How did such immense wealth fall into my family?

Chapter 165 Sigh! Why is Mother so hard to talk to?
Although Shiba thought the Emperor was a bit foolish, she still felt she had to apologize. Just as Shiba turned around to apologize, she saw the Emperor crying.

Eighteen: "..." He didn't use much force, did he? "I'm sorry. Don't cry, I'll blow on it for you."

cry?
As the Duke of Jin swam toward the Eighteenth Prince and the Emperor, he said, "How can you not even distinguish between water and tears... no... no..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the Emperor was actually crying.

Duke of Jin: "..." No way? "Your Majesty, are you kidding me?"

The Emperor wiped his face. "Yes. Eighteen, were you frightened?"

Eighteen: This person is treating him like a three-year-old again. This person was clearly crying very sadly just now. "Yeah, I was scared."

"Hahahaha... I knew you'd be scared. I'm an adult, comparing myself to you is just bullying you. So, what do you say? The three of you compete."

"Okay." Finally, I don't have to play with this guy anymore. He's silly, loves to cry, and thinks I'm a three-year-old. "Nineteen, twenty."

"They're here." Nineteen and Twenty came over happily.

In the blink of an eye, Shiba took his two little grandsons, Fu, to the other side.

The Emperor looked at the Duke of Jin. "Eighteen has seven red moles on the sole of his left foot."

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Jin immediately thought that the eighteen-year-old boy's life was probably in danger. What emperor would allow someone with seven stars on their feet to appear among the common people? "Your Majesty, these moles cannot be judged by quantity alone; their arrangement must also be considered." It must not be arranged like the Big Dipper.

The Emperor stared into the eyes of the Duke of Jin and said, "The seven red moles on the soles of the eighteen feet are exactly the same as the Big Dipper. I can see them very clearly."

"...Then...what are you planning to do? Should you ask the Imperial Advisor?"

Why ask the Imperial Advisor?

"Is the eighteenth day of the month a different fate?"

"No need to ask. Eighteen is definitely destined to be an emperor."

"...Then...then could you wait until I send him back to the Qian family before you take action?"

"I don't intend to take action. I plan to let him stay in the Qian family."

"Stay? You're planning to confine him?"

The Emperor glared at the Duke of Jin. "Why am I confining him? He's at the age where he's most restless."

"...He stepped on the Seven Stars."

"I know."

"His seven moles are arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper."

"I know..." the Emperor realized. "He is my son."

what? !

The Duke of Jin's eyes widened instantly. "Eighteen is your son?"

The Emperor nodded. "I knew Heaven wouldn't treat me this way. Not only do I have a healthy son, but this healthy son is also born with the destiny of an emperor."

That would be wonderful! "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed." The Emperor recounted Consort Tao's conjecture and the details of his dinner invitation to Qian Laifu. "Originally, I thought the royal family and ministers wouldn't believe Old Master Qian's one-sided account. Now, all I need to do is have the Eighteenth take off his socks and show them to them, and they'll shut up."

Who is Shiba's birth mother?

The Emperor's eyes darkened. "Just pretend his birth mother is dead. I only acknowledge Granny Tian as his mother."

It seems that the reason why Shiba ended up among the common people is inseparable from his birth mother. "Your Majesty, I understand. I was afraid that Gousheng would come after me. Your Majesty, is the mole on the sole of Shiba's foot really exactly the same as the Big Dipper?"

"Hmm. If you don't believe me, find an opportunity to see for yourself."

"it is good."

The three little bald boys got tired of playing and climbed ashore.

Just as Shiba picked up the cloth, the Duke of Jin came over. "Let me wipe you."

"No need, I could wipe myself when I was one year old." His master was just worried that he wasn't eating enough or well. But his master didn't indulge him in other matters.

"Use it." Duke Jin snatched the cloth from Eighteen's hands.

Eighteen: "..." Nineteen, Grandpa has this hobby? "Nineteen, Twenty, you don't need to wipe yourselves anymore. Brother Jiang likes to help others wipe their water."

I don't like it. "Yeah, and you guys shouldn't wipe it yourselves either." "Okay!"

Nineteen and Twenty stuffed their cloths into the hands of the Duke of Jin. "Thank you, Grandpa/Grandpa Jiang."

"You're welcome."

After wiping the heads of the three little bald boys one by one, the Duke of Jin went to find the Emperor.

While getting dressed, Nineteen said, "Grandpa, I feel like my grandpa wiped you so carefully, but he didn't seem to wipe me and Twenty as carefully."

Twenty felt the same way: "Mmm."

Eighteen also noticed. "He probably just found it novel, and then got bored after a while."

Nineteen thought for a moment. "He treats us like toys."

Twenty: "Mmm."

On the other side, the Duke of Jin returned to the Emperor's side with a face full of excitement. "Your Majesty, it really looks exactly like the Big Dipper."

The Emperor smiled smugly. "I already told you I saw it very clearly, but you still insisted on seeing it for yourself."

"Hehe...Your Majesty, should we tell the Duke of Wei about this?"

"No. He can't act."

Indeed. "What are your plans next?"

"I intend to elevate the Qian family; from now on, the Qian family will be Xiao Jiu's maternal grandparents' family."

They definitely deserved to be helped. If it weren't for the Qian family, the Ninth Prince would have been eaten by wild beasts.

After discussing it, the two of them took the three little bald boys back home.

When Shiba parted from the Emperor, he asked the Emperor again if he could bring his family and teacher to his villa.
After receiving a positive answer, Shiba felt relieved.

The Emperor went to see Consort Tao as soon as he returned to the palace. "You may all leave."

"Yes."

After the palace servants left, the Emperor told Consort Tao about the seven red moles on the sole of the Eighteenth Emperor's left foot.

Consort Tao was delighted to hear this. "So, what do you plan to do?"

“I’m planning to give Xiao Jiu some more help. Tell me about the Qian family.”

"it is good."

After leaving Consort Tao's quarters, the Emperor summoned the commander of the secret guards. "From now on, we should focus on training Dong Laoqi."

"Yes." It seems that his position will belong to Dong Laoqi from now on.

Meanwhile, as soon as Shiba got home, he went to find Granny Tian. "Mother, Mother, we're back. Mother, I'll take you to the hot spring tomorrow."

Granny Tian hugged the three calves to her arms. "Did Grandpa Nineteen take you to soak in the warm spring?"

Eighteen: "Hmm. The Emperor went too. The Emperor is a bit silly."

"You're the fool. If you say the Emperor is foolish again, I'll beat you up."

"Hehe... I won't say anything more." Eighteen looked up at Granny Tian with a fawning expression and said, "Mom, I want to discuss something with you."

"What are you discussing?"

Eighteen hugged Granny Tian's waist and rubbed against her. "Mom, I'm a grandfather now, can you please stop hitting me?"

"No way. Even if you become the Jade Emperor, let alone my grandfather, I'll still be your mother and I can still beat you up."

Eighteen rubbed against Granny Tian again. "Mother, let's talk about it again."

"Not negotiable."

"Mother, I am your precious youngest son."

"They'll still get beaten up."

Sigh! Why is Mom so hard to talk to? When will he stop getting beaten?