Ren Baqian walked back to Pingleyuan, flipped through the three erotic pictures in his hand, and then shamelessly erected the flag.

It is worthy of being a royal collection, and the paintings are vivid. In terms of the painting skills alone, Ren Baqian feels that it is no worse than those famous painters.

For example, Van Gogh!

The three books in his hand are much more realistic than the ones he painted.

However, the main reason for raising the flag is that I have been practicing boy skills since I was chosen as my husband by the empress.

Whoever practices knows.

I didn't dare to sleep on my stomach, and I woke up in the morning, there were holes in the bed board.

Putting the erotic palace map (dual practice technique) on the table, Ren Baqian remembered another thing.

The fertility rate of the ancient tribe is low, partly because the people of the ancient tribe like to commit suicide, partly because they are too strong and have difficulty in fertility.

Both of these points are easy to understand.

Like insects, there are thousands of them. Amphibious reptiles can give birth to dozens of them at a time, while cats and dogs are born in one litter, but the number has also dropped to single digits.

The higher the biological fertility rate, the lower the rate.

The ancient tribes belong to both humans, but their strength is much stronger than ordinary people, so it is understandable that the fertility rate is low.

In addition to the above two reasons, there is another very important reason. The ancient tribes rarely applaud love.

Humans are creatures that are in heat all year round, and the same is true for the ancient tribe, but they are much less frequent than ordinary people.

In this era, all countries go home to sleep and have children when it gets dark.

When it comes to the ancient tribe, it turns out to be dark and go home to sleep and beat the child...

Therefore, although the average life expectancy of the ancient tribe is much higher than that of other countries, the fertility rate is pitifully low.

Ren Baqian has no choice for the first two reasons.

But the third reason is that you can think of some solutions.

But this matter cannot be known to be done by oneself.

Otherwise, a hundred years later, people wrote: Ren Baqian, the husband of the third emperor of Dayao, Prince Dayao, the founder of Zizhu Academy, the leader of the thought, a famous physicist and chemist, opened the prelude to modern science and led the construction of modernism in Dayao.

In addition, he is also the inventor and advocate of adult teaching films, and has made indelible contributions to the promotion of erotic paintings and adult teaching films... He is known as an advanced educator!

Can you still be a human being?

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that the empress knows...

Ren Baqian feels that he is better to be a good person who is not good for others, and is dedicated to enriching the people's amateur activities, and is a good person who does not leave his name behind.

He made up his mind to be a good person, and Ren Baqian put three books on the head of the bed and went to the empress's bedroom.

On the way, I saw several female officials directing the maids to clean up the busy house. Before the two got married, the palace would be cleaned up as a whole.

When I entered the bedroom, I saw the empress sitting on the couch with a computer screen, with cake in her left hand and wine in her right hand. Her heart was standing at the bottom: "Your Majesty, Izumo's people are here, there are more than 4,000 people."

"Let the Ministry of Rites make arrangements." The empress waved.

Ren Baqian knew what was going on when he heard it, and probably he was entrusted by the old Shi Qing, the old man who was in charge of his heart.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, haven't you seen the former Emperor Izumo?"

Heartbroken turned his head and gave Ren Baqian a grateful look.

Logically speaking, after the emperor of a country has expanded its territory, he should be very interested in another loser.

After all, when they reach their status, it should be a great pleasure to see another person of the same status surrender under his seat and be able to control the other party's power of life and death.

However, it has been more than a month since the empress returned, and she didn't even have any interest in Emperor Izumo, so she didn't bother to pay attention to it when she mentioned it.

Now all the people who came to give gifts in Izumo have arrived, and the emperor is still hanging in prison. Not only the emperor, but also the queen, concubine, etc., there are more than a dozen.

"What's there to see? I'm not interested in a son emperor." The empress's words almost made Ren Baqian laugh. Where did the empress hear this?

But it's almost the same to say that the other party is a son emperor.

He is quite old, twenty-three years old.

He was promoted to the throne at the age of eleven, and since then almost all the power fell into Zheng Chengmian's hands.

This emperor is just a name.

If Izumo was not destroyed, the emperor might have been awakened for more than ten or twenty years, or had been drunk and dreaming, and there would always be a possibility.

But now even Izumo is gone.

"Go and meet him. If you are at peace, find him a house in the city and let him spend the rest of his life. If you have any complaints, you will cut him off and hang him on the top of the city." The empress thought for a while and glanced at him.

"Is it not appropriate to be a minister?" Ren Baqian smiled bitterly.

After all, he is the emperor of a country, so let himself decide his life and death?

"If you want to go, go, what's wrong with it? You are also my Da Yao...the quasi-prince." The empress paused when she said the last three words.

"I'm not interested in wasting time on a child emperor."

Ren Baqian thought the biggest reason was that he was fascinated by the fantasy love magic action ethics science fiction TV series.

"How many episodes have Your Majesty seen?" Ren Baqian couldn't help asking.

"Three Hundred and Eighty Two! Don't you like to watch it?" The Empress answered casually, which made Ren Baqian a little shocked. If you remember correctly, episodes of 382 are only half.

Ren Baqian sighed and bowed to the empress: "Your Majesty, that's the minister, then come back to report to you."

"Wait!" The empress suddenly remembered something and raised her head.

"His Majesty?"

"I heard that his queen is quite delicate, don't look around!" The empress wrinkled her nose.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it is not as beautiful as Your Majesty!" Ren Baqian bowed and then stepped down. However, he became curious. The empress could ask for a word alone, but she didn't know what it would look like.

"Where are they locked up?" Ren Baqian looked at his heart after leaving the bedroom.

"In the prison of the Ministry of War." Xinbiao wore red metal framed glasses and iron armor, which had a unique flavor.

However, one lens cracked, and half of the lens was covered with cracks, but it had not broken yet, which was a miracle.

Noting Ren Baqian's gaze, his heart serked and his face calmed down: "I accidentally encountered it when practicing martial arts."

"I remember I made ten pairs for you at that time?"

"It's all broken, this is the most complete."

"I understand, I'll help you bring more pairs next time."

"Thank you, Lord Ren." Xinzhe's face, which was as cold as the empress, finally had a little more expression on her face, and she looked happy.

He rushed to the Ministry of War with his guards.

"Why is the head of Ren Mansion?" Qin Chuan, the lifelong enemy of Tong Zhenye, was a little curious about the shameless old gangster.

After all, Ren Baqian went to the Ministry of Works more often, and very few came to the Ministry of War.

"Queen Izumo, cough cough cough cough cough cough, where is the emperor locked up?" Ren Baqian almost choked himself to death.

Qin Chuan was shocked.

Looking up and down, Ren Baqian several times: "Is it the emperor or the queen?"

"It's the emperor. Your Majesty doesn't want to see him, so let me see his condition." Ren Baqian said hurriedly.

"The first sentence said by the ancients is usually the truth!" Qin Chuan grinned with a big beard on his face, as if he was quite happy to see the fellows.

Ren Baqian:...

Are you an ancient?
Chapter completed!