Chapter 172: If You Want a Son, Approve the Memorials

He Yan looked at the empty courtyard, his face indifferent.

Men like him generally don't have any decisions they regret, but for Rong Yang to be raised in the Rong Wang Fu, it must be said that this was his fault. Originally, Rong Yang should have grown up in the Yan Guogong Fu, held in the palm of their hands.

As for asking Qin Bi? He Yan knew in his heart that he no longer had the qualifications.

The flower-viewing banquet hadn't ended when the Rong Shizi took his wife and children home. Getting off the carriage, Qin Bi held her young son, and Rong Juan held Rong Yang. The family met the Rong Wang Fu's illegitimate sons and daughters in the front courtyard.

Several illegitimate sons and daughters bowed: "Brother, sister-in-law are back."

The Rong Shizi said "Hmm," and then he and Qin Bi walked to the Shizi's courtyard. They returned early. It was still very hot in the summer afternoon. The maid put a small bed under the tree in the courtyard, and Qin Bi put her young son on the bed to play.

Rong Yang took out melon seeds: "Eat melon seeds, these are delicious."

Rong Juan took them: "Tsk, they are spiritual melon seeds."

Rong Juan gave them to Qin Bi to eat. Rong Yang turned his little head, so Qin Bi had to eat them. She had always held a grudge against He Yan for not treating Rong Yang well. Qin Bi cracked a melon seed and ate it. The little milk Tuanzi Rong Chi babbling, his little fist hit.

Rong Juan's eyes moved and asked Qin Bi: "Can he eat?"

Qin Bi loved to eat melon seeds, and Rong Yang also loved to eat them. Presumably, the young son followed them and loved to eat them too. Rong Juan, this father, held the principle that as long as his son wanted it, there was absolutely nothing he wouldn't give.

Qin Bi: "..."

"How about, give him a little bit?" Qin Bi was also someone who cherished children.

Qin Bi was very clear about this, so the Rong Shizi snatched to raise the child personally, and Qin Bi didn't care. The Rong Shizi was a powerful official, and his knowledge and ability were above hers, so he could definitely raise the child well.

She cherished the child by spoiling him. Qin Bi knew it wouldn't work.

Rong Juan called Rong Yang to the study. He couldn't delay his homework just because he went to the Yan Guogong Fu. Rong Juan put more effort into his eldest son. After all, Rong Juan didn't dare to hope that Qin Bi would be able to give birth to a second child after giving birth to Rong Yang.

Wife-killer and no children, that's not just talk.

The Great Yan Emperor didn't know anything. Hearing that Rong Yang had returned to the Rong Wang Fu, he immediately sent the little Imperial Prince to coax the little guy into the palace, and then, Eunuch Fu moved a stack of memorials.

Rong Yang saw it and ran away.

The Minister of War picked up the little Junzhu: "Little Shizi forgot his homework."

The Great Yan Emperor smiled: "Imperial nephew, bring the memorials."

Rong Yang was miserable, staying in the palace and not leaving. He wanted to eat the Imperial He He Bo Fu's food, drink the Imperial He He Bo Fu's drink, and eat all the spiritual food. He was the kind of child who couldn't be sent away, so he lived in the palace.

The Great Yan Emperor was dumbfounded, and the little Imperial Prince was also dumbfounded.

Finally, Rong Juan entered the palace to pick up the little Tuanzi, and also moved a stack of memorials.

On the way back, Rong Juan flipped through the memorials, picked out two, and sent the others to He Yan. If you want a son, approve the memorials. Rong Juan was on leave to raise the child and absolutely had no time to deal with memorials.

The two left behind were also Rong Yang's, who let Rong Yang not be clever and be caught by the Great Yan Emperor and his ministers.

Rong Yang went to find He Yan to send the memorials. Yan Guogong was speechless: "This Great Yan Emperor..."

He had nothing to say afterward. That was the Emperor, with a full fortune value, who didn't like to attend court, didn't like to approve memorials, only cared about eating, and had incredible fortune.

It was summer, and flowers were blooming. Rong Chi was raised by Rong Juan, and Qin Bi was restless.

