The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Shang Xi is a person of sentimental character. She wants to help anyone in need, but she has never considered herself a savior. It is not because everyone calls her Shang Shanren that she becomes vain and does good deeds whenever she gets the chance. She just doesn't want these lives to starve to death for a few bowls of rice. If that happens, human life would be even less valuable than grass.

Cheng Youning grinned. He was not surprised at his mother's behavior. It would be strange if his mother was indifferent when seeing these refugees.

It seems that the Wan family has an indissoluble bond with refugees. Whenever there are disaster victims, the Wan family will help. "Mom, do you want to cook porridge to help the refugees?"

Shang Xi nodded: "If no one helps them, they will cause trouble, and the people entering and leaving the city will be restless. If they are blocked outside the city for a long time, they will not be able to survive."

"I think my grandfather will send officials to rectify the situation in the next few days, so you don't have to worry."

Shang Xi's eyes lit up instantly. She actually hoped that the situation here would be taken seriously. "Does your grandfather know about this, too?"

"Mother, this is a matter of people's livelihood, a major issue. Grandfather is very concerned about it. During the morning court session, the ministers expressed their opinions and have come up with many ideas. We are just waiting for Grandfather to make the final decision."

"With the collective efforts of all the civil and military officials, the problem will surely be solved. Your grandfather has always been swift and resolute in his work. If there is no action for a long time, it means that the ideas given by everyone are not to their liking. Mother should set up two pots first to solve their food problem. If they don't starve, they won't cause trouble."

"Whether to provide relief to the people is up to mother. I will also have porridge here at noon. Mother, remember to bring me a bowl."

Shang Xi pursed her lips and laughed: "You have a picky mouth, how can you still drink white porridge?"

"The children can all drink the wild vegetable soup." The sunlight shone through the straw hat onto Cheng Youning's face, making the boy's childish face shine brightly. Cheng Youning looked at Shang Xi with a smile on his face. His narrow eyes had now turned into two crescents, emitting a dazzling light.

Shang Xi couldn't help but pinch Cheng Youning's cheek gently, "Then it's settled, we'll have thin porridge for lunch, very thin."

Cheng Youning moved his little straw hat and said loudly, "Yes, sir!"

Then the man turned into a little bee and reclaimed the land with a hoe.

the other side.

After receiving the news, Cheng Feng explained the situation to Master Wan and then went to the palace to find the emperor.

"Uncle, did you know that there are refugees outside your imperial city?" Wan Lianxing is well-informed, and Cheng Feng doesn't believe there is anything he doesn't know.

Wan Lianxing looked listless and said calmly, "I know. I've been thinking of a solution for this matter these past two days."

"There are so many talented and righteous people in the court, civil and military officials, but no one has come up with a good idea? Shang Xi is going to open the granary to provide relief to the people."

"That's good. If you want to help the refugees, then do so. Why did you come to me? Are you trying to win credit? You help the people to gain fame. I don't have much to reward you. Go back."

Wan Lianxing still couldn't muster up the energy. No matter how Cheng Feng looked at it, this man didn't take what he said seriously. He didn't come here just to see his uncle saying these few words indifferently. He wanted his uncle to quickly come up with a plan to deal with the problem and see if the matter of providing relief to the refugees could be taken over by the court. This way, their Prince Pang's Mansion could save time, effort and food. But his uncle didn't mean that at all.

It was as if the Prince Pang's mansion opened a granary and helped refugees in order to seek credit from his uncle. What Cheng Feng wanted was credit and food.

"Uncle, what kind of reward do I want? I just came to ask you whether you want to provide relief to the refugees. If you want to provide relief, your government should provide relief. Our Prince Pang's Mansion has been very busy recently and we don't have many staff."

"Oh, you want me to send you someone? No way, I don't have anyone to send you. Have you ever gone out of the city to see that there are only a few hundred refugees in total. The Prince Pang's mansion wants to provide relief to the people and yet it comes to me for help. How can it be so shameless?"

Cheng Feng thought he had said it directly enough, but his uncle kept rambling on and didn't get to the point.

"Uncle, just pretend to be confused. The problem is the lack of people doing the work and the lack of food."

"Prince Pang's mansion has thousands of acres of fertile land, producing countless grains every year. Now you come to tell me that you have difficulties in helping two or three hundred refugees? Will I believe it?"

"Uncle, our Wan family has a lot of land, but the Prince Pang's mansion also has to hand over a lot of grain to the government! This year is a drought year, and the first crop of grain production has been reduced by half. The Wan family's several granaries are still not full. It is no small matter to provide relief to refugees. Shang Xi is soft-hearted and wants to open a porridge shop to give out porridge. As long as the porridge shop is on the market, there is no way it will stop. The messenger who came back said that Chaizhou is suppressing refugees. Once the news of the porridge spreads, a large number of refugees will soon pour in. By then, there will be more than one or two hundred people."

"You can rest assured. There are not many refugees entering Fengqi. At present, there is no perfect plan to prevent the fleeing people from entering the pass."

Rest assured? Cheng Feng was completely at a loss at this moment.

"My uncle is planning to open the door for the people of Dalang and let them in to beg? What are we going to do after we let them in? Let them beg for a living? If so, I won't run this porridge shop anymore. Even a bottomless pit is not that big!"

Seeing Cheng Feng backing off, Wan Lianxing glared at Cheng Feng and said, "Feng'er, even if you become stingy, even if the year is bad, the Prince Pang's Mansion will not lack those carts of grain. How can the dignified Prince Pang be so stingy!"

"Uncle, is it a matter of a few carts of grain? If a few carts can solve the problem, why don't you open the granaries to help the people? You are still the emperor, you don't lack grain! All the prefectures and counties have built granaries, why don't you use your government's grain to help the refugees? These refugees will sooner or later be your subjects, and it is reasonable for the government to help them. I don't believe you can watch them starve to death."

"Of course I can't watch them starve to death. I've been thinking of a solution. Once I think of one, I'll implement it immediately."

"Uncle, how about your court provide food? Your government has more food. Our Prince Pang's Mansion is indeed a little weaker, but our Prince Pang's Mansion will not sit idly by. Our Prince Pang's Mansion can provide manpower and manpower, so we can kill two birds with one stone. Uncle, what do you think?"

As soon as Cheng Feng sat here, Wan Lianxing knew why he came as soon as he opened his mouth.

Anyone who is crying poor and negotiating with him will fail in front of Wan Lianxing, including his nephew. It is true that the government has plenty of grain, but most of it is military reserve grain, and they will not open the warehouses unless it is absolutely necessary.