Her tone carried a hint of unspeakable helplessness, yet she said firmly, "Forget it, Sister Su is already too busy with other matters to attend to."
How could I possibly add to her burden? As for myself, I'm also incredibly busy and simply can't spare even a moment to go to Youzhou.
The trip to Youzhou will probably have to be put on hold for now. We'll make plans again when things go smoothly, all matters proceed in an orderly manner, and we have ample free time.
Feng Qingyun watched Qin Qianluo quietly, her eyes full of understanding and concern, as if she could see through her gaze and understand the inner turmoil and struggle in her heart.
Her bright eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, suddenly turned slightly, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, flashing with a lively light.
After a moment's thought, a sly yet considerate smile gradually appeared on her face.
That smile was like a flower quietly blooming in spring, warm and bright, with a magical power to dispel gloom.
Feng Qingyun gently parted her lips, her voice soft and light, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, carrying a hint of coolness and a pleasant rhythm.
He slowly said, "Since that's the case, Luo Bao, why don't you try to think about it from a different perspective? You might as well try to communicate more with these two officials from Youzhou."
In this way, heartfelt conversations with them can soothe the longing without disrupting the rhythm of important tasks at hand.
Wouldn't that be the perfect solution, satisfying both sides? Besides, the sorghum seeds would eventually have to be delivered to them anyway.
This gives you a perfectly legitimate reason to approach them.
Through in-depth exchanges with them, Luo Bao might be able to open a precious history book and gain a more comprehensive, detailed, and in-depth understanding of the local customs and culture of Youzhou.
Experience the unique landscape and rich folk culture of that land.
It's as if you are already there, strolling through the streets and alleys of Youzhou, and wandering through the fields and forests.
In this way, you can be considered to have indirectly set foot on the land that you have been longing for and dreaming of.
Perhaps this can even help you prepare thoroughly for your future journey to Youzhou.
Inside the solemn and majestic Golden Palace, the air seemed to tremble slightly with the weight of the atmosphere.
Everyone listened intently, holding their breath as they listened to King Jinrui Zhao's heartfelt words. Every word struck their hearts like a heavy hammer, stirring up ripples of deep thought.
The astute crowd instantly realized that King Jinrui Zhao was about to embark on a grand new chapter of his scheme, as if the curtain was about to rise on a magnificent and mysterious drama.
At this moment, the specific plan remains hidden behind layers of fog, like a star obscured by dark clouds in the night sky.
Although its brilliance was not readily apparent, it did not cause much panic or anxiety among the crowd.
Over the long years, Her Highness Prince Zhao, with her exceptional wisdom and extraordinary foresight, has repeatedly demonstrated the meticulousness and thoroughness of her actions.
Every decision is like a carefully laid-out game of chess, seemingly obscure but actually interconnected. When the time is right, everything will be clear and presented, like rivers flowing into the sea, and things will fall into place naturally.
Therefore, everyone knew that all they needed to do was wait for good news and for the right opportunity to arrive.
At present, what is of utmost importance and deep concern to everyone is undoubtedly the sorghum seeds.
Looking back, the seeds that King Zhao took out were like treasures with magical powers.
They were sown across the vast land, like the prelude to a bountiful harvest, producing astonishing yields.
Time and again, they have refreshed people's understanding and created one amazing miracle after another.
Every harvest scene is like a magnificent painting, with fields piled high with heavy fruits.
The people's faces were filled with happy and satisfied smiles, which was the best reward for His Highness Prince Zhao's outstanding talent and foresight.
As these thoughts raced through their minds, everyone's gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible yet powerful magnetic force, focusing unanimously on the two officials from Youzhou.
The envy in his eyes spread like wildfire in spring, impossible to conceal.
It's astonishing that a simple local accent could capture the attention of King Zhao, a man known for his keen insight and decisive actions. How could this not evoke a sense of awe and envy?
They couldn't help but secretly regret not knowing that this seemingly insignificant accent contained such magical power.
Like a key to unlock the door of good fortune, I had to put in a hundred times the effort no matter what.
Put in a lot of hard work to study and learn the unique Youzhou accent.
Perhaps, with this unique "secret weapon," I might also have the honor of leaving a deep impression on His Highness Prince Zhao.
In the imperial court, one gains the favor and appreciation of His Highness, thus becoming like an eagle spreading its wings, with a wider sky to realize one's ambitions and ideals.
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