"Where is Ren Baqian?" The empress was bored in the bedroom, she got up and went out to get some air, when it was just getting dark outside, the palace was brightly lit.
"I was invited by Tong Shangshu to go to Yunyan Tower, and he came to tell His Majesty just now." Hong Yuan followed behind her with the Empress' wine pot, whispering.
"Oh?" The empress thought for a while, Ren Baqian had indeed been here just now, but she happened to watch a TV series at a critical moment, so she didn't pay much attention.
After thinking for a while, the empress spit out: "That old man! Take him to Yanyun Building again!"
"Master Ren has a sense of propriety." Hongluan pursed her lips and said with a smile.
"Men are all cats, there is no one who doesn't steal!" The empress remembered a sentence often said in TV dramas, and said it out of her mouth.
"Then... Do you want to take a look, Your Majesty?" Qing Yuan rolled her eyeballs on one side, showing a smirk and prodding. She really likes to see His Majesty tossing about being the governor.
The empress paused slightly as she was walking outwards, with a look of excitement on her face.
But a sentence from the TV series popped up in my mind: "You can't push men too hard, you have to give them some space."
Then another sentence popped up: "You can't give a man a chance to steal."
Struggling with the thoughts in her mind, the Empress smiled, thinking about what to do, and when would she want to consider the thoughts of these little children in the market.
I am Qi Zixiao, if someone in this world is sorry for me, someone will hang him on the top of the city to dry, and then suppress him under the palace square to accompany that erhu essence.
"Forgive him for not having the guts." The empress said coldly. What's more, Ren Baqian couldn't surround himself in the palace every day, and there was nothing wrong with him interacting more with those in the Ministry of Industry.
She still believed in Baqian.
After finishing speaking, the empress turned around and walked into the bedroom. "I'm bored, change into men's clothes for me, and go to the brothel to have fun."
At this time, Ren Baqian had a very strange expression in Yunyan Building, it could not be said that it was for fun, pity, or something else.
The hall is full of senior officials from various departments of the Ministry of Industry, Feng Hou, Ge Yihong, etc. are among them. Although it is not a wild wave at this time, it is still a wild dance of monsters.
Except for Ren Baqian, there was nothing on both sides of him, and he was just drinking, chatting with everyone about recent developments.
For example, the blast furnace and hydraulic forging workshop on the Nineteenth River in the south, such as the promotion of crops such as potatoes and pumpkins in the coming year.
He always wants to look at Dayao's development in terms of workers and peasants from a higher position, so as to make plans.
However, the group of women who came in just now surprised him because he saw an acquaintance among them.
A 28-year-old girl has two eights, not twenty-eight.
The appearance is considered good, with fair skin, a slightly wide forehead, and a heroic appearance. A little bit of powder was applied, and the whole person looked a lot softer. Wearing a water-blue traditional costume of the Jing nationality, with many flower embroidery on the clothes, and several silver rings on the wrists.
This group of women were all sent from the Tianjing Land. Xi Wanya pacified the Tianjing Land and selected some young women from the relatives of the prisoners to send to these brothels in Lancheng.
And the ones in the Yunyan Building are the top batch. They have just been trained and are sent out to pick up customers for the first time today.
As soon as he entered the Yunyan Building, he heard Feng Hou talk about this matter, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
When these women came in, he was stunned when he saw the woman among them, and even wondered if they were similar.
It wasn't until he saw the astonishment, shyness and hatred in the woman's eyes that he confirmed that it was indeed her.
He had forgotten the name, but people remembered it. Back then in Yincun, apart from the masters of the old school, there were also some of their disciples.
This woman is one of them. If I remember correctly, her master was an old woman. Later, she hired a god wheel master who used a paper umbrella as a weapon, but was able to use it to make a stunning shot. Ren Baqian still remembered that the master's name was Chang Tian.
After Chang Tian died, the old woman disappeared with Chang Tian's body, and he also forgot about it.
After all, a master at the peak of the earth wheel is not worthy of his attention in that situation.
She didn't expect to meet her disciple here.
"Where's your master?" Ren Baqian asked.
The girl hesitated a few times, then sighed: "Dead."
"Why are you here?" Ren Baqian actually wanted to ask why you are still alive here. He has a good impression of the people in Yincun, at least they are a group of people who shed blood for their ideals.
He would rather hope that the people in the hidden village will surrender or die than see such a woman fall into a place like a brothel and become a doll.
But when the words came to his lips, Ren Baqian felt that his words should not be so harsh, not everyone has the opportunity to choose like this.
There is nothing wrong with wanting to live.
"There are even your acquaintances!" Feng Hou laughed loudly, and patted Ren Baqian on the shoulder, Ren Baqian immediately felt the chair under him creak.
"You want to ask me why I didn't die with Master?" The girl raised her eyebrows and asked as if she understood the meaning of Ren Baqian's words, and then said words full of hatred: "I originally thought so, but Now I want to live, to see how those traitors die, to see how you die!"
As soon as this remark came out, there was silence all around, and everyone in the field looked at her with half-smiles. In Lancheng, even the warriors of God Wheel, there is no way out.
What's more, a human warrior is no different from an ordinary child. Nobody cares about her. It's just her thoughts, but it determines her fate.
The other people with the same status as her pulled away from her in horror, lowering their heads and not daring to say anything.
"I'll take it away in a while, and I'll let you live and watch in peace." Feng Hou said with a smile, deciding the fate of this girl.
"If you want to live, you shouldn't say such things. Do you still want to die? Or is your heart vacillating between enduring humiliation and dying? This Yunyan Building has been trained for three months, but you still haven't understood it. You are quite After these three months of training, I still don't think about it." Ren Baqian shook his head.
The girl bit her lip and stared at Ren Baqian stubbornly.
"Don't take it away, I'll take care of it." Ren Baqian turned his head and said something to Fenghou. If Fenghou is taken away, even if she is not allowed to die, it will not make her feel better. She is not even a doll to these people.
If you cut off your feet and tie them up in the yard, you might as well kill them.
"If His Majesty finds out, I'm afraid it will be bad luck for you." Feng Hou laughed.
"Your Majesty won't care about such trivial matters." Ren Baqian waved his hand and asked the guards to take the girl to another room.
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In a room, Xing Rong, who was missing one arm and one eye, was sitting in it.
"Ren Baqian, the director of Zizhu Academy, is here. Among the people who are being trained this time, he is going to take away one, who seems to be an acquaintance." A man with a handicap said below.
"He's here again?" Xing Rong frowned. The last time he came, Yunyan Building was almost demolished in half.
"Tong Shangshu again?" After much deliberation, only Tong Zhenye was not afraid of death and invited him to the brothel.
"yes."
"If you want someone, yes, the money must be kept. Someone tell him, five hundred taels of silver." Xing Rong thought for a while.
Not long after, someone came in and reported: "Three women dressed as men came here just now, and one looks like Your Majesty..."
Xing Rong's face turned dark when he heard this.
Why is Your Majesty here again...
Ren Baqian shouldn't have been allowed in.