Chapter 438: What a Little Money-Grubber

"What?" He Zu blinked, not understanding what he meant.

He Yan stopped reviewing the memorial, looked at He Zu, and said: "My child, I don't have enough time to hold him in the palm of my hand. Since Qin He can't tolerate him and wants to compete with Rong Yang, she should also know that she is not qualified."

He Zu understood, stood up, took the warehouse key, and left.

Heir He's warehouse was not short of heavenly treasures. He Zu didn't need to pick; he just scraped together things that were good for the child's cultivation and specifically picked a few mountain treasures and spirit plants.

The next day, He Zu rode a horse to the Rong Wang Fu.

On the way, seeing someone selling food, He Zu bought some to take with him.

Several young masters of noble families saw him and asked: "He Zu, you bought so many delicious things; can you finish them?"

"Heh." The second young master of the Anyuan Marquis Manor poked his head out, glanced at the pastries, and said: "It's even pastries made of spirit food. The treatment of young master He Zu of the Yan Guogong Manor is too high."

"I brought them for my eldest nephew," He Zu took out his storage bag and showed off: "There are also various cultivation resources, mountain treasures, and spirit plants. By the order of my Heir He, I'm sending them to our two little heirs."

Several young masters understood. Heir He truly doted on the children.

He Zu chatted with everyone for a few words, bought a few more things, got on his horse, and went to the Rong Wang Fu.

He Zu came early this time. The Rong Wang Fu Heir's courtyard hadn't had breakfast yet. Heir Rong held the little one, put shoes on him, and walked to the living room, followed by Rong Yang.

"Something up?" Heir Rong sat down and put the small shoes on the little milk bun.

He Zu took out the gift list and handed it to Heir Rong: "Sent by our Heir to the two little heirs."

Heir Rong held the child in one hand and the gift list in the other, scanning it roughly. Upon hearing this, a cold and sharp gaze swept over He Zu, and he looked at the gift list again. Rong Juan sneered.

He Zu put down various foods: "They are all spirit food."

Heir Rong said to Rong Yang: "Take them to eat with your mother."

Rong Yang ran over and climbed onto the chair. He Zu reached out and helped the child up. Heir Rong was holding the little one and couldn't spare a hand to hold Rong Yang, but his gaze didn't leave Rong Yang.

Rong Yang looked around, picked the ones he liked to eat and the flavors his mother liked, as well as the fried small fish and shrimp—all low-grade small water monsters. He Zu gathered everything Rong Yang picked out and put them into Rong Yang's small hands.

"Eat while it's hot," He Zu said.

Rong Yang carried a few oil-paper bags and nodded: "Okay."

He Zu grinned at the little milk bun: "Want to go to the Yan Guogong Manor?"

Rong Chi fluttered: "Go."

He Zu gave the storage bag to Heir Rong and left holding the little one. Coax the little one well, and Rong Yang would be close to them. Rong Yang treated this younger brother like the apple of his eye.

Whoever raises them, they lean toward them. Rong Yang treated Rong Chi just like Heir Rong treated Rong Chi.

Rong Yang was only a year and a half old, but he doted on this younger brother very much.

He Zu left holding Rong Chi. Heir Rong sent him to outside the courtyard and returned. Rong Yang was rummaging through a few oil-paper bags and a small food box: "Mother, this is delicious. It's rice cake, with a rich rice fragrance, and this fried cake is also delicious."

Qin Bi gave Rong Yang face and took a piece of rice cake to eat.

Heir Rong gave the gift list and storage bag to Qin Bi and went to the study to have breakfast with his advisors.

The little milk bun wasn't at home, so Heir Rong had time to handle official business. There were also memorials. The Great Yan Emperor had many schemes, sending the little prince to watch the children and also sending a stack of memorials.

Qin Bi watched Heir Rong leave, eating the rice cake, and couldn't help but find it funny.

The Great Yan Emperor's full-level good fortune value was truly powerful. Look, so what if Heir Rong doesn't attend court? Can he still let you be idle? The Great Yan Emperor wasn't even willing to review the memorials.

Not willing to review the memorials, who does this work?

It was still the Great Yan Emperor who had good fortune, sending a little prince to watch the children for Heir Rong. Look, he even sent a prince to watch the children; it wouldn't be right not to review the memorials.

"Is it delicious?" Rong Yang lay on the table, eating small fried fish and asking.

"Delicious." Qin Bi smiled at Rong Yang and cast her gaze on the gift list.

There were things for the children to cultivate, as well as mountain treasures and spirit plants. Qin Bi was slightly surprised. The children couldn't use these, and there were other heavenly treasures, miscellaneous things, just like saving up family property.

Qin Bi was thoughtful. Right now, Qin He was sick from anger. If Heir He's big move was known by Qin He...

Qin Bi looked forward to Qin He also being distracted and having her lifespan damaged. What Qin He valued, right now, was leaving her. Qin He should be furious. As for why He Yan added fuel to the fire? Qin Bi ignored it.

"Rong Yang," Qin Bi took the gift list and showed it to the child.

Rong Yang stood on the chair, his small body lying on the table next to Qin Bi eating breakfast. Hearing her call him, the child leaned close to Qin Bi to look at the gift list, and Qin Bi put the storage bag on the table.

"What for?" Rong Yang looked at the gift list and asked Qin Bi.

"Look," Qin Bi pointed to a few heavenly treasures and said to the child: "It's all because of you that your father sent them. Our Rong Yang has great fortune; Fubao can't compare."

Rong Yang, however, said: "Fubao swallowed two auspicious clouds."

Qin Bi said helplessly: "Auspicious clouds are just for protection; how can one swallow auspicious clouds? Fubao, she is not good."

Rong Yang nodded. After eating, Qin Bi thought for a while, took out the children's things from the storage bag, and divided them between Rong Yang and Rong Chi. She didn't act coy and not give them to Rong Chi.

Why not give them to Rong Chi? Rong Chi was Rong Juan's child and originally possessed the foundation of the entire Rong Wang Fu. With the blessing of luck and good fortune, the child should have been awesome from birth.

However, Rong Juan had exhausted the foundation of the Rong Wang Fu to raise her body and protect Rong Yang.

There was no reason not to give Rong Chi half of what Heir He gave.

The little milk bun was such a money-grubber; he had no family foundation from birth. Qin Bi felt sorry for the little milk bun. She put the other heavenly treasures into the warehouse and waited quietly for Qin He's reaction.

He Zu came with great fanfare. Qin Bi didn't believe it wouldn't reach Qin He's ears.

Qin Bi waited for Qin He to also taste what it was like to be distracted and have her lifespan damaged. By the afternoon, Qin He heard about it, and she was indeed furious, crying and smashing things, feeling that Heir He had failed her.

Qin Yuan went to the Xue Wang Fu and gave her an idea: "Qin He Jiejie, go find Heir He and tell him you are unhappy. Heir He likes you so much; he will definitely take care of your emotions and ask for the things sent to Rong Yang back."

"I said it," Qin He said with tears on her face, loudly: "I will never see him again."

"However," Qin Yuan said: "Sulking by yourself is not a way!"

Qin He wiped her tears: "I won't be so stupid as to ruin my own body. I want to cultivate and become a fairy that Heir He can't climb high to reach, and I will never pay attention to him again. From now on, we will never see each other again."

Qin Yuan sighed and returned to the Qin Yan Marquis Manor.

Qin Bi waited for Qin He to have her lifespan damaged, but as a result, Qin He didn't make a scene.

Qin Bi sneered. Qin He was nothing more than this in front of an influential official. ===== CHAPTER 439 =====