Times were different now. Qin Bi was cherished by someone, and Rong Juan spoiled her.

"Rong Yang." Qin Bi was bored in the courtyard and called Rong Yang. The little guy looked up. Qin Bi got up from the small bed and said: "There are only two memorials, let's go out and play."

Rong Yang was confused: "I still have to cultivate."

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Juan returned from the study, followed by the first strategist, Lin Yao.

Rong Chi was lying on the small bed babbling. Rong Juan leaned over, his eyes gentle: "What are you babbling about again?"

The little milk Tuanzi recognized his father, waved his little hands happily, and kicked his little feet. Rong Juan was even more delighted and simply picked up his young son. The first strategist, Lin Yao, was already used to it.

"Go out and play with your mother." The Rong Shizi said.

Rong Yang was stunned for a moment and was happy. Qin Bi was also full of joy. The mother and son discussed going out to play. Rong Juan listened and listened, and it wasn't right. Rong Yang said he was going to the outskirts of Jingcheng to go spring outing and admire flowers, but Qin Bi liked to watch sword dancing.

The ones dancing with swords were all handsome men. Rong Juan looked at Luo Bi: "What are you going to do?"

"Go watch sword dancing!" Qin Bi was worried that Rong Juan wouldn't allow it and discussed: "Is it okay?"

Is it okay? The Rong Shizi stared at Qin Bi for a long time, wanting to say no, but this wife wasn't easy to marry, so whatever. Qin Bi wasn't an uneasy person, and the Rong Shizi had always known this.

"Go." Rong Juan agreed.

Having obtained the Rong Shizi's permission, Qin Bi had nothing to worry about. She took the things the child needed. Rong Yang also busied himself, bringing a maid, a nanny, a guard, and the first strategist, Lin Yao.

Qin Bi didn't like to bring too many people. Rong Juan followed her. With the first strategist Lin Yao's cultivation, he alone could protect Qin Bi and Rong Yang. The Rong Shizi stayed at home to raise his young son.

Rong Chi was too young, and the hot summer weather wasn't suitable for going out.

After tidying up, Qin Bi went over and took the Rong Shizi's arm: "Rong Yang and I are going out."

Rong Juan nodded and instructed: "Don't get hot."

Qin Bi nodded in response and happily went out with Rong Yang. She was looking forward to this outing. This was the most comfortable outing Qin Bi had had since transmigrating. No one managed her, and she wasn't lacking in silver.

After Qin Bi and Rong Yang got on the carriage and left, Rong Juan said to his young son: "Your mother and brother went out to play and didn't take you."

The little milk Tuanzi: "Ah ah."

Rong Juan laughed, sneered: "Watch sword dancing? You've got ability."

The mountainside outside Jingcheng was very lively, and people who went spring outing and admired flowers were endless. Rong Yang, despite his young age, was the child of a powerful official and Heir Apparent, and he knew a little about admiring flowers.

Qin Bi didn't understand the elegance of literati and poets, just passed by in a hurry, and called Rong Yang to the restaurant to watch sword dancing.

The first strategist Lin Yao also understood sword dancing, and he skillfully chose a table. In the dance floor, several martial cultivators were singing and dancing with swords. Many people watched and clapped and laughed, but it wasn't noisy.

A gentle lady at the neighboring table walked toward Qin Bi. ===== CHAPTER 173 =====

The little milk bun: "Ah, ah."

Rong Juan laughed, a chuckle: "Watching sword dancing? You've become quite capable."

The area by the mountains outside the capital was very lively; people out for spring outings and flower viewing in the summer were endless. Don't let Rong Yang's young age fool you; as the child of a powerful official and an heir, he knew a thing or two about flower viewing.

Qin Bi didn't understand the elegance of scholars and poets, so she just hurried past and called for Rong Yang to go to the restaurant to watch the sword dancing.

The top strategist Lin Yao also understood sword dancing, so he quite skillfully chose a table. In the dance arena, several martial cultivators were singing while sword dancing. At the neighboring table, a gentle lady walked toward Qin Bi.