Chapter 200: Give Me a Definite Answer

Qin Di nodded; he would certainly not decline.

Summoning rain meant the entire Great Yan would experience rainfall in succession; nothing was more important than summoning rain. Qin Di found it hard to believe Qin Bi would be perfunctory about summoning rain just because of Qin He; this child knew priorities.

After the meeting dispersed, Marquis Qin Yan returned to the main courtyard and brought up the matter.

The Young Master's wife was also present; she looked at Marquis Qin Yan's wife in surprise. Was there another twist? They had only seen Qin He summon; they had not seen how Qin Bi summoned, and the wind blowing over the Hou Fu's fertile fields had not been strong.

"If it is truly so..." Marquis Qin Yan's wife received the Young Master's wife's gaze, pondered briefly, and said, "We should not have let Qin He and Qin Bi summon on the same day; separating their summoning would have avoided so much trouble."

Young Master Qin Yan said, "No one arranged for them to summon on the same day."

The Young Master's wife whispered, "It seems Qin Bi proposed summoning rain for the Hou Fu's fertile fields first, and Qin He followed a step behind. Before that, Qin He had not mentioned a single word about summoning rain for our Hou Fu."

The living room fell silent for a moment; several people were lost in thought. The Young Master's wife's implied meaning was not hard to understand.

It was difficult to say Qin He deliberately squeezed in to summon on the same day, but Qin Bi certainly had no intention of summoning on the same day as Qin He. As for Qin He? That was harder to say. Previously, the people of the Hou Fu had not thought much of it, but with the number of times increasing, they could no longer help but think more deeply.

"This Qin He." Marquis Qin Yan could not speak ill of his second younger brother's illegitimate daughter; speaking too harshly would make it hard for Qin He to hold her head up. Yet if Qin He had ulterior motives, she would simply ruin a great matter: "Why does she always cling to Qin Bi?"

Upon hearing this, several pairs of eyes in Marquis Qin Yan's wife's group flickered; they all felt Qin He never acted without profit. Marquis Qin Yan's wife knew that Qin He was sharp as a tack and never took a loss.

In recent years, the eldest branch and Qin He had opened shops together. Marquis Qin Yan's wife had seen Qin He's shrewdness firsthand; they had always made a good profit. Marquis Qin Yan's wife did not argue with Qin He, but she was clear in her heart that Qin He liked to treat others as extreme relatives.

"If others did this." Marquis Qin Yan's wife smiled, her smile faint and light, carrying a hint of mockery: "Qin He would accuse others of being extreme relatives. She would not have done such a thing before; I wonder what she is thinking."

Marquis Qin Yan's face darkened, and Qin Yan furrowed his brows as well; they were most annoyed by the "extreme relatives" Qin He constantly mentioned.

What was Qin He thinking? She probably harbored a desire to compete.

The Young Master's wife said, "Qin He's personality is sharp-tipped; she must be better than others in every way."

Qin Yan's mouth twitched. This time she was better than others; so many cultivators had borrowed power to summon rain, and none of them were injured, yet only Qin He and Fu Bao, mother and son, were severely injured.

Both Qin He and Fu Bao had collapsed; they were better than anyone else at this. Their good reputation for caring about the Great Yan was now out there.

Young Master Qin Yan's thoughts were not wrong. After these two summonings of rain, Fu Bao had fallen into a coma and Qin He had vomited blood. Whether rain was summoned or not was secondary; their good reputation was now out there.

The streets and alleys of Jingcheng all praised Qin He's righteousness, saying she had suffered hardships to summon rain.

Early the next morning, Qin Bi heard the rumors; it was not surprising, as she had expected it. Every time before summoning, Qin He spoke better than she sang. Besides, Fu Bao and Qin He had indeed been injured because of the summoning.

Qin Bi chuckled lightly; in that case, the wind had stopped blowing.

No wind, no fire, not a drop of rain fell.

"Guard." Qin Bi spoke.

The guard bowed: "Young Master's Wife."

"Go to Marquis Qin Yan's residence and tell Young Master Qin Yan, as well as my eldest brother Qin Tang, that there will be no summoning today." Qin Bi said, "We will choose another day to summon; go attend to your affairs."

