Chapter 200: Give Me a Firm Word

Qin Di nodded, naturally not refusing.

Bringing rain would mean the entire Great Yan would gradually have rain. Nothing was more important than summoning rain. Qin Di didn't quite believe that Qin Bi was perfunctory in summoning because of Qin He; this child knew the importance.

The discussion dispersed, and the Qin Yan Hou returned to the main courtyard and mentioned this matter.

He He Shizi's wife was also there, looking at the Qin Yan Hou's wife in surprise. There was this? They only saw Qin He summoning, and didn't see how Qin Bi summoned. The wind in the Marquis Manor's fields wasn't strong either.

"If it really is so..." The Qin Yan Hou's wife received the Heir's wife's gaze, pondered for a moment, and said, "It shouldn't have been arranged for Qin He and Qin Bi to summon on the same day. There wouldn't be so many things if they summoned separately."

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

He He Shizi's wife said in a low voice, "It seems like Qin Bi first proposed summoning rain for the Marquis Manor's fertile fields, and Qin He followed a step behind. Before this, Qin He hadn't mentioned summoning rain for our Marquis Manor at all."

The living room was silent for a moment. Several people were thoughtful. The implication of the Heir's wife was not hard to understand.

It was hard to say that Qin He deliberately squeezed into the same day to summon, but Qin Bi definitely didn't mean to summon on the same day as Qin He. As for Qin He? It was hard to say. In the past, people in the Marquis Manor didn't think much about it, but after the number of times increased, they couldn't help but think more.

"This Qin He." The Qin Yan Hou couldn't say that the second brother's concubine's daughter was bad. If he said it too heavily, Qin He wouldn't be easy to deal with. But if Qin He had other intentions, it would simply delay the big deal. "Why does she always cling to Qin Bi?"

Once these words were spoken, the Qin Yan Hou's wife and the others' eyes flashed. They always felt that Qin He didn't get up early without profit. The Qin Yan Hou's wife knew that this girl, Qin He, was shrewd and didn't suffer at all.

In the past few years, the eldest branch and Qin He had opened a shop together. The Qin Yan Hou's wife saw Qin He's shrewdness in her eyes. In total, they earned a lot of silver. The Qin Yan Hou's wife didn't haggle with Qin He, but she knew clearly that Qin He liked to treat others as top-grade relatives.

"If others did this." The Qin Yan Hou's wife smiled, her smile shallow and faint, with a bit of disdain. "Qin He would accuse others of being top-grade. In the past, she wouldn't do such things. I don't know what she's thinking."

The Qin Yan Hou's face darkened, and Qin Yan also frowned. He was most annoyed by the top-grade relatives that Qin He often kept on her lips.

What was Qin He thinking? Probably harboring a desire to compare.

He He Shizi's wife said, "Qin He has a sharp personality and must be better than others everywhere."

Qin Yan's mouth twitched. This time she was better than others. With so many cultivators borrowing momentum to summon rain, no one else was injured, only this mother and daughter, Qin He and Fubao, were seriously injured.

Qin He and Fubao both fell down. Compared to anyone else, this good reputation of being concerned for Great Yan had gone out.

He He Shizi, Qin Yan, didn't think wrong. After these two rain summonings, Fubao was in a coma, and Qin He vomited blood. Whether rain was summoned or not was secondary, but the good reputation had gone out.

The streets and alleys of Jingcheng were all praising Qin He for her righteousness, having suffered for the sake of summoning rain.

Early the next morning, Qin Bi heard the rumors. She wasn't surprised; she had expected it long ago. Every time before summoning, Qin He said things better than singing. Besides, Fubao and Qin He were indeed injured because of summoning.

Qin Bi smiled lightly. In this way, the wind didn't blow either.

Windless and fireless, not a drop of rain fell.

"Guard," Qin Bi said.

The guard bowed. "Princess."

