The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Chapter 1479 Song Tingzhi shook his head and sighed

Isn't it true? Cheng Feng has already walked away. Shang Xi also stood up and asked Cheng Feng: "Where are you going?"

"I'll go see what medicinal herbs these people need. I'll go to the palace tonight and ask my uncle to give these refugees some. It's hot out, and most of these people are ill. We can't delay."

Shang Xi chased after him, "Will this trip to the palace be in vain?"

“How will you know if it works if you don’t try it.”

"Won't it annoy him if we go? I think it's better for our Prince Pang's Mansion to provide the herbs."

Cheng Feng refused. "These people will all be his subjects in the future. It's fine if we provide the food, but they also want us to provide the medicinal materials. This is obviously bullying. I always feel that my uncle is plotting against me."

Shang Xi patted Cheng Feng and said, "Don't talk nonsense. If this gets to my uncle's ears, it will be our Prince Pang's Mansion that will suffer. As long as it's for the benefit of the refugees, it won't cost much to provide some medicinal herbs. I think we should send people into the city to purchase medicinal herbs now. Those who need them can pick up the medicine here tomorrow."

"Don't worry about it, my wife. I will definitely ask the government to provide the medicinal materials. I will go to the palace later."

"How about I go with you? If my uncle hits you, I can still stop him. He can't pick up something and hit me."

Cheng Feng thought for a moment and said, "Wife, your idea is good. Seeing you, my uncle will feel embarrassed to plot against me, and he will have to restrain himself from beating me. It's settled. We will serve porridge together on time at 3 p.m., and we will go to the palace after the porridge is served."

The two people counted the medicinal materials needed here and started cooking porridge at noon, planning to distribute the porridge at noon.

As soon as the rice for porridge was put into the pot, the refugees lined up in a long queue.

When Song Tingzhi, who was carrying a hoe and preparing to return to the city, saw this, he shook his head and sighed, as if he was very pessimistic about their kind act of giving out porridge.

Cheng Feng had noticed that this man was weird a long time ago. They were so busy here that it would have been fine if this man didn't help, but for a whole day, this man turned a blind eye to everything that happened here, as if all this had nothing to do with him, a Shanglin Ling who was not even a seventh-rank official.

How can an official who does not care about things that do not concern him be promoted in the future? He cannot think what the emperor thinks or what the emperor cares about, and he cannot be moved by the suffering of the people. Can this person be a good official?

Cheng Feng questioned this man's official rank in his heart.

This man was so strange. It would have been fine if he didn't do any good deeds, but he looked like he didn't appreciate their act of distributing porridge. Cheng Feng stopped the lame Song Tingzhi and said, "Master Song, why are you sighing?"

Song Tingzhi stopped and turned to Cheng Feng and said, "Sir, giving out porridge is good, but it is only a temporary relief for the refugees. It is not the best policy if it does not get to the root of the problem."

Cheng Feng quickly asked, "What do you think, Lord Song?"

Unfortunately, Song Tingzhi had already turned around and left.

Cheng Feng shook his head, wondering how he could walk so fast even with a limp.

Cheng Youning on the side said with a smile: "Dad, my husband is like this. He is good enough if he can say half of the words. He doesn't say a word to me."

Cheng Feng said: "You offended him first, and became his disciple later. He even resigned because of you. How else do you expect him to treat you?"

Cheng Youning pursed his lips, unable to argue. "I'll go to the palace later and plead with my grandfather to let him resign from the post of Prince Taibao. Don't resign the post of Shanglinling. After all, this position is not easy to come by. It's not easy to stand out through the imperial examination."

When Cheng Feng heard that Cheng Youning was going to the palace, he urged her, "If you want to go, hurry up. Your mother and I will also go to the palace to talk to your grandfather soon."

"Then let's go together!"

"What do you mean together? If you anger your little grandfather, your father will also be implicated. Let's take some time off and talk about our own things without affecting each other."

"I won't bring trouble to Daddy."

"Haven't you caused me enough trouble?"

Cheng Youning said shamelessly: "I will enter the palace with my father and mother."

Cheng Youning sat down on a chair as if he was not going to leave.

"Son, you're so dirty." Cheng Feng even twitched his nose. "You smell of sour sweat. Go back to the Prince's Mansion and wash yourself. It's disrespectful for you to come to the audience like this."

"This is how I want to meet my little grandfather. If he feels bad, Song Tingzhi will be able to successfully step down as the Prince's Guardian, and I won't have to work hard to reclaim the land here every day. How can I not take advantage of this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone?"

"Your plan is quite good, but unfortunately, the self-torture trick won't work in front of your little grandfather. If you want to go east, your little grandfather will force you to go west."

Cheng Youning touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "What Daddy said seems to make some sense."

"Daddy, can you still fool me? Listen to Daddy and go back to the Prince's Mansion. Pretend you don't know about Song Tingzhi's resignation. Don't go to the palace to meet him. You won't gain anything and will be blamed. A scolding is the least of your worries."

Cheng Youning shook his head: "Well... I want to go to the palace. I want to see if Song Tingzhi's resignation memorial has reached my grandfather."

Cheng Feng tried his best to persuade Cheng Youning to go back but failed, and in the end the family of three entered the palace together.

Seeing Wan Lianxing, Cheng Youning showed him the katydid he had caught in the bushes as if he were presenting a treasure. "Grandpa, hang this on the eaves. It feeds on the dew of flowers and is easy to raise. The most important thing is that it chirps loudly. With it chirping under the eaves, Grandpa won't be bored."

Cheng Youning had been severely punished recently. The wound on his butt hadn't healed yet, but he was sent to reclaim wasteland outside the city. For a child, the punishment was a bit too severe. Wan Lianxing saw that the emerald green katydid didn't offend Cheng Youning, "You haven't forgotten your grandfather even when you're reclaiming wasteland. Your grandson is thoughtful."

Cheng Youning grinned and said, "Grandpa, Mr. Song Tingzhi wrote a memorial this morning. Did you see it?"

Wan Lianxing raised his hand and pointed at the dragon table, "This is your husband Song Tingzhi's memorial, requesting his resignation."

"Did Grandpa approve it?"

"How do you want Grandfather to handle this matter? Approve it or reject it?"

Cheng Youning picked up Song Tingzhi's memorial and read it quickly, then gently put it back on the dragon table. Song Tingzhi was a gentleman. Although Song Tingzhi resigned because of him, there was not a single word blaming him in the memorial.

Cheng Youning scratched his face and said guiltily, "Even if the request is approved, it can't be completely correct."

"Okay, you are the prince, tell me how to deal with this matter."

"Grandfather, in my opinion, the position of Shanglinling should be retained. As for the Prince's Grand Tutor, please allow him to resign. I'm sure you know that I've been reclaiming wasteland in the mountains and wilderness these past two days. This is enough to prove that Song Tingzhi is not good at teaching and educating people."

Seeing Wan Lianxing's eyes narrowed, Shang Xi stood up from the chair, "Well... Uncle, I came here just to see you. Now that I've seen you, I'll take my leave."