As soon as Steward Shi said this, Ren Baqian immediately understood.

Occupation, Emperor. Strength, seventh in the world. Wealth: Sitting on an entire country. Appearance: White skin, beautiful and moving. No matter where such a character is placed, it is a proper white rich beauty in Bai Fumei.

It's too normal for someone to beat the idea of the empress.

Therefore, every time the empress celebrates her birthday, there are many children of wealthy families, or people with hearts, who hurried to Dayao from the other three countries, and they want to be favored by the empress like animals in estrus.

Because only then can they come into contact with the empress.

Ren Baqian also understood why the empress would let herself assist in the reception, after all, these people were gifts, and they couldn't let them go to the guest house by themselves, and they had to arrange it on their face, and the king of a country still had to show face.

However, although these people are here to give gifts, some of them must have annoyed His Majesty a lot, and it has not been a day or two since they wanted to fool them. She didn't say much about this for some reason, so she skipped a sentence in between.

But the meaning is clear. In any case, you can't lose face with Da Yao.

This is more particular. How can it be regarded as losing face for Da Yao?

If the men of the ancient clan do this, it is estimated that when people tell you about poetry and songs, you will discuss with others whether your fist is big or not, right?

After all, it's still a birthday celebration for His Majesty, and you can't get a blue nose and swollen face when the time comes.

Therefore, such a "talent" who suddenly appeared in front of the empress was arrested, regardless of his level.

Anyway, it's like this every year, and it is estimated that no matter how bad I am, it will not be worse than in previous years. So just put yourself on the table.

Thinking of the people who might come, it is estimated that they are the elite of young people from all over the world, and it is impossible to come without some confidence. The empress actually allowed herself to suppress these people?

Ren Baqian felt that it would be good if he could not be suppressed by them.

If you don't get it right, you will become the prop and stepping stone for them to show their style.

In an instant, Ren Baqian felt that his whole person was not good.

Thinking of the empress's words, Ren Baqian felt that if he really became a stepping stone, I was afraid that the empress would have to make herself a stepping stone for the rest of her life, digging a pit and filling the soil directly.

Thinking about the consequences of that......

"His uncle, I fought with them. Ren Baqian's face was murderous.

"What are you fighting?" Steward Shi looked up blankly.

"When is Your Majesty's birthday?" asked Ren Baqian.

"There's still a month, probably?" Steward Shi said uncertainly. "Why did Your Majesty tell you about this today?"

"Your Majesty asked me to accompany the reception. Ren Baqian said with a grumbling face.

"Haha, then the reception, anyway, just arrange a place to live when someone comes. Steward Shi said indifferently.

"Your Majesty also said that you can't lose Da Yao's face. Ren Baqian continued to look resentful.

"Isn't that simple? Anyone who is dissatisfied will beat him, whoever sees that you are not pleasing to the eye will beat him, and you will beat anyone who is not pleasing to the eye. Just beat them until no one speaks. Steward Shi laughed.

Ren Baqian sighed quietly, it was really the style of the ancient people.

Not to mention, I'm afraid I'll really have to bring two thugs by then. In this world, not only the ancient people can fight, if Long Wanli hadn't challenged the empress that day, it is estimated that he would have been able to take two steps sideways.

Ren Baqian said hello to the stone steward and went back to the room, the two little guys were sleeping together at the door, and Ren Baqian threw himself on the bed and began to ponder.

Needless to say, the family history that came this time is not as good as His Majesty, anyway, no matter how awesome it is, it will definitely not be as awesome as His Majesty.

According to the personal level, it should be divided into outstanding force, outstanding literary talent, outstanding eloquence, and outstanding appearance.

Those who are superior in force do not seem to be able to do anything. Anyway, no matter how powerful it is, it is not as powerful as Your Majesty, there are only six people who are more powerful than her in the whole world, and it is estimated that these people will not come. After all, the master always has to hold his own identity, and it is impossible to think about the old cow eating tender grass, right?

As for those who are brilliantly written, Her Majesty the Empress deliberately mentioned poetry and poetry before, and the meaning of the empress's words should be to let herself suppress these people.

