Chapter 950 - Visit (Part 1)
The Empress's Gigolo
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the palace, Ren Baqian limped forward with a cane, looking sad.
âStop pretending! I merely gave you a kick!â the empress muttered.
âOne kick and my leg broke!â he exclaimed as he looked at her.
âYou deserve it!â she declared before complaining, âWho asked you to make those things? We have become laughingstocks!â
âItâs because of the nationâs birth rate! Look at the others! They have more than five children in their families. Look at us! All we have are cats. Even pigs are better than us!â Ren Baqian replied angrily.
The empress glared at him.
He lowered his voice and repeated, âPigs have a higher birth rate than us!â
She lifted her leg, ready to give him a kick.
âMy bad!â Ren Baqian apologized promptly and earnestly.
He continued, âBesides, this is a normal form of entertainment for the commoners. How can we allow officials to visit brothels, but not allow them to read these magazines?â
He lifted his head again and reported, âNot to mention that group of old clappers who go to the brothels, Tu Wan bought three magazines, Tong Zhenye bought 10, Qin Chuan bought 15, Great Elder bought two, Zhuo Yan bought 10, Xuan Hua bought sixâ¦â
This pack of people openly bought stacks of these magazines to read and brought them back to their own ministries. The female officials in the Ministry of Revenue werenât even embarrassed at all.
Instead, it was Lin Mengsheng and the students from the Jing Tribe who were blushing.
The bookstore on Jingyang Street was the one that students visited the most, apart from the library in the school.
âEveryone knows that you are the one who did it. The royal familyâs reputation is tarnished, and thatâs why I wonât allow it!â the express explained to Ren Baqian with a glare.
âOh!â Ren Baqian threw the cane aside. Wouldnât it be better if she had said so earlier?
He would be discreet next time and get a merchant from the Yun Nation to do it. In this case, he wouldnât be able to use those magazines from Japan. He would have to find a few ladies from the brothels and make the magazines himself.
Didnât he just need a camera and a photocopier? These were products from the 19th and 20th century. Wouldnât he be able to make them with his full suite of craftsmanship?
âI want to go to Mount Liucui,â Ren Baqian said as he followed behind the empress.
The empress pondered for a while and said, âGo.â
She then turned around and warned, âStay away from the thing inside the mountain.â
âIâm not stupidâ¦â
The first emperor went in there and came out defeated. Why would Ren Baqian go there?
Besides, he wasnât too interested in what was inside.
Or perhaps it wasnât time yet.
It was just like the savage people of Shennongjialin[1.Shennongjialin: a forestry reserve in east Hubei]. Ever since he was a child, Ren Baqian had seen all kinds of weird magazines that swore upon the traces of these savage people. Didnât he simply avoid going to that place?
He bade farewell to the empress and set off the next day with a few guards.
Mount Liucui was in the hinterland of Dayao. The empress wasnât too worried about his safety, but she still wanted a few Cardinal Heaven level experts to accompany him. After all, he held an important position and his strength was too low. No one wanted to see any mishaps.
Many of the Cardinal Heaven experts had taken positions in the imperial court.
However, Ren Baqian only thought of one person.
Qingyun Sword.
He had been idling his time away in Lan City lately, painting the mountains in the sunlight every day on Jing Street.
Furthermore, he only drew two mountains at once.
When Ren Baqian called for Qingyun Sword, he naturally agreed without hesitation. He originally came to Lan City to see if Ren Baqianâs words would come true. Seeing that the situation was getting better, he was also becoming more relaxed and was almost in a state of retirement.
A few days later, Ren Baqian and his team arrived at the forest outside Mount Liucui. As he leaped off the back of the crow general, it gave a low-pitched hoot before flapping its wings and running into the forest to hide from the sun.
He ignored it. As long as it didnât run into top experts, it had no other natural enemies.
It took him half a day to walk through the forest and arrive at the base of the mountain. In front of him was the towering Mount Liucui, and all he could see at night was its silhouette.
There was an unknown existence in the heart of the mountain.
However, as long as it wasnât disturbed, it was almost completely safe. Most of the time, people would ignore it.
After a nightâs rest, Ren Baqian followed a half-meter wide path along the mountainside for half a day. There were overhanging cliffs on one side and mountain streams that were hundreds of meters deep. He could only hear the flow of water streaming below and occasionally saw reflections.
At noon, he finally saw the valley surrounded by three cliffs.
He was discovered as soon as he stepped into the valley.
A man immediately came forward and said, âEveryone!â (TLC. Not sure about this part.)
âWe have come from the palace, and we want to see two people,â Ren Baqian explained.
âYes⦠Zhao Prince Consort?â The man felt curious after looking at Ren Baqian for some time.
âYou can still recognize meâ¦â Ren Baqian laughed. He had only stayed here for a few days the last time he came and didnât expect anyone to actually remember him.
However, these people hardly saw any visitors other than aboriginals.
At the thought of this, it actually wasnât very surprising.
Ren Baqian didnât expect the man to scratch his head and say, âI heard you are bald. Otherwise, I wouldnât be able to recognize you.â
Ren Baqian immediately looked defeated and asked, âWho said that?â
News of his baldness had even spread here? Were those people too free?
âThat Lin lady said it. Zhao Prince Consort, you came here to see them, right?â The man sold Lin Qiaole out without hesitation.
âWell, where are they?â
âCome in, Zhao Prince Consort,â the aboriginal guard replied. These people had no idea what courtesy was. He showed no respect to Ren Baqian at all and spoke to him as if he was speaking to an ordinary person.
In fact, this was the case for most of the aboriginals.
They would only react differently when they met people like the empress, the six ministers, and the 24 secretaries.
After all, there were too many dumb people among the aboriginals. Many times, they changed their attitudes toward people like the empress, not because of their status, but because they could fight!
There werenât many people in this iron ore mine. There were more than 700 criminals and only about 100 guards.
The composition of the iron ore here wasnât very good, the mineâs output wasnât high, and the transportation of ore was difficult. Being one of the only two iron ore mines in Dayao, it used to have some value, but now that there was the Yun Nation, this mineâs sole remaining purpose was to imprison these criminals here.
This place would probably be abandoned after these criminals were released in a few years.
There were more than 100 houses in the middle of the valley. As soon as Ren Baqian and his people approached, the guard pointed at one of the houses and said, âMiss Lin is there.â
Ren Baqian looked up at the house and couldnât spot Lin Qiaole. He then managed to spot her taking a nap when he leaped up to the roof.
Wearing just a short skirt and a tube top made of animal hide, she lay there openly with her arms supporting her chin.
He landed in front of her, only to see her arm glistening. It was covered in her saliva.
Lin Qiaoleâs body wasnât exactly dirty, but she had stalks of grass in her messy hair.
Ren Baqian circled around her, but she completely failed to notice his presence. He then gave her a kick.
Her small butt cheeks began to deform and sink in from where his toes landed. She then jumped up and stretched out her claws at him.
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