Chapter 920 Offering Rice

Yang Qian finished harvesting all the gold, jade and pearl rice, and then packed some in gold silk cloth bags, preparing to report the good news to Emperor Qian.

Yang Qian was already eighteen years old at this time, just coming of age. At the beginning of the year, he should have participated in the court meeting and participated in political affairs. However, he was delayed again and again. Emperor Qian did not arrange for him to study in the six departments, allowing Yang Qian to become a member of the court. The joke is that he is the first prince who has not participated in politics as an adult. Everyone thinks that Emperor Qian has given up on cultivating this fourth prince, so no one has ever gotten close to him.

In the past, Yang Qian wore coarse linen clothes and mud every day, and never paid attention to his image. Therefore, being called the prince with mud legs was definitely not an injustice to him. Now that he is going to meet Emperor Qian, naturally he cannot do this. , I need to clean up my image.

Yang Gan is tall and tall, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, a jade python robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a gold silk bag in his hand. His starry eyes and eyebrows are slightly round and plump, and his fair skin has a slight hint of luster. The blood color seems to have a faint purple energy hidden under the skin. At first glance, it seems that he has an innate nobility, which does not live up to his status as a member of the royal family.

Yang Qian walked in the arcade, and the maids and chamberlains on the road cast their eyes in surprise. They did not recognize the fourth prince who had become a joke for a while. They kept looking at the handsome young nobleman and making guesses. his identity.

Yang Qian listened to the discussion in his ears, his expression did not change at all, he was as cold as ice, his steps were firm, as if he had measured them, and the distance between each step was the same, as he walked towards the imperial study room.

Yang Qian first explained his intention to his father-in-law outside the royal study, and then someone went in to report to Emperor Qian.

Emperor Qian was discussing political affairs with Hong Xuanji at this time. When he heard that his son, who had not formally visited him for more than ten years, came to the imperial study today, he was slightly startled. He did not refuse Yang Qian's visit and ordered him to be summoned. Come in.

Yang Qian stepped into the door, walked around the screen, and walked into the imperial study. He briefly glanced at Wu Wenhou Hong Xuanji, and then bowed to Emperor Qian to pay homage.

Emperor Qian was wearing a Nine Dragon Emperor robe and an imperial crown on his head. He was sitting on the royal chair. He glanced at Yang Qian with his slightly raised head and then asked in a deep voice.

"Xiao Si, what do you want to do today?"

Yang Gan straightened up and stood about ten steps in front of the imperial case. His body was relaxed and he didn't feel nervous at all about being questioned. He glanced at Emperor Qian and then spoke.

"My son once petitioned my father to plant and cultivate precious rice seeds. Now, after more than ten years, I have finally succeeded. I am returning my message to my father!"

Emperor Qian was slightly stunned when he heard this. He had forgotten about it. Although Yang Qian had been gathering in the soil these years, he had not reported the results to him. Although he was dissatisfied that his son had spent more than ten years in In addition to the cultivation of rice seeds, they did not issue special orders to reprimand and stop him. They just treated it as invisible and no longer focused on cultivating Yang Qian.

Now that Emperor Qian saw Yang Qian returning his life to him so solemnly, a trace of shock and guilt flashed through his heart. After all, he was the one who made the request for this child, which led to him wasting more than ten years in the loess. Up to now, he has not left the palace to open a government office, but lives in the prince's residence all day long. The other princes had all established their own influence in the court, but he was the only one who was alone and was ridiculed by others.

Emperor Qian felt even more guilty because he deliberately delayed Yang Qian's participation in political affairs, causing him to be an adult prince, but now he was still a bald prince without a position. The second and third princes had already been named As a prince, even the fifth and sixth princes below are also county princes.

Emperor Qian thought about many things in a flash, which was very easy for him. After all, he is a thunder tribulation ghost immortal, with powerful and pure thoughts and amazing wisdom. Things that are difficult for ordinary people are difficult for ghost immortals like them. , just a piece of cake.

Emperor Qian cast his eyes on the heroic Yang Qian. His eyes gradually moved and stopped at the gold silk bag in Yang Qian's hand. A trace of curiosity flashed through his eyes and he asked majestically.

"The results you mentioned are in this gold silk bag?"

Yang Gan nodded in agreement, lifted up the gold silk cloth bag, dodged the hand of the approaching chamberlain, shook his head slightly, and said to Emperor Qian.

"My son wants to dedicate it to his father in person, so please allow him to do it!"

The chamberlain was obviously stunned and looked at the superior Qiandi with some confusion, waiting for his order.

Emperor Qian nodded slightly, waved his hand at the servant, motioned for him to step aside, and said loudly.

"In this case, I want to see what results you have achieved in these ten years of hard work, and you are so confident that you can satisfy me!"

Yang Qian showed a hint of pride at the right time, walked lightly to the imperial desk, and placed the gold silk bag on the desk.

Yang Gan looked at the messy memorials on the desk, frowned slightly, stretched out his arm to sweep over the imperial desk, pushed all the memorials aside, and then untied the rope on the mouth of the gold silk bag. Pour out a small handful of goldfish pearl rice.

Emperor Qian and Hong Xuanji stood up in shock. Emperor Qian even thought about it and placed layers of seals in the imperial study room. Then he turned his attention to the rice on the imperial desk that exuded the color of gold and jade, and a powerful wave of vitality surged. Spreading out, the strange fragrance suddenly permeated the entire imperial study. Under the skin of golden jade and pearl rice, there was a jade-like luster, making people very coveted.

Emperor Qian felt energetic just by smelling the sweet smell of the rice, and his energy and blood increased slightly. A divine light shot out from his eyes, and he stared at Yang Qian and asked with some disbelief in his voice.

"Is this really the rice you cultivated?"

Yang Qian's face remained calm, his eyes were warm and peaceful, his lips were slightly parted, and his voice was full of determination and confidence as he answered loudly.

"I dare not deceive my father. This is the gold, jade and pearl rice that I have cultivated with so much hard work. It can help the Martial Saint practice. It is the hard work of my father for more than ten years!"

Emperor Qian then withdrew his majestic gaze, reached out and picked up a piece of golden jade pearl rice, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and finally threw it into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

Emperor Qian felt that the energy and blood in his body had become slightly stronger, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, he looked at Hong Xuanji suddenly and said.

"Xuanji, you also want to try this golden jade and pearl rice cultivated by Qian'er!"

Hong Xuanji's expression was dull, and he strode to Emperor Qian's side, even closer than Yang Qian. Emperor Qian did not react at all, which showed that the monarch and his ministers were very close to each other. Hong Xuanji picked it up on the imperial case. I took a grain of rice, put it in my mouth, chewed it slightly and swallowed it. I closed my eyes and carefully felt the changes in the qi and blood in my body.