The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Shang Xi heard something behind the words, "Uncle wants to build a hot spring? If you want to build a hot spring, I've been working up late these past few days to draw the blueprints, and Brother Chen is helping with the budget. The Chen family suffered misfortune, and they squandered all their wealth while fleeing and begging. It was Yuhua who sold her jewelry to sustain the Chen family's expenses. The Chen brothers are pragmatic and have been worrying about their livelihoods these days. If your uncle builds a palace, the Chen brothers will have a legitimate livelihood. Brother Chen and I don't take a penny for building houses for refugees, so if your uncle wants to build a palace, I hope you'll come first."

Wan Lianxing waved his hand and said, "The livelihood of Fengqi is still a problem. Why does my uncle want to build a hot spring? Hot springs are dispensable to my uncle."

"Then..." Shang Xi was puzzled. Why was he asking this if Tangquan was not built? It made her say a lot of things.

"Youning is such a timid kid that even a wooden barrel can't hold him. I want to build a hot spring for Youning in the Prince's Mansion. I'd also like to replace all the tiles on the roof with colored glaze and redecorate it with some lively colors. The Mansion is too dull and doesn't seem like a place for a child to live."

Shang Xi and Cheng Feng looked at each other, their eyes were self-evident. Cheng Youning's status was really high. He had run away from home, but Wan Lianxing still wanted to build a hot spring and a mansion for him.

Cheng Feng was the first to stand up and object, "Uncle, this is against etiquette. You haven't built a hot spring yet and you haven't built a palace yet. Youning is so young, why would you build a hot spring? If we have to build anything, we should build it for you first. Shang Xi and I will pay for the renovation of your palace."

"Hey, my dear nephew, why are you so filial today? It seems someone was scrambling to replace the glazed tiles a few days ago."

"The glazed tiles are small, but the hot spring is big. If you don't use the hot spring, no one else has the right to use it."

Shang Xi nodded and said, "Uncle, although we are constantly at war in Fengqi, we are also in Fengqi for peace and prosperity. No one will object to you building a palace. You can leave it to Cheng Feng and me. We will take care of the financial and labor costs, and you don't have to worry about it."

Shang Xi thought to herself, what was the point of giving money and effort? As long as Wan Lianxing got her son back, she would not hesitate to build a new palace for him.

"Uncle knows you are filial and has no shortage of money. Now is not the time for him to start a large-scale construction project. Let's first solve the problem of Youning's hot spring. As for the rest, we can discuss it later."

It seems that the matter of building a hot spring for Cheng Youning has been decided.

But no one knew where Cheng Youning had gone, so Shang Xi had no mood to build a hot spring for him. What she cared about most now was where Cheng Youning was and when he would appear in front of her safely.

Wan Lianxing's words were like an imperial decree, and it was difficult for her to disobey, so she agreed to build a hot spring for Cheng Youning.

Cheng Youning, unaware of the dangers of the world, was happily eating mutton noodles on the streets of Wentianzhou. He traveled day and night, fearing that someone from home would chase him and take him back.

Looking at Cheng Youning who was wolfing down the mutton stewed noodles, Qiao Rong said with concern: "Your Highness, eat slowly. You will choke if you eat too fast."

Cheng Youning ate diligently while directing Qiao Rong, "We only had dry food this morning, and it's already late for lunch. I'm starving. You have to help me order a bowl of mutton noodles later. Once you're full, we can hurry out of the city. We're not sure when we'll get dinner tonight."

Qiao Rong's life was to work hard for Cheng Youning. There was nothing he didn't worry about Cheng Youning's diet and daily life. "Your Highness, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer. You are growing up and you must eat well."

Cheng Youning, who was very hungry, kept shoveling rice into his mouth. He said contentedly, "The mutton stewed noodles are not good, but the stewed noodles in Wentian are a little worse than those in our imperial city. There is less meat and more vegetables, but the noodles are smooth and chewy."

Hearing this, Qiao Rong laughed, "Your Highness, look how poor this place is! How can it compare to the Imperial City? Wentian Prefecture wasn't even our beggarly territory until half a year ago. It's been exploited by the tyranny of Dalang until there's nothing left. It's truly a relief to have some life left now. If Your Highness wants to eat the best mutton stewed noodles, you'll have to go to the one in Waguan Lane in the Imperial City. It's the best stewed noodles I've ever had, it's definitely the best in the world."

Cheng Youning grinned, looking very calm. "Qiao Rong, you are just a little ignorant. You think the mutton stewed noodles in Waguan Lane are the best in the world. Wait until you go to Bianjing and see for yourself. My father said that the mutton stewed noodles in Bianjing are unique and distinctive."

Looking at the map at hand, Qiao Rong was a little bewildered. He used to think that the outside world was great, but he had just been out with Cheng Youning for two days and was exhausted. Not only did Cheng Youning not eat well, but he also didn't let him sleep. Before leaving, he was full of passion and enthusiasm, but with the endless journey, he felt sleepy and tired. The passion he had before leaving was unconsciously eroded and destroyed bit by bit. Only Cheng Youning still carried countless beautiful nostalgia for Bianjing and was determined to move forward. "...But Your Highness, when can we reach Bianjing?"

"We are just ahead of us, Wuli County. Beyond Wuli County, we will enter the territory of Dalang. Half of the Dalang that is seeking death has already been begged by us. Beyond Wuli County, Bianjing is not far away. We only need to cross two more counties to reach it. As long as we travel day and night, we will arrive in ten days."

Qiao Rong refused, "Your Highness, we absolutely cannot travel at night again. You haven't slept for two days and one night. If we don't rest, we will all be exhausted to death."

Speaking of sleep, Cheng Youning yawned immediately, and the noodles in his mouth almost fell out, but he still said stubbornly: "I'm not tired. I won't die if I don't sleep for a few days."

Qiao Rong strongly objected, "No, it takes others one or two months to travel from Fengqi to Bianjing. We are going there for sightseeing, there is no need to rush."

Cheng Youning looked at a group of soldiers hurrying past on the street and said, "I'm afraid my family will come after me."

This is Cheng Youning's biggest concern about this trip.

"Your Highness, don't you think those two handkerchiefs can hold the enemy back? Besides, we have been traveling for two nights. How could they catch up with us?"

Cheng Youning said confidently, "Those two handkerchiefs must be useful, otherwise my grandfather would have discovered that I was no longer in the Imperial City. The fact that he hasn't caught up with me yet proves that those two handkerchiefs worked. However, we can't let our guard down yet. Those handkerchiefs can hold me back for a while, but not forever. For the sake of safety, we must leave Wentian as soon as possible. It won't be too late to rest in Wulu County."

Qiao Rongning couldn't follow Cheng Youning, so he had to follow Cheng Youning after dinner and follow the route on the map. The Wentian Prefecture they were in had 28 cities of various sizes. Even if they traveled at night, they would not be able to leave Wentian Prefecture early the next morning.