Ren Baqian strolled back to Pingle Garden, flipped through the three erotic pictures in his hand, and then shamelessly set up the flag.
As expected of the royal family's collection, the paintings are lifelike, and Ren Baqian feels that they are no worse than those famous painters in terms of the artistry alone.
Such as Van Gogh!
The three books in his hand are much more realistic than his paintings.
However, the main reason for erecting the flag is that he has been practicing boy kung fu ever since he was chosen by the empress as her husband.
Whoever practices will know.
I didn't dare to sleep on my stomach, and there were holes in the bed when I got up in the morning.
Putting the erotic map (Double Cultivation Technique) on the table, Ren Baqian thought of another thing.
The birth rate of the ancient people is low, part of the reason is that the ancient people love to risk their lives, and part of the reason is that they are too powerful to have children.
Both of these points are easy to understand.
Insects are born in piles, tens of thousands. Amphibians and reptiles can give birth to dozens at a time, while cats and dogs are born in litters, but the number has also been reduced to single digits.
The higher the biological fertility rate is lower.
The ancients belong to human beings, but they are much stronger than ordinary people, so the low birth rate is understandable.
In addition to the above two reasons, there is another very important reason, the ancients seldom applaud for love.
Humans are creatures that are in heat all year round, and the same is true for the ancients, but the frequency is much less than that of ordinary people.
In this era, all countries go home to sleep and have children after dark.
When I arrived in the ancient tribe, it became dark and I went home to sleep and beat the children...
Therefore, although the average life expectancy of the ancient people is much higher than that of other countries, the fertility rate is pitifully low.
For the first two reasons, Ren Baqian had no choice.
But the third reason is that I can think of a way.
But you can't let people know you did it.
Or a hundred years later, someone would write: Ren Baqian, husband-in-law of the third emperor of Dayao, Prince Dayao, founder of Zizhu Academy, leader of thought, famous physicist and chemist for generations, uncovered It marked the prelude to modern science and led Dayao's modernist construction.
In addition, he is also the inventor and advocate of erotic pictures and adult educational films, and has made indelible contributions to the promotion of erotic pictures and adult educational films... He is known as an advanced educator!
Are you still a human being
Of course, this is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is to be known by the empress...
Ren Baqian felt that he should be a good person who devoted himself to benefiting others and never selfishness, devoted himself to enriching the leisure activities of the people, and did good deeds without leaving a name.
Determined to be a good person, Ren Baqian put the three books on the bedside and went to the empress' bedroom.
On the way, I saw several female officers directing the maids to clean up. Before the two get married, the palace will be cleaned up again.
Entering the bedroom, I saw the empress sitting on the couch with a computer screen in front of her, with cake in her left hand and wine in her right, Xin Zhe was standing at the bottom: "Your Majesty, people from Izumo have come, there are more than 4,000 people in total."
"Let the Ministry of Rites make arrangements." The Empress waved her hand.
Ren Baqian knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and it is estimated that the heartbreak was also entrusted by the old Shi Qing.
Immediately smiled and said: "Your Majesty, haven't you seen the former Izumo Emperor?"
Xin Zhe turned his head and gave Ren Baqian a grateful look.
It stands to reason that after the emperor of a country expands its territory, it should be very interested in another loser.
After all, when they are in their position, it should be a pleasure to see another person of the same status surrendering under his seat, and to be able to control the life and death of the other party.
However, it has been more than a month since the empress came back, and she has no interest in seeing Emperor Izumo at all, and others don't bother to mention it.
Now all the people who came to Izumo to give gifts have arrived, and the emperor is still hanging out in prison. Not only the emperor, but also queens, concubines, etc., more than a dozen.
"What is there to see? An emperor, I'm not interested." Ren Baqian almost laughed at the empress' words, where did the empress hear it
But it's not too bad to say that the other party is the emperor.
She is not young, twenty-three years old.
He was promoted to the throne at the age of eleven, and from then on almost all the power fell into the hands of Zheng Chengmian.
This emperor is just a name.
If Izumo hadn't been wiped out, the emperor might have come to his senses in a dozen or twenty years, or he might have been drunk and dreaming, there was always a chance.
But now even Izumo is gone.
"Go and meet him. If he is safe, then find him a house in the city and let him spend the rest of his life in peace. If there is any complaint, then chop off the head of the wall." The empress thought for a while and glanced at him.
"Isn't it appropriate to be a minister?" Ren Baqian smiled wryly.
Anyway, he is also the emperor of a country, let himself decide life and death
"If you are told to go, you can go. What's inappropriate? You are also my Dayao's... quasi-prince." The empress paused when she said the last three words.
"I'm not interested in wasting time on an emperor."
Ren Baqian felt that the biggest reason was that he was fascinated by watching the sci-fi TV series about fairy tale love, magic, action and ethics.
"How many episodes has Your Majesty watched?" Ren Baqian couldn't help asking.
"Three hundred and eighty-two! Don't you like to watch it?" The female emperor replied casually, which made Ren Baqian a little speechless. If I remember correctly, the 382nd episode is only halfway through.
Ren Baqian sighed, and cupped his hands towards the empress: "Your Majesty, the minister will go and have a look first and then come back and report to you."
"Wait!" The Empress suddenly remembered something and raised her head.
"His Majesty?"
"I heard that his queen looks very delicate, don't look at me!" The empress wrinkled her nose.
"No matter how beautiful it is, it's not as beautiful as Your Majesty!" Ren Baqian cupped his hands before retreating. However, I became curious in my heart. The empress can raise a single word, I don't know what it will look like.
"Where are they locked up?" Ren Baqian looked at Xinzhe after leaving the bedroom.
"In the prison of the Ministry of War." Xin Zhe wore red metal-rimmed glasses and iron armor, which had a special flavor.
However, one lens was cracked, and the cracks covered half of the lens, so it was a miracle that it was not broken.
Noticing Ren Baqian's gaze, he felt calm: "I accidentally touched it while practicing martial arts."
"I remember making ten copies for you?"
"It's all broken, this one is the most complete."
"Understood, bring a few more pairs for you next time."
"Thank you, Master Ren." Xin Zhe's face, which was as cold as the empress's, finally showed some expression, looking happy.
He rushed to the Ministry of War with his guards.
"Why did the Chief Ren come here?" Qin Chuan, Tong Zhenye's lifelong enemy and also a shameless old hooligan, was a little curious.
After all, Ren Baqian spent more time in the Ministry of Industry, but rarely in the Ministry of War.
"Queen of Izumo, cough, cough, where is the emperor locked up?" Ren Baqian almost choked himself to death.
Qin Chuan was shocked immediately.
He looked Ren Baqian up and down several times: "Is it the emperor or the empress?"
"It's the emperor. Your Majesty doesn't want to see him, so let me check on his condition." Ren Baqian said hastily.
"As the ancients said, the first sentence they say is usually the truth!" Qin Chuan grinned with a bearded face, as if he was quite happy to see his comrades.
Ren Baqian: ...
Are you an ancient man