Chapter 596 - Have a Lovely Baby Soon
The Empress's Gigolo
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The empress reclined on the couch with a glass of wine in one hand and watched Ren Baqian busily moving in and out. That baby Ting Ling, which Ren Baqian had just bought, was at her side, clutching the wine bottle with both paws and resting the bottle on its head. With its eyes continuously rolling around, it looked pitiful.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ren Baqian not only brought in ladles, pots, and pans from the imperial kitchen, but also mutton, beef, two fish, and some fruits.
The empress didnât like to eat fish since she couldnât handle the bones and also because she preferred big chunks of meat.
However, Ren Baqian liked to eat fish and would eat braised fish every three to five days. The imperial kitchen prepared it rather well.
( Boxno vel. co m ) According to Ren Baqian, the chef deserved a rating of five stars.
After all, the chefs in the imperial kitchen were quite talented, skilled, and knew how to control the fire when cooking. After getting some pointers from Ren Baqian, they improved even faster.
Ren Baqian put a cutting board on a stool, placed a piece of beef on the board, and cut it into thin slices. He turned to the empress and asked, âYour Majesty, do you know how to make meat filling?â
âMe?â The empress pointed at herself. She felt that it was ridiculous to expect her to make meat filling.
âYour exquisite hands shouldnât touch oily stuff, but itâs fun to do it occasionally. We will have dumplings tonight!â Ren Baqian declared as he wiped his hands with a cloth.
âDoes the empress prefer to mince the meat or knead the dumplings?â
The empress didnât like either of these chores, but seeing his high spirits, she didnât want to dampen them. She walked slowly across and took the knife from Ren Baqian. Soon, the hall was filled with the sounds of a knife chopping continuously on the board without almost any pause.
Ren Baqian looked on with admiration and said, âYour Majestyâs chopping method not only keeps out the water, but even the light canât shine through.â
30 seconds later, the empress handed the knife back to Ren Baqian, and the cutting board was full of minced meat.
Ren Baqian studied the cutting board and couldnât help saying, âThe cutting board seems to be one-inch thinner.â
âItâs only a cutting board!â the empress objected.
âIn other words, Your Majesty has mixed the sawdust generated from the top layer of the cutting board with the beef.â Ren Baqian didnât know whether to laugh or cry. âUnder these circumstances, we donât need to add vegetables.â
The empress paused, looked around, closed her eyes, and reclined on the couch as if she hadnât heard anything.
Ren Baqian looked at the empress who was pretending to be dead. It was better for him to do it himself as the empress wasnât really suited to do normal household chores.
He got the cutting board replaced, minced some more meat, and asked the empress when it was time to wrap the dumplings, âYour Majesty, do you want to try your hand at wrapping the dumplings?â
âI donât want to tryâjust use pure meat for the filling!â The empress took the wine bottle from the Ting Ling to pour herself a cup of wine and then put the wine bottle back on its head. Ting Ling stood there frozen and looked even more aggrieved.
How could he be treated as a wine rack?
âAre you sure it can be eaten that way?â Ren Baqian looked at her sideways.
âI mean what I say!â The empress glared at him.
Ren Baqian spent four hours wrapping dumplings, and his whole body was covered with white flour. The empress reclined on the couch, patiently watched him bustling about and curled her lips from time to time.
The empress liked to see this kind of scene.
After a long time, Ren Baqian brought out more than ten plates of dumplings.
âWhy does it look different?â the empress asked. The different fillings inside the dumplings made the color of the dumpling wrappers look different.
âThis has the pure meat that you want, and there arenât any vegetables at all.â Ren Baqian pushed half of the dumplings to her.
Ren Baqian had six or seven plates in front of him.
They sat across from each other and set Ting Ling free, but it didnât dare to run away. It stood like a human and looked at Ren Baqian expectantly, hoping that he would save it from its misery.
After adding two spoonfuls of sorghum wine, the taste of the bland dumplings was blended with the wine.
âIn Dayao, do you greet each other by saying âHappy New Year?ââ Ren Baqian asked.
âWe do not.â
âHappy New Year then!â Ren Baqian smiled.
The empress gave him a sidelong glance and thought about saying âHappy New Year,â but didnât do so.
She lowered her head and ate three dumplings before starting to frown. The dumplings werenât bad and the meat also wasnât bad, but the pure meat dumplings were only so-so⦠they were too boring.
She pushed half of her plates across and said, âSwap for yours.â
Ren Baqian laughed sneakily.
It was because he had suffered this before.
âWhatâs inside? Pineapple?â As the empress ate Ren Baqianâs dumplings, her eyes brightened.
âWell, these have pineapple, green Mongolian grass, and stonefish!â Ren Baqian was proud of his own innovative ability.
âThese have passion fruit and barbed turtle meatâ¦â
Ren Baqian pointed at the various plates and eagerly explained to the empress. With his skill and innovativeness, he felt that he could easily enter some competitions and win some accolades. By combining the sweet fragrance of fruits with the savory taste of fish and turtle meat, he had created exotic dishes.
Although the flavor was a bit strange, one would get used to it after eating it once.
The empress tasted every type of dumpling, silently took back her plates, and returned Ren Baqianâs plates to him.
Fortunately, there were fruits at the side, so she barely managed to eat the dumplings by eating fruit in between eating the dumplings.
