The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

The coachman had a gloomy face and kept shaking his head. He even raised his hand to drive the three people away. Not only did they not leave, they also blocked the way in front of the carriage, not letting the coachman get on or move the carriage forward even a step.

The driver felt that the men were difficult to deal with and couldn't help but get angry. He had just raised his voice and shouted a few words when a group of refugees rushed up as if they had agreed beforehand and began to snatch the food on the cart.

The driver was alone and could not handle so many people looting. He kept shouting for help, "Help! Robbery, robbery."

But these people seemed to have been trained. When the government officials arrived, they all fled, leaving only a coachman crying and cursing, "These damn people stole my food. How can I explain it when I go back..."

There were only a dozen loads of grain in total, most of which were stolen and a lot of it was wasted. Looking at the grain scattered all over the ground, the man didn't know what to do.

Shang Xi walked over with a soft heart, looked at the quality of the grain, estimated the price, took out a banknote and handed it to the driver, "The loss is mine, you quickly take the banknote and go back to report."

The man knew Shang Xi, "Crown Princess?"

"You still recognize me?"

"How could I not recognize him? The Crown Prince's wife ordered us to build my house. I'm so unlucky today. We ran into these refugees. The loss is huge. How can I explain it when I go back?"

Shang Xi handed the banknote in her hand forward, "This banknote is enough for you to report back."

"I am not good at my job, how can I ask for money from the Crown Prince's wife?"

"Take it if you give it to me. Take the banknote with you so you can explain yourself when you go back."

"this?"

"Stop being so fussy, just take the banknotes and leave quickly. I won't care if someone tries to steal your money again!"

The man took the banknote gratefully, got in the carriage and left.

Shang Xi sighed, feeling sorry for the food mixed with dirt on the ground, and also worried about the people entering and leaving the city. "If we allow them to rob and cause chaos here, then this city gate will become a place of trouble."

Han Nianxia said, "Cousin, we can't manage it all. The number of refugees will surely increase day by day."

At some point, Yuhua began to sob quietly, muttering, "Are they also stealing things to make a living?"

"Brother Chen and his friends won't, Yuhua, don't worry. Maybe Brother Chen and his friends will arrive in the next two days. Let's go and find a cool place to wait for people. We will definitely be able to wait for Brother Chen and his friends to come."

Shang Xi picked out a crooked tree at first sight. Several people who were sitting under the tree just now, now that they had grabbed the food, no one knew where they had hidden. Shang Xi couldn't help but sigh and shake his head in his heart. They were all poor people who had been devastated. Dalang was going to force these people to join the Liangshan bandits.

When they got under the tree, Han Nianxia suddenly pointed it out to Shang Xi excitedly, "Cousin, look, is that You Ning?"

Shang Xi looked in the direction Han Nianxia pointed and saw a man holding a hoe and wearing a straw hat, with Qiao Rong fanning him. Who else could it be but her son Cheng Youning?

Shang Xi didn't care that the mud would dirty her shoes. She stepped on the sun-baked land and walked quickly towards Cheng Youning, "Son, what are you doing!"

Hearing this, Cheng Youning lifted his hat a little and grinned, "Mom, why are you here? You didn't come here just to watch me work, did you?"

Shang Xi looked at Cheng Youning, who was sweating profusely, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Cheng Youning's red face. "Mom is here to accompany Yuhua and wait for the Chen family."

"The Chen family is arriving today?"

"I don't know. There's no news. Yuhua is so worried. Your father and I are so worried. We came out today to try our luck. But what are you doing here? It's so hot. If you get heatstroke, you'll be the one who suffers."

"Mom, I'm not that delicate."

Shang Xi was just about to wipe Cheng Youning's hands when she saw this and was shocked. "Son, why are your hands full of calluses and blisters? Put down the hoe now."

"Meet the Crown Prince's Consort!"

Shang Xi turned her head when she heard the voice, and found Shanglin Ling Song Tingzhi standing beside her.

Shang Xi quickly returned the greeting, "What a coincidence, Lord Shanglinling, you are here too."

“I’m reclaiming wasteland with my students.”

Shang Xi looked at the hoe in Song Tingzhi's hand and asked hesitantly, "Are you reclaiming wasteland?"

Cheng Youning hurriedly rushed Shang Xi out: "Mom, go somewhere cool to cool off. The teacher is teaching me a lesson."

Shang Xi nodded. Shang Lin Ling, indeed, was the official in charge of gardens, ponds, and fruit and vegetable cultivation. He actually told Cheng Youning about agricultural knowledge. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to plant on this land in the future?"

"Mei Zi." After saying that, Cheng Youning smiled mischievously again.

Since it was an agriculture class, Shang Xi didn't ask too many questions and could only step out and let the new teacher teach Cheng Youning how to swing the hoe. However, the sun was so strong that Shang Xi was worried that the child would get heatstroke.

Shang Xi had just taken two steps when Cheng Youning pulled her back, holding a handkerchief in her hand. "Mom, is this your handkerchief?"

There were a few lines of small words on the handkerchief. Shang Xi only took a glance and shook her head, "It's not from mother. Mother doesn't use this kind of handkerchief."

"Isn't it mother's? Yesterday mother went to my house, and this handkerchief appeared on my bed. No one touched my bed except mother who sat on it that day."

Shang Xi suddenly remembered, "Oh, when I accompanied Yuhua to Lingchen Temple yesterday, a handkerchief fell on the ground. Mother thought it was Yuhua's, so she picked it up."

"Is this Yuhua's?"

"Of course not. There must be poetry written on it. Yuhua doesn't have such a good taste. None of the handkerchiefs we use have poetry on them. Throw it away."

Cheng Youning smiled and stuffed the handkerchief to Qiao Rong, "Okay, let Qiao Rong throw it away later."

Cheng Youning's eyes flashed with strange light. Shang Xi was just about to find out what was going on in this child's head all day when she heard Cheng Youning speak again, "By the way, mother, you should be careful when you are enjoying the cool air on the roadside. There have been a lot of refugees gathered here in the past few days. Many people were robbed yesterday. If anything happens, just call me and I will protect you."

Shang Xi felt happy when she heard that. This child is both sensible and considerate. It would be even better if he doesn't get into trouble.

She reached out and touched Cheng Youning's face, and warned Cheng Youning: "Son, there are soldiers at the city gate, don't hit the refugees, these people are stealing things to survive."

"Mother, I understand. I have been working hard these past two days and have not paid attention to those things. Go and enjoy the cool air. It is hot here. I have to work too. The teacher is waiting there."

Shang Xi looked back at Song Tingzhi who had already started to reclaim the land, and whispered, "Then mother won't delay your studies. I'll send someone home to bring back two big pots."