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

In the past, the ministers would have been furious.

The little dumpling was eating peeled boiled melon seeds, puzzled. His bright black eyes were filled with doubt. Why was no one complaining about the palace's special melon seeds he was eating today? He couldn't figure it out.

Rong Jun glanced at his youngest son; the spirit vegetables had been coaxed away! The Prime Minister and the Six Ministers, who supported the Great Yan Emperor, hadn't suffered any losses, so naturally they remained silent. Since the child had spirit melon seeds to eat, Rong Jun pretended not to see it.

With memorials to be reviewed endlessly, and some military matters requiring the approval of the dashing and spirited Crown Prince Rong, the Emperor of Great Yan could simply remain in the capital and enjoy his life. However, the Crown Prince Rong had no desire to go to the border.

Rong Jun has a wife and children, and they are his beloved wife and young children. The Crown Prince Rong dotes on them so much that he's afraid they'll melt in his hands. The border is bitterly cold, so the Crown Prince Rong won't let his wife and children go to the border with him.

Therefore, border military affairs could only be handled in the capital.

In fact, ever since his wife became pregnant with Rong Yang, the Crown Prince Rong had handed over all power to the Emperor of Great Yan. But the Emperor refused to accept this. Aren't emperors always wary of powerful ministers? After relinquishing his military power, the Crown Prince Rong devoted himself to staying home with his wife and children.

Now things are really messed up. The Emperor of Great Yan is getting anxious and is looking forward to Prince Rong attending court every day.

With two powerful ministers at the helm, the Crown Prince Rong was in trouble. Who would handle his military affairs? The Emperor of Great Yan had been suffering for the past year or two, having to approve all the memorials that belonged to the Crown Prince Rong.

At this moment, the Emperor of Great Yan was peeling melon seeds for the little dumpling while keeping an eye on Prince Rong. Seeing that Prince Rong was about to leave, he immediately ordered, "Eunuch Fu, take Prince Rong's memorial with you."

Eunuch Fu immediately gathered the memorials, taking with him all the ones he hadn't finished reviewing.

Rong Jun's face darkened. The Emperor of Great Yan felt guilty. Eunuch Fu didn't know how to put this stack of memorials into Rong Shizi's hands. It would be fine if he held great power, but Rong Shizi didn't want military power anymore. It was unreasonable to let him take the affairs of state home to handle.

The Prime Minister is shrewd; who will review the military affairs of the Crown Prince?

The Prime Minister took the memorial from Eunuch Fu, smiled gently, and handed it to the little boy: "Come, little prince, take your family's things home."

This little dumpling is such a money-grubber! Give him anything and he'll take it all. Take out his little storage bag.

Oh my, the eyes of the Emperor and the Prime Minister of the Great Yan Dynasty lit up, and they quickly put the memorial into the child's storage bag.

Rong Jun: "......"

The little guy is greedy; I need to teach him a lesson. He can't have everything.

Rong Yang has been attending court since he was a child, and the little dumpling can already review some memorials. This younger one absolutely cannot be brought to court anymore, and there's no need for him to know how to review memorials. The more Rong Shizi thought about it, the more he felt that it was wrong for both children to have to work so hard reviewing memorials.

I can't approve memorials, but I must be able to read them; I can't accept them.

Rong Jun was not the emperor of the previous life, and he would never stoop to throwing a memorial at the Emperor of Great Yan.

Carrying the little dumpling out of the palace, the little dumpling accepted all the memorials and said, "Keep them."

Out of the palace, on the carriage.

Rong Jun took a memorial from the child's storage bag: "What is this?"

The little dumpling looked up and said, "A book."

"This is a memorial to the throne," Rong Jun said. "Don't need it next time."

"Why?" The little dumpling seemed quite curious.

Rong Jun didn't answer the child. When they got home, Qin Bi stopped staring at the spirit plant chicks, got up to greet them, took the little dumpling from Rong Jun's hands, and chattered away with the child.

