The Empress’s Gigolo

After bumping on the road for four days, Ren Baqian saw many along the way. What surprised him the most was that every time he stayed in the village, Feiqi would teach the children in the village to practice martial arts in the morning. Although not many, a little bit of pointing was already invaluable to these children, and many detours could be taken.

The ancient martial arts spirit spared no effort in this regard, and the relationship between the army and the civilians, made Ren Baqian feel nostalgic, which is rare in history.

Except for a few military forces, such as the dynasty, most of the time civilians treat the army like a tiger.

When arriving in a small city a few days later, Ren Baqian proposed a day off.

Although other people have a little bit of criticism about this requirement, it is hard to say much. After all, Ren Baqian has a special status.

Ren Baqian was telling others not to disturb himself. Meals were left at the door and returned to the earth in the room.

The long journeys these days really tired him enough, and he needs to take a good rest.

Although a bit arrogant, this is a try. After all, it's just an ordinary person. Even after saying Da Yao, he didn't suffer much.

The hardest time was probably the night of Fenghun.

And the mental tension was a little bit more than the fatigue this time.

Even if you don't say that, time is up. It's better to find a place now than to suddenly disappear tomorrow.

When Ren Baqian returned, he threw himself directly onto the bed, and the big bed was soft, without any noise, and without any bumps. It was too comfortable.

I woke up for four or five hours before I woke up. I didn't want to move. I turned around on the bed. It took me a long time to get up from the bed and make myself a cup of instant noodles.

After staying at home for three days, Ren Baqian returned to the world again. It was midnight. He lay in bed for several hours and heard the knock on the door.

"Master Fuyu."

"Come in." Ren Baqian sat up from the bed.

"Master Fuya, it's time to get ready to go." It was Fujiki who came in and finally felt relieved after seeing Ren Yaqian.

On this day, Ren Baqian didn't have any sound in the room, and the meal at the door didn't move, which always made him feel uneasy.

If Ren Baqian hadn't greeted him in advance, he would have broken in.

"Okay, I see." Ren Baqian nodded, got up from the bed to wash, and returned to the carriage after half an hour to continue his journey.

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Da Mo Shan is one of the two iron mines in Da Yao, which are full of various prisoners. Most of them are soldiers from other countries who came when friction between Da Yao and the borders of several countries. At present, there are nearly 1,000 soldiers. People, of which even the high-level ones even have intermediate rounds, but even wearing the iron cymbals here has no chance to run.

Although the mines are young and strong fighters, the mining progress is still very slow, even if they are filled by human life, the rocks of the mine are like fine iron. As soon as you start to learn, a series of sparks are splashed on the knowledge. White dot.

While guarding here is a team of three hundred people, of which the lowest strength is also equivalent to the low level of human rank.

The display of borders by Da Yao with less than 60,000 troops made the Three Kingdoms dare not to underestimate, and it was precisely this powerful personal strength.

Warriors above 60,000 ranks, even if they stand in three directions and face three countries, they rely on the ancient warriors who are the lowest and junior ranks. This is the foundation of Dayao.

On this day, under the Damo Mountain, a car and horse came slowly, and it did not stop until the foot of the mountain.

"Who?" The guard at the intersection under the mine asked two steps forward.

This is the location of Da Yao, and the visitors are also ancient people, but they did not let them have any vigilant look.

"Call your sergeant out, Your Majesty's warrant." Fujiki said in a loud voice on the mount.

While waiting, Ren Baqian and Tao Jiyuan also got out of the car. During this time, they stretched their bones and muscles, and they were rusted to death in these two days.

Although Ren Baqian rested on the earth for three days, it can be seen that Tao Jiyuan's condition is even better than himself, and he has to admire the physique of the ancient people.

In the past few days, Ren Baqian and Tao Jiyuan have become more familiar. After all, they talked with him along the way. On the third day, Ren Baqian went directly with him and chatted a lot.

After chatting, he found that Tao Jiyuan was not only literate, but also learned a lot in various aspects, which is considered to be a rare talent among the ancient people.

Later, I talked a bit more and found out that the Tao family from Tao Jiyuan also had several generations of senior officials in the ancient clan. There were also a lot of books collected from other countries. Five hundred volumes. Rich.

Tao Jiyuan grew up in such an environment. No wonder he has such knowledge.

However, it is also related to his innate constitutional weakness, which makes it difficult to achieve achievements in cultivation.

He is said to have an older brother who is serving in the right army. Although the current position is not as high as him, the prospect is far greater than him.

In the eyes of the ancients, the position in the army is the most promising. At least Tao Jiyuan mentioned his brother, full of longing in his tone.

The crowd didn't wait long before they saw the three rushing down from the mountain, all wearing leather armor and thick long swords around their waists.

"The general is here to guard the valley, where are more than a few people here, is there a majesty's warrant?" The first person was about forty years old, with a big beard on his face, and some dusty leather on his body. Gongshou said loudly, and his gaze was walking on several people.

Flying ride, he can recognize it at a glance, after all, there is only this army with a colorful bird on the shoulder.

However, his eyes are more on Ren Baqian and Tao Jiyuan. Obviously, the two here are the principals.

Although Feiqi is powerful, it is His Majesty's army and obviously has nothing to do with him here.

"This is the imperial palace of Zhongyufu. This is Tao Langzhong, the ordnance secretary. This will be the prince of the Yuba school, Fujiki. This time, it was Fengxian's commander who came here to inspect and find ways to expand mining.

Fujiki talked and threw a piece of white paper out like a hard object ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Gu Qiu grabbed with one hand, glanced over it, and then smiled on his face: "It turned out to be A few adults, please inside. "

Ren Baqian and Tao Jiyuan no longer got on the car, walked towards Gu Qiong, and they were welcome.

"Also ask General Gu to lead the way."

Others followed.

Ren Baqian can't see the whole picture under the mountain, but as the valley dome goes up, he gradually takes the panoramic view of this mountain and the mine.

The most noticeable is Mount Damo, which is six or seven hundred meters high. It looks like an inverted pot lid. There is almost no vegetation on the whole mountain, especially in the direction close to the crowd, as if it was cut off. Dew bumpy rocks.

At the foot of the mountain, there are thousands of people busy there, holding hammers and pickaxes to drive the mountain there, and send the beaten rocks to one place.

Huge dust floated towards the crowd with the wind.