Chapter 49: She Also Must Save a Small Fortune for Rong Yang

Fu Bao returned home, and Qin He praised the child: "Our Fu Bao is truly blessed."

Fu Bao felt somewhat proud. Qin He looked at the rare delicacies they had brought back, gritted her teeth, selected two small cakes, divided them into a large portion and a small portion, and sent them back to her legitimate sister and Qin Yan.

The larger portion was naturally for the legitimate sister, to show off to the legitimate mother.

Qin Bi had heard in the Rong Wang Fu that Qin He had returned to Qin Yan's Marquis Prefecture with a bad face. Qin Lang had come to tell her. Since Qin He had poor relations with the third and fourth houses, Qin Lang, who could not stand to see Qin He do well, came to entertain himself by telling Qin Bi.

"She was very angry when she arrived," Qin Lang said, puzzled. "But her face recovered when she left. I couldn't tell what happened. I wonder why Qin He rushed back to the Marquis Prefecture in such a hurry."

Qin Bi guessed a few things; it was likely she had heard that Rong Yang had visited the Yan Guogong Prefecture.

Qin He's child could obtain a pile of heavenly treasures from the Yan Guogong Prefecture, relying only on the fact that He Yan had no children. Children looked different when raised from a young age; He Yan might not favor the nephews born of concubines.

Qin He felt deep down that He Yan's things belonged to her child, Fu Bao.

If a child approached He Yan, Qin He would inevitably be on guard.

Qin Bi surmised that Qin He's visit to Qin Yan's Marquis Prefecture was definitely aimed at her. Qin Bi sneered; in her view, He Yan could give his things to whoever he pleased. She didn't care, but Rong Juan could not stand to see He Yan treat Rong Yang unfairly.

The little one was also interesting, insisting on going to the control group herself.

Qin Lang spoke on his own, saying enviously: "Qin He's child went to the Yan Guogong Prefecture and packed a lot of things back. Since there were so many items, Qin He even gave a portion to her legitimate sister and Qin Yan. Qin He's child has obtained quite a few heavenly treasures."

A cold wind blew outside. Qin Lang sat by the charcoal stove, stretching his legs to warm them.

Beside him was a small table holding a plate of melon seeds.

Qin Lang grabbed some melon seeds to eat, cracking them as he spoke: "Swallowing two children born under auspicious clouds is indeed different. With such high luck, Qin He's child has never lacked heavenly treasures since childhood."

Qin Bi listened, thinking to herself that Rong Juan had also started saving a small fortune for Rong Yang.

But back then, her lifespan had been damaged, and she was pregnant. To nourish her body, Rong Juan had used a large amount of heavenly treasures. Compared to He Yan, Rong Juan, one of the two powerful ministers' heirs in Great Yan, did not have as many good things in his possession.

No, she also had to save a small fortune for Rong Yang.

With this thought, Qin Bi's heart raced with excitement. She asked Qin Lang: "If I want to earn silver, what is suitable? Should I go to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm to kill demons?"

"I don't understand that either!" Qin Lang paused in his cracking of melon seeds, thought for a moment, and said: "Rong Yan knows a lot. Why don't I ask Rong Yan and tell you later?"

"Good." Qin Bi nodded: "Ask Rong Yan later."

Qin Lang stood up: "I'll go ask right now."

Qin Bi liked this temperament; she wanted things resolved immediately and disliked dragging things out.

After Qin Lang threw away the melon seed shells and left, Qin Bi took a spirit food sweet potato and placed it on the charcoal stove to roast. Rong Juan had taken Rong Yang to the palace; when the child returned, they would need something to tide them over.

She instructed a maid later, then went to fetch another plate of peanuts and placed them on the stove surface.

The stoves in ancient wealthy families were exquisitely made. The charcoal burned was made from various fragrant trees, such as pear wood, smelling fresh and sweet, but Qin Bi did not like it much, so she burned wood without fragrance.

After a while, the scent of roasted peanuts overflowed.

