Ren Baqian was summoned to the palace when it was almost evening. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw the empress standing in front of a table in a red gauze, with a painting spread on it.
"I have seen Your Majesty." Ren Baqian said politely.
The empress turned her head to look at Ren Baqian, nodded and said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, it looks a bit better."
"You have to look good when doing business for His Majesty, otherwise His Majesty will lose face." Ren Baqian said.
"Well said, well done." The Empress praised.
"As long as His Majesty doesn't blame the offender for his arrogance."
"If you're afraid, you've come to apologize a long time ago." The empress pouted.
"These days, I'm so focused on doing the things that His Majesty told me, I don't care about other things. Even if Your Majesty really wants to blame me, I have to get things done first." Ren Baqian said hastily.
The Empress once again shifted her eyes from the painting to Ren Baqian, "If you are telling the truth, I will be very happy."
"Of course it's the truth. I dare not hide anything from your majesty's ministers. Say one thing and say another."
The Empress was noncommittal. If she believed whatever Ren Baqian said, then she would be a fool.
Ren Baqian naturally knew it in his heart. But it is always a matter of a lot of benefits to flatter and show loyalty more. It is just a few words, and the benefits are not costly.
He felt that if he was as smart as he is now when he went to work, he might not have been so miserable.
The empress turned back to the couch, stretched out her palm to one side, and immediately Hong Luan poured a glass of wine into the empress' hands.
This is not the first time Ren Baqian has seen this kind of scene, he has always been curious about how Qingyuan and Hongluan know when the Empress wants something.
And judging from the Empress's expression, every action of the two of them is exactly in line with the Empress' wishes.
It can't be the roundworm in the stomach.
But this ability is the goal of my own efforts.
"Although no one has complained to you these two days, it is estimated that time will come. What do you think I should do? Although you have done a good job, after all, you are giving me gifts. If you let them bring a Stomach complaints go out, how much can't be justified.
But I don't want to punish you yet, after all, you are doing things for me, and what you do is still in line with my wishes.
Tell me, what should I do? "
Ren Baqian listened to the empress's words below, and his heart turned for a while. It seemed that there was only one way in front of him: admitting to being punished.
Although the empress would not really punish herself, she just said so, or there was an element of testing her own thoughts. If punished, the empress would lose face. Doing things for her, but in the end she has to take the blame. Since when did Dayao's emperor do such a thing
The impression of Dayao has always been arrogant and domineering.
But never cared about what other people thought.
Ren Baqian raised his head and said to the Empress: "With Your Majesty's honor, how can you care about other people's opinions when you act, let alone those young people. How can Your Majesty give them an account?"
After hearing Ren Baqian's answer, the empress smiled, and then laughed wantonly. The red lips were on fire, and at this moment, the Empress gave Ren Baqian the feeling that she was like a ball of flame, flaunting it wantonly.
He drank the wine in the glass and laughed loudly: "Hong Luan, give Ren Jiaoshu a glass of wine."
Ren Baqian took the wine glass and knew it was strong wine just by smelling it. He raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me the wine."
After all, he drank it all in one gulp, and a burning heat flowed into his stomach.
"Well said, I don't care about other people's opinions when I act." The Empress praised.
"Your Majesty is a martial artist. No matter what you do, you have your own standards. Naturally, you don't have to care about what other people think or say." Ren Baqian knew that what he said meant that the Empress had lost her heart, and immediately struck while the iron was hot.
After the empress laughed, she raised a glass of wine and poured it into her mouth again.
"There are still four days until the harvest. You can inform them that someone can bring a follower. You will report the list in the next two days."
Ren Baqian was slightly taken aback, Feng Lie? He had never heard of this.
"At that time, you should also behave well, don't lose my face."
"Okay, back off."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Ren Baqian thought about leaving the palace all the way.
What's the matter with Fenghun? Moreover, His Majesty meant that he would also participate, so it seemed that he had to ask someone.
After returning to the beast garden, Ren Baqian went directly to see Guanshi Shi, only to see Guanshi Shi was locking up and down the door of the house with a stone lock.
It's no wonder that Steward Shi's muscles are usually not noticed. This Steward Shi also trains his muscles every day.
Sure enough, muscle sticks are all trained, not raised.
When Steward Shi saw Ren Baqian, he threw the stone lock aside, and said with a big laugh, "I'm getting older, but I'm not as good as before. If it was ten years ago, it wouldn't take any effort to do this."
At this time, Steward Shi was sweating a lot, and his breathing was a little panting.
Sometimes Ren Baqian looked at these ancient people and felt that he should practice too, but thinking about it, even if he became a muscle maniac, it would not be enough for someone to slap him.
If there is a chance, it is better to get some martial arts skills from this world.
Anyway, it is not powerless.
"How about the air cooler?" Ren Baqian asked.
"Thirty of them have been made in the past few days, and more than 20 have been sold. The remaining few will probably be sold tomorrow." Steward Shi said with excitement when he mentioned this.
Ren Baqian nodded. It is estimated that the time is about the same. A total of more than 40 pieces have been sold, and there should be imitations soon.
However, so many sons have come here recently, if they knew about this thing, they would not be stingy to buy one, and they should be able to sell it for a while.
This air cooler should be able to earn a thousand taels of silver.
"Guan Shi, I have something to ask, what is Feng Lie?" Ren Baqian changed the topic to Qiu Lie.
"It's almost time." Steward Shi immediately accepted Ren Baqian's words.
"It's just a custom. Every year on this day, I carry a sword and bow on my back and go hunting in the mountains. The more and bigger the prey, the better the next year. And if you catch prey like toothed tigers, you will be favored by girls when you return to the village."
"Lancheng is also held?"
"It's mainly in the village. However, His Majesty will hold it every year, and the children of all the adults will participate to show their personal strength. Some people who have hatred will also compete at this time."
"In previous years' harvest, those who came to celebrate His Majesty's birthday also participated?"
"Of course, the young people of our ancient clan are not their softies, so we must let them understand this." Manager Shi said as it should.
It was only then that Ren Baqian realized that it still had the function of showing strength, letting other countries see how brave the younger generation of Dayao is, so that they would naturally feel jealous in their hearts, and when they went back, they would tell others that fame Naturally it spread.
Then Ren Baqian's face turned green.
Let yourself participate, and go hunting in the mountains with those Doll Gundams who demolished houses with their bare hands and those sons who were tossed half to death by me. This is a big pit.