However, Qin Qianluo remained oblivious to the picturesque scenery.
Dressed in a magnificent gown, she stood tall with her hands behind her back, her brows furrowed into a deep frown as she pondered ways to accumulate merit.
Just as she was lost in thought, a series of hurried and slightly flustered footsteps suddenly broke the silence.
The gatekeeper jogged along, stumbling and nearly falling. He barely managed to steady himself, and when he got closer, his chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his face. He casually wiped them away, then bowed respectfully, his voice tinged with tension and urgency: "Young Miss, the tutor has arrived."
Upon hearing the sound, Qin Qianluo snapped out of her daze and subconsciously raised her hand to smooth out the fine wrinkles on the hem of her clothes.
I took a deep breath, composed myself, and walked with steady, elegant steps toward the study.
Stepping into the study, a rich aroma of ink mingles with the delicate scent of sandalwood, instantly filling the entire space.
She moved with light, graceful steps, her clothes fluttering, like a beautiful painting. She bowed gracefully to the Master, her movements flowing smoothly and elegantly.
Then, she sat gracefully at the desk, slowly turning the pages of the book, the sound of the paper rustling clearly audible in the quiet study.
Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting dappled light and shadow on the pages of the book, like patterns meticulously drawn by nature.
She would sometimes furrow her brow in thought, her gaze fixed intently on the words in the book, as if trying to etch every single word into her heart.
Sometimes she would pick up a pen to make annotations, the pen tip gliding across the paper, leaving behind delicate handwriting, recording her thoughts and insights.
However, even when immersed in the world of classics and historical texts, she still harbored a deep concern for matters of merit, as if an invisible thread was constantly pulling at her thoughts.
Meanwhile, in Haiyan County, the distant fiefdom of Prince Ning Yu, a terrifying catastrophe was silently yet swiftly descending upon them.
At first, only a faint gray mist appeared on the horizon, like a soft veil casually spread across the sky.
However, in the blink of an eye, the gray fog rapidly churned and surged, and countless black dots swept over the sky like a surging tide.
Those were locusts that blotted out the sky; the sound of their flapping wings combined to form a chilling buzzing sound, like a death symphony played by demons.
Wherever it went, the once vibrant green was instantly and mercilessly swallowed up, leaving only a mess of broken stems and withered leaves.
The crops in the fields were devoured in a short period of time, as if they had been through a brutal war.
Inside the Prince Xin's residence, Prince Xin Ning Yu paced back and forth in the spacious hall, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
His brocade robe swayed dramatically with his movements, making a rustling sound.
His heavy footsteps pounded on the blue bricks, producing a dull and rapid sound, as if reflecting the rhythm of his inner anxiety.
The harvest season is just around the corner, a time when people should be reaping joy and hope.
But this sudden locust plague was like an insurmountable chasm, standing between the people and their livelihoods.
His mind was filled with images of the people suffering from hunger and cold, and the tragic scene of starving people lying everywhere.
Those emaciated bodies and desperate, helpless eyes were like sharp blades, piercing his heart.
He was extremely anxious, constantly rubbing his hands together, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, but he was at a loss for what to do. The anxiety and pressure in his heart almost crushed him.
Princess Xin comes from a prestigious family and received an excellent education from a young age. She has always been gentle, virtuous, knowledgeable, and reasonable.
At this moment, she lost her usual composure and calmness, her eyes filled with anxiety and worry.
She and Crown Prince Shin traveled around tirelessly, working themselves to the bone.
They wandered among the bookshelves in the library, brushing away the thick layers of dust from the ancient books. As they turned the pages, those scrolls, sealed by the dust of time, exuded an old and worn aura.
They didn't overlook any book that might contain methods for controlling locusts; they carefully studied every page and pondered every word repeatedly.
We hope to find a glimmer of hope in the wisdom of the ancients.
They also visited the countryside, interviewing every elderly person, and seizing every clue, no matter how small.
When talking with the elderly, they were sincere, eager to learn, and did not overlook any detail.
They meticulously recorded even the most unremarkable folk remedies, hoping to find a solution to the locust plague.
In the villages and counties severely affected by the disaster, the people looked at the farmland ravaged by locusts with empty and desperate eyes, as if their souls had been ripped away by the calamity.
A year of hard work, from the anticipation at the time of sowing to the meticulous care during the growth process.
Every drop of their sweat reflected their yearning for a better life, but now it has all been wasted in this locust plague, and the family's livelihood has been completely lost.
The elderly sat on the edge of the field, their faces etched with wrinkles like ravines, bearing the marks of time and the hardships of life.
Their cloudy eyes filled with tears, and they shook their heads and sighed helplessly. Each sigh seemed to be an indictment of the injustice of fate, yet it was so powerless.
The children were emaciated and cried loudly from hunger. Their cries echoed through the silent village, like sharp knives tearing at everyone's heart.
The entire village was shrouded in a dark cloud of despair, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. Time seemed to stand still, leaving only endless pain and despair.
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