Chapter 451: Growing Spiritual Vegetables Is Not Easy

Rong Chi called: "Eldest Brother."

He had many petty tricks.

How could Qin Bi not know what the little milk bun was planning? She immediately said: "Calling him Eldest Brother won't make him give it to you."

The little milk bun Rong Chi: "..."

He was a bit stunned; his little scheme didn't succeed.

Rong Juan mostly didn't care at this time. The boiled melon seeds in his hand hadn't been peeled yet. He cherished his little son and held him in his palm, but once Qin Bi and the child clashed, Rong Juan didn't side with either one.

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

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

Rong Yang doted on his younger brother, took the melon seed kernel out of his mouth, and handed it to Rong Chi.

Rong Chi leaned over and ate it with an "ah-woo."

Qin Bi: "..."

Rong Juan: "..."

He really didn't expect this; this was his son.

The children were sleepy. Rong Juan fed them a handful of spiritual melon seeds and sent Qin Bi and the children to sleep.

The children each had a small quilt, pulled the small quilt open, and lay down; they were so cute.

Qin Bi was happy to see it, but Qin Bi remembered the Chancellor's words and was still very bothered: "What is going on with Qin He? My heart was not in control and my lifespan was damaged, yet she is perfectly fine. Did the Emperor really give her the same precious tonics?"

Rong Juan was silent, holding Qin Bi in his arms: "The Emperor wanted to treat everyone equally."

He couldn't treat everyone equally, Qin Bi criticized internally. How could he treat everyone equally? She was so angry that her heart was not in control and her lifespan was hindered, and at that time she was pregnant with Rong Yang. The Great Yan Emperor treated Rong Juan as a brother, so it was understandable to give precious tonics.

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

Treating everyone equally like this, Qin He took all the benefits.

Qin Bi was so angry: "Shameless."

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

However, the precious tonics were given by the Great Yan Emperor, so it was meaningless for Qin Bi to be angry. She hoped Qin He could be so angry that her heart would not be in control and her lifespan would be damaged, but she didn't achieve her goal. Qin He was open-minded; she was shameless.

Rong Juan said gently: "Sleep."

Qin Bi closed her eyes. She didn't have much energy and soon fell asleep.

Rong Juan stared at Qin Bi and the two children, his eyes softening. With He Yan's fate, he hadn't cherished her even after marrying her into the manor. Everything in this life almost didn't belong to him.

The next day, the sun was very good, and Rong Yang got up early.

The Little Imperial Prince ran over to discuss growing spiritual vegetables with Rong Yang and put little boots on Rong Yang. The warm little boots were made of high-quality beast fur, which felt soft and warm to the touch.

"This is fur from an orange-tier beast killed by the Rong Prince." The Little Imperial Prince wasn't big, but he knew how to take care of children very well. He put the little boots on Rong Yang and said: "Rong Yang, you are truly cherished."

"My grandfather cherishes me." Rong Yang nodded.

The Little Imperial Prince also nodded: "The Rong Prince indeed cherishes you very much."

Qin Bi took the little Heir's robe, and the Little Imperial Prince took it to put on Rong Yang. The two children played and chattered, and it took a long time before they finished putting on the little Heir's robe and ran out with a patter to see how the snow had melted.

Heir Rong held his little son and was busy with official business in the study. Qin Lang, the Qin Heir, and Qin Xun went to the first-grade fertile fields, dug up soil, and sent it to the two little nephews. It was all relatively loose, top-grade soil.

It was just very dry; there were no other problems.

Qin Yan said to Qin Bi: "Plant some vegetables; perhaps you can grow spiritual vegetables."

Both ordinary people and cultivators could grow things, but it was extremely difficult to grow vegetables with spiritual energy. Everyone gathered snow that carried good fortune, naturally wanting to grow spiritual vegetables.

If one was not from an Immortal Sect, it was not easy to grow spiritual vegetables.

