Ren Baqian yawned and went out the next morning.
Originally, he was going to sleep, but he didn't expect the queen to toss and turn on the bed, which made him not fall asleep.
If it weren't for his strong strength, he would probably have a pair of dark circles under his eyes this morning.
Yawning and leaving the door, Qingyuan and Hongluan entered the room carrying a basin, while peeking at him with a very strange look.
You don't need to ask to know that these two people definitely think too much.
Ren Baqian walked a few steps in the village, when he heard the sound of shouts from a distance, followed the sound, and saw hundreds of young and strong people in the village practicing martial arts in an open space, their movements were very familiar, kill punch.
Qi Ziting leaned on his crutches and cursed violently: "Didn't you eat breakfast? One or two are limp. If you were like this under my command back then, you would have been dragged down and beheaded!"
While cursing, he picked up several stones with his crutches and hit several people on the head.
"If you are so weak again, I will kill you first, so as not to be an eyesore!"
Listening to Ren Baqian, he always felt that Qi Ziting was pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai.
The worst ones are much better than their own.
Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as him, I watched it from a distance for a while, and then wandered back to have a look at breakfast.
Breakfast is a soup made of meat and wild vegetables, with a strong aroma, which makes people appetite after smelling it.
However, when the wild vegetables are eaten in the mouth, they have a slightly bitter fragrance, a bit like a kind of wild vegetables eaten in early May every year in the Northeast - thorn sprouts!
"Next time, try to get some bird's egg sauce, or coat it with flour and fry it. It should taste good." Ren Baqian said vaguely, swallowing the broth.
"If you want to do it, you can do it, but the imperial dining room can't." The empress said while holding a bowl.
The empress's eating manners were much better than his, but her speed was faster than his. The big wooden carved bowl was filled to the brim, and she poured it all in as soon as she raised her neck. However, this action is also pleasing to the eye.
Regarding this matter, Ren Baqian figured out the reason.
Good-looking, good-looking in everything!
No matter which world you are in, it depends on your face!
Just look at Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong.
Zhuge Liang's appearance is: eight feet long, with a face like a crown jade, wearing a lun scarf and a crane cloak, he looks like a fairy.
Look at Pang Tong again: thick eyebrows and raised nose, black face and short beard, strange face.
Crouching dragon and phoenix chicks can be compared in terms of talent and learning, but their treatment is completely opposite.
If Pang Tong changed to Zhuge Liang's appearance, even if he was arrogant with his talents, others would think that he was arrogant because of his talents.
The sun shines in from the window, casting a layer of youthful sunshine in the room.
The stone house is high, but not big, and you can touch the bed when you turn around, but it feels just right for two people to be inside, much more comfortable than the empty bedroom.
After breakfast, someone was already waiting outside. He was a hardcover man in his thirties. After seeing the empress, he was a little apprehensive and stammered: "Your Majesty, Commander Qi asked me to take you to the mountain. It’s easy to go the wrong way.”
"Commander? Elder brother is still working in the village?" the empress asked with a pleasant face.
Yesterday afternoon, when the two met, they were on edge, but they eased up a lot after a meal in the evening.
"Commander Qi is the leader of the hunting team!" the man said with a simple and honest face.
"He can't be idle." The empress smiled, which made the man stunned.
"Let's go."
The cemetery of Qijiazhai is not behind the village, but on Yulong Mountain, where the dragon's head is.
Ren Baqian doesn't know Fengshui, and he doesn't know how to put the tomb on the dragon's head in such a sleepy dragon mountain. However, after so many years, an emperor has emerged, and Feng Shui is not bad.
On the way, Ren Baqian picked many small white flowers and weaved a wreath there.
"What are you doing?" The empress looked at him making a bunch of flowers and weaving them into a circle, a little confused.
"When I meet my mother-in-law for the first time, I always need some gifts. I don't know what she likes, so I don't think she hates flowers, right?" Ren Baqian kept his hands on his hands, raised his head and smiled.
One didn't pay attention, and his hand was pricked again, but he doesn't care now that his skin is rough and fleshy.
When the empress looked at him, her eyes were soft. "You really have a heart."
"I'm polite!" Ren Baqian laughed.
Go up Yulong Mountain, walk along a small path to the top of the Dragon Head, and you will see an open space in front of you, where you can overlook the entire front, including Yajiazhai, a large area of surrounding terrain, and overlapping peaks in the distance.
The scenery is infinite.
The tombs are here, and there are too many tombs at a glance. Under each pile of stones is the evidence of a person's existence.
Some seemed to be visited frequently, and the nearby weeds were pulled clean.
Some left unattended have long been buried by weeds, and you can’t see them unless you step on them.
The empress dowager's tomb was in a corner. Although she was an empress, it was only a circle larger than an ordinary tomb. The piled stones were made of better materials, all of which were selected white stones.
The surrounding area is very clean, and it seems to be cleaned frequently.
"Back off." The empress waved to the crowd behind her, driving them away, and then said to Ren Baqian: "Come with me."
"It seems that the mother-in-law likes white." Ren Baqian said looking at the tomb made of white stones.
"I haven't seen it, but they said that the queen mother likes white." The empress nodded.
"Then I chose the right flower." Ren Baqian laughed, the wreath in his hand was made entirely of white flowers.
The empress ignored him, stood in front of the grave and said softly: "I'm here to see you again, I've grown up!"
After saying this, the Empress paused for a moment before pulling Ren Baqian to her side: "That's him, and in a few months, I'm going to marry him. He's not Da Yaoren, nor Da Xia People, not Izumo people, not Chen Guo people. You don't care about this matter, either."
"Hello, mother-in-law!" Ren Baqian said respectfully, and placed the wreath on the stone pedestal.
"He is a bit cunning, lazy, afraid of suffering, afraid of getting tired, glib... There are many shortcomings, but I like it very much. With him by my side, I am not lonely anymore."
Ren Baqian couldn't help but look at the Empress, is this my image in your heart
"I don't know if you will feel lonely... But this is the ancestral tomb, so many people are with you, it must be very lively!" The empress said, looking at the surrounding tombs.
"My brother... Forget it, don't mention him... You can see it every day.
On the contrary, I have been the emperor for several years, and I am actually very boring. I just stay in the palace every day, or deal with those things, or just be in a daze... This is also a helpless thing. It is to find the whereabouts of the former emperor.
With so many people of the ancient tribe, there must always be someone to take care of them, and someone must take this responsibility.
If there is a child after a big marriage, when he grows up, I would like to go out and take a look. I heard a saying a few days ago and liked it - the world is so big, I want to go and see it.
Mother, do you think it's time to visit
The person who said this is an ordinary person, he can put everything down and have a look, but now as the emperor, I can't do it! "
The empress wanted to say a lot, she talked to the tomb alone for a long time, then she simply sat down on the ground and asked towards the tomb: "Do you drink alcohol? I heard that you like it too, but I brought wine this time. "
Ren Baqian immediately went to Feiqi's place to get a few bottles of wine, handed one bottle to the empress, and opened the other bottle and put it in front of the grave.
"This wine is hot, like a red-hot knife. If you drink too much, you will get drunk. I don't care, you should drink slowly."