Ren Baqian strolled back to Pingle Park, flipped through the three erotic books, and shamefully erected a flag.
They were indeed treasured by the imperial family. The drawings were lifelike, and Ren Baqian felt that they weren't inferior to those famous painters.
For example, Van Gogh!
The three books in his hands were much more realistic than his drawings.
However, the main reason for erecting the flag was that he had been practicing the virgin technique ever since he was chosen by the empress as her husband.
Whoever practiced it would know.
He didn't dare to sleep on his stomach because his bed would be full of holes when he woke up in the morning.
After placing the erotic painting (Dual Cultivation Method) on the table, Ren Baqian thought of something else.
The fertility rate of the aboriginals was low. Part of the reason was that they liked to court death, and part of the reason was that it was difficult for them to reproduce because they were too strong.
These two points were easy to understand.
For example, insects were born in piles of thousands. Amphibians and reptiles could give birth to dozens of children at a time. Although cats and dogs were born in litters, their numbers were also reduced to single digits.
The higher the level of the creature, the lower the fertility rate.
The aboriginals were also humans, but they were much stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, it was understandable that their fertility rate was low.
In addition to these two reasons, there was another important reason. The aboriginals rarely clapped for love.
Humans were creatures that were in heat all year round. The aboriginals were the same, but they did it much less often than ordinary people.
In this era, people in all countries went home at night to sleep and give birth.
In the aboriginals, they went home at night to sleep and beat their children …
As a result, although the average lifespan of the aboriginals was much higher than that of other countries, their fertility rate was pitifully low.
Ren Baqian couldn't do anything about the first two reasons.
However, he could think of a way to solve the third reason.
However, he couldn't let anyone know that he was the one who did it.
A hundred years later, people would write: Ren Baqian, the husband of the third emperor of Dayao, the prince of Dayao, the founder of Black Bamboo Academy, the leader of ideas, and a famous physicist and chemist who opened the prelude to modern science and led the modernist construction of Dayao.
In addition, he was also the inventor and advocate of pornography and adult education films. He made indelible contributions to the promotion of pornography and adult education films … He was known as an advanced educator!
How could he be a human?
Of course, this wasn't the most important thing.
The most important thing was that the empress found out …
Ren Baqian felt that it was better for him to be a person who only cared about helping others and not himself. In order to enrich the people's spare time, he should spare no effort and do good deeds without leaving his name behind.
After making up his mind to be a good person, he placed the three books on the bedside table and headed to the empress's palace.
Along the way, he saw a few female officials instructing the maids to clean up the palace. Before the couple got married, the entire palace had to be cleaned up.
Ren Baqian entered the palace and saw the empress sitting on the couch with a computer screen in front of her. She had cake in her left hand and wine in her right hand. Xin Zhe was standing below her and said, "Your Majesty, the people from the Yun Nation are here. There are more than 4,000 of them."
"Let the Ministry of Rites make the arrangements." The empress waved her hand.
Ren Baqian immediately knew what was going on. He reckoned that Xin Zhe was entrusted by Great Elder Shi Qing.
He immediately smiled and said, "Your Majesty, haven't you seen the former emperor of the Yun Nation?"
Xin Zhe turned around and gave him a grateful look.
Logically speaking, the emperor of a country should be very interested in another loser after expanding his territory.
After all, at their level, it should be very satisfying to see another person of the same status submit to them and be able to control the other party's life and death.
However, the empress had been back for more than a month, but she didn't have the slightest interest in seeing the emperor of the Yun Nation and couldn't be bothered to pay attention to anyone who mentioned it.
Now that the people from the Yun Nation who came to send gifts had arrived, the emperor was still in prison. It wasn't just the emperor, but also the empress, concubines, and more than a dozen others.
"What's there to see? I'm not interested in a child emperor. "The empress's words almost made Ren Baqian laugh out loud. Where did she hear this from?
However, it was more accurate to say that the other party was a child emperor.
He wasn't young, only 23 years old.
He was promoted to the throne at the age of 11, and since then, almost all of the power had fallen into the hands of Zheng Chengmian.
The title of Emperor was just a title in name.
If the Yun Nation hadn't been destroyed, this emperor might have come to his senses after 10 or 20 years or continued living a befuddled life. There was always a chance.
However, the Yun Nation was gone now.
"You should go and see him. If he knows his place, find him a house in the city and let him spend the rest of his life in peace. If he has any complaints, behead him and hang him on the city wall, "the empress said after thinking for a while.
"Isn't my status inappropriate?" Ren Baqian smiled bitterly.
In any case, he was the emperor of a nation. How could he decide whether he lived or died? Moreover, thousands of people came to send gifts, yet he was going to hang the former emperor on the wall?
"Just go when I ask you to. What's inappropriate about it? You are also Dayao's … prince consort. "The empress paused for a moment when she said the last three words.
"I'm not interested in wasting my time on a child emperor."
Ren Baqian felt that the biggest reason was that he was fascinated by the Xianxia romance, magic fantasy, action ethics, and science fiction television series.
"How many episodes have you watched, Your Majesty?" Ren Baqian couldn't help but ask.
"382 episodes! I thought you didn't like it? "the empress replied casually, leaving Ren Baqian speechless. If he remembered correctly, 382 episodes were only halfway through.
Ren Baqian sighed, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, I'll go take a look first and report back to you."
"Wait!" The empress suddenly thought of something and looked up.
"Your Majesty?"
"I heard that his empress is quite exquisite. Don't look at her!" The empress wrinkled her nose.
"No matter how beautiful she is, she can't be more beautiful than you, Your Majesty!" Ren Baqian cupped his hands and retreated. However, he was curious about how the empress would talk to him alone. He wondered what the president was like.
"Where are they locked up?" Ren Baqian asked Xin Zhe after leaving the palace.
"In the prison of the Ministry of War." Xin Zhe was wearing a pair of red metal-framed glasses and armor, which gave her a unique style.
However, one of the lenses was cracked. Cracks covered half of the lens, but it was a miracle that it hadn't shattered.
Noticing Ren Baqian's gaze, Xin Zhe replied calmly, "I accidentally bumped into it while practicing martial arts."
"I remember making ten pairs for you at that time?"
"They were all broken, but this is the most intact one."
"I see. I'll bring more pairs for you next time."
"Thank you, Sir Ren." Xin Zhe's face, which was as cold as the empress's, finally showed some expression. She looked happy.
He rushed to the Ministry of War with the guards.
"Why is Principal Ren here?" Qin Chuan, Tong Zhenye's lifelong enemy and a shameless old hooligan, was a little curious.
After all, Ren Baqian spent most of his time at the Ministry of Works and rarely came to the Ministry of War.
"The empress of the Yun Nation. Cough, cough, cough. Where is the emperor?" Ren Baqian almost choked to death.
Qin Chuan was shocked.
He sized Ren Baqian up and asked, "Is it the emperor or the empress?"
"It's the emperor. Her Majesty doesn't want to see him, so she asked me to check on him, "Ren Baqian quickly replied.
"As the ancients said, the first sentence spoken is usually the truth!" Qin Chuan grinned as if he was happy to see a kindred spirit.
Ren Baqian was speechless.
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