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 After a hard day's work, Berengar sat down next to the poor farmer known as Gunther and shared a wineskin with the man as he wiped away the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his luxurious doublet. As the two rehydrated, Berengar suddenly remembered his most important reason for entering the fields. As important as advancing the agricultural technology of his family's land was, there was one matter that truly kept him awake at night.
 "Hey Gunther, do you have about a pound of Lard I may purchase from you?"
 That's right, Lard! No matter how important advancing the agricultural system of his family's land was, it was a process that would take many years, possibly even decades, to fulfill truly. Right now, he desperately needed lard to create pomade so he could get his appearance the way he desired. I mean, sure, his family probably had lard in its kitchen, but the cooks were awfully stingy about the resources he could take out on a whim. If he kept stockpiling lard sooner or later, he would have to explain to his father that he was using it to create a primitive hair gel.
 Only once did he use the greasy residue from his natural grime to fix his hair, and he immediately regretted it; the entire day, he felt grossed out knowing that the sweat and dirt produced by his body were used to style his hair; it was simply unsanitary! After the first day of his transmigration, he opted never to resort to such filthy habits ever again. Thus he had been parting his hair ever since and felt it did not fit of this handsome face he had acquired.
 Gunther had a hard time believing this young lord's behavior; even now, after helping a lowly peasant like himself plow and seed his fields for the entire day, the Baron's son was asking to purchase lard off of him instead of outright confiscating it.
 .
 "Milord, all of this land belongs to your family; everything I produce belongs to ..."
 Before Gunther could finish his thought, Berengar raised a hand and cut him off. With a dignified expression, Berengar smiled at Gunther and preached his ideology.
 "I'm a strong believer of the saying a fair day's wage for a fair day's work. You tell me what you think the lard you have put so much effort into producing is worth, and I will pay it."
 Gunther stared at Berengar with an astonished look; he had never met such an enlightened noble before, yet what Berengar said next was like a dream come true for a lowly peasant such as himself.
 "One day, when I rule over these lands, I will pay every man the worth of their labor, regardless of the class they were born into."
 A small tear formed in Gunther's eyes as he heard the pleasant words of Berengar; if this were an ordinary nobleman, he would never believe such an outrageous statement. Yet, Berengar, a man with obvious physical frailty and of noble birth, had stood side by side with him, helping him plow and seed his fields so that together they could introduce a new system of crop rotation. The noble scion did it without demanding for anything in return."
 After considering Berengar's offer for quite some time raised three of his fingers.
 "Three pfennigs"
 Berengar thought it was a fair price as such, he reached into his doublet and pulled out a small satchel which contained a pouch of small white coins; he pinched three of the small coins with his fingers and pulled them out of the satchel, handing them over to Gunther with a smile on his face.
 Gunther, on the other hand, was staring madly at the three white coins. When he was said "three pfennigs," he referred to the copper pfennigs, not the white ones, which contained at least 50% silver within the metallic mix. These were worth far more than he had asked for.
 After gaping at Berengar like an idiot for a few moments, he finally recovered from his daze and handed them back to the young lord.
 "Milord, when I said three pfennigs, I was referring to the copper ones, not the white ones."
 Berengar looked at Gunther with a look of confusion on his face; in his entire memories, the young nobleman had only ever encountered the white pfennigs. He was entirely unaware that a separate currency with the same name existed and was worth far less.
 After hearing such a thing existed, Berengar couldn't help but feel disgruntled. He could not believe the currency used in this society was primitive. He would investigate this at once and develop a plan to rehash the currency used in this feudal society. He swore even if he had to create his own currency, he would fix this backward system that Kufstein currently used.
 Luckily for him, this would be within his power as the Baron of Kufstein when he succeeded his father. Much like during the timeline of his previous life, sometime during the 12th century, the German King was no longer able to enforce the regalia of minting coins. Thus the minting process fell to the authority of every local town and lord. The value of a coin from one barony could be worth more or less than the value from another.