The guard received the order and left. Rong Juan, the Rong Young Master, heard this under the corridor and could not help but chuckle softly.

This was truly willful! Fortunately, he indulged her.

The guard beside him stepped forward. The Rong Young Master said, "Go to the palace and tell the Emperor that there is no need to send anyone."

Yesterday, the Great Yan Emperor had already sent Eunuch Fu to the Rong Wang Fu to inform that the Prime Minister and the Minister of War would come to watch the Young Master's Wife summon rain. The Rong Young Master was no ordinary person; without a greeting, a ruler and a subject meeting easily created suspicion.

The guard went to the palace; soon, people were sent from both the palace and Marquis Qin Yan's residence.

"Summoning must be done early; wasn't it agreed that we would summon?" Eunuch Fu asked.

The Rong Young Master: "..."

He could only make up a reason. The Rong Young Master said, "There are no cloud clusters; it is not good for summoning."

Qin Bi was acting willfully and recklessly, but she could not be so willful as to do it before the Emperor. Rong Juan had never intended to be Emperor in this life; the proper rites between ruler and subject must not be crossed. He did not need to expend effort on perfunctory words.

Even cultivators summoning rain needed to choose a day with many cloud clusters.

Qin Tang, Young Master Qin Yan, and Qin Lang had come together. Qin Tang and Qin Yan actually believed it. Qin Lang looked up at the sky; it was only early morning, and he could feel the heat. Comparing it, it was not hotter than yesterday.

Qin Lang moved his mouth, wanting to say that there had been no cloud clusters yesterday either, yet vast dark clouds had been summoned just the same. These words reached his lips, but Qin Lang did not speak them out loud; the people from the palace had not left yet.

After Eunuch Fu left, Qin Bi held her youngest son and Rong Yang and played in the courtyard.

Qin Yan said nothing more, asking only, "On which day will you summon rain?"

Hearing this, Qin Bi thought carefully: "Tomorrow afternoon."

No one knew what the weather would be tomorrow, yet Qin Bi had chosen tomorrow. Qin Lang smiled and said, "Sister, are you not afraid there will be few cloud clusters tomorrow?"

The reason for not summoning today was that there were few cloud clusters. The summer heat was intense; the scorching summer days were like fireballs falling from the sky. On any day, cloud clusters were scarce, unless there was a weather system, but the problem was he had no weather system!

There were no outsiders in the courtyard; Qin Bi also smiled. Everyone knew the truth.

Few cloud clusters were merely a perfunctory excuse, meant to fool people.

Qin Tang sighed helplessly: "Qin Bi, summoning is no small matter."

Qin Bi did not listen; she did as she pleased. Qin Tang was so angry he laughed.

Worried that Luo Bi might change her mind again, Qin Yan asked once more: "Have you decided to summon rain tomorrow? Do not change your mind again tomorrow. The crops in the farmland cannot withstand it. If rain can be summoned, it is better to do it as soon as possible."

Qin Bi gave no definite answer: "We shall see. I only summon wind; perhaps it will not rain."

Therefore, those with ability should find other methods and not pin their hopes on her.

Qin Yan: "..."

It would be better to go back quickly and find several more summoning magic treasures, then gather the family's cultivators to summon rain themselves! Judging by Qin Bi's attitude, she did not take summoning seriously at all.

Qin Yan and Qin Tang took their leave of the Rong Young Master. Qin Lag fell a step behind and said to Qin Bi: "Sister, give me a definite answer. Will it rain tomorrow?"

Qin Bi shook her head: "Only wind, no rain."

Qin Lang: "..."

The little lump Rong Yang standing beside Qin Bi: "..."

"Why?" Qin Lang said, "Qin He has vomited blood and fallen into a coma, and Fu Bao's injuries have not healed."

Qin Bi answered: "Qin He is not dead; she is alive."

Qin Lang looked completely confused: "She cannot get up."

"Hard to say." Qin Bi shook her head and said, "Qin He is protected by the Heavenly Dao. When it is time to snatch credit, she can still get up. If she wants to mooch off my summoning technique, she can dream on."