The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Shang Xi said solemnly, "I've made it very clear. There are refugees in the eleventh city who have no food to eat. I was asked to quickly bring food to the eleventh city to open a porridge shop to feed the people."

Yuhua reached out and scratched his head. "This sounds like an urgent matter!"

Shang Xi nodded seriously to show his agreement, and then said, "Let me set off immediately."

Yuhua's eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly asked, "Are you leaving in such a hurry? Do we have enough time to prepare?"

Shang Xi thought for a moment and made arrangements in an orderly manner: "Pack a few sets of clothes first. I will immediately send someone to open the granary and load the necessary grains out. At the same time, you have to report this situation to your parents-in-law, and also tell the old housekeeper and the craftsmen in charge of painting. I estimate that we can officially set off in about an hour."

Yuhua seemed a little flustered after hearing Shang Xi's words. She turned around quickly on the spot, muttering: "Oh, the time is too tight, it feels like there are so many things to do."

Shang Xi said, "Put aside all other things for now! Going to the Eleventh City is more important."

With that, Shang Xi strode away. She had a lot of things to explain. An incense stick later, she went to Madam Wan and Master Wan's place. Not only Master Wan and Madam Wan were in the room, but also Zhong Siyu and her maid Zhu'er.

"Dad, Mom, Miss Zhong, you are all here!"

Mrs. Wan smiled, patted the chair beside her gently, and said to Shang Xi affectionately: "Shang Xi, you stay in this room all day long, busy drawing those blueprints. It's really hard to see you on weekdays."

Hearing this, Shang Xi complained bitterly in her heart. Was it the drawing she wanted to draw? Was she forced to draw it? She had no choice but to walk to Madam Wan and sit down, and then said, "Dad, Mom, Cheng Feng sent a message home!"

Mrs. Wan was a little surprised and asked hurriedly, "Feng'er has only been away from home for two days, how come he wrote to me so soon? What does the letter say?"

Shang Xi hurriedly handed the letter in her hand to Madam Wan. After reading the letter, Madam Wan handed it to her personal maid Xing'er, who then delivered the letter to Master Wan.

Master Wan unfolded the letter and read it carefully. Then he slowly raised his hand and gently stroked his beard. He showed a satisfied look on his face and nodded in praise: "It's rare that Feng'er can be so kind. In this case, we as parents should fully support him. Daughter-in-law! When are you going to set off to help him?"

Shang Xi had actually planned it out long ago. She replied, "Dad, I think we should hurry up and pack up and leave right away. Although Cheng Fengxin didn't say much, the meaning between the lines seemed to indicate that the matter was quite urgent."

Master Wan sighed heavily and said slowly: "Alas, in this war, the people who suffer the most are the common people! Right now, it is a time of famine, and every household is facing the dilemma of running out of food. They have no choice but to go to the streets to beg for a living. So many refugees must have become a big stone in your uncle's heart. Our Wan family has always been famous for its charity, and you are respected by everyone as a 'good person', so, my daughter-in-law, you should quickly take enough food and set off to the Eleventh City as soon as possible, open a porridge shop there, and help those people in need."

Upon hearing this, Wen Shangxi immediately stood up and responded without hesitation: "In this case, there is no time to lose. My daughter-in-law will pack her bags and take the food to rush to the Eleventh City."

Just as she turned to leave, Madam Wan suddenly reached out and grabbed Shang Xi's hand, with a look of deep reluctance in her eyes, and said softly: "Shang Xi, you will probably take a month or two to come back from your charity trip this time. I am getting older now. If I were younger, I would definitely go to the Eleventh City with you and help you. It's a pity that time is not forgiving, I am already old! I am powerless!"

Shang Xi knew that Madam Wan was reluctant to let her go on a long journey, so she hurried to comfort Madam Wan. She said softly, "Mother, don't worry. You don't have to worry about your daughter-in-law. I will send letters to you and father every few days to let you know my situation."

At this moment, Zhong Si opened her red lips and said, "Brother, sister-in-law, why don't you let me go to the Eleventh City with Shang Xi!"

Shang Xi heard this and said, "There are so many things to do at home, can you go away?"

However, Zhong Siyu answered without hesitation: "The family matters are just trivial matters, but the people are now in dire straits. Many people are displaced and their lives are miserable. The emperor is leading troops in the front line and must be concerned about these suffering people. I want to do my best to share some of the worries for the emperor."

After hearing these words, Shang Xi thought to herself: She is indeed a woman who can stand firm beside Wan Lianxing! She is really good at talking. Seeing how she speaks so sincerely, it is impossible not to be moved. It is really admirable!

But then again, it would be great if Zhong Siyu could go with her, so Shang Xi would have an extra helper. If this person doesn't go, Shang Xi won't worry. Thinking back to the time when Shang Xi gave alms to 60,000 people in Nancheng, she was not afraid at that time. How many aboriginals can there be in a mere 11 cities now? Isn't it just cooking porridge? This is definitely not difficult for Shang Xi.

However, whether Zhong Siyu can share Wan Lianxing's worries depends on the opinions of Master Wan and Madam Wan. After all, Zhong Siyu's identity is unique and noble. One day, Wan Lianxing may hold a grand wedding for him and Zhong Siyu, and then a canonization ceremony, and then this person will be second to none from then on.

At this moment, Zhong Siyu and Shang Xi looked at Master Wan and Madam Wan. The two old people looked at each other, Master Wan nodded slightly, and then Madam Wan spoke softly as if she understood.

I have to say that Shang Xi sometimes admires this old couple. They have an extraordinary tacit understanding between them. In just a short moment, without even verbal communication, they can communicate complex matters with just a simple eye contact. Moreover, their opinions are highly consistent, without any disagreement! Is this the unique tacit understanding between an old couple?