The wife travels through time and space to honor her husband: The heirless prince raises a child

Chapter 12 Spiritual Ingredients
In ancient times, when court officials went to court, it was not uncommon for them to stay for dinner if state affairs had not been dealt with yet.

Therefore, Qin Bi didn't think much about it.

Not only did Qin Bi not think much about it, but all the civil and military officials in the court did not think much about it either. When it was noon, the Emperor of Dayan was hungry. He glanced at the eunuch, and the eunuch went to arrange the imperial meal for lunch.

Emperor Dayan was a good emperor who did not like extravagance. He usually had the same lunch as his court officials, but on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month he would eat rice dishes that contained spiritual energy.

This has always been the case, and this is also the rule in neighboring countries.

The Emperor of Dayan and his court officials had gotten used to eating the same meal on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and had forgotten about it. When the meal was served, each court official was given two dishes and a soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, plus a bowl of rice.

If it’s not enough, you can continue to eat rice and steamed buns to fill you up.

He Yan ate a light meal, and Rong Jun was holding the child and was not in a hurry to eat.

On the table in front of him, there were two dishes and a soup, as well as the empty plates and small bowls that Rong Jun brought from home. The little guy was hungry, so he held Qin Bi's small tea bowl and ate it.

"My dear minister, why aren't you eating?" The Great Yan Emperor was about to eat, but when he saw Rong Jun holding the child and not moving his chopsticks, he asked.

The court officials were talking in low voices with the officials next to them, discussing the morning's affairs of state. When they heard the Emperor of Dayan asking questions, they subconsciously looked over and found that this war god-level prince did not bring a lunch box.

The Minister of Works showed a look of surprise. Rong Jun was waiting for this. He held the child who was chewing on the small tea bowl and said, "You didn't bring any food for the child. He calls you the Emperor's uncle. How about the Emperor share some food with your nephew?!"

"This, this..." The Great Yan Emperor looked at his imperial meal, which consisted of six dishes, a soup, and a bowl of rice. "The child hasn't grown teeth yet, so he can't eat these dishes with a lot of fireworks."

The Great Yan Emperor glanced at the eunuch and said, "Go to the imperial kitchen and steam a bowl of egg custard for the young prince."

The eunuch took the order and left, quickly going to the imperial kitchen to give instructions.

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Rong Jun stood up, took a small bowl and a small plate and went to the side of the Emperor of Dayan. He used chopsticks to pick up food from the Emperor of Dayan's plate and fed it to the little guy.

The dishes and soup were both foods that contained spiritual energy. Rong Jun fed the little guy a spoonful of soup with some vegetables. The little guy smacked his lips when he tasted something different.

"Ah." The little guy opened his mouth.

Rong Jun continued to scoop soup, add a grain of rice, and some vegetables, and feed it to the child. The little guy ate happily, and his little arms and legs were moving, which made the child very happy.

The Great Yan Emperor held a spoon: “······”

All the civil and military officials in the court: “…”

The ministers finally came to their senses at this moment. They thought they had forgotten to bring the lunch box, but it turned out to be waiting here. They came to the court to eat and drink for free. The Emperor of Dayan could only eat a meal made from spiritual ingredients on the first and fifteenth day of a month, but this prince was not polite at all.

Those who had a good relationship with the emperor didn't get to eat it. The Minister of Works was lucky. He stared at the child, and he really could eat. He was so young, but he probably drank most of the bowl of soup.

The Prime Minister and the Minister of Revenue both started to get angry and could not eat.

The Emperor of Dayan didn't drink the soup that the child liked, so he saved it for the child. He held a spoon and reached out to another bowl of soup. Rong Jun scooped a small spoonful first, blew on it, and fed it to the little guy.

Emperor Da Yan: “…”

"Can such a small child drink soup?" Emperor Yan said.

"It's drinkable." Spiritual ingredients are good stuff. Children can drink it in small sips. Rong Jun fed the child without hesitation and gave his opinion: "It's just a little salty. Try to use less salt next time."

Minister of Revenue: “…”

Good fellow, you still want to get some of the emperor's spiritual ingredients next time? !
The Emperor of Dayan glanced at the eunuch in the imperial kitchen, and the little eunuch remembered to put less salt next time. The little ones liked both soups, so the Emperor of Dayan simply stopped drinking the soup and put a little rice into the child's small bowl. The child couldn't eat too much if there was too much.

He Yan frowned, but didn't say anything. Rong Jun first fed the little guy a mouthful of soup, one or two grains of rice, and some vegetables, and fed him until he was full. The prime minister and several ministers glared at him, which made them very angry.

The Emperor of Dayan said nothing, which made several court officials so angry that they served themselves an extra bowl of rice.

Compared with Rong Jun's son, they would be at a disadvantage if they ate one more bowl of rice.

This is a world where blessings and luck are everything. Being treated specially by the Emperor of Dayan can bring you a lot of blessings. I wonder how many court officials felt jealous after this day.

After the court session, the Emperor of Dayan thought that he would not eat with his ministers next time. He only ate spiritual food on the first and fifteenth day of every month. He didn’t have a full meal at noon today. The little guy can really eat!

Rong Jun did not go back and continued to help the emperor handle state affairs.

The Emperor of Great Yan was quite happy at first, but it was during dinner time that this blessed Emperor of Great Yan came to his senses. The little guy also wanted to eat some of his dinner, and kicked his calves when he was happy.

Emperor Da Yan: “…”

The little guy was happy with his meal today. When he got home, he was held in Qin Bi's arms and giggled.

"Are you so happy?" Qin Bi's mood also improved and she smiled brightly.

The little guy fluttered: "Ahh."

"What does the emperor provide for our meals?" Qin Bi chatted with the little guy.

Rong Yang fluttered: "Ahh."

Qin Bi smiled. The little guy was so happy that he slept late that night. Rong Jun coaxed him into a thin quilt. The little guy played for a while and then fell asleep while chewing on a small tea bowl.

Lying on the bed, Qin Bi asked curiously, "What did you eat?"

Rong Jun said: "Spiritual ingredients."

Qin Bi: “…”

The little guy was used to going to court. He would wake up at a certain time and talk to Rong Jun. Rong Jun would pack him up for going out. The little guy would look around curiously and then jump into Rong Jun's arms.

After the court session, Emperor Da Yan was impatient to deal with the memorials and threw them to He Yan and Rong Jun.

He Yan was with several ministers, while Rong Jun was helping the emperor deal with memorials in the imperial garden. It was because the Emperor of Dayan was holding a child for him. The little guy was wearing a bracelet to ward off evil spirits and holding a small tea bowl in his little hands.

The Emperor of Dayan fed him a spoonful of soup, and the little guy opened his mouth and ate it.

After playing for a while, the little fellow nibbled on the small tea bowl, and suddenly hit the table, spilling a handful of dirt.

Emperor Da Yan: “...Huh???!!!”

The Great Yan Emperor stared at a handful of soil on the table. The soil was moist and fine, not easily hardened. This should be top-grade soil, suitable for growing things. Where did it come from? !

The Great Yan Emperor cast his gaze on the small tea bowl in the little fellow's hand. This magical instrument did not contain any condensed energy. It was as clean as porcelain without any flaws. It should be a magical instrument without condensed energy.

The Great Yan Emperor was puzzled and fed the little guy another spoonful of soup.

The little fellow ate it, grabbed the small tea bowl and slammed it on the table, then spilled a handful of dirt.

(End of this chapter)