 It was truly a maddening system. However, if you thought the Kingdom of Germany was a mess, then the Holy Roman Empire as a whole was far worse; there was no uniform currency throughout the entirety of its territory. While the Kingdom of Germany and its domains used the pfennig, or penny as it would be translated to in modern English as the most common currency, the same could not be said about the other Kingdoms the Empire comprised of.
 Though he may be a baron, at the very least, he could simplify the coinage minted in his territory when he came to power. However, for now, he had to endure the stupidity of such a foolish system. After thinking it through, Berengar folded Gunther's hand, which currently held the three pfennigs, and smiled.
 "Three pfennigs is three pfennigs as far as I'm concerned. When I come to power, I will mint new currency; made of solid gold and silver so that its value is absolute."
 It did not take Berengar long to come up with a new system; after all, he had the memories of his past life, and eventually, Germany got its act together and minted pfennigs and marks. Marks were made out of gold, while pfennigs were made out of various materials and eventually lost their value almost entirely.
 However, he would not be foolish enough to compromise the integrity of his coinage; as such, he vowed to make all pfennigs made out of silver and all marks made out of gold. In a time like this, with such a small population, such a currency system would work well domestically and in trade with other regions.
 Gunther eventually came to accept the excessive price and delivered the lard in a ceramic jar to Berengar. He couldn't help but be curious about why Berengar needed a pound of lard when his family's kitchen would be filled with it. Once again, Gunther voiced his thoughts aloud, though this time, when he realized what he had done, he only slightly flinched as he was aware of Berengar's character at this point. After his instinct took hold, he could hear Berenger chuckle at him.
 "You will know when you next see me."
 With that, Berengar placed the jar in one of his horse's saddlebags and hopped upon it as he waved goodbye to Gunther.
 "I will see you again soon, my friend, but for now, I need to retire for the evening."
 After which, Berengar slapped his spurs against the exquisite destrier's torso and rode off towards the Castle's gates. By the time he arrived at the gates, the beautiful orange sunset which filled the sky had already begun to fade, along with the light of day. His first order of business was to take a bath as quickly as possible. However, upon entrance, he was immediately greeted by his little sister Henrietta who jumped into his arms and wiped her face against his sweaty torso. A smudge of dirt and grime appeared on the young girl's face as she looked up to her brother in his arms, pouting as she did so.
 "You're late... and dirty,"
 she said coldly as she stared daggers at Berengar. It was unlike him to come home so late; not only did he rarely leave the Castel's walls, but he had never returned in such a pitiful condition before. She could only imagine what trouble he had gotten himself into.
 Berengar laughed as he petted the young girl's head
 "I appreciate you are worrying about me, but I'm fine. I just had some business to take care of.
 Henrietta looked at what Berengar was holding, and her eyes filled with curiosity.
 "What's that,"
 she exclaimed as she pointed at the ceramic jar in his hands. Berengar was more than happy to answer his curious little sister
 "Lard"
 The young girl touched her lips with her finger with a questioning gaze; she had not heard the word before and was curious what it meant.
 "Lard?"
 Berengar smirked with a devilish grin; he decided to tease the little loli
 "Pig Fat"
 Immediately Henrietta's cute face scrunched up as she backed away from her brother with an abhorrent expression.
 "Ewwwwwww!"
 she cried as she ran away from her precious big brother; as she ran away, Berengar laughed to the point where he nearly fell on his knees. The little girl's expression was just too cute. Suddenly he remembered her face had a smudge of dirt on it, and he hollered at his sister from across the hall
 "Henrietta, take a bath. You've got dirt on your face!"
 Thus Berengar had to wait a bit longer for his nightly bath. After all, he was fine with letting his darling little sister take a bath first. As he walked back to his room, he could not help but feel a watchful gaze set upon him. He was certain he was being spied upon but refused to reveal it as that would only cause more trouble. As such, Berengar walked back to his room in an inconspicuous manner, never alerting the spy that he was aware of the presence.
