Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

[Yin Ze ah Yin Ze, you have to write a diary when you have time, for nothing else, just to keep reminding yourself that Conferred Gods are dangerous, don't forget the big plan of running away, and work hard to conquer Deng Chanyu as soon as possible! struggle! come on!

——Traveling through the night of the tenth day Yin Ze's diary. 】

In the middle of the night, Yin Ze put down his homemade charcoal pen and put away his diary. He began to look forward to it, and he began to dream that tomorrow, he would be able to leave the harem and live in his own nest outside the imperial city.

Although Deng Chanyu, this naive, would still follow him, but the chance of living outside and running away is always better than living in the harem.

The most important thing is!

The corners of Yin Ze's mouth rose. During dinner tonight, he had mastered one of Deng Chanyu's Achilles' heels!

A few days ago, he didn't have the heart to eat with Deng Chanyu, a beautiful little eyeliner mount on a washbasin stand.

But after the physical upper limit was lifted, Yin Ze was in a better mood, so he called Deng Chanyu to have dinner together.

For Yin Ze, who is accustomed to eating modern food, the delicacies in the prehistoric world are basically spicy chicken.

Even if it is the delicacies in the Great Shang Palace, he is like chewing wax.

It's like dinner tonight, three courses.

A bronze cauldron stewed with meat, Yin Ze felt oily, sultry and salty.

A charcoal-fired pancake, baked with flour from several unknown grain crops, Yin Ze drank three bowls of water before swallowing half of it.

The last is a sweet soup, which is even more unpalatable. It is said to be sweet, but the astringency accounts for at least 70% of the taste. Yin Ze spit it out.

Since time-travel, the daily meal time has been the most uncomfortable time for Yin Ze, not so much as eating, but rather suffering.

but!

For tonight's meal, Yin Ze felt that the suffering was worth it, it was worth it!

Because he discovered that Deng Chanyu, a little girl, loves sweets to a terrifying degree.

Deng Chanyu even drank nine bowls of the spicy chicken sweet soup that was 70% astringent and 30% sweet. If it wasn't for her stomach that couldn't hold it, Yin Ze reckoned that she could drink it all the time until dawn. of.

This discovery made Yin Ze's heart ignite a raging flame.

In today's prehistoric world, the source of sweetness is very impure wild sour honey and the sap and berries of certain plants.

Deng Chanyu was addicted to such an unpalatable sweet soup. If she made the white sugar as white as snow, wouldn't it mean that she had seized the lifeline of this little girl?

With white sugar, will the white rabbit go far?

The appetite for food is the most difficult thing to quit, and it is also the easiest opportunity to pull people into the water and join the foul.

If you talk about inventing other things, Yin Ze may be blind, but if he tinkers and extracts things like white sugar, it just happens to be the counterpart of his college major.

Although many professional tools are lacking in this era, as long as Yin Ze thinks, it is not impossible to find alternative tools, and self-made is fine.

Refining white sugar, mixing some milk, and tinkering with super-reduced white rabbit toffee, this thing, for Deng Chanyu, who loves sweets, is simply a concept-level lethal weapon like forgetting the pot of milk.

One is addictive, two are ecstasy, and three are what you say.

Yin Ze felt that it would take at most five big white rabbits for Deng Chanyu to change from King Zhou's puppy legs to his puppy legs.

At that time, let Deng Chanyu carry him on his back, and he hung a big white rabbit on a bamboo pole behind him, and he succeeded in running away in minutes.

There is no one Deng Chanyu, waiting to resist the temptation of the white rabbit, no!

In the early morning of the next day, after greeting the mother concubine Huang Guifei, Yin Ze left the palace with brisk steps.

When I returned to my residence in Chaoge, it was immediately a lottery to celebrate.

[Ding ~ The primary prize pool lottery has been completed. The prizes are introduced as follows. 】

Prize type: Improved one-time props.

Name of the prize: Baipu Guogusu production-increasing medicine.

Prize introduction: It can be produced in the country of Hundred Pu, and the two-yearly harvested Gusu can be improved to four a year. While increasing the yield, it can enhance the resistance to drought and waterlogging insects, one-time use, can permanently improve the Gusu gene, which can be inherited. ...

"Cut~" Yin Ze threw the bottle of potion into the cabinet at will. The prize could not be bad, but it was of no use to him, and he didn't farm, so he was a jerk.

After putting away the medicine, Yin Ze didn't go to Sitian prison.

It stands to reason that he, the current "leader" of the Sitian Supervisor, Lord Wu Chen, should go, but if he has the time, he might as well hurry up and do today's exercise.

As for not going to the Sitianjian, will it arouse the dissatisfaction of King Zhou.

Yin Ze laughed, he wished King Zhou opened it for him in a fit of rage.

It’s cool to skip work for a while, and it’s always fun to skip work all the time.

Just like that, Yin Ze spent three days in his own residence.

In the morning, I drew a lottery first, although I didn't draw anything good, then I exercised in the morning, and in the afternoon, I went to Chaogecheng to study the extraction of white sugar.

It is worth mentioning that after three days of research, the process of refining white sugar has already become clear. It is estimated that the first batch of raw sugar will be extracted before the next intermediate draw.

And Emperor Zhou, Emperor Xin, had been having fun with Xiao Daji in the Shouxian Palace for the past three days.

It seems that the pattern of ignoring the government has begun again, and Yin Ze is relieved to see Di Xin not doing his right job.

But who knows, before the rooster crowed the next day, a small official from the Sitianjian came to knock on the door.

"What? Going up?" Yin Ze, who was dazed in sleep, slowed down for a long time, and then his heart began to beat violently.

The last word he didn't want to hear was to go to court. He has gone to court twice so far, and every time he has bad luck.

But it is impossible not to go.

As soon as he heard the court, Deng Chanyu's eyes were full of energy, and a pair of small fists clenched and clenched.

She remembered the secret order that King Zhou issued to her before accompanying Yin Ze to leave the harem that day.

"You Gongwei listened to the order, I have a special task for you. While protecting the safety of the third prince, you should also take on the responsibility of supervision. Once I want to go to court, Yin Ze must also go, he If you don't go, I will beat your father, Deng Jiugong, and you can do it yourself..."

You see, the king has explained it like this, then I, the right palace guard, must do my due diligence, otherwise, my father will be unlucky.

Facing Deng Chanyu's scorching gaze, Yin Ze bravely put on the court clothes of Sitianjian's dance minister, and reluctantly stood in front of the white jade steps again.

However, his position today is different from before.

In the past, he was a prince who had no official position and stood at the back, but now, he is the current leader of the Sitian Supervisor.

Standing directly in the forefront of the civil service team, he stretched out his hand, and he was able to punch the back of the head of Bi Gan, who had seven orifices and an exquisite heart.

On the left, Fei Zhong was standing, and on the right, You Hun, Yin Ze smiled kindly at the nearby civil servant, then lowered his head and frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something wrong with Fei Zhong looking at him.

After half a column of incense, Di Xin, a stubborn man who still had no sore waist or leg pain after spending several days in Shouxian Palace, sat on the throne.

"Tell me, yesterday, you jointly wrote a letter to impeach Sitianjian dance minister Yin Ze, why?" Di Xin's majestic voice sounded, and he went to court today for this.

He felt that these ministers were all gone, and even my son dared to impeach him. Did he think that my cannon was cast to keep you warm?

【what? 】

There was a big question mark in Yin Ze's heart, and it was ecstasy immediately.

【Impeach me? That would be great, you are all good people! ! 】