The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Nephew knows. Shang Xi ordered someone to give them mats and quilts yesterday."

"Shang Xi is very talented and can think ahead of many things, but what problems can a mere pair of quilts solve?"

Cheng Feng thought to himself, there is still a big difference between having this bedding and not having it. His uncle was obviously saying something else. Cheng Feng didn't want to listen to his uncle beating around the bush with him, so he said directly: "Please explain it clearly, uncle."

"My uncle thinks having two blankets is good, but they don't have a place to stay. Even if they have blankets, they can't escape the fate of sleeping in the open air."

"Uncle, you don't mean to ask Shang Xi to help us build a house, right? Uncle, building a house is a big project."

"We don't need to build houses for the people. Building sheds for them is better than distributing blankets. Forget about glazed houses and glazed tiles for now. Let's put the people first."

Cheng Feng was thinking to himself, he had only seen his uncle for a cup of tea, and no one had mentioned the glazed tiles in the glazed house before and after. What was his uncle trying to tell him? "Uncle means..."

"You want to go by yourself." Wan Lianxing waved at Cheng Feng and began to drive people out. "Okay, go back. I have important matters to discuss with the ministers."

Does Cheng Feng need to go back and think about this? It must be that his uncle found out about him and Shang Xi arranging to replace the glazed tiles for the palace, so this person brought up the matter of glazed tiles. How many informants does his uncle have!

The Prince Pang's Palace used their own money to replace the glazed tiles. It had nothing to do with the people or the refugees, so how could it affect his uncle?

Shang Xi went to Liulichang and got the news clearly. It was not only their Prince Pang's Mansion that needed to replace the glazed tiles. His uncle was even more serious. He wanted to build a glazed tower for Lingchen Temple and use glazed tiles to build the imperial palace. It didn't seem like a big deal for his Prince Pang's Mansion to replace a few tiles.

The two of them exchanged words, and Cheng Feng was not to be outdone. These people were his uncle's people, and if he put the people first, his uncle should take the brunt of the responsibility and set an example. Don't blame Cheng Feng for reminding him, "Uncle, I heard that your palace is also going to be replaced with glazed tiles."

Wan Lianxing rolled his eyes at Cheng Feng. He knew Cheng Feng was going to bring this up. "That's true, but I won't change it. The refugees can't be cured, so I won't change the glazed tiles, right?"

"Okay then." Cheng Feng's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth curled up. He felt much more balanced now. Since the glazed tiles in Prince Pang's mansion could not be replaced, his uncle couldn't change them either. If they had to replace them, they had to replace them together.

Wan Lianxing looked at the complacent Cheng Feng, and his teeth itched with hatred. This was the only child of their Wan family who had been passed down for two generations. He was furious with him. Wan Lianxing suppressed his adult impulse and started to drive him away again, "Go back, go back, don't bother me all the time if you have nothing to do."

Cheng Feng was dissatisfied. Was he really that annoying? "I come once, and you drive me away once. If my uncle doesn't like me like this, I won't come again in the future."

"Don't threaten me with this. It would be best if you didn't come. I want to see if you can control your legs."

Cheng Feng was a man who knew when to quit. Before coming here, he had no plan to stay here for long. Their Prince Pang's Mansion was now crowded with carriages and horses and many guests, including more than 80 people from the Han family and the three brothers from the Chen family.

The former is unrestrained and carefree, talking about business and philosophy every day, while the latter is sad and miserable. It is unknown how long it will take for the heart-wrenching pain of losing a loved one to fade away. As the master of Prince Pang's mansion, it is not acceptable for him not to stay at home for two days.

Seeing Cheng Feng coming back, Shang Xi hurried forward to ask: "Has my uncle given us leave?"

"My uncle was very impressed by the Chen brothers. He still remembers the eldest brother Chen. Whenever I mentioned the Chen family, my uncle gave me a fake."

"Great! How many days of leave have you granted us?"

"They didn't specify how many days, but they'll give me half a day off every day."

"Half a day off every day? Shang Xi's excitement just now was immediately swept away. He thought Wan Lianxing was generous and granted leave just because Cheng Feng went there. But what kind of leave is this? Half a day off and half a day of work."

"Wife, why don't you go to the palace and try? My uncle has always thought highly of you. If you open your mouth, there is a great possibility that half a day's leave will become a whole day."

Just when Shang Xi was wondering if she had such a big face, Chen Qingliao, the eldest brother of the Chen family, spoke up, "Cheng Feng, Shang Xi, you guys can go and do whatever you want. You don't have to accompany us brothers. We came to Fengqi and plan to settle down here. We have a long time to go. We can reminisce about the past anytime. Don't let our arrival delay your business."

Cheng Feng didn't have the nerve to say that they had no real work to do, and that reclaiming the wasteland was just his uncle's way of making things difficult for the young couple.

"Brother Chen, you've come all the way here, risking your lives. Shang Xi and I want to welcome you back and calm your nerves."

They were so busy burying the dead members of the Chen family yesterday that they didn't have time to talk properly.

The Chen family had gone through a lot of ups and downs, with their family broken up and their loved ones dead. In such great sorrow, words of comfort were of no use. Cheng Feng and Shang Xi still wanted to spend some time with them, wanting to know what they had experienced before coming to beg.

Big Brother Chen still looked very tired, not much better than yesterday, but he was a man after all, the eldest brother, and the pillar of the family. When he talked about the past, his eyes were full of hatred. "There were villains all along the way, and we brothers only breathed a sigh of relief when we arrived in Fengqi. The emperor of Dalang is so cruel. He invited wolves into the house and tortured the people with his teeth. His methods are cruel and inhumane. Now Dalang is a purgatory on earth, and the court of Dalang can turn a blind eye. How ridiculous! At first, we organized an uprising to protect the village, but it was useless. Dalang had no power to fight back against Fengqi's army, but there are many ways to suppress the uprising. Now the people are displaced, some died, some fled, and there are many who are worse off than our Chen family. Even in our Li village, many families have been wiped out."

Cheng Feng glanced at Shang Xi who was sitting next to him and couldn't help asking, "How are my eldest brother and his family doing?"

No matter how incompetent his brother and sister-in-law were in supporting the family, Cheng Feng did not want them to die at the hands of the Yatu people. His nephew Cheng Tiezhu had written to him a long time ago saying that he would bring his whole family to beg for refuge with him. Since then, he has not received a second letter, and he does not know whether Tiezhu has picked up his brother and sister-in-law and their family.

Boss Chen thought for a moment and said, "My parents and daughter died in one day. I didn't pay attention to what was happening in the village. Qingguang, when our family fled, did you know what happened to the Cheng family?"

Chen Qingguang shook his head. "My parents were gone, and Meifeng was trying to commit suicide. I couldn't take care of anything else."

Chen Qingsheng, the third son of the Chen family, saw everyone looking at him and shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know anything. I was beaten by the Yatuo people and was left with only one breath. I walked on the road for half a month before I woke up."