Chapter 81: Blessed

The Minister of War asked, "Are you here to sell vegetables with the little Heir Apparent?"

The little Imperial Prince saw it was the Minister of War and walked over, "Yes, Grandfather, why are you here?"

"I heard someone was selling spiritual vegetables, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect it to really be the little Heir Apparent." The Minister of War was surprised, "Didn't you just sell two carts of cabbage yesterday? How are there still spiritual vegetables?"

The little Imperial Prince said, "There are still more in the fields!"

"Still more?" The Minister of War was stunned.

"My younger brother planted a lot of vegetables," the little Imperial Prince boasted.

The Minister of War: "......"

The spiritual vegetables at this price were a great deal. The Minister of War pondered for a moment and said, "I'll wait here with you. I'll buy some more. Once I've bought them, you can take a few heads back for your Imperial Mother to eat."

The little Imperial Prince's eyes lit up, "Okay!"

The Minister of War looked around and, seeing no one else besides the guards, leaned over and whispered to the little Imperial Prince, "If that Fubao wants to eat the spiritual vegetables, you must not give them to her. Grandfather is only buying them for you and your Imperial Mother."

The little Imperial Prince hesitated, "But Fubao is my younger sister."

*Pah*, what kind of younger sister? The Minister of War cursed inwardly. Qin He's child was not He Yan's child. If she were the Heir Apparent's child, it would be fine to call the Imperial Princes brothers, but the problem was that Fubao was not He Yan's child at all.

She was Rong Juan's child, though. *Eh? * The Minister of War's thoughts stalled.

My god, why does Rong Juan's child look so much like He Yan??!!!

"Grandfather, Grandfather......" the little Imperial Prince called out.

The Minister of War came back to his senses, "Hmm, what is it?"

The little Imperial Prince said, "Fubao is my younger sister."

The Minister of War scoffed. He thought about how this Fubao only took and never gave; his own grandson couldn't even get his hands on any good things, yet this Fubao had been eating spiritual vegetables since she was small. No, he wouldn't give any more cabbage to the palace.

The few little Imperial Princes in the palace were simple and honest; don't let them be swindled out of everything, to the point where they couldn't even eat a single head.

After thinking it over, the Minister of War sent his attendants to tell the other ministers that the little Heir Apparent was selling spiritual vegetables here. The Prime Minister and the others were a bit puzzled upon receiving the news; if there were suitable spiritual vegetables, the Minister of War would usually buy them all himself. Why was he being so kind as to call them over?

The Minister of Revenue figured it out as soon as he pondered it. He must be worried that the little Imperial Princes wouldn't get to eat the spiritual vegetables and would be hoodwinked by some people, so he was calling them to buy them together.

The ministers who had grandsons in the palace all bought spiritual vegetables for the palace. Surely the little Imperial Princes wouldn't be unable to eat them now, right?!

The ministers were also feeling stifled, but Fubao was a child born after swallowing two auspicious clouds; her blessing value was high. The ministers gave her some face for He Yan's sake, but they couldn't let the little Imperial Princes suffer.

Look at Fubao, eating spiritual food since she was small, full of all kinds of blessings.

Then look at the little Imperial Princes, each one so honest and simple, unable to get their hands on any good things. This matter couldn't be dwelled upon; the more they thought about it, the more vexed they became. The Imperial Princes' maternal families felt stifled whenever they thought of this.

Each manor sent people to buy the spiritual vegetables, not even knowing what kind of spiritual vegetables they were.

Since the Minister of War had bought them, they might as well buy some to taste.

As for whether or not to give them to the palace's consorts and little Imperial Princes? The little Imperial Princes' maternal families hesitated, thinking it was better not to send them to the palace. If they sent them, their own children wouldn't get to eat them anyway, so it was better to invite the little Imperial Princes to their homes to eat.

Rong Yang's vegetables sold quickly, and he returned to his fief, everyone very happy.

The advisors rolled up their sleeves and loaded two more carts. Qin Bi asked about Rong Yang's vegetable sales, and upon hearing that it was the Minister of War and the Minister of Revenue who had bought them, Qin Bi was speechless for a long while.