Therefore, it depended on who had good fortune and luck. The gathered snow carried good fortune, and the rest depended on the good fortune value. People with good fortune who wanted to grow vegetables with spiritual energy would naturally find it twice as easy.

Of course, those who naturally had high wood, earth, and water spiritual roots would also grow better vegetables.

Qin Bi hesitated: "How about, Eldest Cousin, you gather some snow?"

Qin Lang said: "I'll just share some with a few cousins."

That would be even better. Qin Bi said: "Qin Lang, you have the Little Bountiful Harvest Cloud. Originally, what you planted would be spiritual vegetables, but yesterday's summoning of snow consumed the Little Bountiful Harvest Cloud. I'm afraid the Little Bountiful Harvest Cloud's spiritual power is not enough."

What could be done about this? Qin Lang said: "I'll try planting."

Subsequently, Qin Lang said again: "In the future, I will reclaim more land for farming to upgrade the Little Bountiful Harvest Cloud."

Before, he didn't know the Little Bountiful Harvest Cloud was mainly for farming. Qin Lang made up his mind to farm more in the future. Qin Xun said: "You go to the wilderness to reclaim land, and I will go too; it is good for cultivation."

The few of them chatted with Qin Bi for a few sentences and didn't disturb Heir Rong. They also dug up soil and had to go back to be busy. They said goodbye to Qin Bi, and Rong Yang followed them to see them off.

Qin Bi didn't go to see them off. The top strategist Lin Yao sent planting pots and moved them into the room to pour in the soil.

"Go ask the little Heir Rong Chi." Qin Bi said to the guard: "Ask him if he wants to plant vegetables."

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

Qin Han got these words, reached out and took the large bowl, and shared it for the two children. Jiang Ren and her younger brother drank even the soup, their faces flushed red from drinking in the cold winter. Lin Shi took a deep breath.

Qin Bi assigned: "One large field for each person."

Rong Yang stretched out his little head to look: "That field is mine."

Several planting pots were the same size, and there were a few smaller ones. There were less than ten planting pots, large and small. Lin Yao poured soil into them one by one, and didn't participate in anything else.

Everyone's good fortune was different; interfering too much might hinder the growth of spiritual vegetables.

Qin Bi saw he was small, so she said: "You plant a small piece."

Rong Chi wasn't happy, so Rong Juan pointed to a large planting pot: "Let him plant this one."

Fine, after all, the little milk bun was small. If he wanted to plant a large one, he could plant a large one. Qin Bi naturally wouldn't say no. Rong Juan gave the little son to Qin Bi and went back to be busy with official business.

Rong Yang and the Little Imperial Prince returned and ran into the room with a patter.

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

Rong Yang said: "Plant many."

This was easy to talk about. Qin Bi also wanted to plant more. The two of them separated the remaining planting pots. Rong Juan also doted on his wife and children, letting them plant things in the room, and the soil was leveled evenly.

Qin Bi and Rong Yang were each busy with their own things, and the Little Imperial Prince and the little milk bun Rong Chi were a team; they were busy with their planting pots.

The Little Imperial Prince didn't think it was right for such a small bun to plant such a large piece of land, so the Little Imperial Prince discussed with Qin Bi: "Heir's wife, give Rong Chi a small field; he is too small."

Qin Bi wouldn't give it to the little milk bun; she liked farming and wouldn't give it to Rong Chi.

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

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

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

Qin Bi had no choice. The child that Heir Rong had hoped for was protected like the apple of his eye. She ordered the guard to go and ask the top strategist Lin Yao for another small planting pot, which came with soil, saving Qin Bi and Rong Yang from having to share with the little milk bun.

The soil was prepared, and the snow was gathered and poured into the planting pot.

There was a stove in the room, and the snow soon melted.

This bit of snow wasn't enough, so they went to gather snow again, repeatedly melting the snow until the soil was thoroughly wet. ===== CHAPTER 452 =====