The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Prime Minister's House.

Feng Yuanxi has been brought back.

Before lunch, the maid served tea.

Feng Yuanxi took a sip of tea and immediately spat it out.

"What kind of tea is this? It tastes awful."

Prime Minister Feng did not think the tea in the Prime Minister's residence was bad. The tea in the residence was all sent by his subordinates, and it was all the best tea leaves. In particular, today's tea was tribute tea given by His Majesty, which was even better.

This youngest son is complaining about everything. If we starve him for a few meals, he'll behave.

The meal was ready, and the maids filed in, placing the colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes on the round wooden table.

Feng Yuanxi casually tasted two dishes and said with disdain, "This food is really awful!"

The Prime Minister's wife scooped up the hibiscus and jade dumplings that her youngest son had just tasted with a spoon, put them in her mouth, and found that the taste was still the same as before, with no difference.

"Xi'er, you never complained about the food Chef Zhang cooked before."

Feng Yuanxi sighed deeply, "Mother, that's because I hadn't tasted Gu's food back then. If you had tasted Gu's restaurant's food, you would definitely think that there's no better food in the world."

Feng Yuanxi stood up dramatically and recited a line of poetry: "Except for Wushan, there are no clouds! Apart from Gu Ji, all the food in other places is not good."

Feng Yuanxi's younger sister, Feng Xiaoshuang, was fourteen years old. She wore her hair in a flowing bun, and the bright moon earrings on her ears swayed back and forth, making her especially adorable.

Hearing this, she became particularly curious about Gu's food.

"Brother, is there really such delicious food in the world? After you ate it, you even complained about the delicious hibiscus and jade meatballs!"

"Of course, even though I'm a scoundrel, I've never lied!"

Feng Xiaoshuang agrees with this point. Although her brother is usually unreliable, he never lies.

If that's the case, then the food at Gu's Restaurant must be really delicious! I really want to try it!

What kind of place is Qinghe County? Why does it have so many wonderful things?

The lotus-colored cloak she was wearing was bought with Feng Yuanxi's help from Qinghe County. When she wore it to visit others, everyone stared at her clothes, and their faces clearly showed envy.

So she wears this cloak all the time, and even now when she's eating inside, she can't bear to take it off.

Feng Yuanxi casually tasted a few dishes, then slammed down his chopsticks, "This is awful, I'm not eating anymore."

Prime Minister Feng was a little annoyed when he saw his youngest son throw down his chopsticks after taking only two bites.

That brat is too picky about food.

Feng Yuanxi was Prime Minister Feng's most beloved youngest son. Seeing that his youngest son was not eating, he was naturally heartbroken and immediately reprimanded Luo Yuanxi.

"You brat, if you don't eat properly, I'll beat you to death."

Feng Yuanxi ran, and Prime Minister Feng chased after him.

As a result, they chased him into the courtyard and throughout the entire mansion, but they still couldn't catch up with Feng Yuanxi, who managed to escape the mansion.

Prime Minister Feng then realized that he used to be able to catch up with his youngest son easily, but now he couldn't.

It was obvious that after spending some time recuperating in Qinghe County, the younger son's health improved, and he also became more diligent.

My youngest son, who used to get up late in the morning, got up very early this morning.

And I heard they practiced kung fu all morning.

Prime Minister Feng failed to catch up with the person and returned to the dining table dejectedly.

The Prime Minister's wife looked delighted. "My lord, haven't you always regretted that our Xi'er is too weak to carry heavy loads? I noticed that Xi'er is much better since returning from Qinghe County. This is a good thing."

The Prime Minister's wife clasped her hands together and murmured, "I heard from Xi'er that when we were in Qinghe County, we ate at Chengji Restaurant for every meal. Thank you, Guji Restaurant in Qinghe County! I'll send a manager to thank you in person another day."

Prime Minister Feng was speechless: "What's there to thank? Do you know how much silver he spent in Qinghe County? More than ten thousand taels in total, most of which was earned by Gu's company."

Prime Minister Feng was at his wits' end with his youngest son. If he wanted his son to eat more at the next meal, he would have to change the cook.

"Madam, please find a few more good chefs; this child's tastes have become too picky."

Just then, the gatekeeper's servant came running over.

