After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"Wen, Master Wenren... How about this? I will invite Zhaohua to my house for a short visit tomorrow and introduce you to her then. How about it?" The eldest princess raised her eyes and said cautiously.

She is really afraid of this man now.

None of the useless people in her house are useful.

I couldn't even survive three moves from this evil star.

Even Mo Li, the person she relied on the most, was no match for her.

Anyway, he has his eyes on Zhao Hua. As long as he can find a way to bring Zhao Hua over, he will surely let him go.

Maybe, she can even win the beauty.

She wanted both Gu Mingzhe and Fang Ping.

But forget about Qi Yu. Qi Yu is a real master with real strength. No matter how high her status is, she can't control him.

But she was still very happy to use Wenren Ye to disgust Zhao Hua.

Wen Renye frowned slightly. What he wanted was to successfully conquer Princess Zhaohua, but now was not a good opportunity. After all, there were too many outstanding men around that woman.

If it was just about killing someone, he wouldn't have to think too much about it.

But his task now is to capture a woman, so he needs to have enough status.

For example, even if he passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar, his status as the top scholar was still not enough, so he needed the emperor's attention to become a new favorite in the court.

In this way, Princess Zhaohua would be able to put him on the same level and admire or respect him.

Otherwise, just because he came from a poor family, had no background, and only had some talent, it would not be enough to impress a princess.

But what if he had the merit of saving the emperor?

The emperor would certainly look upon him with a higher regard. Not only would he have a chance of winning the imperial examination, but he might also ask for permission to cancel Princess Zhaohua's engagement.

The most important thing is that Gu Mingzhe is the prime minister's legitimate son. No matter how talented he is, his background is not enough to compete with Gu Mingzhe.

He needs support from the emperor!

Thinking of this, Wen Renye said: "No hurry, the most important thing now is to capture the emperor..."

“???” The eldest princess looked bewildered.

No, do you want to look at what you are saying?

Take down the emperor?

Are you crazy?

"The emperor's trust..." Wen Renye continued, "I will give you ten days to plan. After ten days, you will find a way to bring the emperor to Zhenguo Temple and arrange the assassination..."

With a bang, the eldest princess fell to the ground.

Assassinate the emperor?

She wouldn't dare to do it even if she had eight hundred guts!

As a princess, she still relies on the status of her royal brother. If something happens to her royal brother, then her position as the eldest princess will be over.

"No, no... I can't agree to your request..." The eldest princess refused flatly.

Wen Renye glanced at her indifferently, and the eldest princess felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave.

"What are you thinking? I don't want to kill the emperor, I want to save him..."

"You...you mean, you want to save me?"

"Um......"

The eldest princess breathed a sigh of relief. She now understood what Wen Renye meant. He wanted to marry Zhao Hua and needed the emperor's support.

He is a commoner, if he wants to achieve this, it can only be to save the emperor!

Only if you have saved his life will the emperor repay you.

But even so, it is still an extremely risky thing for the Grand Princess.

The eldest princess's forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat, and she said with lingering fear: "This matter is too big... Let me think about it..."

"It's okay, I'll give you some time... But don't forget, your life is still in my hands..."

"Don't be like that. Assassinating the emperor is not that simple. My brother is protected by the Black Dragon Guards, and Qi Yu is also guarding him. He is an eighth-rank master. Those thieves will be eliminated as soon as they show their faces... How can you save the emperor?"

The eldest princess looked pleadingly, but still analyzed patiently.

Wen Renye's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was cold: "That depends on your ability..."

After saying that, Wen Renye left immediately!

The eldest princess slumped on the ground, trembling all over. She had been hunting geese all day, and today she was pecked in the eye by a goose. The eldest princess looked in the direction where Wen Renye left, her eyes filled with despair.

........

At this time, in the palace.

Zhong Ning brought two people and entered the palace holding the box.

One is the mineral salt filtered out by Su Hanxin, and the other is the white sugar developed in the sugar factory recently opened by Yao Wu.

When it was first made, since they were novices, there were some imperfections. After that, the two of them improved and updated the production details, so that they can truly achieve the taste of salt being salty and sugar being sugary.

There is no trace of anything else mixed in.

Only such perfect things can be presented in the palace.

Emperor Yong was pleasantly surprised to see the snow-white salt sugar, but what surprised him even more was that Zhong Ning proposed to build a state-owned salt factory in the name of the court and slowly take back the salt mines controlled by the aristocratic families.

"Father, there is a salt lake in Qinghe County, and there are salt mines nearby. Over the years, the Cui family of Qinghe has made a lot of money by smuggling salt..."

"Now, all the land and mineral resources originally owned by the Cui family of Qinghe have been taken over by the imperial court. We might as well set up our first salt factory in Dayong here!"

The Cui family of Qinghe had the art of making salt long ago. Although rock salt is poisonous, the toxicity content is extremely low after they have prepared it.

What's more, rock salt is cheap. Although it tastes a bit bitter, it's no big deal if you eat a little bit occasionally.

There are many ordinary people in the world who cannot even afford mineral salt.

Emperor Yong stroked his short beard and smiled warmly: "My son, you are absolutely right... But as for Liu Ben... I don't doubt your judgment, but I heard that he is just a scholar, and the miners in the mine are all brutal and brutal..."

"If Your Majesty is worried, why not transfer the guards from the Nancang Camp to join us... Of course, we need to share a portion of the salt profits..."

"The commander of the Nancang Camp is Chen Maozhe. He is upright and loyal, very good. I will issue an edict immediately, ordering him to lead the troops to assist Liu Ben in seizing the mineral resources around Qinghe, guarding the salt factory and many other matters..." Emperor Yong said, and directly instructed Su Qi to draft the edict.

Zhong Ning smiled and continued:

"Your Majesty is wise. You have assigned the Salt Tax Administration Office to take full charge of the salt factory. Of course, Su Han is now solely responsible for salt production and has a small team of dozens of people under him. I suggest that he be specially hired as a salt production consultant, ranking below the Administration Office..."

Emperor Yong nodded slightly. "You are indeed worthy of being rewarded for producing such refined salt... Su Han, I hereby appoint you as the Salt Tax and Salt Production Consultant, a sixth-rank official. You will accompany the officials of the Ministry of Supervision to Qinghe to prepare for the establishment of the salt factory!"

Su Han was overjoyed and immediately knelt on the ground to express his gratitude!

God knows, this salt-making process originally came from Princess Zhaohua, but now, he has gotten all the benefits.

From now on, he belongs to Princess Zhaohua.

I will do anything for you, even if it means sacrificing my life!

"Father, you rewarded Su Han, but you can't leave Yao Wu out. The white sugar he made is also a great achievement..."

Emperor Yong thought carefully and concluded that the sugar-making industry should belong to the Cuisine Bureau under the Guangxu Temple, which should have a sugar craftsman position.

Zhong Ning also realized this, and seeing Yao Wu winking at her, he was not interested in being an official either, so he immediately tried to smooth things over:

"Why not place him in the Academy of Sciences and set up a workshop under the management of Yao Wu? He loves researching new things, and perhaps there will be more innovations..."