Chapter 572

Heir Rong wanted to say, I'm afraid I'll lose my memory and bring back another woman.

With the words on the tip of his tongue, thinking of Qin He's personal magic treasure, Heir Rong said: "If the private soldiers of my Rong Wang Fu can't be raised, I have to ask the Emperor for some rations. As for the two children, let's talk about it after I raise them."

Emperor of Great Yan: "??????"

The Minister of Rites wouldn't have it. He had come to discuss with the Emperor about asking the Immortal Sect to summon rain in early spring. Heir Rong and the Emperor of Great Yan were chatting idly, so the Minister of Rites kept quiet.

They were as close as brothers; why should he open his mouth?

As a result, what was this? You couldn't raise the soldiers of your Rong Wang Fu and had to rely on the Emperor to raise them for you?!

"Are you eating the big household?" the thin old man said angrily.

Heir Rong was a powerful official in name and reality and didn't put the Minister of Rites in his eyes, glancing faintly at the Minister of Rites. Rong Yang and Rong Chi also glanced at the Minister of Rites.

The child had a look of surprise: Eating the big household, is that not okay?!

"Eating Imperial He He Bo Fu's big household!" the little milk bun said as a matter of course.

The Minister of Rites wouldn't blow his beard and stare at the little heir. Regarding the two little heirs of the Rong Wang Fu and the Yan Guogong Manor, not only did the two powerful official heirs view them as treasures, but the court officials and the Emperor of Great Yan also cherished them.

Without these two, the luck value and fortune value of Great Yan would be forty lower than Great Chu and Rong Di.

"Little Heir, go eat someone else's big household." The Minister of Rites said.

"Whose big household to eat?" The little milk bun was very interested.

The Minister of Rites was stunned. He had just said it like that and didn't expect the child to ask. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was interrupted by Heir Rong.

"Don't say it," Heir Rong said: "He really will go eat the big household."

Who was Rong Chi? A little foodie.

The Emperor of Great Yan gave the Minister of Rites a wink, and the Minister of Rites hurriedly said: "Little Heir, we can't just eat the big household at every turn. In early spring, when saving up family assets, let your father go to the Beast Realm small space to collect things, and your mother will stay at home to raise you and Little Heir Rong Yang."

"Eating the big household is good." Rong Chi was determined to eat the big household.

The Minister of Rites was choked: "......"

Emperor of Great Yan: "......"

Heir Rong lowered his eyes to look at the little milk bun. He really hadn't taught Rong Chi these things. Rong Yang even echoed his younger brother, also feeling that eating the big household was good. Heir Rong's face didn't move, but he was pondering in his heart who had taught them.

"Your mother will save up family assets for you and your brother," Heir Rong said: "Imperial He He Bo Fu is family, so you can eat the big household, but outsiders can't."

Rong Yang and Rong Chi looked at each other, the children bewildered.

"But," Rong Yang said: "Fubao eats everyone's big household."

Fubao sponged off food and drink, even sponging off to the palace.

The little milk bun nodded vigorously: "It's true."

Heir Rong narrowed his eyes. The Emperor of Great Yan was left speechless, unable to retort. Fubao indeed often ate and drank for free, and there was also Qin He, who took the things of the Yan Guogong Manor as her own.

The Minister of Rites wanted to curse: "Shameless thing."

But Rong Yang and Rong Chi were here, so the Minister of Rites couldn't curse and just said: "The Xue Wang Fu has no upbringing."

Surprise appeared on the little milk bun and Rong Yang's little faces. No upbringing, not good. The Minister of Rites looked at the expressions of the two little heirs and nodded slightly. Not bad, well taught.

Heir Rong entered the palace for the top-level large-scale teleportation array. At this moment, he opened his mouth: "Emperor, where is your magic treasure, the top-level large-scale teleportation array? When the Heir Consort encounters danger, she can retreat completely."

The Emperor of Great Yan said: "Planting a radish and a cabbage, and you don't even give me any to eat."

Still want a top-level large-scale teleportation array?