Da Yao couldn't find a few cultural people, and these people came over once a year to show off their literary talents, and the empress was probably very annoyed for a long time.

Ren Baqian thought that if a master's or doctor's degree was to run around every day and brag about his professional field with himself, he would definitely not have endless admiration in his heart, but wanted to paste his face with the sole of his shoe.

It is estimated that the empress feels this way in her heart.

How did that sentence come about? The king worries about the ministers, and the king humiliates the ministers to death. Although he is a socialist successor in the 21st century, his current boss is the empress, and the empress wants to use the soles of her shoes to paste their faces, and she is the No. 1 pioneer.

After thinking about it, Ren Baqian felt a little bottom in his heart.

Although the people facing may be the elites of other countries' families, they are also college graduates, so they are not as good as the elites of a few feudal societies.

Well, there is still some time, the next time I go back, I will take back the 300 Tang poems and the 300 Song poems and memorize them, and I don't believe that the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients can not be more than a few family elites. Although comparing math with them can also make their eyes pop out, but in the end, I am afraid that the final result is that chickens and ducks talk about chickens and ducks, which is of little significance.

The next day, Ren Baqian came to the Qingxin Palace, and when he saw Lin Qiaole, he looked resentful, thinking about whether to bring her-flavored chocolate or chocolate-flavored next time.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Lin Qiaole said a little unnaturally when he saw Ren Baqian's resentful gaze.

Ren Baqian thought about it, but still didn't say anything, after all, a big man can't always deal with a little girl, and it feels like the eye of a needle is the size of a needle's eye.

Although my heart is really small.

It's decided, it's chocolate-flavored.

The other party is not stupid, and he should not eat the-flavored chocolate.

"Go ahead. Ren Baqian pulled the stool and sat directly opposite her, Lin Qiaole was relieved to see that he didn't say anything, and he was still a little nervous in his heart just now. Although I think it feels very inexplicable.

I learned dozens of words in the afternoon, and at the end of the day, I reviewed yesterday's one by the way, and saw that I hadn't forgotten it, and Ren Baqian was suddenly satisfied.

At night, she went to the palace to tell stories as usual, and at the same time gave a pack of white rabbit toffee, which made the empress quite satisfied, and felt that Ren Baqian was still quite interesting, and it became more and more pleasing to the eye.

There are a group of five big and three rough people in the court, if they let them lead the troops to fight, it will be no problem for them, but it will be difficult for them to know and know.

With the birth of Nezha, the removal of bones and the return of fathers, the incarnation of lotus, the descent of Jiang Ziya, and the burning of pipa essence, the story has become more and more exciting.

Even the empress rarely interrupted, but listened attentively to the story, and from time to time put a piece of white rabbit toffee in her mouth.

One person speaks, three people listen, and the fire in the palace is sometimes blown by the wind and flickers on and off.

Ren Baqian suddenly felt that such an atmosphere was a bit suitable for telling ghost stories.

However, thinking about the empress's combat effectiveness, Ren Baqian felt that it was better to forget about this idea earlier.

Other women may be scared when they listen to ghost stories, maybe they will be a little bird, if the empress is not afraid of listening to ghost stories, it's okay, if she is really scared, she will be slapped over next year, and today will be her own death day.

The story of the Fengshen Bang that night was told later than usual, and the empress did not speak, and Ren Baqian kept talking until Bo Yi was admitted to the court to pay tribute and was put in prison, and then he was put back by the empress.

The next morning, Ren Baqian went out with a rattan gourd and an iron knife, and after going back tonight, it was Chen Qing's engagement day, to see if there were any good things to buy and go back as gifts.

Although he had long known that Dayao was short of materials, he found that he was far more scarce than he thought after going to a few shops on Jingyang Street.

Most of the things in the shop are rice polished noodles, wine, salt, cloth and other necessities, and the price is not low.

There were also a few shops selling brightly colored cloths, satins or fine porcelain, and the price could make any eight thousand blood sprays.

Originally, Ren Baqian still wanted to pick a gift for Chen Qing here, but he didn't find anything suitable after a long time.

Finally, I saw that the time was almost up, so I had no choice but to go back.