Chapter 407: Qin He Also Wants to Plant Spiritual Vegetables

Qin Bi stopped teasing the youngest son and asked Rong Juan: "Should I let him eat?"

Rong Juan pointed to the memorial and asked the little milk bun: "Do you want it next time you enter the palace?"

The little milk bun said in a milky voice: "Want."

Qin Bi: "......"

Rong Juan didn't let the child eat. He would wait until he didn't want the memorial anymore. Since he hadn't understood it yet, he would continue to look at it. Everyone was eating, and only the little milk bun was put aside to look at the memorial.

The little guy was dumbfounded, looking at Rong Juan, then at Qin Bi.

His little hands held the memorial, looking at it foolishly.

However, it didn't take long before Rong Shizi felt sorry for him and held the little guy to feed him. Qin Bi couldn't help but laugh. Humph, still want to teach the child a lesson? The one who pampered the child the most was Rong Juan.

After dinner, Rong Juan held the little one to the study to review the memorials.

Rong Yang accompanied Qin Bi. The mother and child fed the small spiritual chickens a little something. They didn't need to feed them too much, worried they would be overfed. Afterward, Qin Bi and Rong Yang went to the study to bring Rong Chi back to sleep.

For the next few days, Rong Shizi was busy going to the fief to handle the spiritual vegetables.

All the spiritual vegetables that should be harvested were harvested, and those that hadn't grown well continued to grow. It was unclear why, but harvesting the spiritual vegetables easily attracted the weather. It was overcast for a day, and in the evening, a fine, dense drizzle began to fall, followed by light snow.

The Great Yan Emperor, the Chancellor, and the Ministers of the Six Ministries were all surprised.

"No wonder the powerful official's Heir Apparent child wasn't born; our Great Yan lost 40 fortune and luck values," the Chancellor said, stroking his beard: "The Little Heir Apparent planting some vegetables actually brought about a light snow."

The Minister of Revenue nodded: "Little Heir Apparent Rong Yang has good fortune."

"It's just that the spiritual vegetables are sold too expensively," the Minister of War said, still brooding: "Selling them one leaf at a time, I've never seen vegetables sold like this. Even the Immortal Sects aren't this calculating."

The Chancellor thought this wasn't strange. Rong Shizi pampered his wife and children, letting the Shizifei and the Little Heir Apparent do whatever they wanted. Their style of doing things was naturally childish, but they couldn't help it—Rong Shizi pampered them.

He Shizi didn't cherish her, and the Marquis Manor's concubine-born daughter became Rong Shizi's wife. Rong Shizi pampered the Shizifei like a pearl or a treasure, which the ministers could all understand.

The spiritual vegetables were sold very willfully, but the Minister of Works said: "I'll go buy some spiritual vegetables later."

"Buy them quickly," the Minister of War said: "The freshly harvested spiritual vegetables are very fresh, and the spiritual energy is pure. After a long time, the spiritual energy of the spiritual vegetables will have impurities."

Once the Minister of Works heard this, he couldn't sit still. He told the Great Yan Emperor and left the palace for Rong Shizi's fief. The Minister of Revenue thought about it, followed, and also bought a cart of spiritual vegetables.

The Great Yan Emperor wanted to improve the cultivation of the Great Yan's cultivation families as a whole, so he summoned Rong Juan into the palace. Rong Juan was holding his little son. The little milk bun was a foodie, his little hands grabbing a small chili pepper and gnawing on it.

The Great Yan Emperor was startled: "Isn't it spicy?"

The little milk bun split his little mouth: "Hiss, so spicy."

The Great Yan Emperor loved spicy food, so he reached out for the child's small chili pepper: "Let Imperial Uncle taste it."

The little milk bun wasn't stingy. He took a small chili pepper out of his purse and extended his little hands to the Great Yan Emperor: "Taste it, it's delicious, it's all Rong Chi's and Big Brother's."

The Great Yan Emperor asked: "Are you not selling them?"