It was evident that these spiritual vegetables were very popular.

Rong Yang would eventually enter the imperial court. Qin Bi said, "If it's your colleagues, the price can be cheaper. Also, your Imperial Prince brothers' maternal families—you've eaten plenty of the Imperial Princes' things since you were small."

The child had been attending court since he was small, and the Great Yan Emperor hadn't stopped him, which counted as tacit approval.

As such, the ministers could also be considered Rong Yang's colleagues.

Rong Yang took it to heart and discussed the price with Rong Juan. Given Rong Juan's temperament, he wouldn't sell them cheaply, but Rong Juan didn't say anything. Qin Bi was puzzled—was he really indulging her this much?

He He Shizi Apparent was trying to save up a small treasury for his son; could he afford to sell them cheaply?!

When Rong Yang left the fief again, Qin Lang followed. As soon as they arrived at the bustling market, people from various manors were waiting in front of the restaurant. They had pulled two carts over, and the Minister of War bought a whole cart himself.

The remaining ones were divided among the other manors. Rong Yang said, "Seven low-grade crystals per jin."

The Minister of War: "......"

He didn't want to speak; to speak was to regret. If he had known they were this cheap, why did he tell others there were good spiritual vegetables for sale? It wasn't as if he couldn't afford them himself. Why didn't the little Heir Apparent say they were cheap earlier?!

Nearby, some cultivators were in an uproar upon hearing the price.

"I'll buy, I'll buy......"

"I'll buy too."

"Can it be cheaper? I'll buy more."

Qin Lang stood out immediately. *What are you thinking? * It was already this cheap, and they still wanted it cheaper? Had they lost their minds? The people from the various manors didn't look pleased either; they had already divided them up and were just waiting to weigh them.

"Our little Heir Apparent only sells to colleagues for seven low-grade crystals per jin," Qin Lang said. "For you people, if you want to buy, it's ten low-grade crystals per jin. Besides, they're sold out."

The cultivators were disappointed; spiritual vegetables this cheap were rarely seen.

"Will you come to sell vegetables again next time?" This was the person who had asked if it could be cheaper.

Qin Lang had sharp eyes and said, "We won't come again."

This person was a woman; she stomped her feet and left.

The guards weighed them; there were two carts, and they were all divided up, just waiting to be weighed.

Rong Yang obtained another ten thousand low-grade beast crystals. The people from the various manors carried the cabbage away. *Good heavens*, the price of these spiritual vegetables was cheap, but each head of cabbage was heavy; he hadn't earned any fewer crystals at all.

In the Heir Apparent's fief, the guards and escorts followed, busy running back and forth.

Qin Bi gave the order: "Give everyone one head of cabbage."

The guards and escorts were happy when they heard this, as were the advisors; they could all get one head. This was given to them, and there was also plenty of cabbage to eat in the manor. Who wouldn't be happy? Cultivators benefited from eating spiritual food.

Rong Juan: "......"

Rong Yang: "......"

"My little treasury," Rong Yang said, looking up at Rong Juan.

Rong Juan was silent. *Yes, his son's little treasury. * Each head of cabbage was worth over a hundred low-grade beast crystals. That wasn't even all; seeing the little Imperial Prince following along, Qin Bi even gave the little Imperial Prince a head of cabbage.

Rong Yang: "......"

They had them planted in the palace, too.

The little Imperial Prince grinned, happy and cheerful.

By the end of the day, a lot of cabbage had been sold, along with other vegetables. Rong Yang's storage bag was full of beast crystals, and the child didn't feel bad about the cabbage he had given away anymore.

Rong Yang had earned a fortune and was in a very good mood.

Qin Bi had been following him to the fief for the past two days. Rong Juan was worried, so he stopped attending court. Qin Bi knew her own limits while pregnant, so going out was fine, but Qin He was vomiting whatever she ate; her morning sickness was severe.

He Yan had just returned once and then went to the Beast Realm's small space, obtaining a high-grade spiritual plant for Qin He.