Countless data and information surged through her mind like a raging tide, with various pieces of information flashing by at an extremely fast pace.
As she delved deeper into the investigation, her initially smiling face gradually turned serious, and her eyes were filled with worry.
Her brows furrowed into a deep frown, her pink lower lip was gently bitten by her teeth, and her expression grew increasingly solemn.
After a long while, she said in a heavy tone, "Luo Bao, a very serious locust plague has broken out in Haiyan County."
The locusts swarmed everywhere, like a dark cloud, devouring crops in an instant and causing the people's hard work of the year to go to waste.
Uncle Qin advocated mobilizing a large number of people to kill the locusts, combined with the traditional method of smoking them away, hoping to quickly reduce the number of locusts.
Su Xiang believes that the most urgent task is to dig canals to divert water and fundamentally destroy the locusts' breeding environment. Although it is time-consuming and laborious, it can solve the problem at its source.
The two argued vehemently, neither able to convince the other, until their faces were flushed.
Although the Ministry of Revenue has urgently allocated grain to the disaster area, temporarily alleviating the people's food and clothing problems, the locusts are breeding at an alarming rate and the area they are ravaging is still expanding.
The challenges of prevention and control remain unresolved. Despite racking our brains, we haven't found a truly effective solution, and the situation is extremely critical.
Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's originally bright eyes instantly became shrouded in gloom.
It's like a clear lake in spring suddenly being shrouded in dark clouds, its ripples vanishing.
She subconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, like dark clouds suddenly gathering in spring, full of worry.
Her voice was urgent, almost blurting out, "Rainbow Dash, quick, quick, show me the footage of the disaster in Haiyan County!"
In the blink of an eye, a series of tragic scenes came into view: the vast fields should have been a thriving scene of green wheat seedlings and vibrant life.
Now, only desolation remains. The parched earth gapes open, and the cracks are shocking, as if silently accusing the ruthlessness of this disaster.
Along the edge of the fields, people were scattered about, some slumped on the ground with vacant eyes.
Looking at this lifeless land, his face was filled with despair, and there was not a trace of hope for the future in his empty eyes.
They might beat their chests and stamp their feet, look up to the sky and sigh, tears and sweat mingling and sliding down their dusty cheeks.
The drops fell on the parched earth and vanished instantly. Their shouts echoed across the empty fields, but received no response.
Qin Qianluo's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her brows furrowed more and more tightly, as if she could trap a fly.
Her hands trembled slightly involuntarily, and her eyes were filled with reluctance and anxiety.
Seeing these heartbreaking scenes, I felt a wave of panic, as if a million ants were biting me, or as if I were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.
After browsing through all the images, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, but her tone still carried an undisguised anxiety.
Xiang Fengqing asked, "How could this happen? How could a locust plague suddenly break out without any warning?"
When I checked Prince Xin's records before, there was never any record of such an event.
Will the measures my dad and Sister Su mentioned really be able to control the disaster? How long can the people hold on?
Feng Qingyun was filled with doubts, her mind was like a tangled mess, and she couldn't figure it out no matter what she did.
Her gaze wandered unconsciously, and her fingers tapped lightly on the table, making intermittent sounds that revealed her extreme unease.
Previously, when she was reviewing the information on the Crown Prince of War, in order to clarify the relationships between the characters, she went through the information on several key figures in the royal family in detail.
She thoroughly studied every detail and every line of text in those documents, memorizing them by heart.
Looking back now, there really wasn't any clue related to the locust plague, not even the most subtle hint.
"Could it be..." Feng Qingyun murmured to herself, a bold guess flashing through her mind.
"Is it because Luo Bao and I traveled through time and space to get here that we triggered an unexpected butterfly effect?"
Her brows were furrowed into a deep frown, her eyes filled with confusion and contemplation, as if she wanted to see through the mystery.
Her mind began to replay the events that had occurred since they came into this world, as she tried to find the key moment that might have triggered all these changes.
However, locust plagues are, after all, natural disasters. They follow the laws of nature and have their own predetermined trajectory in the long course of history.
Logically, the operation of natural laws should not be so greatly deviated from due to the arrival of time travelers.
It's like a calm lake; even if a small pebble is thrown in, it shouldn't create any huge waves.
Feng Qingyun knew this, which made her feel even more strongly that there was a deeper secret hidden behind this matter.
Feng Qingyun was extremely anxious. Her fingers slid rapidly across the virtual data interface, and the text and images on the screen flashed by like phantoms.
Her eyes revealed determination and persistence; she wouldn't let go of any potentially useful information, even if it was just a vague symbol or an inconspicuous record.
Her breathing became rapid, and each page felt like a race against time.
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