The little milk bun: "Not selling."

The Great Yan Emperor looked at Rong Juan, and Rong Shizi said: "The chili peppers have more spiritual energy and are pure. The Shizifei and I discussed it and decided to keep them for our own consumption, not for sale."

The Great Yan Emperor took a bite of the small chili pepper, pondering how to open his mouth to Rong Juan. Eh? The spiciness of the small chili pepper was fragrant, crisp, and delicious, making one's mouth water.

The Great Yan Emperor also set his sights on the small chili peppers. He ate the small chili pepper and said: "Rong Ai Qing, don't sell the spiritual vegetables from your fief to others. Sell them to your colleagues. I'll buy some too."

Rong Juan knew the Great Yan Emperor's considerations and nodded: "No problem, but the chili peppers are not for sale."

Qin Bi liked the chili pepper field very much, as did Rong Yang and Rong Chi. The mother and children all cherished this piece of spiritual vegetable land, and Rong Juan didn't intend to move it. The Great Yan Emperor couldn't do anything about it either. As an Emperor, he couldn't get in the way of him pampering his wife and children.

The Great Yan Emperor: "...... Ai Qing."

Rong Juan said: "It's not easy for me to have a wife and children."

"Uh......" The Great Yan Emperor's next words were choked off.

He was most afraid of the two powerful official Shizis using their wives and children as an excuse. As long as they brought up pampering their wives and children, the Great Yan Emperor couldn't open his mouth to ask for anything. These were things the Shizifei and the Little Heir Apparent loved to eat.

Could the Emperor have the face to ask for them??!!

The Great Yan Emperor smacked his lips, the fragrance of the chili pepper still in his mouth. It was delicious. The Great Yan Emperor reached out to the little milk bun: "Imperial Nephew, come, Imperial Uncle will hold you."

The little milk bun threw his little body over, and Rong Juan handed the child to the Great Yan Emperor.

The Chancellor finally caught Rong Shizi and moved a stack of memorials to Rong Juan.

Rong Juan: "......"

Fine, he picked up his pen and flipped through the memorials. Rong Shizi began to review the memorials.

The Great Yan Emperor coaxed the child, and coaxed him again, and coaxed away all the small chili peppers in the little milk bun's purse. The little bun patted his little purse: "They're gone."

When he went out, his brother had filled it for him.

The little milk bun's dark, bright eyes were filled with confusion. What happened?

The Great Yan Emperor didn't say a word. The small chili peppers weren't sold to him, so he could only coax the small chili peppers in his Imperial Nephew's purse. Boiled melon seeds were brought up, and the Great Yan Emperor gave the child a bag of boiled melon seeds. In a while, the little milk bun forgot that his purse was empty.

The Chancellor and the Minister of War felt guilty. Even when the Great Yan Emperor gave the child a bag of boiled melon seeds, they didn't feel the pinch. ===== CHAPTER 408 =====

Qin Bi smiled and replied, "I don't concern myself with the affairs of the Prince's fief."

In the Qin Yan Marquis Manor, everyone felt that the Prince had married her because of her fate of cursing her husband and having no children, and that there was no affection between them. Since that was the case, they would fulfill their wishes; Qin Bi would say whatever they wanted to hear.

Qin Jue naturally felt that Qin Bi could not interfere with the Prince's fief, so he nodded and said, "As long as it is spiritual vegetables, eating them often is of great benefit to the body. Since the Prince's Manor has planted spiritual vegetables, you can eat more of them."

There was concern, but not much; otherwise, he wouldn't have been completely ignorant. Qin Bi herself was not close to the second branch, so she gave a light laugh and walked away.

Qin He and the others saw this in the side hall, exchanged meaningful glances, and called Qin Jue over.

Qin Bi had no other business returning to the Marquis Manor; she had come for the sake of building the courtyard. She wanted to renovate and expand it so that her whole family could live there, and for the children who liked to run around and play, it wouldn't feel cramped.