The next morning, Ren Baqian went out while yawning.
He was about to go to bed, but the empress kept tossing and turning on the bed, causing him to be unable to fall asleep.
If it weren't for his strength, he would probably have dark circles under his eyes this morning.
He went out while yawning. Qing Yuan and Hong Luan entered the room with a basin while sneaking glances at him.
He knew without asking that they were overthinking things.
Ren Baqian walked a few steps in the village and heard shouts coming from afar. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw hundreds of strong men practicing martial arts in an open space. Their movements were very familiar — the [Fist of Death].
Qi Ziting leaned on his walking stick and scolded, "Haven't you had breakfast? All of you are so weak. If you were like this under my command back then, I would have beheaded you long ago! "
As he scolded, he used his walking stick to pick up a few stones and hit them on their heads.
"If you continue to be so weak, I will beat you to death first so that you don't look like an eyesore!"
Ren Baqian felt that Qi Ziting was indirectly scolding them.
Even the weakest of them were much better than him.
Forget it, he wouldn't lower himself to his level. After watching from afar for a while, he strolled back to have breakfast.
Breakfast was a soup of meat and wild vegetables. It had a strong aroma that whetted one's appetite.
However, the wild vegetables tasted a little bitter and fragrant. It was somewhat similar to a type of wild vegetable that was eaten in the northeast in early May every year — Thorn Tender Shoots!
"Next time, try making some bird's mayonnaise or frying it with flour. It should taste good," Ren Baqian said vaguely as he swallowed the meat soup.
"Do it if you want. The imperial kitchen doesn't know how to," the empress said while holding a bowl.
The empress's manners were much better than his, but she ate faster than him. Her wooden bowl was filled to the brim, and she tilted her head and poured all the soup into it. Her actions were pleasing to the eye.
Ren Baqian figured out the reason for this.
Good looks were good in everything!
No matter which world it was, looks were the most important!
Just look at Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong.
Zhuge Liang was eight feet tall, had a jade-like face, wore a silk scarf on his head, and wore a crane cloak. He looked like an immortal.
Looking at Pang Tong again, he had thick eyebrows and a raised nose, a black face with a short beard, and a strange face.
The Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Junior were comparable in terms of talent, but the treatment they received was completely different.
If Pang Tong were to change his appearance to that of Zhuge Liang, even if he was arrogant, others would think that he was only arrogant because he was talented.
Sunlight shone in through the window, sprinkling a layer of vibrant sunshine in the room.
The stone house was very tall, but it was not big. They could touch the bed just by turning around. It was just right for the two of them. It was much more comfortable than the empty bedroom.
After breakfast, there was already someone waiting outside. It was a well-dressed man in his thirties. When he saw the empress, he was a little perturbed and stammered, "Your Majesty, Commander Qi asked me to bring you up the mountain. He said that Your Majesty hasn't been there for a long time and it's easy for you to get lost."
"Commander? Brother, do you still hold a position in the village? "the empress asked pleasantly.
Yesterday afternoon, the two of them had been at loggerheads the moment they met, but after dinner, things had eased up quite a bit.
"Commander Qi is the leader of the hunting team!" The man said with a simple and honest face.
"He can't stay idle." The empress smiled, and the man was stunned.
"Let's go."
The cemetery of the Qi family wasn't at the back of the village, but on Mount Yulong, where the dragon's head was.
Ren Baqian didn't know anything about geomancy and didn't know what would happen if the cemetery was placed on the dragon's head. However, after so many years, there was an emperor. It seemed that the geomancy here wasn't bad.
Along the way, Ren Baqian picked a lot of white flowers and wove them into a wreath.
"What are you doing?" The empress saw that he had wove a bunch of flowers into a wreath and didn't understand.
"This is the first time I'm meeting my mother-in-law, so I need some gifts. I don't know what she likes, but I don't think she hates flowers, right? "Ren Baqian raised his head and smiled.
He wasn't paying attention, and his hand was pricked again. However, his skin was rough now, so he didn't care.
When the empress looked at him, her gaze was gentle. "You are very considerate."
"I'm a polite person!" Ren Baqian laughed.
After climbing up Mount Yulong, they walked along a small path to the top of the dragon's head. In front of them was an open space. From here, they could overlook the entire front, including the Ya family village, the surrounding terrain, and the overlapping mountain ranges in the distance.
The scenery was boundless.
At a glance, they couldn't tell how many graves there were. Under each pile of stones was evidence of the existence of a person.
Some seemed to be frequented, and the weeds in the vicinity were pulled out cleanly.
Some were untended and had long been buried by weeds. One wouldn't be able to see them if they didn't step on them.
The empress's mother's grave was in a corner. Even though she was the empress, it was only one size bigger than an ordinary grave. The stones were of better quality, and they were all hand-picked white stones.
The surroundings were very clean, and it seemed like it was cleaned frequently.
"All of you can leave." The empress waved at the people behind her and chased them away. Then, she said to Ren Baqian, "Come with me."
"It seems that my mother-in-law likes white," Ren Baqian said as he looked at the pile of white stones in the grave.
"I haven't seen it before, but they said that my mother likes white." The empress nodded.
"In that case, I've chosen the right flowers." Ren Baqian laughed. The wreath in his hand was made of white flowers.
The empress ignored him, stood in front of the grave, and said softly, "I've come to see you again. I've grown up!"
After saying this, the empress paused for a moment before pulling Ren Baqian to her side and saying, "It's him. In a few months, I'll be getting married to him. He's not from Dayao, Great Xia, the Yun Nation, or the Chen Nation. I don't think you care about this. "
"Hello, mother-in-law!" Ren Baqian said respectfully as he placed the wreath on the stones.
"He's a little cunning, lazy, afraid of suffering, afraid of being tired, and glib … He has many shortcomings, but I quite like him. With him around, I won't be lonely. "
Ren Baqian couldn't help but look at the empress. Is this how you think of me?
"I don't know if you feel lonely … However, this is the ancestral grave. With so many people accompanying you, it must be quite lively!" the empress said as she looked at the graves around her.
"That brother of mine … Forget it, let's not talk about him … You can see him every day.
As for me, after being the empress for a few years, I'm actually very bored. Every day, I stay in the palace, deal with those matters, or just stare blankly … This can't be helped. Father is gone, and I don't know where he went. He must be looking for the late emperor.
With so many aboriginal commoners, someone has to take care of them and bear the responsibility.
If I have a child after my marriage, I would like to go out and take a look when he grows up. I heard this saying a few days ago, and I like it: 'The world is so big, and I want to see it.'
Mother, do you think we should go and take a look?
The person who said this is an ordinary person. He can put down everything and take a look, but as the empress, I can't do that! "
The empress had a lot to say. After talking to the grave for a long time, she simply sat on the ground and asked, "Do you drink wine? I heard that you like it, so I brought wine this time. "
Ren Baqian immediately went to the winged cavalry and brought a few bottles of wine. He handed one to the empress and opened another bottle in front of the grave.
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