Chapter 451: Growing Spirit Vegetables Is Not Easy

Rong Chi called out, "Eldest Brother."

He has plenty of petty schemes.

Qin Bi knew exactly what little Little Tuanzi was up to. She immediately said, "Calling him Eldest Brother won't make him give it to you."

Little milk bun Rong Chi: "..."

A bit dazed; his little scheme failed.

At this moment, Rong Juan mostly wouldn't interfere. He hadn't even finished peeling the boiled melon seeds in his hand. His youngest son was precious to him, and Rong Juan doted on him, holding him in his palm. However, once Qin Bi clashed with the child, Rong Juan sided with neither.

So, he tacitly allowed Qin Bi to deal with little milk bun.

Rong Chi was only half a year old; no matter how many schemes he had, he couldn't outwit Qin Bi.

Rong Yang loved his younger brother. He took a melon seed kernel from his mouth and handed it to Rong Chi.

Rong Chi leaned over and ate it with a gulp.

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Juan: "..."

He truly hadn't expected this to be his son.

The child was sleepy. Rong Juan fed him a handful of spirit melon seeds and sent Qin Bi and the child off to sleep.

Each child had a small quilt. They pulled the covers over themselves and lay down, looking utterly adorable.

Qin Bi felt happy just watching them, but remembering the Prime Minister's words, she was still troubled: "What happened with Qin He? My heart and main deity's lifespan were damaged, yet she is perfectly fine. Did the Emperor really give her a heavenly treasure?"

Rong Juan fell silent, pulling Qin Bi into his embrace. "The Emperor wanted to keep the scales balanced."

They couldn't be balanced, Qin Bi thought bitterly. How could the scales be balanced? Her heart and main deity's lifespan were damaged because she was angered, and at that time, she was also pregnant with Rong Yang. The Great Yan Emperor treated Rong Juan as a brother, so giving a heavenly treasure was understandable.

Even if there was Rong Juan's share, there couldn't be less for He Yan, yet Qin He was perfectly fine!

With such a "balanced" scale, Qin He reaped all the benefits.

Qin Bi was furious. "Shameless."

"You just realized that?" Rong Juan said. "Qin He has always been shameless."

However, the heavenly treasure was given by the Great Yan Emperor. It was pointless for Qin Bi to be angry. Hoping that He Yan would anger Qin He into damaging her heart and main deity's lifespan hadn't achieved its goal either. Qin He was carefree; she had no shame.

Rong Juan spoke softly. "Let's sleep."

Qin Bi closed her eyes. She had little energy and fell asleep quickly.

Rong Juan watched Qin Bi and the two children, his eyebrows softening. As for He Yan's fate, he had married the woman in but still didn't cherish her. In this life, everything had almost ceased to belong to him.

By the next day, the sunlight was excellent. Rong Yang got up very early.

The young prince ran over to discuss planting spirit vegetables with Rong Yang. He put small boots on Rong Yang. The warm little boots were made from the finest beast fur; they felt soft and cozy to the touch.

"This is fur from an orange-level beast killed by Prince Rong," the young prince said. Though small, he knew how to care for children. After dressing Rong Yang in the boots, he added, "Rong Yang, you are truly loved."

"My grandfather loves me," Rong Yang nodded.

The young prince nodded too. "Prince Rong indeed loves you very much."

Qin Bi brought a young master's robe. The young prince took it and dressed Rong Yang in it. The two children chattered away while playing. It took a while before the young master's robe was on, and then they ran out with a patter to check how the snow was melting.

The Young Master Rong held his youngest son in the study, busy with official duties. Qin Lang, the Young Master Qin, and Qin Xun went to the First-Class High-Quality Fields, dug up soil, and brought it to their two young nephews. It was all loose, top-grade earth.

It was very dry, but otherwise flawless.

Qin Yan said to Qin Bi, "Let's all plant some vegetables. Perhaps we can grow spirit vegetables."

Ordinary people and cultivators alike can grow things, but vegetables with spiritual energy are extremely difficult to grow. Everyone scooped up snow that carried luck, naturally hoping to grow spirit vegetables.