Qin Bi flipped the peanuts over. About half an hour later, Rong Yan and Qin Lang returned together. Since training together in the small space of the Demon Beast Realm last time, Rong Yan and Qin Bi had become somewhat familiar. Hearing that Qin Bi was asking about earning silver, he had followed her to the Wang Fu.

"Eat peanuts." Qin Bi had no airs; before marrying Rong Juan, she was merely a concubine-born daughter, and having been the Heir's Consort for only a few days, what airs could she put on? Qin Bi smiled: "I just roasted these peanuts."

Rong Yan did not stand on ceremony either. He sat on the stool beside the stove, took a few peanuts, shelled them, and ate.

Qin Lang also took some to eat and urged Rong Yan: "Rong Yan, tell my sister. If we don't go to the small space in the Demon Beast Realm to kill demons, what can we do to save a small fortune for the young Heir?"

Qin Bi glanced at a maid, who brought up tea.

"Reclaiming wasteland." Rong Yan offered a suggestion: "Planting is not easy in our cultivation world; the soil is all compacted earth. Most noble families and scholars take advantage of the winter when the ground is not frozen to reclaim wasteland."

Regarding land reclamation, Qin Bi knew a little. In Great Yan, reclaiming one fen of wasteland yielded fifty spirit stones. If it was less than one fen, settlement could be made using demon beast crystals.

Cultivators who lacked cultivation resources could reclaim wasteland.

Now that winter had just begun, the soil should not be frozen yet. Qin Bi asked: "Do we dig the earth?"

"Only those who do not cultivate dig earth to reclaim wasteland." Rong Yan looked at Qin Bi's delicate appearance: "You were quite formidable in the small space of the Demon Beast Realm before. If you could reclaim wasteland using immortal arts like the scholars, that would be great."

Qin Bi understood and asked: "So, using immortal arts to turn compacted earth into good soil?"

Rong Yan nodded: "You should be able to reclaim wasteland. Since you can summon rain, you can also reclaim wasteland. If you go to reclaim land, you don't need much; just reclaim a little each day. Once you accumulate half a fen of land, you can go to the Ministry of Household or the Ministry of Works to claim spirit stones and crystals."

Qin Bi pondered whether to go reclaim wasteland.

Qin Lang also frowned in thought: "Reclaiming wasteland in the middle of winter is very hard work."

Qin Bi also felt she could not reclaim wasteland. Since visiting the small space of the Demon Beast Realm, she felt terrifyingly strong, but reclaiming wasteland seemed a bit far-fetched; a more fantastical approach would be better.

"I was just thinking of reclaiming wasteland." Rong Yan continued talking: "I have a spiritual root now, but currently there is no suitable small space in the Demon Beast Realm for training. This winter, I plan to reclaim wasteland with the scholars. Perhaps I can even become a Tongsheng."

In this cultivation world, the imperial examination was also based on luck and fortune. As long as one could use immortal arts to open up a certain amount of land, one could become a Tongsheng. Qin Bi had only heard of this; judging by Rong Yan's words, he wanted to take the imperial examination.

She wanted to too. Qin Bi got excited: "I'll become a Tongsheng too."

Rong Yan found it amusing. Qin Lang said: "You wish."

"I might be able to." Qin Bi was usually gentle and soft, but now she acted a bit whimsically. She turned to Rong Yan and said: "Let me cast a divination for you first. If you go to the place for reclaiming wasteland, and first stop at the Spirit Plant Street, you will be able to pick up a plot of land for free once you arrive at the reclamation site."

Qin Lang ate melon seeds, laughing uncontrollably.

Rong Yan also found it funny: "I didn't expect the Heir's Consort to enjoy joking."

"I'm not joking." Qin Bi tried to look serious but couldn't help smiling: "I feel I am about to emerge."

Qin Lang: "······???!!"

Rong Yan: "????"

"What do you mean by 'emerge'?" Qin Lang didn't understand.

"Mystic Arts." Qin Bi explained: "Divination."