The Emperor of Great Yan was holding out. This was not an ordinary teleportation array. The Emperor of Great Yan only had one top-level large-scale teleportation array. Some cultivation families also had a few, but they still couldn't compare to the imperial family's top-level large-scale teleportation array.

Heir Rong was dumbfounded. The Emperor of Great Yan had also become arrogant.

The Minister of Rites nodded repeatedly: "Whatever good things the Rong Wang Fu has, they are never seen being given to the Emperor."

"Want what?" Rong Yang asked the Emperor of Great Yan.

The Emperor of Great Yan immediately smiled: "Let me use your and Rong Chi's small summoning magic tools. Imperial He He Bo Fu will plant some spirit vegetables and spirit fruit trees. When the spirit vegetables and spirit fruits grow, I'll give them to you to eat."

"No," Rong Juan immediately refused.

The two little buns also covered their small storage bags.

The Emperor of Great Yan wasn't afraid. It didn't matter if he didn't get the small summoning magic tools; he wouldn't give the top-level large-scale teleportation array either. The one most nervous about the Heir Consort Rong was Heir Rong; the Emperor of Great Yan wasn't in a hurry.

"My personal magic treasure," Rong Yang said: "Won't give it."

The little milk bun Rong Chi also said: "Won't give."

"It's fine if you just pour out a little soil for me," the Emperor of Great Yan coaxed the children.

This was fine. Rong Yang reached out to find the Emperor of Great Yan. The Emperor of Great Yan picked up the child, and there was also the little milk bun Rong Chi. The children lay on the table and took out small teacups from their storage bags.

Grasping the handle, the little milk bun took a small teacup and buckled it on the table, pouring out a small teacup of soil. Rong Yang also took a small teacup and poured out soil. When the Minister of Rites saw this, he was dumbfounded.

"This, this, where did this magic treasure come from?" The Minister of Rites' hands shook.

Rong Juan said indifferently: "Low-grade magic treasure. After using it many times, it breaks."

The Minister of Rites felt it was a pity. The Emperor of Great Yan didn't expose Heir Rong either. Since Rong Yang and Rong Chi were born, each had a small teacup. The one condensed by the Heir Consort Rong was quite sturdy; it hadn't cracked yet.

Beginner condensation ability, the magic tools condensed couldn't be used many times.

The two little buns took the small teacups and poured soil on the table. The Minister of Rites was very observant and went to get a planting pot, collecting the soil on the side. High-grade soil, not that kind of dry soil.

High-grade soil, wet soil couldn't be used to plant things directly!

The Emperor of Great Yan knew the ability of the small teacups and said: "Give me some water."

This was a bit difficult for the little buns. The two little buns stared at the teacups, and after a while, they condensed a small teacup of water. The Minister of Rites' pupils shook. There was such a magic treasure????????

"Pour it into the planting pot," the Emperor of Great Yan arranged: "Don't spill it."

The Minister of Rites hurriedly moved the planting pot closer. This water looked clear; it was no exaggeration to call it spirit spring water. The little buns held the small teacups and tried their best not to shake it out.

Heir Rong hesitated for a moment and took out a small chili pepper, a dried chili pepper.

Crush it, and you could harvest chili seeds.

The little buns provided soil and water, and Rong Juan provided chili seeds, all for the Emperor of Great Yan's top-level large-scale teleportation array. Compared to the past, the Emperor of Great Yan had also become clever. If he didn't give him anything, don't even think about his teleportation array.

The Minister of Rites carried the planting pot, and the Emperor of Great Yan stared, both worried that the two little buns would shake the water out of the small teacups.

Still worried? The little milk bun drank a mouthful directly, clear and sweet.

Rong Yang also drank a little, so it wouldn't spill.

Emperor of Great Yan: "......"

Minister of Rites: "......"

It was agreed to give it to the Emperor of Great Yan, but they drank a mouthful, and there was a mouthful less.

"Two little heirs," the Minister of Rites protected the Emperor of Great Yan tightly: "Is this water for our Emperor?"

The two little buns were dumbfounded.