When Ren Baqian was blown by the night wind, he felt his stomach churn and vomit the moment he opened his mouth. Being carried by the empress, he vomited along the way as if she was sowing seeds.
The empress looked at Ren Baqian, who she was carrying, with a look of disgust on her face. Even though the smell had been left behind along the way, it still made its way into her nose.
"Your Majesty, why don't I carry Deputy Prefect Ren?" Xin Zhe said from behind. The empress was carrying Deputy Prefect Ren from the front, and the smell of the empress's clothes was going straight into her nose. Moreover, he had to be careful to avoid the unknown things that were coming towards him.
The empress looked at Ren Baqian, threw him to Xin Zhe, and landed on the street from the rooftop. With her hands behind her back, she walked forward unhurriedly.
Lan City was very dark at night. Other than the lantern-carrying pedestrians and the light from the courtyards, there was only the light from the two moons.
Xin Zhe imitated the empress and held onto his back, making him lean forward.
In their hands, Ren Baqian's weight was no different from that of a straw.
"Zixiao …" Ren Baqian mumbled vaguely.
The empress stopped in her tracks and turned around.
Ren Baqian's eyes were tightly shut, and he didn't seem to be sober at all. He was still mumbling, "Zixiao … Zixiao …"
Xin Zhe was shocked. Ren Baqian actually called Her Majesty by her name.
His Majesty didn't seem angry at all.
Instead, his expression was relaxed and calm, not cold.
"Zixiao … pour the wine …"
The empress, "…"
Xin Zhe: …
Xin Zhe was shocked by Ren Baqian's courage.
The empress furrowed her eyebrows and ignored him. She turned around and walked toward the palace.
After returning to the center of the palace, she threw Ren Baqian back to Pingle Park. The empress took the wine pot and went up to the roof of Yangxin Palace Hall. She looked up at the moonlight and drank a mouthful of wine from time to time.
Originally, he was prepared to beat Ren Baqian half to death and cripple Tong Zhengye. However, when she saw that he kept his distance from the others and behaved himself, her anger disappeared without a trace, and her mood changed from bad to good.
If Tong Zhenye hadn't spouted nonsense, he might not have been beaten.
…
"What happened just now?" In a room, sat a man with one arm missing. His surname was Xing, and his name was Xing Rong. He used to be a commandant of the Protectorate of the North, and now he was the person in charge of the Hundred Flowers Courtyard.
"The Minister of Works, Lord Tong, is hosting a banquet at House Yunyan." Below him were ten equally muscular men, but they were missing an eye, an ear, and only two fingers on their left hands.
Xing Rong didn't say anything. His life of blood and fire gave people the feeling that he was like steel that had been tempered a hundred times. He was silent, hard, and contained a powerful explosive force.
Even though he was now a cripple, not many people would look down on him.
"Imperial Deputy Prefect Ren Baqian has also been invited by Sir Tong," that man continued.
Xing Rong thought for a while before he remembered who Imperial Deputy Prefect Ren Baqian was.
In fact, no one really took Ren Baqian's position as Imperial Deputy Prefect seriously. Usually, when people mentioned him, they would refer to him as "that guy."
When Xing Rong recalled who Ren Baqian was, he laughed. "And then?"
"His Majesty is here," the man said concisely.
"Lord Tong suffered a kick and smashed through three walls before falling into the Moon Pavilion. On the other hand, Deputy Prefect Ren was fine and was brought back. I wonder if anything will happen when I get back. "
Upon hearing this, Xing Rong burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that tears were about to come out of his eyes. After a while, he stopped and asked, "How is Ren Baqian?"
"I couldn't tell. He looks quite well-behaved."
"If he doesn't follow the rules, Your Majesty doesn't have to do anything. I will kill him with a slap," Xing Rong said casually. The empress's prestige in Dayao was extremely high. The same went for Hong Wu in the Protectorate of the North and the people of Dayao. As Hong Wu's subordinate, he naturally revered the empress.
"Tell everyone who knows about this to shut up." Xing Rong waved his hand.
Whether it was him or the people of the Ministry of Works, they all kept their mouths shut about this matter. However, the matter still spread, especially among the upper echelons of the court.
Tong Zhenye invited Imperial Deputy Prefect Ren Baqian to drink wine at House Yunyan, but the empress kicked him from House Yunyan to the Moon Pavilion.
This was considered the most eye-catching case of an adulterer being caught in a brothel in Lan City, even though only a few people knew about it.
Many people rejoiced in Tong Zhenye's misfortune and were waiting to see how Tong Zhenye would look the next day. For example, the Minister of War, Qin Chuan, was very happy to mock Tong Zhenye.
At the same time, he wanted to see if that Imperial Deputy Prefect had been beaten to death by His Majesty.
…
Ren Baqian slept all the way until dawn. When he woke up, he had a terrible headache and his stomach was churning again. Just as he was about to vomit, he realized that there was a small basin in front of him. Immediately, he vomited for a long time. Then, he took a bowl of sweetened water and drank it. Before he could feel better, his stomach churned again and he vomited out all the sweetened water that he had just drunk.
After tossing and turning for a long time and vomiting whatever he drank, he finally fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, it was already noon. Not far away, a palace maid was dozing off. When she heard the sound of Ren Baqian getting up, she quickly helped him up and poured him a cup of sweetened water.
After Ren Baqian drank the sweetened water, he felt slightly better and finally survived.
He swore ferociously in his heart, "Damn it, I won't drink so much next time no matter what. It's really unbearable. If I drink so much again, I will change my surname to Qi."
He got up from his bed and went out to get some fresh air.
As for what happened last night, he didn't know anything at all. He thought that Xu Wei and the others sent him back.
That palace maid left in a hurry. Not long after, she brought a bowl of porridge over and Ren Baqian drank it clean.
"Sir, someone is looking for you. He has been waiting since morning." When the imperial guards of Pingle Park saw that Ren Baqian had woken up, they had a strange expression on their faces.
Others might not know about what happened last night, but they were very clear about it.
No one would have thought that the Minister of Works, Sir Tong, would be sent flying with a kick from Her Majesty. Yet, this Deputy Prefect Ren was actually unscathed.
If Tong Zhenye knew about this, there was an 80% chance that he would be resentful and say, "Your Majesty, you have changed. In the past, we would both be punished 50 times. "
After hearing this, Ren Baqian recalled that he had asked Teng Hulu and Tie Dao to look for him yesterday. He instructed the imperial guards to bring the two of them into the palace while he sat on a stone bench in the courtyard. He covered his head with one hand and posed like a thinker. Only when he heard footsteps coming from the courtyard did Ren Baqian turn his head to take a look. To his surprise, it wasn't the two of them. It was the empress, who was wearing a red muslin dress with a white undergarment inside.
"Your Majesty!" Ren Baqian quickly got up and greeted her.
The empress looked at him and said coldly, "I heard that you went to drink wine with prostitutes yesterday? Tell me, how do you drink wine with prostitutes? I have never tried it before. "
"Your Majesty, how would I know what kind of place that is? It was the Minister of Works, Tong Zhenye, who invited me there. Before I went there yesterday, I even mentioned it to Your Majesty. I only found out what kind of place it was after I went there. I didn't expect Sir Tong, who looks so mature and mature, to actually be so dissolute. "Ren Baqian hurriedly cried injustice. Furthermore, he continued to smear Tong Zhenye's name without the slightest hesitation.
"I heard that you even called my name," the empress said again.
"I must have missed Your Majesty too much. There is a saying that a day apart feels like three years. This saying is indeed true. "
"You still want me to pour you wine?"
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