 After reaching the sanctuary of his room, Berengar let out a deep sigh of relief; he would have to be more cautious going forward. It would appear Lambert had set spies upon him to watch his actions. It would not be long before that little bastard attempted to assassinate him again. Berengar refused to die so quickly after being reincarnated. If Lambert wanted to unleash spies upon him, that was fine; two could play that game. Slowly but surely, Berengar was winning the hearts of the common folk, and they were the greatest potential spy force in the world. After all, not a single noble would expect the peasantry to report their activities to someone else.
 Shortly after the event, Berengar took his nightly bath and once more tucked in Henrietta, who was now as clean as a whistle. After telling her a story about the heroes from the history of his previous life, he went back to his own bedroom, where he locked the door behind him and latched the windows. However, he decided to leave the curtains open, which allowed the light of the full moon to shine upon his sleeping body like a guardian angel watching over him.
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 Julian Weber is an officer in the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers and a graduate of Westpoint Military Academy with a degree in civil engineering. As U.S. involvement in Afghanistan comes to an end, Lt. Julian Weber finds himself involved in a terrorist attack by the Taliban, which claims his life. However, he quickly finds out that death is not always final as he is reincarnated into the body of a Baron's son and heir in an alternate Earth set in Late-Medieval Europe. In an era of political turmoil and civil strife, the Baron's young son is named Regent of the Barony of Kufstein and forced to contend with feudal powers. Will he be able to institute reforms leading his Barony into the age of industry? Or will he succumb to the pressure of his feudal overlords and a corrupt church that seek dominion overall?
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 Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, he became King Ning Zhu Quan and received an order to reduce his vassal status at the beginning. 
 In anger, Zhu Quan awakened his past life memories, understood his identity as a time traveler, and activated the national destiny selection system. 
 Choice 1: Accept the vassal reduction order and be rewarded with 100,000 taels of gold. 
 Choice 2: Surrender to Zhu Di, send troops to quell Jingnan, and reward Wu Mu with his suicide note. 
 Choice 3: Attack the palace with military remonstrance, ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, and be rewarded with 300,000 Snow Dragon Riders. 
 Zhu Quan knew very well that no matter whether Zhu Yunwen or Zhu Di was in power, he would not get good results. 
 Therefore, he decisively chose the third option and led 300,000 snow dragon cavalry to attack the palace. 
 The news spread and everyone was shocked. 
 Zhu Yunwen: Seventeenth Uncle, spare your life, it was those two bitches Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng who asked me to cut down the feudal clan! 
 Lan Yu: Thank you King Ning for saving your life. From now on, I will be a pawn! 
 Zhu Di: I didn’t expect that my seventeenth brother would be so courageous, I can’t be better! 
 Lao Zhu, who was hiding behind the scenes, was also confused: I just faked my death, have you really ascended the throne?
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 As soon as Qin Yao opened her eyes, she was transported into the body of an ancient peasant woman from the end of the world. 
 There are four stepsons at home waiting to be fed. 
 A bastard who has nothing but good looks is jumping up and down. 
 The family lives in a thatched hut with not even a grain of rice in the jar. The whole family is as skinny as refugees. 
 Forget it, there are still people coming to ask for debts! 
 Qin Yao was angry from the bottom of her heart and kicked her bastard husband out, "Brother who wants to pay debts, please just beat him to death!" 
 Four stepsons:! ! ! 
 The world is clean, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves and makes a fortune. 
 She is great at hunting, carrying bags, and killing horse thieves. 
 It is this kind of land, facing the loess and turning its back to the sky. Even the top strong men who have been struggling in the apocalypse wave their hands repeatedly: I can't stand it! I really can’t stand it! 
 Qin Yao scratched his head: In ancient times when agricultural taxes were extremely high, how could we stop farming? 
 At this time, the lazy husband who was sent to die (twisted and crawled) (struggled to stand up) (screamed and roared): Wife! I think I can still save a little more!
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 Xian Sheng was a lovable sickly person and in order to survive, he was disguised as a girl and raised as a princess at a young age.
 One day, the two countries were in a war and the situation was dire. He ran up to the city wall to cheer for his Elder Brother, but the Crown Prince of the enemy country spotted him.
 His sharp and piercing eyes penetrated across the tens of thousands of soldiers and landed on Xian Sheng’s delicate face.
