After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

Chapter 27 Miraculous Creation
"I believe that the rules of the ancestors are for the ancestors to see, and the emperor is the current emperor. Even the ancestors cannot stop what the emperor wants to do."

"I once read a storybook when I was young. There is a sentence in it that I always remember: How can you kill the officials of this dynasty with the arrows of the previous dynasty?"

An Lingrong's wisecracks made the emperor laugh loudly. Su Peisheng, who was eavesdropping outside the door, had a completely different idea in his mind.

Sure enough, Qing Guiren is the emperor's favorite, and a few words of comfort can have such a miraculous effect!

It seems that when you meet noble people in the future, your attitude will be more respectful.

After the emperor finished laughing, An Lingrong poured a full bowl of sour plum soup, took a sip with her red lips to moisten her throat, and took another bold look at the emperor.

With her charming silky eyes and white, tender and delicate skin, the emperor was fascinated by the special beauty of Jiangnan women and could not extricate himself.

Seeing this, An Lingrong took another sip of the sour plum soup and passed it to the emperor mouth to mouth.

Even though An Lingrong was unwilling to do such a move in her heart, she has come today. If she doesn't set an example, the emperor will never forget her kindness and always remember her boldness and unrestrainedness. She is different from ordinary harem women. place.

That heartless emperor might have fallen in love with Concubine Hua one day, talked about poetry with Shen Meizhuang tomorrow, and met Zhen Huan who looked exactly like Chunyuan the next day, so how could she have a chance to succeed.

The sachet and the momentary words could not shake the emperor's extremely hard and stone-hearted heart.

Unless she shows some real skills, such as the wisdom of modern people, to be someone who dares to interfere in politics and gives the emperor something sweet.

Mouth to mouth is just an appetizer. Whether the emperor takes the bait or not depends entirely on where An Lingrong will lead the conversation.

Enjoying An Lingrong's bold service, the emperor squinted his eyes and felt the sweet taste in his mouth. The depression in his heart had long since disappeared.

"You are brave. Where did you get this idea?"

After the taste was over, the emperor began to doubt An Lingrong's behavior today. Where did he learn the method of inviting favors? A majestic voice came out of his mouth.

An Lingrong felt uncomfortable. It was rare for her to please an old man who was much older than her like this. The other man actually doubted whether her behavior had been done to other people. It was simply ridiculous!
An Lingrong didn't want to endure it anymore. She snorted and turned her back: "Concubine's unintentional behavior made the emperor suspicious of concubine. Concubine has lived in a small county town since she was a child and has never left the house. If you don’t step forward, how can you learn this method of inviting favors to face the Holy One!"

An Lingrong's voice deliberately imitated Queen Chunyuan's voice, instantly making the emperor bow his head and admit his mistake, and stop talking about the suspicion he had just caused.

"I was wrong. Can noble people forgive me?"

"The emperor is joking again. The emperor is the emperor. The emperor cannot make mistakes. If he makes a mistake, it is the concubine's fault. The emperor is not allowed to talk about himself like this next time."

Turning around, resisting the disgust of having stabbed the emperor in her heart, An Lingrong blocked the emperor's lips with her fingers and gave a sweet smile.

"Then I won't mention it anymore! Come over and look at these memorials and read them to me."

An Lingrong was overjoyed, but she said calmly: "Concubines in the harem are not allowed to interfere in politics. Concubines do not want to be the object of discussion by the emperor and the previous dynasty."

"Just read the content above. If you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who will know?"

"That concubine has shown herself ugly..." An Lingrong picked up the memorial and read the contents in a low voice. The emperor listened and wrote down the contents.

Not long after, An Lingrong read the last memorial, which said that the northwest region was in turmoil, and many residents of remote villages had turned into bandits and committed all kinds of evil. The emperor was asked to send troops to support and kill these evil people.

Hearing this, the emperor's mood suddenly became unpleasant.

"Prince Qing, do you think I should follow the instructions above and send people to kill those evil people?"

Here comes her chance!
Finally got you talking!
An Lingrong put down the memorial, walked up to the emperor, knelt down, and said: "Concubines are not allowed to interfere in politics, please forgive me."

Just kidding, she had to act like she was being forced by the emperor's suspicious nature. Otherwise, if the emperor became displeased with her later, wouldn't she be killed?

"I will give you this opportunity to speak. I want to hear the opinions of the women in the harem."

"That concubine has the courage to express some little woman's opinions. I also ask the emperor to forgive me for my ignorance. I think the emperor should not send people to deal with those evil people. He should see the crux of the problem!"

problem lies in?
The emperor didn't understand what An Lingrong was talking about. He crossed the beads in his hands and sat there lazily like a big orange cat waiting for An Lingrong's next reply.

He had a hunch that An Lingrong might give him a big surprise.

"The crux of the problem is that people in remote areas don't have enough to eat and don't have the skills to support their families. Only by solving fundamental people's livelihood issues can the Emperor's support among the people be more stable."

Keeping the people fed has always been a problem that emperors of all dynasties have been unable to let go of, especially issues involving unrest in various places. The emperor has always hoped that someone would solve it.

but!However, those people in the previous dynasty were all losers. In addition to causing trouble for him, they talked about trivial matters.

An Lingrong naturally saw the sadness between the emperor's brows and said softly: "I grew up in Jiangnan. When I was young, I met an old man. The old man once said something that the world could not believe. I have kept these words in my mind until now, and now that I have met the Emperor, I can finally speak them out."

"how do I say this?"

"The wind-powered waterwheel was drawn by the old immortal on the ground for my concubine. So many years have passed. Although I couldn't draw it completely, I still want the emperor to take a look at it."

Based on the memory of her previous life, An Lingrong took the pen, ink and paper used by the emperor and began to carefully conceive the principle of the wind powered waterwheel.

As long as the emperor believes that this thing can be formed, the people of the world will have an unprecedented agricultural harvest.

As a result, the national treasury will be abundant and the treatment enjoyed by the concubines in the harem will also be greatly improved.

By that time, An Lingrong's status in the emperor's heart will be unshakable by other concubines.

The emperor looked at An Lingrong's paintings carefully. He didn't understand the craftsmanship of carpenters, but he had always been bold and smart, otherwise he would not have been able to stand out from the many sons of the late emperor and become the current emperor.

Judging from rationality and emotion, the emperor had no doubts about what An Lingrong painted. He could not wait to summon the craftsmen in the palace and let them try to figure out whether this thing could be successful.

(End of this chapter)