After a tortuous dumpling meal, Ren Baqian dragged the empress out to fly the Kongming lanterns. 1
666 Kongming lanterns, each about half the height of a human, were placed all over the courtyard.
âCan this fly up to the sky?â the empress asked doubtfully. The frames were made of bamboo strips and covered with a layer of white cloth. There was also a small oil lamp inside.
âOf course. Does the empress have any wishes? Write it on the surface, and it will be taken to a place near Heaven where your wishes may be fulfilled.â Ren Baqian took out a stack of cloth strips and a pen.
âI can achieve what I want to do. Itâs useless to write down what I cannot do. You might as well send Li Fu up to the sky to stop him from brooding about it every day.â
âEven writing the phrase âMay the country be prosperous and the people at peaceâ will be good! Anyway, it gives you hope.â Ren Baqian laughed.
The empress proceeded to write the phrase âMay the country be prosperous and the people at peaceâ on a cloth strip before tying to the bottom of a Kongming lantern.
Ren Baqian wrote the words: âA bumper harvest.â
The empress then added, âGood weather for the crops.â
Ren Baqian: âNational fortune and prosperity.â
The empress: âStrong and prosperous country.â
The empress looked at him and finally thought of another phrase, âAlways in my heart.â
Ren Baqian took a pen and wrote: âHave a lovely baby soon.â
The empress blushed and sent Ren Baqian tumbling and flying with a kick to his leg.
Ren Baqian took a long time to hobble back and got someone to light the Kongming lanterns in order to send them soaring into the sky.
One by one, the Kongming lanterns rose gradually into the air and appeared like an ascending ladder to the sky as hundreds of them were at different heights. The scene at night was as beautiful as a painting.
The background was the stars of the Milky Way, and it was a study in contrast.
âWonât they drop down?â This thought suddenly occurred to the empress. She was worried that they would cause a fire if they were to drop down.
âYour Majesty, even if they were to fall in midair, the oil would be dispersed by the wind. Therefore, nothing will happen.
The empress was relieved to hear this and looked up to enjoy the scenery.
As the night wind blew, the Kongming lanterns, starting from the top, began to drift south of the city.
The lights in the night sky were seen by numerous people, causing many places began to liven up as many people came out of their rooms to watch the night sky after hearing about it.
Like the fireworks display from before, this beautiful scene was also breathtaking.
âItâs coming from the palace. Yagui must be the one responsible for this.â Tong Lan stood and pouted in the courtyard, but conceded and said, âItâs very beautiful. I wonder how itâs done? I will seek him out and learn from him.â
âThe mind is really ingenious!â Tong Zhenye said.
Looking at the night sky from their windows, many young ladies in House Yunyan were filled with envy and imagined the freedom they would have if they were the lanterns in the sky.
â¦
At an inn somewhere.
âZhuo Hua, come out and see.â A teenager kicked open the door of Zhao Huaâs room.
âXiong Baobao, donât you know how to knock on a door?â Zhuo Hua scolded.
âDonât be so pretentious!â the teenager said scornfully. He dragged Zhuo Hua into the courtyard by her hand and pointed at the sky, âLook!â
âHow beautiful!â When Zhuo Hua saw the scene in the sky, her eyes sparkled.
âAccording to the rumors, the fireworks display on Her Majestyâs birthday was even more beautiful, and itâs a pity that I didnât get to see it,â the teenager said somewhat regretfully.
On Jing Street, Li Fu reclined on a roof and looked at the night sky. He left his wine cup on the roof and disappeared in a flash. He then reappeared in midair, caught the lowest lantern, and dropped to the ground with it. After seeing how it was constructed, he became contemplative.
In the Qin Residence, Qin Chuan bellowed, âFetch my bow! I would like to see what these are.â
âFather, they are coming from the palace.â A young man with features similar to Qin Chuan pointed this out.
Qin Chuan looked at the Kongming lanterns, felt very curious, and was dying to find out. At most, he reckoned that the empress would kick him, so he boldly said, âThere isnât any harm. Just give me my bow.â
Soon after, Qin Chuan launched an arrow. The light of one lantern was extinguished, causing it to fall to the ground.
âSir, I have picked it up, and there are words written on it.â Soon, two guards came rushing back with a Kongming lantern in their arms.
âWhatâs written on it?â
âThe two of us are illiterate!â the two guards said sheepishly.
âUseless things.â Qin Chuan took the cloth strip and saw the words: âHave a lovely baby soon.â
He immediately perked up.
It was better not to think about the words written on this thing that flew out from the palace.
âFather, what is written on it?â The young man came over to take a look. He was unresponsive for a long time, then said, âI donât know anything.â
Qin Chuan immediately scolded, âNonsense, I just found out now.â
He decided that it was better not to let others know. Otherwise, the empress would be embarrassed and angry.
The next day at the Shi Residence, Shi Qing was shocked and asked, âWhat? Have a lovely baby soon? The empress and that little ra⦠Sir Qin, is this real?â
âWhy would I lie to you?â Qin Chuan looked at him with disgust.
Why is he suspecting me?
When have I ever lied to anyone?
When Qin Chuan came out of Shi Qingâs house humming a little tune, he suddenly realized something and slapped his own face. He clearly intended not to tell anyone else, but he couldnât control himself!