Chapter 454: Rewards

He He Shizi paused as he lifted the memorial; even Rong Juan had never been so self-assured.

See? After divorcing Qin Bi, he felt nothing mattered. Since they were divorced, he, He Yan, was not one to hold on. Who knew he would spoil Qin He and her child into such unreasonable behavior.

Is Fubao his, He Yan's, child? He He Shizi sneered; his He clan had no shortage of children.

"Who brought you into the palace?" He He Shizi asked.

"My grandfather," Fubao replied, then continued making demands: "He Bo Fu, I want the snow the Little Imperial Prince has gathered. He has plenty; just give me a basin of his gathered snow."

Fubao felt she was not greedy, wanting only a basin of gathered snow.

He He Shizi took the memorial and flipped through it: "You should go find your grandfather."

"But," Fubao pouted, quite dissatisfied: "My grandfather cannot get it, and the Little Imperial Prince will not give it. He Bo Fu, you go ask for me. If I were a child of the Yan Guogong Fu, the Little Imperial Prince would have given it."

Fubao very much wanted to be the legitimate young lady of the Yan Guogong Fu. If she were a young lady of the He family, the imperial clan would treat her differently.

The little girl often heard Qin He compare things, knowing there was a difference between the residence of a powerful minister and an ordinary Wang Fu. Thus, Fubao naturally wanted to be the legitimate young lady of the Yan Guogong Fu; even entering the palace would bring face.

Besides, the He clan was also a great cultivation family with deep foundations, and their fortune and luck were extremely strong. If Fubao wanted to become a heavenly genius of the sect, she would have to rely on the Yan Guogong Fu.

As for her maternal grandfather's family, one could not count on much.

Mother was very strange. She looked down on the Qin Yan Hou Fu, which had just become a cultivation family, yet did not want to sever ties. Mother often muttered about severing ties when furious, but each time it was just talk.

"Fubao." What kind of person was He He Shizi? A powerful minister of Great Yan; he could see through any scheme. He Yan spoke indifferently to Fubao: "You should go find your grandfather. It makes no sense for you to ask me for anything."

Fubao twisted away: "I won't find my grandfather; he cannot get it."

He He Shizi glanced at the little eunuch. The little eunuch was skilled at reading expressions and immediately stepped forward: "Little Junzhu, He He Shizi has official business to attend to and cannot be disturbed. Come, go find your grandfather."

"I won't go," Fubao threw a tantrum.

The little eunuch was a palace servant He He Shizi frequently used when entering the palace. With just one glance from He He Shizi, or even the motion of flipping through a memorial, the little eunuch could roughly understand the meaning. He immediately pulled Fubao away.

"I won't leave," Fubao fumed: "Tell He Bo Fu to punish you."

The little eunuch was too lazy to argue. He dragged Fubao outside the hall. A Yulin Guard stepped forward to block her. Stymied by the Yulin Guard, Fubao pouted unhappily and went to find Xue Wang.

Xue Wang saw Fubao's empty hands and, having no mood to stay in the palace, called Fubao to leave.

The Little Imperial Prince had worried He He Shizi might speak up to ask for the gathered snow for Fubao. Hearing that He He Shizi had ignored her, and that Fubao and Xue Wang had left the palace, the Little Imperial Prince immediately sighed in relief. Finally, they were gone.

The Minister of War arrived at the Lady's palace. Seeing the Little Imperial Prince's relieved expression, he said: "Little Imperial Prince need not worry. Even if He He Shizi brought Fubao to ask, I am here. I will refuse him for you."

"Sigh," the Little Imperial Prince sighed: "Maternal grandfather, if He He Shizi were to speak, I fear my father would order me to give the snow to Fubao. My father always wants to treat the two powerful ministers' heirs equally, showing no favoritism."

The Minister of War said: "That hasn't brought any good either."

The Little Imperial Prince: "..."