 With a marriage contract in exchange for peace, the two countries were in an uproar.
 The North Country’s Crown Prince eyed Xian Sheng covetously, promising to stop the war as soon as this beauty was in his arms.
 The South Country’s Royal Family was alarmed and anxious. You’re trying to seize a Prince here!!!
 For temporary peace, Xian Sheng married the Crown Prince for his country. He used the excuse that his body wasn’t feeling well to stall time and avoid being exposed.
 Yet, the Crown Prince, Zhan Zhen, was ruthless and seemingly wanted to swallow Xian Sheng alive the first moment he saw him.
 Day after day, the Crown Prince thought of Xian Sheng more and more as he couldn’t have a taste of him.
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 Su Shuilian was the first legitimate daughter of a renowned embroidery family, but she was murdered by her jealous family member. After death, Su Shuilian’s soul enters an unknown female body who lives in a dynasty she had never heard of.
 While trapped in the wilderness with her wolf pup companions, Shuilian picks up an assassin who was betrayed by his organization and saves him from the brink of death.
 After making it out of the dangerous forest, the two travel to a small town with few inhabitants. There, they find a location with a picturesque scenery and disguise themselves as a married couple to buy a house to settle down in.
 She was a girl unfamiliar to this world, and he was an infamous assassin. Journey with them as they adapt to their new life…
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 When you first enter the arena, your debut is the pinnacle.
 Shen Shuangdao’s name represents a young hero, a chivalrous signature;
 Just such a hero, but he did a bastard thing——
 She was so courageous, after sleeping with the princess, she ran away!
 Rumor has it that the eldest princess is beautiful and cruel, 
 Ke died of five husbands and raised his first three thousand noodles.
 Everyone thought: The ups and downs are about to end.
 When the princess gave an order, Xiuchundao caught the person in front of her. 
 She raised her chin up and down and asked, “What are you running? I’m afraid I won’t be able to defeat you?”
 Read the guide: 
 1. 1v1, the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes attacking the overbearing princess
 Content tags: next year, a special liking, above the court, ancient fantasy 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Shenfu, Zhao Qin Supporting role: Ruyi girl, Chu Baige Others: 
 One sentence introduction: the princess is my wife 
 Conception: Women are independent
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 [Many heroines, sweet dog food, no knives, no stocks] Traveling to a parallel world, with the system next to him, Xu An was determined to be a leisurely salted fish, but he never expected that they would all be hooked.The class leader, who blushes at every turn and is shy, starts to take the initiative to complete the task. The silver-haired girl from her childhood is thinking about whether she can upgrade a pair of A to D. The domineering and unreasonable goddess sister is more and more fond of throwing dog food in public.
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 The first time Wei Lan and Xie Si met, she thought, the three obediences and four virtues as well as kindness and generosity could be cultivated. So long as the person himself was good looking, it was enough.
 Many years later, having reached the highest official position, while facing the bunch of colleagues she had teased and having the vinegar king Xie Shi behind her back, she felt that her face hurt. It really hurt.
 This is a story of a female Prime Minister from a matriarchal society that kept climbing up the official ranks while falling in love when she transmigrated into a patriarchal society.
 Pompous and outstanding female x Facial paralysis Vinegar king male.
 Female lead transmigrated while the male lead was reborn.
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 During the reign of Emperor Yizong in the Tang Dynasty, the well-known female detective Huang Zixia turned from a talented woman who solved crimes to a murderer who killed her whole family overnight, and became a wanted criminal hunted by the government with an arrest warrant in every county. Li Shubai was born a prince, but he was weighed down by the looming curses of “widowhood, loneliness and sickness” that followed him like an inescapable plague. When the emperor bestowed the marriage, the prospective princess consort behaved suspiciously, and the curse of “widowhood” was threatening to be realized.
 Huang Zixia had fled to the capital alone seeking redressal of the tragic grievances that suddenly befell her, and met Li Shubai, the Prince of Kui by chance. Li Shubai, who saw through Huang Zixia’s disguise, promised to help her re-investigate the brutal murder of her family members to exonerate her of the charges. In exchange, he asked her to go undercover as an imperial eunuch and stay at the Prince Kui manor to investigate the unfathomable mystery that had been perturbing him for a long time.
