I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

Early in the morning.

When Luo Qing walked into the lobby, he saw a handsome uncle who looked to be in his 40s and was not in good spirits, but had a dignified look sitting on the first seat. He immediately realized that this was the original father.

Pausing almost invisibly, he quickly stepped forward, "Father, what's the matter, is something wrong?"

At this point, the other party should be in court.

Seeing his proud son, Su Zhihe frowned, "The Holy One was attacked last night."

"What? Attacked?" Luo Qing was startled, there was no such scene in the plot.

In this way, can he still see the tyrant today?

Su Zhihe nodded, "I don't know who operated the wooden mechanism bird, my lord..."

"Wait, Dad, what did you just say? A wooden mechanism bird?" Luo Qing's eyes changed slightly, and her whole body tensed up.

Wouldn't it be what he thought?

"Yeah." Su Zhihe didn't take his son's reaction seriously, he just thought it was a little surprised, after all, he was also shocked when he received the news.

"Just after nightfall last night, a wooden mechanism bird was put into the palace by assassins. Taking advantage of His Majesty's inattention, he sneakily attacked His Majesty, causing His Majesty to be injured and faint."

Luo Qing, Luo Qing swallowed silently.

From the corner of the eye, he looked at Xiaotuanzi who was already sluggish in mid-air beside him, "Has my bad luck been suppressed as promised?" '

Xiaotuanzi silently covered his eyes, and the love heart on his head fell down.

It's not scientific.

Luo Qing coughed lightly, and said tentatively: "Are you sure it's an assassin? Maybe, maybe it's just a misunderstanding?"

He didn't doubt that Zongzhengyuan, the big boss, was weak, and was stunned and injured when he was hit by a wooden bird.

This should still be a physical problem of oneself.

Hey.

Su Zhihe shook his head: "There is no misunderstanding, it was aimed at the Holy One, and there were very provocative words written on the bird, saying that he wanted to talk to the Holy One about the rise and fall of the country. It was obviously threatening the Holy One. The whole city was under martial law last night. Wanted, search for the assassin."

!!!

He was wanted before he saw anyone?

Also, how provocative was that note?

He just wrote 'Your Majesty the Emperor, we can't talk about the prosperity of the country'!

Or, did he write his name as a tyrant?

Luo Qing was very depressed.

Isn't his unlucky level a little higher?

Fortunately, there was no surveillance in ancient times, and no one knew he did it.

He also didn't declare his family name, and the appointment location was in the outskirts of the city, otherwise it would have been nice.

It's just that this situation...

"Father, can you take me into the palace to see the Holy Majesty?"

"Not now, the palace is under martial law, and the Holy Majesty is ill. The timing is not good. If you want to see the Holy Majesty, I will ask the Holy Majesty for instructions when the Holy Majesty recovers." Su Zhihe directly denied that he did not want his son to see him at this juncture. The Holy Majesty's condition was already more serious and irritable. Now that he was injured again, he was worried.

Luo Qing felt a little regretful, it seemed that he could only start plan B.

'Host, when did you have plan B? 'The love heart on the system's head flickered, and the round face was full of doubts.

Luo Qing smiled without saying a word, just glanced at the big gift bag drawn from the system last night, which contained sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes.

"By the way, Qing'er, what happened yesterday? Le'er was sent back by the virtuous king and said that you beat him. Don't worry, even the virtuous king will not slander you for things you didn't do. With father around, you Don't be afraid."

Su Zhihe suddenly remembered, and asked, he knew his son very well, he was always humble and polite, and would never do anything to bully others.

What's more, the other party is his concubine brother.

So from the beginning, he didn't really believe what they said, but the King Xian was very difficult to deal with, and if there was no accident in the palace, the other party might not leave so easily.

Luo Qing felt guilty for a second, and coughed lightly: "Father, I did hit Su Lele yesterday."

Su Zhihe: "..."

After being silent for a moment, he immediately changed his words: "Oh, that must be your brother's mistake. Qing'er, as an elder brother, you should educate your younger brother. If King Xian comes again, you don't have to worry, father will take care of it."

His eldest son was polite and measured, and there must be a reason for it.

Simply put, what he did was right.

Looking at the loving and gentle elder in front of her, Luo Qing couldn't help but think of the weather-beaten mother of the principal. She also looked at them in the same way, loving, gentle, and full of caring.

My heart felt hot, "Father, don't worry, I have a measure." After a pause, he lowered his voice: "A virtuous king is not a good king, father be careful."

Hearing this, Su Zhihe quickly looked around and made sure that there was no one, so he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his son on the shoulder, and looked serious.

"Father knows, if this is the case, don't say anything in the future."

Luo Qing nodded, "Okay, Dad, I know."

The two said a few more words, and Luo Qing accompanied Su Zhihe to eat breakfast before going out.

On Wangfu Street.