"Go to the Qin Yan Hou's manor, tell the Heir, Qin Yan, and my eldest brother, Qin Tang, that I won't summon today," Qin Bi said. "Summon another day. Everyone, go get busy with your things."

The guard received the order and left. Prince Rong heard it on the veranda and couldn't help but laugh lightly.

This was truly willful! Fortunately, he indulged her.

A guard beside him stepped forward, and Prince Rong said, "Go to the palace, tell the Emperor, no need to send anyone."

The Great Yan Emperor had sent Eunuch Fu to the Rong Prince's manor yesterday to inform them that the Prime Minister and the Minister of War were coming to see the Princess summon rain. Prince Rong wasn't someone else; if they came without greeting, it would be easy for the monarch and his ministers to have a rift.

The guard went to the palace, and soon, people from the palace and the Qin Yan Hou's manor came.

"Summoning should be done early. Didn't we agree to summon?" Eunuch Fu asked.

Prince Rong: "..."

He could only find a random reason. Prince Rong said, "There are no cloud clusters, so it's not easy to summon."

Qin Bi was willful and reckless, but she couldn't be willful in front of the Emperor. In this life, Rong Juan didn't want to be the Emperor, so the etiquette between monarch and minister couldn't be overstepped. There was no need to rack his brains for perfunctory words.

Cultivators summoning rain also had to choose weather with many cloud clusters.

Qin Tang, the Heir, Qin Yan, and Qin Lang came together. Qin Tang and Qin Yan believed it, but Qin Lang looked up at the sky. It was just morning, and he could feel the heat. Comparing it, it wasn't hotter than yesterday.

Qin Lang moved his mouth, wanting to say that there were no cloud clusters yesterday either, and it wasn't the same as summoning a large patch of dark clouds. These words reached his lips, but Qin Lang didn't say anything more. The people from the palace hadn't left yet.

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

Qin Yan didn't say much and asked, "When will you summon rain?"

Qin Bi looked at the time. It was almost noon. "In the afternoon."

Qin Yan nodded to show he knew and activated the teleportation array to go to the Marquis Manor's fields. Qin He was holding the summoning artifact under the sun, summoning. The air was stiflingly hot, and the fields were especially scorched.

Qin Bi didn't give a firm word, but she chose tomorrow. Qin Lang laughed and said, "Sister, aren't you afraid there will be few cloud clusters tomorrow."

The reason for not summoning today was that there were few cloud clusters. In the scorching summer, the scorching summer was like a fireball. Which day had enough cloud clusters? Unless there was weather, but the problem was he didn't have weather!

There were no outsiders in the courtyard, and Qin Bi also smiled. Everyone knew it well.

Few cloud clusters were just perfunctory words to fool people.

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

Qin Bi didn't listen and went her own way. Qin Tang was so angry he laughed.

Qin Yan was worried that Luo Bi would change her mind again and asked again, "You've decided to summon rain tomorrow. Don't change your mind tomorrow. The crops in the fields can't take it. If you can summon rain, it's better to summon it as soon as possible."

Qin Bi didn't give a firm word. "Let's see. I only blow wind when I summon; maybe it won't rain."

Therefore, those who have the ability should find another way, and don't pin their hopes on her.

Qin Yan: "..."

It was better to quickly exchange for a few more summoning artifacts and gather the family's cultivators to summon rain! Looking at Qin Bi's meaning, she didn't treat summoning as a big deal at all.

Qin Yan and Qin Tang said goodbye to Prince Rong. Qin Lang fell behind and said to Qin Bi, "Sister, give me a firm word. Will it rain when you summon tomorrow?"

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

Qin Lang: "..."

The little milk bun Rong Yang standing beside Qin Bi: "..."

"Why?" Qin Lang said. "Qin He vomited blood and fainted, and Fubao's injury hasn't healed."

Qin Bi replied, "Qin He isn't dead; she's alive."

Qin Lang was confused. "She can't climb up anymore."