The current imperial court is severely lacking in capable personnel, which is undoubtedly a key factor restricting the further development of Tianxuan.
The situation in Jing'an County is particularly dire, and efforts to rectify and reform it must be intensified as soon as possible.
Those who were able to participate in the imperial examinations should have been the elite talents from all over the country, the pillars of Tianxuan's future.
Even so, their minds are still bound by outdated and pedantic ideas, like trapped beasts imprisoned in a dark cage, stubborn and unyielding.
Therefore, it can be inferred that the mindset of ordinary people is even more stubborn and unyielding, like an ancient tree deeply rooted in the soil. It is extremely difficult to shake their beliefs.
Qin Qianlu frowned slightly, her delicate eyebrows raised gently. She knew in her heart that if she wanted to change the current situation in Jing'an County, she urgently needed to send a group of insightful people to the area to carry out education and guidance work.
These people not only need to be knowledgeable, but also have firm beliefs and excellent communication skills.
They are able to patiently impart new knowledge and ideas to the people, helping them break free from the shackles of their minds.
However, the court's current personnel allocation is already stretched thin, and each position bears important responsibilities.
If more personnel were to be transferred to Jing'an County, the operation of various affairs in the imperial court would become even more difficult, and might even descend into chaos.
Thinking of this, Qin Qianlu couldn't help but sigh softly. Although the sigh was light, it was full of deep helplessness and worry, as if it carried the heavy burden of the entire country.
We are desperately short of manpower! This problem weighed heavily on her mind like a boulder, making it hard for her to breathe.
Only by resolving the talent shortage issue as soon as possible can Tianxuan steadily move forward on the road to prosperity and development.
Otherwise, all the grand plans will vanish like bubbles, and Tianxuan's future will be shrouded in endless uncertainty.
At the same moment, in Jing'an County, which was remembered by both the Emperor and Qin Qianluo, the county governor Lin Yuze and several officials were walking through the fields, focusing on checking the crop harvest.
A gentle breeze rustles through the fields, causing the plump ears of wheat to sway softly.
Lin Yuze walked steadily, occasionally squatting down to pick up a wheat ear and examine it closely. The slightly yellow awns of the wheat felt real to the touch as he rubbed them against his fingertips.
After observing for a moment, he stood up, gently brushed the grass clippings off his sleeves, and looked pleased. He then turned to the official beside him to discuss agricultural matters.
His words were full of concern for the people's livelihood: "This year's abundant rainfall has resulted in thriving wheat seedlings. If this trend continues, it will surely be a bumper harvest."
Just as they were about to leave, a piercing cry suddenly came from a nearby farmhouse.
At first, Lin Yuze only frowned slightly, subconsciously thinking it was just an ordinary family quarrel, and such noises were not uncommon in the city.
But then the woman's tearful, broken pleas—"Please, don't abandon my child..."—clearly reached my ears.
His steps abruptly halted, and his expression instantly turned serious.
During his two years in office in Jing'an County, he had heard such desperate cries far too many times.
Each sound was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the depths of his heart, making it impossible for him to ignore.
He immediately turned around, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, and quickly gave the guard a wink.
The guards understood immediately and rushed toward the farmhouse like arrows released from a bow.
Lin Yuze followed quickly behind, his hurried steps creating a breeze that caused his clothes to flutter.
At this moment, his heart was filled with anger and worry, and he walked faster and faster, almost running towards the farmhouse.
Stepping inside, a musty and oppressive atmosphere hits you, making your nostrils feel slightly sore.
A man was seen with his brows furrowed into a deep frown, his face full of impatience.
Holding a swaddled baby in her arms, she was about to place the infant into a large vat filled with water.
The baby's tiny body writhed desperately in the swaddling clothes, emitting faint cries that, like a thin yet resilient thread, tugged at the hearts of everyone in the room.
The guard reacted swiftly, rushing forward in a few strides and snatching the infant steadily from the man's arms.
Lin Yuze stood at the doorway, sunlight streaming down from behind him, outlining his tall figure that trembled slightly with anger.
At this moment, his face was terribly gloomy, like the dark sky before a storm, and he stared coldly at the man, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force, his bones clearly visible, as if he were about to rush up and teach this heartless man a lesson at any moment.
He took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the surging anger within him, and said in a low, cold voice, "Do you know what you're doing?"
The sound seemed to carry the chill of frost, making the temperature inside the room drop several degrees.
The man glanced up casually, and the moment his eyes met Lin Yuze's, his heart tightened.
The person in front of me stood upright, exuding a powerful aura and radiating an air of authority that commanded respect without anger, making it difficult for anyone to look directly at him.
Looking at the guards beside him, each of them had a cold expression, stood upright, and had a gleaming sword at their waist, which made it clear that they were highly skilled.
The man felt a chill run down his spine. The vulgar words that were about to spill out were forcefully swallowed back down, as if gripped by an invisible hand.
He was filled with resentment, his chest burning with rage, yet he had nowhere to vent it.
He could only channel his resentment into a fierce, wolf-like gaze, which he glared at the woman who was taking the baby from the guard's arms.
The disgust in his eyes was so intense it was almost tangible, as if his wife and daughter were a nightmare he could never escape, the most unbearable and despised beings in his life.
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