Du Mengyang and Ling Du were still in disbelief when they walked out of the Rearguard Commandery.
They first went to the Black Bamboo Academy, then to the Honglu Bureau to request an audience with Ren Baqian. Finally, they were taken to the Rearguard Commandery.
In a courtyard in the corner of Beihong District.
Of course, this wasn't important. What was important was what Ren Baqian said.
Before coming, they knew from Qing Lian that Ren Baqian wasn't interested in their fighting abilities.
After all, the aboriginals were a fighting race, and almost all the court officials were Cardinal Heaven experts, equivalent to Spirit Wheel experts, or even stronger than ordinary Spirit Wheel experts.
Unlike the Yun Nation and Great Xia, where most Spirit Wheel experts lived outside the court, only a very small number of them would receive salaries from the court. After all, at this level of strength, they were enough to dominate a region. As long as they didn't do anything that angered the heavens, no one would easily provoke them. Why should they care about others?
However, in Dayao, the most powerful force was the court, where almost all the Cardinal Heaven experts served. (No one knew how many Cardinal Heaven experts there were in the Sixty Thousand Mountains. Even the empress herself didn't know.)
Under such circumstances, why would they care about the fighting power that they could only drive with their lifespan?
This was also the reason why they were tempted.
No sword master liked to fight because the price was their lifespan!
In fact, the reason why they wanted to leave the secluded areas was that they often encountered danger there, and every time they used their spirit swords, their lifespan would also be consumed.
Therefore, even though they were Spirit Wheel experts, most of them didn't regard themselves as Spirit Wheel experts or ordinary people. They were a group of people who drifted away from society.
There was no need to fight, no need to roam the wilderness all year round, no need to do messy things, and yet they could obtain the materials they needed. This was something that many Sword Masters dreamed of.
However, Ren Baqian wanted to go, which was especially incredible for the two of them.
Study!
Ren Baqian wanted them to study and then watch their progress!
He wasn't forcing them to study. They could also read through it or be good at a particular subject.
As for what would happen next, according to Ren Baqian, if they were qualified, they could choose to become teachers or researchers. This was something that they didn't expect.
They were sent to a courtyard next to the Honglu Bureau. After closing the door, Du Mengyang said, "I still feel a little strange!"
"I also feel strange!" Ling Du said.
"Zhao Prince Consort spent so much money to find us just for this? The aboriginals originally lacked such people, but now that Dayao had conquered the Yun Nation, what kind of people couldn't they find? Why are you looking for us? "Du Mengyang's face was full of disbelief.
Ling Dou deeply agreed.
"Although Qinglian said that he is trustworthy, Qinglian's current status might not be reassuring. We're different from them. We spend our days in the wilderness and rarely interact with people. We're not good at scheming, so we're afraid that there might be traps behind us. "
"Since we're already here, let's stay here for a while. It won't take long. Then, let's see what he has up his sleeves," said Ling Dou after thinking about it. "In any case, I'm still confident in my memory. If I hadn't become a sword slave back then, I would've been the top scholar."
Du Mengyang said resentfully, "When I took the imperial examination at the age of sixteen, I had to give up everything because I became a sword slave. Sometimes, I feel that being a sword slave is a curse. "
In reality, it wasn't just the two of them. All the Sword Masters were literate and well-read.
After all, without extensive knowledge, how would one know where the materials might appear?
As for being literate, it was the same reason.
Nowadays, both the practitioners and the Sword Masters were all literate. If the former were illiterate and couldn't even understand martial arts, how could they practice martial arts? The first prerequisite for practicing martial arts was to be literate.
In this era, they were definitely a rare group of people with a high level of education.
Of course, some practitioners who hadn't even reached the Man Wheel level and some gifted people were excluded.
The aboriginals were an exception!
This was a gifted race.
…
"Your Majesty, there's something fun today!" Ren Baqian hugged the empress's waist and laughed.
He thought of the "letter" he saw in the afternoon and found it interesting.
The empress sniffled and suddenly said, "There's the smell of a woman."
She glared at him and said, "I'm listening to your explanation!"
"How is that possible?" Ren Baqian chuckled. He was always at the academy and the Rearguard Commandery. Where could he have met a woman?
The empress's face immediately turned cloudy.
Ren Baqian immediately felt that something was wrong. He quickly let go of her and gestured for her to stop. Then, he jumped to the ground and began to spin in circles, thinking hard.
Speaking of which, the empress's temper had been changing these two days!
Could it be that the secretion of estrogen after pregnancy affected even the empress?
This thought flashed through Ren Baqian's mind, but he immediately cut it off and began to think hard about what kind of smell he had gotten.
Logically speaking, a light touch shouldn't leave a smell, and it was impossible for the empress to smell it.
Could it be that the empress was deceiving him?
Was she becoming paranoid because of the effects of estrogen? That couldn't be, right?
However, this was hard to say.
I've never been pregnant before, so how would I know? It seemed like I should have a gynecologist at home in the future so that I could ask her about it.
Ren Baqian spread out his hands and said with a relaxed smile, "I've been at the academy and the Rearguard Commandery all day. The guards can testify that they wouldn't dare to deceive Your Majesty!"
"Do you mean that you dare to?" The empress's face began to turn gloomy.
"I can't bear to!" Ren Baqian said gently.
"Then tell me where the smell on your body came from." The empress's eyes began to emit a cold light, and the surrounding temperature dropped.
Ren Baqian was speechless.
How could he continue to live like this? He was more f * cking wronged than Dou E!
"I really didn't …" Ren Baqian was at a loss for words, and his forehead was full of sweat. He obviously didn't smell anything, but the empress insisted that he did. This matter couldn't be explained at all!
He didn't expect the empress to suddenly burst into laughter, and flowers suddenly bloomed in the hall.
"I'm just teasing you. I've been watching this scene in the past two days, and I want to see your reaction!" The empress's face was full of smiles, and her nose was slightly wrinkled, making her look playful and cute.
However, Ren Baqian wasn't in a good mood at all. He was scared by the empress and broke out in a sweat.
"Your Majesty, don't watch too much television. That thing is a source of trouble!"
The empress chuckled and didn't say anything. When Ren Baqian came over, her eyes suddenly flashed coldly, and she slapped him away. "You still dare to say that you didn't lie to me?"
Ren Baqian rolled on the ground a dozen times, and his mind was in a daze.
Then, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Damn it, I've been deceived!" Ren Baqian jumped up from the ground, tore off his coat, and carefully looked at the back of it.
He carefully sniffed it again and finally found some traces after a while.
He carefully kept a distance of ten meters from the empress, even though it was only a short distance. He threw the coat to the empress.
"Your Majesty, can you see if it's five inches below the collar?" Ren Baqian's face began to turn black.
The empress sniffed it, and a cold glint appeared in her eyes. She then suppressed it and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Ren Baqian took a look.
"When I left the academy today, Tong Lan and Shi Gan patted me on the back."
"It's not the smell of Tong Lan!" The empress's eyes flashed coldly.
At this point, Ren Baqian had already figured it out. "Tong Lan was punished by me to clean the toilets because she beat up a junior student. I don't know where she got the rouge from, but she patted it on my back!"
This time, he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. "These two bastards, just wait for the two of you to clean the toilets until you graduate!"
He then looked at the empress. There was indeed something wrong with the empress …
"What's with that look?" The empress's face cleared up a little, and then she stared at him again.
"Love … Your Majesty's look! I'm your husband. If I don't love you, who should I love? " Ren Baqian's back was drenched in cold sweat again. If he were to say that she was a lunatic, this day next year would be his death anniversary.
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