Someone shouted, "The Grand Minister of Agriculture and the others are back!"
Suddenly, people from the surrounding area gathered around. They were all there to watch the excitement, but they couldn't help but chatter on.
"Grand Minister of Agriculture, you've only been gone a few days and you're back already?"
Is that oasis really that close to us? Does that mean we can go in and take a look?
What does the oasis look like? Is it beautiful?
"Lord Minister of Agriculture, what happened to you? Why are so many people injured?"
Didn't you bring guards and so many weapons? How did you get injured?
"You guys seem so weak."
"You guys are taking way too long to get back. Hawul came back yesterday. He brought all the seeds back with him."
"They suffered a lot; they were caught in a sandstorm and got separated from you."
Of all the questions, the one that the Grand Minister of Agriculture and others heard most clearly was the news of Hawul's return.
"What? Who just said that Hawule is back?" the Grand Minister of Agriculture asked.
The commoner who had just said that nodded.
"Yes, Hawule returned yesterday and sent the camel back to the county government office. He's probably still sleeping at home now."
They said they were frightened and had a fever last night.
Having received a definite answer, the Grand Minister of Agriculture and others were relieved.
If it weren't for his stubbornness, how could he have left such a vibrant life in the desert after only one day inside?
Unexpectedly, that kid came back by some strange twist of fate. It's good that he's back.
The Grand Minister of Agriculture would no longer feel such deep guilt.
Otherwise, he would feel ashamed to face Hawul's family.
Zhao Changgeng was quite surprised to hear that the Grand Minister of Agriculture had returned; this was simply too unreliable.
They confidently declared they would go into the desert to find an oasis, but in the end, after four days and three nights, it was all for naught.
Although he felt contempt in his heart, Zhao Changgeng remained outwardly composed.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Why do we have to venture deep into the heart of the desert when we can clearly surround it from the outside?
Besides, all our counties and regions are working on desertification control; sooner or later, we will conquer this desert.
Zhao Changgeng spoke with great passion, but in reality, he was using his impassioned tone to mask his barely suppressed laughter.
Seeing that Zhao Changgeng showed no disdain, the Grand Minister of Agriculture felt somewhat relieved; this time, he had truly lost face big time.
However, as long as he keeps quiet, who would dare to bring up something that's hard to talk about?
Once the Grand Minister of Agriculture understood, his embarrassment vanished.
He instructed his men to quickly prepare hot water for him to bathe and change clothes.
"Sir, please go back to your previous room. There is always hot water available."
The Zhao family's requirement for their living environment was that they had to build a new bathhouse wherever they went.
The Grand Minister of Agriculture's favorite place was the Zhao family's bathhouse.
Just turn on the tap and warm water will flow out, so you can take a shower.
In winter, the water naturally needed to be heated by maids and servants. In summer, the water in the water tank would be left outside for a day, so that when you took a bath in the evening, the water temperature would be just right, which was very comfortable.
After washing up, the Grand Minister of Agriculture recounted his journey into the desert to Zhao Changgeng, while thanking Hawule for the camel he was riding, which was specially used to carry seeds.
This excuse is perfect.
It effectively masked his cowardice and willingness to give up.
Of course, he can do whatever he wants, and no one dares to laugh at him; the Grand Minister of Agriculture is just overthinking things.
Zhao Changgeng quickly ordered people to prepare wine and dishes to entertain the Grand Minister of Agriculture, who had worked hard for several days.
Having learned his lesson, the Grand Minister of Agriculture dared not clamor to enter the desert again.
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