The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

There are countless similar things.

Hong Ling was really worried and curious about Zhao Hao's next operation.

But since Zhao Hao said so, she could only obey silently, kissed Zhao Hao lightly on the cheek, and left the room.

When Zhao Hao was left alone in the room, he frowned instead.

money……

How can it be so profitable?

If it is true that all the memories of the previous life are brought over, it is indeed not difficult to make money.

But the human brain is also long, how can it remember so many things?

It is not easy to remember a few sour poems.

What's more, finding a way to make money that makes the emperor feel uneasy?

It's like making soap, even if you follow the short video step by step, you may not be able to make it, let alone the kind of one that is fun to swipe once and then just swipe away?

and many more!

Zhao Hao was stunned suddenly, because when he thought of the word "soap", he felt a sudden warmth in his chest.

He quickly closed his eyes and entered the state of internal observation, and found that the literary star was emitting a warm light, which directly shone towards the Lingtai, dispelling the endless fog, and clearly showing the looming memory.

These are all the memories of his previous life... and even the current one!

Even if it was a hasty glance, under the illumination of Wen Xing, it is fully visible, as if you are there in person!

He can even count how many eyebrows Mona Lisa has.

Zhao Hao was a little excited at once. At first he was a little disappointed, because after lighting up this literary star, he hadn't figured out what it was for, but now it seems that what this literary star brought to him is heaven-defying. memory.

Although there is no bonus to combat power, for him, the benefits are worth ten first-rank masters.

Now...the livelihood is guaranteed.

Not only for livelihood, but the previous self could only pretend to be a dude, placing all bets on the emperor would dispel his guard against him.

But now, as long as he meets the right opportunity, he can operate countermeasures.

"Emperor, Jiang Zheng..."

Zhao Hao's mood is a bit complicated, because Jiang Zheng has always treated him very well since he was a child, regardless of what he thinks in his heart, even surpassing all princes, grandchildren and even princesses.

But it is this kind and kind elder, all kinds of actions are faintly tempting.

How should I be?

When Zhao Hao hesitated, he suddenly thought of the serious illness he suffered when he was six years old.

That serious illness completely destroyed his dantian, and he was plagued by heart disease.

This memory was originally blurred due to serious illness and coma, but after being illuminated by Wen Xing, it became extremely clear.

As a result, his complexion became extremely ugly.

Chapter 15: Premeditated murder at age six

How can this be a serious illness?

This is clearly a well-planned, long-planned poisonous killing!

Zhao Hao, who was six years old at the time, was about to extradite his true energy into his body, stepping into martial arts for the first time.

However, Zhao Dingbian was still in the frontier at that time, so he invited the famous martial arts master in the capital at that time to extradite him on his behalf.

But he never thought that before the extradition, the grand master was poisoned by the great apprentice, and on the way to the extradition, he went into a maddened state, and the true qi carried the toxins rampaging in Zhao Hao's body.

When the emperor heard the news, he immediately dispatched experts and imperial physicians to help Zhao Hao detoxify and prolong his life.

When Zhao Dingbian came back from the starry night, the master had already died of poison, and his apprentice was missing, and Zhao Hao was hanged by the inner guards and the imperial doctor.

At that time, the imperial doctor said to Zhao Dingbian: "This kind of injury cannot be cured without a master! It is not impossible to get rid of the evil poison and preserve the dantian, but it is bound to fall into the realm of a master; but if you just protect the heart, you can recover after seven days and nights." Drugs to detoxify. Now that our barren country has weak national strength, and we are adjacent to the strong Wei in the east, please ask Lord Zhen to focus on the overall situation."

Seven days later, Lord Zhen Guo rushed back to the battlefield without stopping.

Before leaving, he caressed the cheek of Zhao Hao who was still in a coma, with tears streaming down his face: "Hao'er! It's not that grandpa didn't want to save you, it's just that this time he saved you but hurt you instead. Grandpa was dull all his life, and his only wish was to You can live in peace and stability for the rest of your life."

Zhen Guogong's act of understanding the righteousness has touched all the courts and courts of the people.

The emperor was even more moved and furious. After the master was buried, he immediately ordered a search for the whereabouts of the master's disciples, and finally found traces in a barbarian tribe outside the western border. For seven days and seven nights.

From then on, the two men with the highest status in Huangguo doted on Zhao Hao in every possible way.

Delicacies from mountains and seas, exotic animals, whatever Zhao Hao wants, has never been cut off.

Even the Huolin horse, which was regarded as the treasure of the army by Wei Guo, was given to him as a ride by the emperor without blinking an eye.

only……

"No one doubts the emperor!"

"That's right! How could the emperor kill the only great master in Huangguo at the same time?"

"But how could such a tricky timing of poisoning be found so easily by that big apprentice?"

"How much hatred makes him dare to assassinate two masters at the same time?"

"My grandfather wrote a secret letter to the old master. In the whole barren country, who is qualified to read it?"

"Interesting, really funny!"

Zhao Hao sat quietly on the chair with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

He picked up the macaroni tea on the table, it was already a little cold, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp, it was slightly bitter and sweet.

This Macaroni tea was bestowed by the emperor, it is worth thousands of gold, but there is no market for it, and it has not been broken since I suffered from heart disease.

Other patients are hard to find, but I drink it as Vita Lemon Tea.

Long time, long time.

Ugh……

Zhao Hao let out a long sigh. He obviously didn't do anything when he returned home, but he felt more tired than fighting in the brothel all night.