On the way back to the capital, Qin Qianluo sat comfortably in the carriage. The interior was warm and comfortable, with soft cushions and warm blankets adding to her coziness.

She closed her eyes gently, quietly resting. The long journey had left her slightly tired, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up as memories of her time at the border kept replaying in her mind.

It was the dead of winter when we arrived, and outside the carriage was a world covered in silver. The wind, carrying blizzard, raged and pounded against the carriage windows, making a "whooshing" sound.

Now, spring is in full bloom outside the window, and the warm sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, falling like silk threads onto her face, bringing a touch of warmth.

Looking up, the vast fields are brimming with vitality, and the people are busy in the fields, holding plows and driving oxen to cultivate the land.

Sowing the seeds of hope into the fertile soil creates a vibrant and hopeful picture of spring plowing.

Seeing this, Qin Qianluo's heart stirred, and she turned to look at Lin Fu, who had just gotten out of the car and walked to her side.

He spoke gently, saying, "Lord Lin, it is the prime time for spring plowing, so there is no need to rush back."

Let's slow down our journey and enjoy the busy scenes of people working in the fields during spring, so as to deeply feel the simplicity and hope of this everyday life.

This will also help me accumulate experience for governing the country in the future and understand the real hardships of the people.” Lin Fu nodded slightly, his eyes showing agreement, and readily agreed.

Qin Qianluo harbored a small selfish desire: she longed to make the journey to her fiefdom—Jinxiu County.

That place embodies her responsibilities and ambitions; it is a world she wholeheartedly wants to meticulously craft and develop.

She couldn't wait to see what the place looked like now, to see if the people were living a prosperous and peaceful life, and if the market was bustling and thriving.

More importantly, she had always harbored the idea of ​​establishing a school within her fiefdom.

In this day and age, the lack of public awareness is the root cause of many problems.

If one wants to persuade the emperor to implement a national policy of enlightening the people and promoting education, having a successful example as strong support will certainly be more persuasive.

She silently sketched out what the school of the future would look like in her mind, imagining children holding books and reciting in unison in spacious and bright classrooms.

Their eyes are full of thirst for knowledge, and their faces are beaming with innocent smiles—what a beautiful sight that would be.

Lin Fu heard her thoughts but didn't say much, only a hint of longing flashed in his eyes.

He was willing to follow King Jinrui Zhao, after all, during these four months, he had been drinking the spiritual spring water and his chronic illness, which had plagued him for many years, had been greatly improved.

The old injury that used to ache with the slightest exertion now rarely bothers him anymore.

During this period, he was busy with many things and often had to travel around and work day and night, but he never felt tired and his energy became more and more abundant.

Even his subordinates joked that he looked much younger than when he first arrived, radiant and as if he had been reborn.

Of course, Lin Fu followed Qin Qianluo not only for these physical improvements.

More importantly, it's because being around her allows me to learn a lot of valuable knowledge and wisdom about how to conduct myself in society.

Lin Fu deeply admired Lin Fu's decisiveness and skillful maneuvering in handling government affairs, as well as his composure and perseverance in the face of difficulties.

He often marveled to himself, wondering how King Jinrui Zhao could be so insightful about everything in the world.

It was as if she possessed an inexhaustible wellspring of wisdom, a source from which there was no end.

Then, Qin Qianluo and Lin Fu exchanged a knowing glance.

The cunning and anticipation hidden in their eyes made them tacitly forget about the emperor and his ministers who were far away in the capital, eagerly awaiting news.

At this moment, the upcoming trip to Jinxiu County holds a unique appeal for them.

Of course, as subjects, they did not abandon their basic duties and etiquette.

After careful consideration, the two carefully selected several shrewd, capable messengers with excellent stamina.

Write a detailed account of the current progress and general itinerary in a letter, and solemnly hand it to the messenger.

After giving him repeated instructions, and watching the messengers gallop towards the capital, he finally felt relieved and leisurely embarked on his journey to Jinxiu County.

This journey was less about rushing and more about a leisurely stroll.

The carriage swayed and wobbled along, its wheels slowly rolling over the flat, wide cement road, making a rhythmic "creak, creak" sound, as if time itself were softly singing.

The scenery along the roadside is like a magnificent and colorful landscape scroll unfolding, with the vast and boundless fields lush and green, like a huge green velvet carpet stretching to the horizon.

Wildflowers of all colors bloom freely, some red like fire, some pink like the sunset, and some white like snow.

Swaying gently in the breeze, the flowers create waves of color and release a refreshing fragrance.

Whenever they encountered a bustling rural market, Qin Qianluo and Lin Fu would always stop their carriage with great interest.

They stepped off the carriage and blended into the bustling crowd, like two curious children, full of wonder at everything around them.

At the market, a dazzling array of goods filled the stalls, and fresh fruits and vegetables gleamed enticingly.

The handcrafted items are exquisite and unique, exuding a strong local flavor.

They savored the unique local snacks: crispy sesame cakes, sweet pastries, and refreshing cold noodles, each bite bursting with rich local flavor.

They chatted with the hospitable locals about everyday life, from the harvest in the fields to their children's marriages, from trivial matters to their hopes for the future.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!