Chapter 10: The Butler of the Prime Minister's Residence

Human Infant Growth System

Host: Wang Ping'an

Level: lv1

Energy: 1/1000

Merit: 4

Spirit Power: 1

Talents: Benevolent Heart【Entry】, a Bit of Vast Qi【Entry】, Motherly Love, Dao Heart【Entry】, Sword Bone【Entry】

Skills: Soul Salvation【Entry】, Technique【Proficient】, Thousand-Character Classic【Entry】, Beast Taming【Entry】

Cultivation Method: Purple Qi Scripture【Entry】

Pet: Little Black Dog【Normal】 (Unnamed)

Wang Ping'an mutters a word to himself, and the next moment a light panel materializes before his eyes; gazing at the string of data on it, a look of smug satisfaction involuntarily spreads across his face.

How long has it been?

Already so many talents, skills, cultivation methods, pets and the like…

If he truly waits until he grows up, he can't even imagine how powerful he'll become.

Later.

When Liu Dongzhu first cradles Wang Ping'an back onto the lounge chair to bask in the sun, Wang Ping'an bursts into wailing again; Liu Dongzhu instantly unfastens her clothing, places a milk trough before Wang Ping'an, lets him drink, and scolds with a chuckle, saying:

"You little brat, you've been drinking the milk, that makes you a Great Benevolent Person Reincarnation—I see you, you're clearly a reincarnated lazy pig!"

Wang Ping'an ignores his mother's sarcastic tone; as the old saying goes: being able to eat is a blessing, and at his age—just born—it's proper to drink plenty of milk so he can grow up healthy.

"Clop!", "Clop!", "Clop…"

A series of muffled horse‑hoof sounds and carriage rattles arise; soon a splendid carriage stops at the house door, followed by a squad of mounted warriors, and from the carriage steps a richly dressed, affluent gentleman.

Wang Lin hurriedly puts down his work, greets him, his aged face full of smiles, and says: "Esteemed guest, may I ask what business you have?"

Liu Ankang, with a flattering smile, says: "Elder, are you the father of Wang the Tanhua?"

Wang Lin's expression turns cold, and says: "You've got the wrong person; there's no Wang the Tanhua here, let alone his father!"

"Village Chief?"

As Liu Ankang's words finish, a white‑haired elderly man walks over from beside him, the Village Chief of Hutou Gou, Cheng Yong, explaining:

"Old Wang, this esteemed guest comes from the Capital City; he was formerly the Liu steward of the Prime Minister's Residence, and now serves as the butler of your family's Ruhai household. Your Ruhai is doing well, having bought a large mansion in the Capital City. This time the Liu steward has come to escort you and Zhang Guihua to the Capital City to enjoy a blessed life!"

As soon as he finishes speaking, Cheng Yong's face turns oddly; he hasn't forgotten that yesterday Wang Lin held a funeral for Wang Ruhai at home, and this morning he had people help carry the body to be buried in Old Wang's family graveyard!

The story has already spread wildly through Hutou Gou; even a three‑year‑old knows it.

He never imagined Wang Ruhai would so quickly come to escort his parents to the Capital City for a blessed life; nine times out of ten, he hadn't even received a letter from the scholar.

"To escort me and Zhang Guihua to the Capital City for a blessed life—does that mean leaving my great‑grandson and my daughter‑in‑law here to suffer?"

Wang Lin sneers, his gaze burning with flame‑like anger, his face darkening, and says:

"Liu the steward, I think you've got the wrong person. My son is also named Wang Ruhai, but he's not a Tanhua; he was on his way to the Capital for the imperial exams when he was attacked by beasts, lost his life, and left no remains. You should withdraw!"

"Go back and tell that brute his parents have long been dead; we have no such son!"

Zhang Guihua curses loudly.

"Two elders…"

Liu the steward's complexion turns sour, he seems about to speak, but Cheng Yong hurriedly interjects: "Liu, perhaps you should return and deliberate at length first?"

"Alright!"

Liu the steward takes a deep breath, then exhales a heavy gust, saying: "You two elders consider it for now; I'll come again tomorrow to fetch you!"

Finishing his words, Liu the steward turns to leave; out of the corner of his eye he spots Liu Dongzhu lying in the lounge chair under the sun at the courtyard's center, his posture freezes, his gaze sweeps over Liu Dongzhu and the infant nursing in her arms, then he withdraws his stare, turns, and walks back into the carriage.

Wang Ping'an immediately stops drinking milk, feels a hostile stare, looks up, and just catches Liu the steward's departing back; 'Hope was my illusion!'

Although he says that, Wang Ping'an's heart is filled with worry; alas, he's still too young to even speak, otherwise he'd truly wish to visit Xuanqing Temple and ask Xuanqing Daozhang to intervene, to settle at his home.

From the TV dramas he watched in his past life and the history he knows, a wealthy household like this could not possibly commit such vile deeds?

Killing a family or two of common folk, they'd be completely unafraid of legal punishment.

His grandparents, having just seen Liu the steward eat bear's heart and leopard's gall, he wouldn't dare harm those two elders, but his mother and he are another matter.

After all, one of his masters is the Prime Minister's daughter, and women are the most jealous.

That Prime Minister's daughter is his father's new lover; how many new lovers could tolerate a man's former love and offspring?

After Zhang Guihua and Liu Ankang's party depart, no longer as harsh as before, she comes before Liu Dongzhu, tearfully saying: "Dongzhu, our family has wronged you, giving birth to a creature worse than a pig or dog!"

"Mother, I grew up in our home; if not for you and father, I would have starved to death long ago!"

Liu Dongzhu, though also deeply saddened, sees that this Liu the steward has ignored her and her Ping'an from the start, showing she holds no standing in Wang Ruhai's eyes.

Otherwise.

This novel you…

…would not think of escorting his parents to the Capital City for a blessed life, completely ignoring her and her family's Ping'an.

But Zhang Guihua and Wang Lin's behavior warms her heart.

Zhang Guihua worries: "Old man, I think these people come with ill intent; should we invite the scholar to discuss a strategy?"

"Hmph! If they come with ill intent, does that brute dare to endanger our lives, or dare to force‑bind the two of us to the Capital?"

Wang Lin curses: "If that brute truly dares to force‑bind me to the Capital, I'll stake my old life to ensure he never gets away!"

Evening.

Because Wang Ruhai suddenly arranged people from the Capital to fetch his parents for a blessed life, the Wang family's dinner tonight was tasteless.

Even though Zhang Guihua kept finding excuse after excuse to let Liu Dongzhu eat more.

Liu Dongzhu still only took a few bites, then took Wang Ping'an back to the bedroom.

Wang Ping'an lay on the baby cot, watching Liu Dongzhu lie on the bed, covered with a blanket, silently weeping, and his heart was filled with a piercing pain.

Unfortunately.

He can't even speak, so he has no way to comfort, and a good cry is also beneficial, lest it stay bottled up and break him.

Of course.

Fortunately, he is there, giving his mother something to hold onto; otherwise, with his mother's mindset, facing such a situation could very likely have led her to a dead end.

Wang Ping'an watched the little black dog circling his baby cot, instinctively used the skill—Beast Taming, and shortly a mechanical, cold voice rang in his mind.

"Ding! You flawlessly used the skill—Beast Taming once, and you have obtained the skill—Pet's Eye 【Entry Level】!"

(End of Chapter)