The Empress’s Gigolo

The guards stopped before the 500 cavalry and formed two teams.

From the palace gate, the unicorn that Ren Baqian once met, pulling a large cricket car, surrounded by a cloth curtain.

After waiting for Kirin and the shuttle to stop, all the cavalry and guards mounted their one-handed knives and bowed slightly: "Greetings to Your Majesty."

The second generation of the ancient officials also sat on the mounts and made the same movements, but their weapons were not as neat as those of the guards and cavalry. It can be said that there were a wide variety of swords, lances, and hammers. It is hanging beside the mount.

Only those from other countries did not make any noise.

"Let's go." The emperor's cold voice came out.

With the order of the emperor, the five hundred cavalry and the guards were divided into two columns, some of which opened in the front, and the guards followed, and the emperor's carriage was slowly moving forward.

Another part of the cavalry and guards automatically followed the emperor's puppet car.

Then the children of the big brothers of the court also urged the mounts to follow. After they left, Ren Baqian also followed the bird.

Behind me are people from those three countries. Many people sneered at Ren Baqian, who was not far ahead. He also deliberately made the sound loud and passed it directly to Ren Baqian's ears.

The head of the mountain bird is two meters and five meters high, and its back is about one meter and four meters above the ground. Any eight thousand ride is fine, but it can be compared with other people's mounts, just like a chick behind. Yes, it's cold.

He looked at Ren Baqian in front of him. These days, his son-in-law brothers who had tossed enough to find a sense of superiority, so that they could laugh at it.

On the one hand, it is because the mountain bird Ren Ranqian is riding, among many mounts, it is really ugly, just like a pile of gold and silver jewelry mixed with a piece of rusty broken iron. In other words, a group of handsome men and beautiful women mixed with a Huang Bo.

On the other hand, it's because Ren Baqian is lonely.

虽然 Although it is Da Yao here, you are also an outsider.

Yaren Yachi ignored the people behind him. Face is nothing to him, at least more than fate.

On the way out of the city, Ren Baqian looked at the person in front of him bored, and then guessed in his heart.

For example, a certain big man in the front can't sit firmly on the back of the mount. His body always leans forward and his hips are slumped. Ren Baqian thought maliciously that 80% of this person had hemorrhoids.

As to whether it is true, it doesn't matter. Anyway, Ren Baqian was afraid to ask.

I guess if I stepped forward and asked, "Do n’t you have hemorrhoids!" If it is on the earth, you have to be glared, not to mention here, Bacheng will pick up the guy at hand and open it directly to yourself .

I walked out of the city all the way, and the laughter at the back disappeared long ago. After all, it wasn't a group of mentally retarded children. Although it was ridiculed, when Ren Baqian did not respond, he couldn't laugh all the way, and he felt boring.

Not far from the city, I saw a rising sun rising from a distance.

When Ren Qianqian did not see the rising sun on Earth, it seems that everyone is accustomed to this natural phenomenon. Unless in some specific places, few people pay attention to it.

But looking at the fireball that is larger than the earth's sun here, I think it's still a little interesting, but I don't think it's too long before I start to glare and I have to look away.

Pedestrians are not slow. Although no cars are fast, the world can feel the strong wind blowing on the face, whether it is a cow or a sheep, and there is a large amount of dust that is trampled on the face. .

This is the important reason why Ren Baqian always looked sideways at the sun.

路 This road is a leveled dirt road. After a large group of mounts ran, the dust was lifted directly. The people behind were all eating dirt. Ren Baqian felt like he was rushing into a sand storm.

Li Renbaqian buried his head behind the mountain bird, wondering when a guard appeared next to him and shouted at himself: "Any lecturer, your Majesty call."

Bian Ren turned his head and saw that it was Shihu.

Most people think that their position is Si Ji, but this is only temporarily suspended. After the emperor Qingsheng passes, he has to return this position. His post is still a lecture at the Qingxin Temple in the palace.

"Let's go." Ren Baqian shouted, as Shi Hu turned the bird watching aside, speeding up and passing through the two officials in front of him, leaving a fragrant wind.

When Ren Renbaqian passed by, he turned his head and glanced at him, all of them were ashen-faced, like a coal kiln. As for what kind of manner, what kind of momentum, long gone.

It's true that some women cover their faces, and it seems that no matter which woman is more valued on the face.

The **** can be broken, and the hairstyle should not be messy. Although it is not correct, the meaning is similar.

Those people were also curious watching Ren Baqian riding a chicken all the way forward.

I had a guard leading the way, but I could guess that it was the call of the emperor. It seems that Ren Sizhen has been favored by the Emperor recently.

The smell of this mountain bird is too pungent. The mountain bird ran ahead, and the perfume smell went straight into the nose of everyone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ren Baqian came to the car, The cloth curtain in front of the car was pulled apart. It was a blue kite, beckoning towards Ren Baqian.

How can I get up at the eighteen one when he sees this marching car?

Fortunately, he didn't use him to think much. Shi Hu stretched his arms beside him and threw it. Ren Baqian felt a cloud of clouds and fog, while the blue kite on the car grabbed Ren Baqian with a smile and took off in the air. Putting your arms on the cart, the two are like passing.

I was relieved by my eight thousand, and I was really nervous before flying in the air. Then he arched his hand toward Qing Jie: "Thank you Qing Jie girl."

The Empress Dowager only seems to like red. At most, the white undercoat is exposed occasionally. At this time, it is still this dress, and the hair is simply inserted with a bun.

The maidservant carefully looked at Ren Baqian, and it was exactly the same as that of the seventh prince. If you didn't know that the mysterious history of Ren baqian was even more mysterious than that of Daxia, I'm afraid I really thought it was the offspring of Daxia.

"Have you prepared for this hunting?" The Empress asked softly.

"I made a little preparation, but Weichen is really not good at martial arts hunting and the like. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get up the mountain. It is better to tell the story to His Majesty at the foot of the mountain. It can also play a role in helping His Majesty to relieve boredom." Ren Baqian said quickly, It would be great if the Empress could accompany herself under the mountain.

The maidservant didn't care: "Even if you can't win the prize, you have to gain something. You are optimistic. If you can't even hunt, you will lose your face?"

I was speechless for eight thousand while, what logic is this? I haven't heard that being a teacher has to be martial arts, and being a cook has to be a special soldier.

But this is the logic of Dayao. Very inexplicable, and in line with the ancient people's impression.