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 When Liao Qing Qing wakes up, she has transmigrated into an unfavoured young wife. After entering the imperial palace, she becomes the unfavoured Liangyi.[1] She wants to live to the end of her life with the motto ‘sitting around and doing nothing’; therefore, she follows the noble consort and the others in a low profile and being a wallflower. But ——
 The Emperor suddenly approaches her requesting a kiss, hug, cuddle… and he wants a daily dose of it. This angered all of the imperial concubines. Before she could make a move, the imperial concubines treated her increasingly respectfully.
 Liao Qing Qing, “??”
 Emperor, “Beloved Consort, look, this is the imperial harem that I have conquered for you!”
 Liao Qing Qing, “As expected, Your Majesty has a sickness!”
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 This is a tale of a fake young miss of a prestigious family and a farmer. 
 This is a tale of an ill-fated shu-born daughter, framed by her di sister to be sold to a peasant to be his wife. 
 Ye Ziman crossed over into a Lin family’s shu-born daughter’s body in the Daxi dynasty. Just after crossing over, she was faced with a situation of being sold…. 
 In a noisy rustic market, she was being sold by a trafficker at a high price of 20 taels of silver on the street…. 
 Amid a noisy and disorderly crowd, he put the pig in his hands and demanded a wife in exchange for a pig…. 
 To have a wife in exchange for a pig??? 
 This…this….is this not a mistake? 
 In short, all in all, this is a sweet tale of a sincere and honest coarse man’s journey of pampering his wife.
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 In the third year of the Republic of China, Yao Zhi was 14 years old and the jewel of the governor’s office. 
 At that time, the young man next to the marshal’s mansion was still physically disabled and had his feet deep in the mud. Yao Zhi stretched out her hand and tried to help him, but the boy, who looked fierce, shut his eyes and was heartless. Yao Zhi has been the white moonlight of all young men in Beijing since childhood. Her crescent eyes were curved, and her beauty was incomparable. 
 Shen Xu regarded her as a god in his heart and never dared to put her in the bottom of his heart. 
 He looked up at the gods on a bright moonlit night, never thinking that one day she would take the initiative and rush into his chest. Yao Zhi, who became the pinnacle of his two lives, grabbed his clothes and said quietly. 
 “Shen Xu, if you ignore me again, I’ll kiss someone else.” Shen Xu couldn’t suppress his youthful emotions. He held the god’s waist tightly. He had no choice but to beg her repeatedly. “Zhizhi… “ 
 “Don’t leave me,” she said, knowing that he was young and humble and that he had feelings as deep as the sea for her. 
 She wouldn’t leave. She would be the apex of the young man’s heart and stay together with him.
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 On top of the city tower, brought to the end of my rope, the rebel leader put his sword to my neck. He laughed and asked Tantai Jin, “Your wife or Miss Ye, only one can live, who do you choose?”
 The system took one look at the crying Ye Bingshang and said nervously: “Host, he will definitely choose you.
 “Let Bing Shang go,” Tantai Jin ordered without hesitation.
 “Oh no,” said the system.
 “Oh no~” I said.
 The system reassured: “Tantai Jin must have known that your family was big and that the secret guards would save you”
 Tantai Jin indeed thought so, But on that day, in front of 300 thousand men, I smiled at him and jumped off the city tower, beneath his shattered gaze.
 Not leaving a single piece of my body intact for him.
 This is the ‘be’ ending that I have chosen for Tantai Jin.
 The new emperor, Tantai Jin’s hair turned white overnight in the first year of Jinghe. Then he turned into an insane devil that slaughtered the city, even beheading Ye Bing Shang.
 And after living through the years of undeserved love, I finally returned to the Immortal Cultivation Realm after reaching nirvana and am very happy today as a little fairy.
 Even so many years later, throughout the entire cultivation realm I’m claimed to be the white moonlight of a fallen God….
 【Natural evil thing,Yandere male lead X Bright and righteous female lead】
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