"Then you should go back and rest well," said the Emperor of Xiyun, not planning to keep him, his tone still indifferent.
"Yes, this son takes his leave." Su Chengjin came just to show his face, and now that he had, he could leave earlier.
As soon as Su Chengjin had left, the Emperor of Xiyun and the others continued on their way back.
While walking, the Emperor of Xiyun suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xiao Changyi, who was trailing behind with the children, "Yi Er, you should be participating in this year’s Qingming ancestral ritual, right?"
Xiao Changyi had once lived in the Imperial Capital for a year, even staying within the palace, but during that Qingming, he did not attend the Royal Family’s ritual.
Since the Emperor of Xiyun had acknowledged him as his adopted son and even bestowed upon him the royal surname, he was a member of the Royal Family. As long as he was in the Capital, he was supposed to take part in the Royal Family’s ancestral ritual. However, fearing that he might bring misfortune upon the Emperor of Xiyun, Changyi had always refused to acknowledge the Emperor of Xiyun as his adoptive father, thus he did not participate in the ritual.
Now, as Xiao Changyi was in the Capital and no longer feared bringing misfortune upon the Emperor of Xiyun, this Qingming...
Xiao Changyi did not speak, but he nodded, indicating that he would participate.
The Emperor of Xiyun, seeing Xiao Changyi’s nod, was especially pleased. Before, his Yi Er had only accepted the fact of being his adopted son and had not truly embraced being a member of the Royal Family. But now it was different, his Yi Er had fully accepted both.
He had always wanted to present his Yi Er before his ancestors, and now, at last, his wish could be fulfilled.
He was truly delighted.
Observing the overjoyed expression of the Emperor of Xiyun, Gong Juechen sneered inwardly, "What a farce. You cherish this adopted son, Xiao Changyi, so much only because he is a prodigy with no interest in the throne."
The Emperor of Xiyun, Su Chengyu, the Crown Prince Consort, and Su Muchen had come together and now left the palace together as well. Not long after their departure, Gong Juechen also left.
Seeing that it was still early, An Jing said, "Husband, I want to go into the Imperial Capital to find Youbao. The Qian Wei Tavern is a joint venture with him; we can’t interfere in his other business ventures, but we must manage this tavern. If it weren’t for this tavern making money for us, how many years would it take for us to expand our rice shop throughout Xiyun?"
Once Xiao Changyi had responded, An Jing then turned to order Meng Zhuqing, "Take care of Jing’er and the others at home. We’ll be back soon."
Today, the civil and military officials had the day off, and Wang Youbao was not studying at the Ministry of Revenue either but was at home.
When An Jing and Xiao Changyi arrived at Wang Youbao’s place, he was standing with Li Wuyu by the lotus pond in his backyard, feeding the fish in complete leisure.
Wang Youbao’s new home was even bigger and more magnificent than his old home in Qilin County. As soon as An Jing entered, she couldn’t help but admire inwardly, "Truly befitting of the richest man in Qilin County indeed."
Yes, that’s right. As of a year ago, Wang Youbao had already become the richest man in Qilin County.
Less than three years after his father’s death, he had developed the Wang Family into the wealthiest in Qilin County, which showed how incredibly strong his ability to make money was.
Now that Wang Youbao had come to the Imperial Capital, even if he did no business, he was not worried about running out of money at all.
Out of filial piety, Wang Youbao had wanted to renovate his father-in-law’s extremely humble Prime Minister’s residence. His own life was so good, and he wished for his father-in-law to live a bit better too. However, his father-in-law was utterly reluctant, so Youbao had to give up on the idea.
Upon seeing An Jing and Xiao Changyi’s arrival, Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu immediately stopped feeding the fish in the lotus pond and hurried down from the arched bridge.