Just bringing it up made him depressed. The more the Emperor tried to treat them equally, the less equal it became; it was enough to worry a person to death. If he hadn't gone to the Rong Wang Fu to watch the child, the care would not have been so stable. That Rong He Shizi didn't even interact with the palace.

There were also ministers who slandered, worrying that Rong Juan's merits overshadowed the master.

But instead, since he had a child, he completely ignored court affairs. He didn't even attend court sessions. Rong He Shizi was having a wonderful time raising his child at home; no matter how they coaxed him, he wouldn't go to court.

Now that he was raising the child well, only then did Rong He Shizi begin to handle some court matters.

"Did the gifts for Xue Rong Shizifei go to waste?" the Little Imperial Prince leaned close to his maternal grandfather and asked. The gifts the Great Yan Emperor gave to Qin He were based on He He Shizi's favor.

Now that He He Shizi has a child, he no longer needs to raise someone else's child. What is Qin He?!

So many gifts were given; I suspect they are useless!

"This..." The Minister of War stroked his beard: "It is not exactly a waste. Is Xue Rong Shizifei not the chosen one? Besides, perhaps He He Shizi still cannot let go."

As long as He He Shizi protected someone, the Great Yan Emperor would extend some care.

The Little Imperial Prince grew worried. If He He Shizi could not let go of Qin He, he feared Rong Juan would suffer. Qin He was not at all polite about the things of the Yan Guogong Fu. The more Qin He and her child received, the less Rong Juan would get.

Why did Qin He and her child fight and snatch? Because He He Shizi gave them the confidence.

If He He Shizi still had feelings for Xue Rong Shizifei, the Little Imperial Prince sighed, patted the soil, which was just the right moisture, and discussed with the Minister of War before planting chili peppers and sweet radishes.

They said the gathered snow carrying luck could grow spiritual vegetables. Who knew? If what grew was not spiritual vegetables, no one could do anything. Those who received the gathered snow should try their best to tend the vegetables carefully.

By this time, Fubao had already returned to Xue Wang Fu. Qin He asked: "How much gathered snow did the Little Imperial Prince give you?"

Her tone was certain; whenever Fubao entered the palace, she never failed to get what she wanted.

After all, Fubao was a child born after swallowing two auspicious clouds of Great Yan, full of fortune. The Great Yan Emperor never refused Fubao, but this time, Fubao returned empty-handed.

"He didn't give me any," Fubao said unhappily, mimicking: "I asked He Bo Fu to go with me to ask, but He Bo Fu ignored me. Mother, did I miss a chance to grow spiritual vegetables?"

Growing spiritual vegetables would increase reputation points.

There was a difference between large-scale planting in fields and planting in pots. Planting in pots better displayed one's planting ability. With little soil, things were hard to grow, and the vegetables would not grow well.

Qin He frowned and asked Fubao: "Where are your spiritual plants and low-grade spiritual fruits? You could have given them to the Little Imperial Prince to coax him into sharing some of his gathered snow. Even a teabowl would have been enough!"

Fubao's heart stirred; she thought a teabowl should be easy to get: "Would that be too little?"

"That is all we can do," Qin He felt dissatisfied: "The Little Imperial Prince is also... You are a First-Rank Little Junzhu, a child born after swallowing auspicious clouds. Your fortune value is high; he should be building a good relationship with you, yet he cannot bear to give you even a little gathered snow."

Fubao said proudly: "Wait until I can summon wind and rain; then I will control the Little Imperial Prince too."

Qin He nodded; controlling him a bit was appropriate.

Fubao hurriedly entered the palace again. As a First-Rank Little Junzhu, she could enter the palace freely. This time, she did not need Xue Wang to accompany her. Unfortunately, by the time Fubao entered the palace, the Little Imperial Prince had already planted the vegetables and carried a pot to the Rong Wang Fu.

She still wanted a teabowl of gathered snow; she didn't even get half a teabowl.