If one is not from the Immortal Sects, growing spirit vegetables is not easy.

So, it depends on who has the fortune and luck. The scooped snow carried luck; the rest depended on one's fortune value. Those with good fortune could grow vegetables with spiritual energy with half the effort and twice the result.

Of course, those with high Wood, Earth, or Water spiritual roots would grow better vegetables.

Qin Bi hesitated. "How about Big Cousin Lang scoops some snow?"

Qin Lang said, "I'll just share a bit with my cousins."

That was even better. Qin Bi said, "Qin Lang, you have the Little Five Grains Abundance Cloud. Vegetables grown with it are naturally spirit vegetables. Yesterday, summoning the snow consumed the Little Five Grains Abundance Cloud. I'm afraid its spiritual power might be insufficient now."

What could be done? Qin Lang said, "I'll try planting."

Afterwards, Qin Lang added, "In the future, I will reclaim more land to upgrade the Little Five Grains Abundance Cloud."

Previously, no one knew the Little Five Grains Abundance Cloud was mainly for farming. Qin Lang decided to farm more in the future. Qin Xun said, "If you go to the Barbarian Lands to reclaim wasteland, I'll go too. It's beneficial for cultivation."

After chatting a bit with Qin Bi, they didn't want to disturb Young Master Rong. They also dug up some soil, had other work to do, said goodbye to Qin Bi, and left. Rong Yang followed them out to see them off.

Qin Bi didn't go to see them off. Instead, the First Strategist Lin Yao brought planting pots, moved them into the room, and filled them with soil.

"Go ask Young Master Rong Chi," Qin Bi told the guard. "Ask him if he wants to plant vegetables."

The guard went to ask, and Rong Juan brought little milk bun over.

"He will plant," Rong Juan said.

Qin Bi assigned the plots. "One large field for each person."

Rong Yang stuck his little head out and peered. "That field is mine."

The planting pots were mostly the same size, with a few smaller ones. There were fewer than ten pots in total, big and small. Lin Yao was pouring soil into them one by one and didn't participate further.

Everyone's luck was different; interfering too much might hinder the growth of spirit vegetables.

Seeing how small he was, Qin Bi said, "You should plant a small plot."

Rong Chi was unhappy. Rong Juan pointed to a large planting pot. "Let him plant this one."

Fine. After all, little milk bun was small. If he wanted to plant a large plot, he could. Qin Bi naturally wouldn't say no. Rong Juan handed his youngest son to Qin Bi and returned to his official duties.

Rong Yang and the young prince returned, running into the room with a patter.

"Rong Yang," Qin Bi asked, "How many fields do you want to plant?"

Rong Yang said, "Many."

That's easy to say. Qin Bi also wanted to plant more. The two divided the remaining planting pots. Rong Juan indulged his wife and children, letting them plant things in the room, while the soil was leveled and made even.

Qin Bi and Rong Yang each busied themselves with their own tasks. The young prince and the little milk bun Rong Chi formed a group; the two of them busied themselves with their planting pots.

The young prince thought it was unreasonable for such a small bun to plant such a large patch of land. The young prince discussed it with Qin Bi: "Consort of the Heir, give Rong Chi a small field. He is too small."

Qin Bi did not give the little milk bun a share. She loved farming and would not give one to Rong Chi.

The little milk bun Rong Chi shouted: "I want to find my father."

Qin Bi asked: "Are you going to find your father to complain?"

The little milk bun replied: "Give me a small planting pot."

Qin Bi had no choice. Rong He Shizi had longed for this child and protected him like the apple of his eye. She ordered the guards to go again and ask Lin Yao, the First Strategist, for another small planting pot, one already filled with soil, so that Qin Bi and Rong Yang would not have to divide theirs for the little milk bun.

Once the soil was prepared, they scooped snow and poured it into the planting pot.

There was a stove in the room, so the snow melted quickly.

This amount of snow was not enough. They went to scoop more snow again. They repeated this process of melting the snow until the soil was thoroughly soaked.