The little dumpling took out a packet of boiled sunflower seeds and shared them with Qin Bi, while Rong Jun gave them all to Qin Bi. The little dumpling: "......"

Rong Jun took a memorial and placed it in the child's hand, telling him to stare at it and eat it only when he understood it. He wanted anything, but instead of taking the easy path laid out for him, he insisted on receiving the memorial.

Qin Bi was taken aback, and holding the little baby, she asked Rong Jun, "Did he understand it?"

Rong Jun said, "Give it to him and he'll take it. Even if he doesn't understand it, just let him have it."

After seeing them many times, you'll recognize them as imperial edicts.

Qin Bi was only stunned for a moment before she realized that the little dumpling had returned with the memorials. The Prime Minister and the Emperor of Great Yan had no way to deal with the Crown Prince Rong, so they handed the memorials over to the little dumpling.

Rong Jun didn't want his child to review memorials in the future; he wanted to pave the way for Rong Chi to become a leisurely prince.

The little dumpling is a little money-grubber, wanting everything. Rong Jun is teaching him a lesson.

Little Rong Chi had no idea what a memorial was at this moment. He held it in his little hands, opened it, and pressed his little head against it, as if trying to see a flower in it. His father loved him, so he must have given him the best things.

My uncle also gave him this. These are all so rare, they must be good things.

The little dumpling was studying the memorial, and Qin Bi wanted to laugh. Actually, the little dumpling didn't know many words. He knew the name Qin Bi, Rong Jun, and Rong Yang. He probably also knew the name He Yan.

The little dumpling was very attached to He Yan, and Qin Bi thought it was unlikely that she didn't recognize the name He Yan.

"You only know these few characters, and you're trying to read memorials?" Qin Bi snorted, amused by the child's predicament. The little guy didn't understand anything. At first, he was curious about the memorials, but he gradually got bored.

Rong Jun went to his fiefdom and sold most of the spiritual vegetables to the ministers.

Qin Bi stayed home to look after the child. Whenever the child dropped a memorial, Qin Bi would catch it with lightning speed, straighten it, and put it back in the child's hand. She would even tease the little dumpling: "Take it and study it carefully. You brought it back, so you have to understand it thoroughly."

The little dumpling picked up the memorial again and looked at it, then turned his head and said, "Let's eat some melon seeds."

"Eating melon seeds is not as good as submitting memorials." Qin Bi teased the child: "Your father loves you so much, he paved a smooth road for you, you could be a carefree prince and enjoy life, but you insist on taking memorials home. You like them, don't you? I'll let you like them to your heart's content."

The little dumpling: "..."

Holding the memorial, the child stared wide-eyed at it, flipped it over to look at it, but there was nothing special about it. Then he looked at the other side, and the patterns on the outside of the memorial were quite beautiful. The child studied them for a while.

Qin Bi couldn't stop laughing; she loved seeing the child's bewildered expression.

That evening, Prince Rong and Rong Yang returned from their fiefdom, along with the young prince.

The young prince decided not to leave and planned to stay at the Rong Prince's residence. When he ran to the Crown Prince's courtyard, he saw Rong Chi holding a memorial. The young prince was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. Another promising candidate for reviewing memorials.

Dinner consisted of steamed rice made from spirit rice, served with spirit vegetables, and a spicy spirit duck.

The little dumpling was about to throw the memorial to Qin Bi, but she caught it and placed it in his little hand: "Read it carefully before you eat it. Your father paved the way for you, but you can't walk it clearly. Reading it will make it clear."

Rong Jun glanced at Qin Bi and said to her, "I'll discuss it with Prince He later. From now on, Rong Yang will no longer attend court or review memorials. Prince He and I will pave a smooth and easy path for the two children."

Is Prince He willing? Of course he would be; it would be a no-brainer. They'd agree immediately after a discussion.

The young prince was in the kitchen and didn't hear anything. He didn't want to review the memorials and couldn't let the royal family hear. If powerful ministers didn't work, the Emperor of Great Yan wouldn't be idle. (End of Chapter)