But their slightly trembling fingertips betrayed their inner tension.
Their gazes seemed to sweep calmly ahead, but in reality, every bit of their attention was focused on King Jinrui Zhao.
In their hearts, although Prince Jinrui Zhao is still young, he always comes up with unexpected solutions at crucial moments, and perhaps this time he can break the deadlock and bring a glimmer of hope.
The officials who heard this for the first time were initially bewildered, as if their minds had not yet processed this astonishing news.
Immediately afterwards, disbelief and shock quickly filled their faces, their eyes widening in disbelief.
His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but he was so startled that he couldn't make a sound.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, a deep sense of fear overwhelmed them like a tidal wave, and their bodies trembled slightly involuntarily.
They were all seasoned officials who had read extensively in history and experienced the ways of the world, and they were well aware of the horrors of locust plagues.
Since ancient times, locust plagues have been a calamity that terrifies people, and countless wise rulers and ministers have been helpless in the face of them.
The old method of manually catching locusts was merely a helpless measure to deal with small-scale insect infestations.
They were only facing a few scattered locusts, and the people, armed with simple tools, could barely manage to cope.
But this locust plague in Haiyan County was a completely different and terrifying sight. Swarms of locusts, like a surging black tide, swept in, blotting out the sun.
Wherever it went, the sky was obscured and the earth seemed to be covered by a writhing black blanket.
The dense swarm of insects emitted a chilling buzzing sound, like a death knell from hell.
Faced with such a massive locust plague, human strength seemed insignificant. No matter how many people were armed with rudimentary tools, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, with no chance of victory.
What's even more terrifying is that although locusts usually feed on crops, they can become extremely ferocious when they are starving.
Many terrifying stories about locust plagues and their devastation circulate among the people: in villages ravaged by locusts, all the crops were devoured.
Driven by hunger, locusts will swarm and attack innocent civilians.
They swarm in groups, crawling densely onto people's bodies and biting them frantically with their sharp mouthparts.
The victims were overwhelmed by the black swarm of insects, letting out piercing screams, but were powerless to break free.
The bitten people were bleeding profusely from their wounds and were in excruciating pain.
If not treated promptly and effectively, the wound will quickly become infected and worsen, and the patient will lose their life in endless pain within just a few days.
Thinking of these horrific scenes, the ministers' backs were instantly soaked with cold sweat, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
Images of people struggling desperately during the locust plague kept flashing through their minds, filling their hearts with deep fear and worry.
They secretly pondered that this disaster not only concerned the life and death of millions of people, but could also shake the foundation of the nation.
But now they are completely clueless, not knowing how to avert this catastrophic disaster and save the world.
Inside this majestic and solemn Golden Palace, a heavy atmosphere, like leaden clouds, pressed down on everyone's heart, leaving no room for doubt.
The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sat upright on the dragon throne carved with dragons and phoenixes. His back was unconsciously slightly tense, and he exuded an invisible sense of majesty and oppression.
His gaze, which was originally as sharp as a hawk's and insightful into the affairs of the court, was now involuntarily tinged with a hint of urgency and anticipation.
As if drawn by a magnet, he quietly looked towards the direction of the Qin family's little girl, his eyes filled with longing.
Like searching for dawn in the darkness, hoping she can bring hope for breaking the deadlock.
At the same time, he subtly gave a glance to the recorder who had been waiting for him.
That gaze was like a command shrouded in frost, cold and unquestionable.
The officials instantly understood, as if a switch had been flipped; their slightly hunched bodies straightened abruptly, and they gripped their ink-soaked pens tightly.
It was as if those were their weapons, always ready to record any possible solution to the locust plague with perfect accuracy and word for word.
I'm afraid of missing even the slightest spark of inspiration.
The ministers inside the hall, dressed in various official robes, looked solemn and held their breath, not daring to utter a sound.
Every gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible yet powerful force, focusing unanimously on King Jinrui Zhao.
Their eyes were filled with complex emotions, including worry about the disaster and concern for the people.
There is also a deep expectation and trust in this young prince who is usually full of whimsical ideas and quirky.
They were filled with anticipation for this critical moment, a moment of life and death for the nation.
With her unique wisdom, Qin Qianluo came up with a brilliant solution to the locust plague, saving countless lives.
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