Suddenly there was a strange smell, and the crowd stopped and looked curiously.

"What does it taste like? It smells so good."

"Do you smell it? It's so sweet and fragrant."

"I smell it, I smell it, it seems to come from over there."

"Go and have a look."

After a while, the entrance of a small store was full of people.

All of them looked towards the stove placed by the door, and there were a lot of long, round, dark purple things on it that they didn't recognize.

The sweet smell comes from them.

"Hey, shopkeeper Liu, what is this thing? I haven't seen it before. It smells delicious. Is it for food?" A young man in brocade robes waving a folding fan curiously asked the shopkeeper beside him.

Shopkeeper Liu replied with a smile: "This is sweet potato, a kind of food, and it tastes very good."

"Sweet potato?" Mr. Huafu repeated, with interest: "I've never heard of it. It's really so delicious? It looks a little strange."

The onlookers couldn't help but make a sound.

"I've never seen this thing before, can it really be eaten?"

"It looks like the fruit on the tree, but the color is different, so strange."

"Shopkeeper Liu, have you confirmed this thing? Will there be any problems if you eat it?"

"Are you going to sell this?"

Although it smells very sweet, I have never tasted it, so I am still skeptical.

"Yes, it's sold for two cents a piece. Everyone is lucky. They will be the first batch of early adopters. Come and try?" Shopkeeper Liu warmly invited.

"One penny can buy two vegetarian buns. Two pennies is a bit expensive. No one has seen it. What if it doesn't taste good?"

Mr. Huafu is also a little hesitant, it's not expensive, it's just that this thing is too unknown, he has had a palace banquet with his father, there is no such thing in the palace, this...

"When did the prime minister's mansion take over people's fat and people's anointing like this? I don't know where it came from, and no one has seen it. It sells for two cents a piece. Who gave it to me? My lord should ask carefully."

Jin Chunrong, who had just come out of the palace and was going to find Su Lele, stood behind the crowd, questioning in a cold voice, his face darkened.

Su Luoqing kept him holding his breath yesterday.

If it wasn't for the prince's great cause, how could he let such an idiot bully Lele everywhere.

He didn't expect to encounter such a thing today, God is really helping him.

If it is handled properly, it will not only disintegrate the prestige of the prime minister and discredit him, but also make the emperor dissatisfied with him.

When the time comes, he will read a book, maybe he can get him off the horse.

Sitting in the inner hall, Luo Qing, who was roasting sweet potatoes with great interest, stopped and looked outside.

'The host is bad, the host is bad, the male second is here, the male second is here, he must be looking for trouble. ' Xiaotuanzi, who was inhaling the aroma of sweet potatoes, immediately jumped up and walked around anxiously around his host.

Luo Qing flipped the sweet potato, 'I heard that. '

'Then...don't we run away? Xiaotuanzi paused, and looked at his host in confusion, is the host too calm?

Is it.

He's going up to provoke again?

Luo Qing: "What are you going to do? How could I not want it delivered to his door to advertise for him." '

I am worried about how to fully promote sweet potatoes, potatoes and corns in a short period of time.

It's not that he didn't think about asking his father to hand it in, but even if he handed it in, according to the procedure, it wouldn't be sent directly to the people for planting. He would taste it first and then plant it secretly.

Given the current situation, once they come out, it is estimated that the sage king will also take action, and it will take longer for the people to get them.

Natural disasters wait for no one, and he has no time to waste them. This is the best and fastest way at present. Let the people taste it for themselves, and know that it is a good thing, and the price is not expensive.

I am more willing to believe what others say that I will never have the feeling of trying it myself.

Shopkeeper Liu's face was very ugly, "My lord, what do you mean by this? The small ones are just doing business in a serious manner, and they are innocent. Even if the things they launch are new, they have never deceived the people at all. How can you be worthy of an adult?" If you come up, you will be detained for the crime of robbing the people of the people."

Jin Chunrong sneered, "Hmph, what you said is high-sounding, then why is this thing so expensive to sell? It has not been tested, but the price is worth two yuan. As an official of the court, it is you who do not share the worries of the people, but make huge profits. Make up your own mind without telling the Prime Minister? Or, Su Luoqing stipulated."

"Indeed, Mr. Zhuangyuan is right. This is collecting our hard-earned money."

"Zhuangyuan Lang is really a good official, so this really belongs to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Your Prime Minister is so kind, you probably wouldn't do such a thing?"

"Who knows, knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing the heart."

"Zhuangyuan Lang just mentioned Su Luoqing. I just heard yesterday that his character is corrupt and very immoral. Could it be him who did it?"

The author has something to say:

Su Lele: Are you polite?Discrimination considered me?

Luo Qing: Isn't it your fault?

Su Zhihe: Qing'er is right.

Su Lele: ...I want to kill this family for no reason! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