted nothing but money!The businessman wants to catch all the petty officials in turn, making them slaves manipulated by their desires.

What is self-eating?This is self-eating!

When Luo Zhifeng saw Wen Yue approaching with a smile, he had already confirmed her identity as the host.

Travelers are so easy to recognize, even if they lose their memory, they will appear more out of place than others, with an indelible arrogance.

Most of these hosts are modern time travelers. Subconsciously, they can't stand the...backward and dirty environment in ancient times, and even without memory, they still think of ways to make themselves live more comfortably.

Wen Yue clearly manifested the common faults of these hosts. In each of her residences, there were things that were too novel for ancient people, forming a sense of distance from the original objects.

"Your Majesty's Concubine."

Wen Yue approached him through a layer of tulle to beg for those overseas insights, Luo Zhifeng jumped out with two or three sporadic sentences, and used the excuse that he wanted to return to his career as a fortune teller.

A fortune teller doesn't talk about fate, so what else do you do?

Wen Yue was reluctant to let go, she scanned the news recorded by the person at hand, and subconsciously confirmed that they were indeed extremely excellent and cross-age methods.

At the first moment, she made people pour out all her private treasury to fiddle with these things.

Wen Yue was full of ambition, but she never thought that what Luo Zhifeng gave her was indeed useful, but the premise of this usefulness was that Wen Yue could grow it!

Are those seeds suitable for the temperature and method of sowing by Wen Yue's men?

This kind of soil, this kind of climate, won't the seeds dry up and die if they are overwatered?

It's not like you can grow a pea that reaches the sky by just spreading the seeds, and it's not a product that can increase the yield by fiddle with a few random hybrids!

To put it bluntly, under the current conditions, Wen Yue can't plant what she regards as a treasure at all, and this piece of news can only fall into Wen Yue's hands and become waste.

But... how did Wen Yue know?When she was the host, she was in charge of life and death, and everyone welcomed her, so how could she put down her dignity and become a vegetable farmer?

Wen Yue, who asked questions and didn't know anything, was destined to become the sign that Luo Zhifeng would lead the harem to guide Huo Suo.

And Wen Yue didn't expect such a future, she propped her arms and moved her body an inch towards Luo Zhifeng's direction, a pair of very anxious and beautiful eyes filled with a small surprise at this moment.

She took a closer look at Luo Zhifeng, and reluctantly replied, "Okay, then you can do the math for me."

The maid next to Wen Yue helped dismiss the other insignificant outsiders, and Wen Yue said bluntly: "I've been feeling restless in my heart, as if I shouldn't sit in this position, but should sit there. The position of the Ninth Five-Year Lord.

I always want to kill the emperor, take off the head of this disgusting thing, and feed it to wild dogs. "Wen Yue stretched out her slender fingers painted with red cardamom, and wanted to point at Luo Zhifeng's body. The cardamom and the tips of the nails were like a lingering murder weapon.

She seemed to be flirting, but her eyes were fixed on Luo Zhifeng's pale neck and clearly visible veins, no matter how she looked at it, she had the meaning of silence.

The maid behind Wen Yue stood behind Luo Zhifeng with a cold face, as if he could shut him up at any time as long as he made any sound that shouldn't be made after hearing such shocking words.