The Empress’s Gigolo

Some people were here before Ren Baqian. A few men in red and purple dresses went directly into the palace with almost no stay, and some of them sent the gifts down to the side and waited outside the palace.

Ren Baqian listened to a few, and those followers would read aloud when they wrote the gift, such as thirteen warm sungrass and a handful of magic soldiers.

Waiting for a while, Ren Baqian pondered a bit while filling in the gifts. Not to mention the people in the other three countries, I am afraid that there are many gifts given to officials from the middle and small countries, plus people from the other three countries. I'm afraid the number is huge.

It is impossible for the empress to look at everyone's eyes. At most, they will pick people who are interested to show it up. The others will be sent directly to the treasury of the royal family. In this way, how to write the gift is very important.

After all, if this thing wasn't delivered to the Empress, then the **** is not photographed. Other people's things can be a bit ordinary. After all, their identity is there. It doesn't matter if the gift they give is not as shabby.

He is different from all the officials of Dayao.

Reporting the name, everyone around him looked surprised at Ren Baqian.

But anyway, he is also an official from Liupin, so naturally nobody said anything.

I just feel a little louder.

After the dedication was finished, someone naturally put things into the palace. As for the list of gift offerings, the Empress would have purpose.

Ren Baqian waved his hands at the iron knife and rattan gourd, signalling that they could go back first and walked into the palace by themselves.

There is a maid leading the way, not far away, there are others coming in under the leadership of the maid. Ren Baqian didn't look back and forth, and followed in peace to a large and strange palace.

At this time, the two rows in the palace were full of case tables. It was very good to have eight thousand minds. There were two chairs behind the case table, which was much more comfortable than kneeling in the costume play.

There are not many people inside. The short hair or bald man sitting on the left side of the hall sits and laughs loudly. The voices are very messy. Several people from the other three countries have arrived, all sitting behind the case and closing their eyes.

Ren Baqian didn't attract anyone's attention when he went in. His position was on the leftmost side near the gate. He was taken to the seat and thanked the maid, then sat in his seat for a while.

Next, he saw a lot of North Korean and Chinese big guys, but he didn't know any of them.

The Korean and Chinese big men who came later were basically men with short hair or bald heads, strong bodies, and women all looked valiant. They also wore dresses, which were more complicated than men's dresses.

The female officials of Dayao are not in the palace like in ancient China. The proportion of women in the officialdom of Dayao is not low. After all, the strength of the emperor is Dayao first, and the ancient women are not necessarily weaker than men.

However, most of the women of the ancient ethnic group are in the Ministry of Households and Officials, who are responsible for the taxation of money and grain and the assessment of officials.

The mother of that Liu Ruoyao was the Secretary of Taifu, who was in charge of money and food.

Within a moment, the emptiness son, Ning Caichen and others also came. Ning Caichen's spiritual sword did not know where to put it, but he came alone. The same is true of the Emptiness Boy.

What made Ren Qianqian slightly surprised was that Ning Caichen actually sat a little forward in the middle of the hall, while the Emptiness Boy was a little back in the middle, but the two were only seven or eight positions apart.

As time passed, the empty hall almost began to fill, and the first few seats on both sides remained empty.

The people who come in next are all real gangsters, such as the second veteran. There are still three vacancies at the front. In addition to the second veteran, there is one position. I don't know who it is.

Then the Seventh Prince of Daxia also arrived. This time, the guests of the Three Kingdoms respected him, and naturally he was on the right.

After the seventh prince came in, he looked directly at Ren Baqian's position, and nodded toward the person with the same face as him.

Not only him, when he came in, others also looked at him and Ren Baqian.

After all, two people who are exactly the same, one is the seven princes of Daxia and one is a Chongliu official from Dayao, which makes many people find it interesting.

When Ren Baqian saw the seventh prince, the last impulse surged in his heart, and he felt stronger than the last time, which made him narrow his eyes slightly.

After the seventh prince took the person to the upper right seat and sat down, Ren Baqian lowered his head slightly, and set his eyes on the table, holding his hands tightly and then releasing.

When the palace door came forward, an old man who was much thinner and not as straight as other ancient people, the noise in the palace was much smaller, and then everyone got up and saluted, even those rampant army soldiers After seeing him, the guys made their voices a little bit lower.

This person is the elder Shi Qing, officially because of his presence, Shijiazhaizi can have so many people in the palace.

Such as Shi Hu, such as Shi Wanshan.

Shi Qing, dressed in a crimson dress, was extremely festive. If it wasn't for a scar on her face, it would be almost the same as the old man on the street.

In the same crimson gown, the young and old-fashioned Zou Hai and Shi Qing came in almost front and back. After the two of them arrived, the noise in the palace was much smaller, and the others were a little quieter.

The two sat down on the left, two or three, and only the first was still empty. Many people's eyes drifted away from time to time.

Even if he was eight thousand, he probably guessed who that position was.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a middle-aged man with a normal appearance and a towering mountain standing there entered the temple, and everyone was quiet. Not even when the elders came in.

Everyone stood up, this is a respect for the strong.

"Master Hongwu!" Everyone saluted. Especially those in the army, the voice is the loudest.

The people in the three countries on the right also put their eyes on this man who is arguably the most prestigious of Da Yao. Everyone is curious about Hong Wu.

When Hongwu sat down, the voice in the hall was much lower again, and everyone knew that the dinner was about to begin.

Ren Baqian also readjusted his mood at this time, looked in the opposite direction, and sat in a row of small white faces ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are all kinds, handsome and handsome, handsome and pressing, flowers Prodigal, melancholy ...

If they were released to several other countries, this group of people would go there, maybe they could really attract a lot of screams from the Huaichun girls, and they would make a good relationship.

But think about the cool temperament and force of the Empress, Ren Baqian feels that these people are not playing.

After all, the Empress is not a little girl who hasn't seen the market at the age of fifteen or six. She can cheat with a face. Even if your eyes can discharge, it is useless.

Just as Ren Baqian was thinking and scoring while thinking about it, a team of maids also brought up the dishes.

The palace is really quiet now.

It's silent.

Everyone looked at the dishes in front of them, all in their heads: "What the **** is this?"

Hong Wu looked at the dishes in front of him, and his skin was twitching. His Majesty was forced to die all together?