The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Cheng Youning nodded slightly as if in compromise, and said angrily: "It's better, it's better. It's my grandson who doesn't know what's good for him and doesn't know how to be humble. Please give me a definite answer, Grandpa, when I can stop going up the mountain to reclaim wasteland."

"Reclaim ten acres of wasteland and plant crops on it."

"Now that we know the number, it's easier to handle. My grandson will definitely reclaim ten acres of wasteland and plant crops."

"Back off, and don't come to me with this kind of thing in the future."

"Don't worry, I won't look for you again because of this matter. I'm leaving now."

As soon as Cheng Youning left, the old butler served tea to Wan Lianxing, "Your Majesty, didn't you ask the Crown Prince to reclaim two acres of wasteland? Ten acres... isn't that too much?"

Wan Lianxing suddenly had a headache and was in unbearable pain. "Listen to what he said, what nonsense! He is just a nine-year-old boy, and he dares to threaten me before he grows up. This bastard, does he really think that there will be no one to inherit my kingdom? If he is so ungrateful, after a hundred years, the kingdom will be in the hands of whoever wants. As long as the people are at peace, it doesn't matter whether the people in this world are surnamed Wan or not."

"Your Majesty, you have a headache. You must not get angry. I will help you to your bedroom and then ask the imperial physician to come and give you acupuncture."

Wan Lianxing held his head as the old steward helped him up from the dragon throne. "He's increasingly disregarding me."

"How could that be? The prince is still young. He fell in the cowshed today, and Song Tingzhi didn't let him go home to recuperate. It would be strange if he could suppress his anger."

"He can't hold back his anger and comes to me to vent his anger. Does he still care about seniority?"

"Aren't you his little grandfather? The child was also feeling aggrieved today and wanted to ask you for support, but you scolded him instead. It would be strange if he didn't get angry."

"Aren't his parents also outside North City today? Why doesn't he make a scene with them if he's unhappy?"

"Well, why did the Crown Prince make a scene with so many people around? He has to save face too! Eh? I heard he made a scene, but the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess didn't indulge him, so he was so angry that he kept it in until he returned to the palace."

As Wan Lianxing lay in bed, he suddenly became uneasy. "Old housekeeper, go see if the prince has gone to the Yangxin Palace to wash up."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Even if Wan Lianxing didn't say anything, the old housekeeper would go and enlighten Cheng Youning, teaching him to be obedient and sensible, and not to disobey Wan Lianxing.

But he made the trip in vain. After an incense stick of time, when he came back, the doctor was giving acupuncture to Wan Lianxing.

The old housekeeper asked Doctor Li, "Is there anything serious?"

"Your Majesty, please don't get angry."

The old butler sighed inwardly upon hearing this. Apart from the prince, who else could make Wan Lianxing so angry?

Wan Lianxing held his eye sockets and said, "It's nothing serious. Old housekeeper, don't worry. Is the Crown Prince in the Yangxin Palace?"

The old housekeeper shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince never returned to the Yangxin Palace. I heard from the palace servants that the Crown Prince went straight back to the Crown Prince's Mansion."

"Just go back straight away?"

"Yes, this old servant is also a painter. The prince is so fond of cleanliness. Logically, I should at least wash myself clean before returning to the prince's mansion."

"Send someone to the Crown Prince's Mansion to keep an eye on it. I don't know what's going on, but I'm feeling uneasy."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I've already sent someone to the Crown Prince's residence. The Crown Prince is just having a bad temper. He'll be fine tomorrow."

……

Cheng Youning was lying in the tub taking a bath, his eyes half open and half closed, "Qiao Rong, ask someone to add some hot water for me. My limbs ache and my waist can't straighten up.

Qiao Rong had a wooden bucket of hot water ready at hand. He picked it up and poured it in little by little. "Go to the bed and ask the servants to massage Your Highness. You've done too much work these past two days. It would be strange if Your Highness didn't ache all over."

Cheng Youning wiped the sweat off his face with his hand and said, "I feel much better after taking a bath."

"Your Highness, the blisters on your hands are broken, don't get them wet."

Cheng Youning glanced at his palm and shook it gently. "I'm not that delicate. I have calluses on my hands. They will be fine after grinding them out. Smell me. Do you still smell like cow dung?"

Qiao Rong smelled Cheng Youning's hair and said, "There's still some, Your Highness. Let me wash your hair again."

Qiao Rong served Cheng Youning meticulously. Cheng Youning suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Qiao Rong who was rubbing his hair, and said, "The tub is too small. If it were bigger, could you take a bath with me?"

"You absolutely cannot do that. It's against etiquette and law."

"I've always heard from Yuhua that the hot spring is quite good and very big, so anyone can soak in it."

"I heard that the hot spring was designed by the Crown Prince's wife, and Yuhua's husband will build it. When he comes, let him build a hot spring for His Highness."

Cheng Youning shook his head and said, "No need."

"Why? If there were a hot spring, Your Highness would surely find a bath there much more comfortable than in this wooden tub."

Cheng Youning pursed his lips and shook his head slightly as if he had lost interest in the hot spring. "No reason, the wooden barrel is fine."

At this time, Cheng Youning looked up at the ceiling. Qiao Rong followed his gaze cautiously and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is there an assassin?"

This is the Prince's Mansion, which is heavily guarded and impregnable. Only experts can enter.

Cheng Youning pointed to the roof, implying to Qiao Rong that there was someone on the roof, and was eavesdropping right above their heads.

Qiao Rong twitched his ears, frowned, and whispered, "It's like I didn't hear anything."

Cheng Youning whispered, "He's a master, he must be a secret guard sent by my grandfather, don't pay attention to him." After that, Cheng Youning closed his eyes, as if he was resting, and stopped talking. After the secret guard left, Cheng Youning came out of the wooden barrel. When he came out, the water was almost cold.

Back in the bedroom, Qiao Rong asked Cheng Youning, still a little unsure: "Your Highness, did anyone really sneak into the Crown Prince's Mansion just now?"

"Well, there's no need to make a fuss. The person who came is the secret guard beside the grandfather. He has been here before."

This person has not been here before. Ever since the kite incident, he has been coming to visit him every few days.

It's just that he stayed on the roof the longest this time, and his purpose was just to monitor Cheng Youning. Cheng Youning had no intention of finding this person. There were many experts around his grandfather, and he might not be able to catch him even if he found him. If he caught him, he would have to let his grandfather go back. It made no difference whether he did it or not. Cheng Youning let this secret guard shuttle around and inquire in his prince's mansion. As long as he behaved uprightly, no one could find fault with him.

Suddenly Cheng Youning looked up at the ceiling again. Wow, this guy hadn't left yet. "Qiao Rong, give this prince the Book of Songs."

"Your Highness, it's already this late, and you've been working hard all day. Let the workers massage your feet and then go to sleep."

"I can't sleep. I'm not sleepy at the moment."