"Your Excellency, something terrible has happened! The young master says he wants the kitchen to cook porridge so he can give it to the beggars."

Prime Minister Feng was really furious with his youngest son. It's not something a smart person would do to be so charitable.

"This kid is a real handful; he needs to be taught a lesson."

In Prime Minister Feng's view, beggars were useless and could not make any contribution to the Great Qi Dynasty, so they were not worthy of pity at all.

Prime Minister Feng couldn't even eat in peace. He stood up and ran to the gate of the Feng residence, determined to give his youngest son a good lesson and prevent him from becoming foolishly kind.

"Xi'er, I don't object to you doing good deeds, but there's no need to use your kindness on beggars; they are all useless people."

"Father, they are useless because they can't even get enough to eat, so they certainly can't make any contributions."

"They must be fed before they can work. The beggars in Qinghe County are very capable. After they were fed, some became Gu Ji's employees, some became militiamen, and some became small vendors."

The Prime Minister's wife thought her youngest son's words made a lot of sense. "Xi'er likes to give out porridge, so our household will give out porridge for free. It won't cost much money."

Prime Minister Feng was so angry that his face turned pale: "You keep spoiling him. Spoiling a child is like killing a child." But that was his most beloved youngest son. "Fine, let him give out porridge if he wants. As long as he's happy."

Manager Chen quickly led his men to prepare for distributing porridge.

Prime Minister Feng was really worried about his youngest son, so he assigned four more servants to Feng Yuanxi to keep a close watch on him.

"All of you remember this: never let Yuanxi leave the manor again."

I'm afraid my youngest son will do something even more outrageous than distributing porridge.

The four servants answered in unison, "Yes, sir."

The Prime Minister's wife was worried that her youngest son would be too bored staying at home, so she suggested, "How about this, we invite Xi'er's old friends to come and play, so they can keep him company and relieve his boredom."

After a group of young noblemen arrived at the Feng residence, they asked Feng Yuanxi as soon as they saw him—

"Yuanxi, I heard Qin Changfeng gets to see genius painters every day. I'm so envious!"

Feng Yuanxi expressed his dissatisfaction, saying, "When I was in Qinghe County, I saw genius painters every day, and one of them even suggested that I lose weight."

Actually, when they first met, he offended Su Qianqian, so Su Qianqian punished him by not allowing him to eat, which he then subtly referred to as dieting.

So this kid wasn't lying.

Among the纨绔 (playboys) who came to visit the Prime Minister's residence was Luo Minggeng.

Luo Minggeng was particularly envious of Feng Yuanxi and the others who were able to go to Qinghe County, unlike him, who had mentioned it to his family countless times but was still not allowed to go.

His grandmother even threatened to kill herself to stop him from going to Qinghe County.

Luo Minggeng said enviously, "The genius painter cares about you so much that he even told you to lose weight, but you don't look fat at all to me."

Feng Yuanxi chuckled foolishly: "Indeed, that genius painter cares about me a lot, he even helped me send a letter back to my family in the capital."

In reality, he delivered an IOU for several thousand taels of silver. However, he wasn't exactly lying; since the IOU was delivered from such a distant place as Qinghe County, it was considered as if he believed it.

Young men from wealthy families like Luo Minggeng did not like studying the Four Books and Five Classics when they were in school, so they developed a love for painting and therefore greatly admired talented painters.

"Yuanxi, I heard that the genius painter even gave a painting to that kid Qin Changfeng. The brothers are so envious. It's a pity that Qin Changfeng didn't come back, otherwise we could have had a good look at his work."

Feng Yuanxi was very proud. He received the painting from Miss Su earlier than Qin Changfeng. "Actually, the genius painter gave me the painting first, and then gave it to Qin Changfeng later."

The room was filled with exclamations of praise.

This was the first time in Feng Yuanxi's life that he had received so much envy; he felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Luo Minggeng was very anxious and took the initiative to ingratiate himself, squatting down to massage Feng Yuanxi's legs, "Brother Yuanxi, quickly take out the painting and let everyone see it."

Feng Yuanxi was actually a little reluctant, but since he had already said it, he might as well show it off.

He warned, "Let's make this clear first, you can only look, not touch."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yuanxi, please rest assured, we will only look and not touch."