Chapter 410: Past and present lives, dreams from gods
As an emperor with strong military virtues, Hong Zhou had always been interested in muskets and cannons. Now that Leng Buding had obtained a new formula of gunpowder, he couldn't wait to ask the weapons inspector to test the formula as soon as he woke up.
Except for a few unreliable items, most of the other things Hong Zhou still wanted to try.
For example, artificial egg hatching... After thirty years of living, this was the first time someone told him that hens could be hatched without a hen!
How fresh! How interesting!
Ministry of Internal Affairs! Immediately!
There is also the mulberry fish pond. In theory, there is no problem at all, but we must be cautious and ask the Ministry of Revenue to find a suitable place in the south of the Yangtze River and try it first so that it can be promoted before it is too late.
As for this cement, is it really that strong? Can it be better than Sanhe soil? Anyway, let’s give it a try.
Huang Eniang didn't write in detail about cultivating pearls and growing ginseng, only rough steps. Hong Zhou couldn't help but have some doubts, so he thought it would be better to find some qualified people to discuss it first.
As for the pinyin punctuation - Hong Zhou hesitated for a while and decided to announce it to the public, but he would not force it to be implemented for the time being and let it take its own course.
Therefore, Hong Zhou was very busy these days, and the concubines in the harem had no time to sleep. However, his filial piety must not be compromised. As an emperor, he still had to go to pay respects to the empress dowager every day.
It was a pity that the Empress Dowager remained silent, and Hong Zhou was helpless.
Shu Jin was really annoyed, so he blurted out: "Just treat it as something I learned from my previous life!"
How come Hong Zhou's black line is connected to the previous life?
As night falls, the ghost of Yongzheng who just floated over has a stern look on his face. Is Mr. Geng... also a reborn person?!
The doubts that had been held in my heart for several years seemed to have been answered at this moment.
Mr. Geng is actually just like me, a person blessed by God!!
"Don't worry, I haven't told anyone these things. If you weren't my biological son, I'd probably take these things into my grave." Shu Jin sighed. He traveled to an era when imperial power was supreme, even if he had this knowledge that was beyond the times in his mind.
, nor can it be said easily.
A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade.
Knowing too much can bring disaster.
If, as in history, she was just a concubine, then Shu Jin would have died in her stomach no matter what.
The dead ghost Yongzheng said quietly: "You have been serving me for more than thirty years, and I have never noticed it!"
This Mr. Geng has great acting skills!
Obviously, some of these things can bring huge wealth, and some can be exchanged for supreme merits - but Geng's transition from Qiandi to my succession, from Concubine Yu to Concubine Yu who is in charge of the Sixth Palace, she is actually the same person.
Didn’t say anything!!
At this moment, the dead ghost Yongzheng is somewhat convinced. He is so forbearing. No wonder even I was deceived!
The dead ghost Yongzheng did not know that this Geng family was not the other Geng family, so it did not last more than thirty years, only twenty-five years.
"Why didn't you take these out while Huang Kao was still alive?" Hong Zhou couldn't help but ask.
Shu Jin spread his hands: "Because I can't explain where these things come from."
Hong Zhou Heixian, co-authored: When I become emperor, you won’t have to explain, right?
Hong Zhou was a little depressed, but as a son, you can't force your mother to ask questions about the past life. Hong Zhou absolutely didn't believe it. These things were unprecedented in the ages, even if the mother-in-law didn't drink Meng Po soup.
Reincarnation, where did she learn this from in her previous life?
"Could it be a god who entrusted you with a dream?" Huang Erniang, a concubine of a palace, really had nowhere to learn this! Apart from this, Hong Zhou really couldn't think of any other possibility.
Shu Jin had no idea, but he could only say helplessly: "Forget it."
In that era when everyone had clairvoyance, ears for the wind, and everyone could go to heaven and sea, compared to the feudal era, wasn't it a world like a fairy?
Hong Zhou was immediately solemn, and sure enough! The Queen is a person favored by God, so I am also destined by God!
Yong Zheng, who was floating on the side, also instantly believed that this Geng... God's love for her was so deep! She even taught her so many wonderful skills in a dream!
Damn it! Why didn’t you tell me honestly when I was alive?
The dead ghost Yongzheng was so angry that his nose was crooked. It is obvious that he cannot trust me!
I love you so much, and this is how you repay me?!
It's so hateful! The dead ghost Yongzheng was so angry that his teeth itched.
"That pearl, ginseng... why is it written so roughly?" The people below have discussed it. Although it seems feasible, it will take some time and slowly. As for when the results will be produced, it is hard to say.
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Shu Jin looked innocent and said: "It's been so long, I almost forgot about it."
Your mother's head is almost bald just for writing this!
The dead ghost Yong Zheng on the side jumped up in anger again, "How could you forget such an important thing?! Damn it, the gods taught you magical skills in dreams, you should report it to me immediately!" - If you had reported it to me earlier, how could you have been so stupid?
forget!!
Shu Jin felt the tip of his nose was cold, and he couldn't help but let out a big sneeze. The sneeze came so suddenly that Shu Jin didn't even have time to cover it up with a handkerchief.
Therefore, it sprayed straight towards His Majesty the Dead Ghost floating in the air.
The dead ghost Yongzheng stormed towards him, "Damn it! Did you do this on purpose?!"
Although he was furious, Yong Zheng still maintained the most basic rationality. He only dared to yell and curse from a distance, and did not even dare to come forward.
At this moment, the imperial eunuch bowed in and kowtowed and reported: "Your Majesty, the seventh elder brother is ill, and I would like to ask you to come and have a look."
Hong Zhou's face instantly darkened.
Shu Jin muttered to himself: "Why are you sick again?"
Hong Zhou said coldly: "Change Yongheng to a foster mother, and he won't get sick."
Shu Jin was shocked. Cui concubine actually used her son to compete for her favor?! Is she crazy?!
Because Cui concubine bullied Li Gui when she was pregnant, Shu Jin ground her until she gave birth. Although Cui concubine gave birth to a prince as she wished, she completely fell out of favor. On the contrary, Li Gui prospered and was favored by her.
Concubine Cui is so confused for this little favor. Doesn’t she know that Concubine Shun was not kind to Fushan back then, so she has not been able to see the light of day to this day!
Oh, by the way, Concubine Shun and Concubine Cui seem to have been at each other's throats since they were in the dormitory. Now it seems that they are the same person.
After a long time, Shu Jin asked: "Who will raise me?"
Hong Zhou frowned and thought, the Queen is the legitimate mother, so it is logically the most suitable, but the Queen is pregnant now, so she should not be tired.
"Leave it to your noble lady, I will turn around and grant her the title of concubine." Hong Zhou said in an understatement.
This beautiful lady has been in the palace for two years. Although she has always been favored, she has never been pregnant. Now she has a fat son for nothing, and he also has a concubine. She is really making a lot of money.
The next day, Hong Zhou issued a formal edict, praising the talents and virtues of Li, a beautiful lady, and naming her a concubine. Because the word "Li" was not dignified enough, she was renamed Rong concubine.
A few days later, Cui concubine fell ill and was unable to take care of the sick Yongheng, so Yongheng was temporarily given to Concubine Li to raise.
