Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

"Woman? Today I want to show you what a woman is." Ren Baozhi glanced at him with disdain, and then fanned the air in front of her with her hand in disgust, "You have the nerve to say that others are stinky, but you, I don't know if you were just fished out of a dung vat, from head to toe, from your appearance to your words, you are all stinky.

Upon hearing this, Si Jiangchou stopped and looked in the direction of Ren Baozhi, like many bystanders watching the fun, with an expression as if it had nothing to do with him.

"You bitch, who are you calling stinky?" The man's face was twisted into a ball, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, like two pomegranate seeds about to burst.

He rushed forward, waving his fists, "I'm going to kill you today!"

Ren Baozhi didn't shy away, even sporting an unfathomable smile. "Do you know when the Empress and the Emperor will arrive? Do you know when the royal family and nobles will arrive? And how do you know there aren't any high-ranking families among this bustling crowd? Aren't you afraid that your foolish behavior of striking someone in the street might offend someone of high rank?"

At this time, a group of his friends who were watching the fun and not minding the trouble started to intervene: "Brother Goudan, let's just let this woman go. Just think of us as adults who don't bear grudges."

Although Brother Goudan has a bad temper, he is timid. When he heard what Ren Baozhi said and saw that the people behind her were not dressed like ordinary people, he began to feel nervous.

So he pretended to be dragged away by his friends, but he was still holding back his anger. As he walked away, he turned back and cursed, "You son of a bitch! Don't let me meet you again."

Ren Baozhi, however, had the expression of a good woman who doesn't want to fight with a man. She just sighed and said, "Oh, that's wrong. I have a mother and I'm not like Brother Goudan, whose father died and there's no one to take care of him."

"You bitch!" Goudan's eyes were so wide open that they looked like they were about to fall out of their sockets in the next second.

He was about to break free from his friends, but was knocked unconscious by one of them.

The man also complained: "He really is a dead father, he has no brains."

After saying that, his friends dragged him away.

When passing the corner, Goudan's head hit the wall of the neighborhood hard, and a piece of dirt was knocked off.

Oh, this is a crime of destroying urban infrastructure. According to the Wu Zhou law, the punishment is 70 strokes of the cane.

They are such useless things, and they can stigmatize them with the word "woman" at will?

Please, she is the well-known "Women Want to Fight" on Big Eyes Boy. If she dares to challenge me, I really can't tell who is the king.

In the crowd, an old lady carrying a vegetable basket praised: "What a spirited young lady! These scoundrels should have been taught a lesson long ago."

"Yeah, this guy usually does all sorts of sneaky things, and today his words were really too much."

The crowd echoed one after another, and the voices rose one after another.

Ren Baozhi felt a little inflated and elated by everyone's praises, wondering how she could be so powerful and brave.

The old lady took out a few eggs from the basket with a smile and pretended to put them into Ren Baozhi's arms: "These are eggs laid by our own chickens. Take some home, little hero."

Overwhelmed by the praise, Ren Baozhi's blood suddenly boiled. She said passionately, "How can the title of hero, which is only for men, be worthy of us women who stand tall and proud? Woman means female. I prefer grandma to call me 'heroine'."

Chen Lanyue, Yundu and others looked at each other. What should they do? It was so embarrassing. Could they pretend that they didn't know this person?

Even Yunjia, who loved to find fault the most, did not say anything at this time. A strong emotion called "embarrassment" spread in her heart. How could a woman speak so wildly in public?

"Okay, little heroine, you should accept these eggs. My hands are getting sore from holding them." The old lady held the eggs and moved her hand towards Ren Baozhi.

Ren Baozhi politely pushed the old lady's hand holding the egg back and said, "Auntie, you should keep the egg for yourself. I appreciate your kindness."

The old lady may not have been able to delve into the subtle differences between a "heroine" and a "hero", but after hearing this, Si Jiangchou's originally nonchalant expression became tinged with interest.

After watching the whole show, Si Jiangchou slowly moved to Ren Baozhi's front, followed by a burly guard, silent as a mountain.

Si Jiangchou bowed slightly and said, "I am deeply grateful for your help, Madam Yingxiong."

"I just can't stand these people gossiping," Ren Baozhi glanced at the female soldiers behind her and said jokingly, "I'm afraid Madam Si doesn't need me to take action."

"I cannot refuse your kindness, my lady." Si Jiangchou gently took off a silver-gilt, hollowed-out floral hairpin from her head and handed it to Ren Baozhi. "Although this gift is small, it is a token of my heart. I hope you will accept it."

Ren Baozhi didn't understand these hair ornaments, but she knew they were intricate and ornate, and must be worth a fortune. She gladly accepted them, saying, "Thank you, Madam Si, for your kindness. It would be disrespectful for me to refuse."

Si Jiangchou was slightly surprised, with a glint of inquiry in his eyes, and the mechanical curve of his lips finally changed slightly: "In this case, Chou'er will not bother Madam Yingxi anymore. If there is a chance, I hope to meet you again someday."

Ren Baozhi didn't like the way she looked at him, as if she could see through him completely, but she was still grateful for what she had done, so she smiled and said, "See you again if we're lucky."

Si Jiangchou's eyes flickered, and she opened her red lips slightly: "It seems that Madam Yingxiong is unwilling to see Chou'er again."

Seeing Ren Baozhi's surprised expression, she knew she had guessed correctly: "Since Madam Yingxi doesn't like Chou'er, then Chou'er will leave now."

After saying that, he walked forward with his guards.

A soft laugh was heard, and Si Jiangchou left behind an ambiguous poem without even turning back: "The flowers and the moon in the mirror are hard to keep, who can understand the separation and reunion of fate?"

She did not stop, and her back gradually walked away, but her poems lingered softly in Ren Baozhi's ears and could not be shaken off no matter what.

At the middle of the Si hour, the musicians of the Taichang Temple had already lined up in front, dispersing the bustling crowd to the left and right, leaving a large open space in the middle.

The musicians played various instruments with great skill, and the conversations in the crowd gradually died down. In the end, only the passionate music could be heard.

The people were all looking forward to it.

Amid the music, a mighty procession slowly approached from afar. The procession of tens of thousands of people, together with yurt tents, horses, cattle, alpacas and other livestock, stretched for hundreds of miles and was extremely spectacular.

At the head of the team were a woman and a man sitting on a phoenix chariot and a dragon carriage. The woman was none other than the current emperor, Wu Wencang. She was over forty years old and was dressed in a formal and gorgeous dress that was complicated in style yet steady.

Wu Wencang smiled and nodded to the people on the roadside, looking like a loving mother who rules the country.

Wherever he passed, the people knelt down and saluted, shouting "Long live the emperor" in unison, not daring to look directly at the emperor.

Ren Baozhi was fortunate enough to meet the Queen's deep eyes. At this moment, she seemed to see something deeper in these eyes through the Queen's kind appearance.

But that look was too complicated, like a deep and lonely whirlpool.

A loud voice came from my ear: "Since you are meeting the Emperor, why don't you bow?"