Only then would King Zhao, a man of meticulous mind, concerned for the country and its people, yet constantly preoccupied with numerous affairs, remember him.
Thinking of this, Ning Chenyi's smile became even more pronounced, a smile as bright and dazzling as the warmest sun in spring, radiating light, warm and radiant.
It was as if the entire Golden Palace was to be filled with light and hope.
The excitement in his heart was like a surging, unstoppable tide, wave after wave, higher and higher, almost impossible to contain.
At this moment, he was filled with anticipation for the new grain variety, and he couldn't wait to see what it looked like.
It's as if you could travel through time and space in the next second and see the beautiful scene of it taking root, sprouting, and growing strong on the vast, fertile, and rich land of Chengxiao.
In his mind, the fields of golden sorghum swaying in the wind had already vividly appeared.
Under the gentle caress of the breeze, the sorghum stalks drooped heavily, like a golden ocean, as if telling of the joy of a bountiful harvest.
This bountiful harvest will bring a prosperous new era to Chengxiao Kingdom, allowing its people to live a life of plenty and making the country even more prosperous and powerful in this golden age.
As the sounds of bells and drums from the morning court session gradually faded away, the solemnity that once permeated the Golden Palace dissipated like wisps of smoke.
Qin Qianluo's heart, like a bird breaking free from its cage, was already eager to fly to the cave where the grain seeds could be stored.
She moved with light, graceful steps, her movements quick yet steady, each step seemingly tapping to the beat of hope.
We followed the winding path hidden in the lush mountains and forests, heading straight towards the cave.
The cave is like a wise man hidden away from the world, quietly nestled in this deep mountain forest.
All around, towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, their branches and leaves intertwined like a net, allowing sunlight to filter through the layers of leaves, casting dappled shadows.
Like dreamlike fragments of gold, this mountain forest is shrouded in a mysterious and hazy veil.
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if they were whispering ancient and mysterious stories.
Qin Qianluo gently parted the curtain-like branches and leaves, as if she were unveiling the seal of nature's mysterious treasure, and stepped into the cave.
As soon as you enter the cave, a scent that blends the fragrance of earth with the vicissitudes of time hits you.
In the dim light, everything appeared indistinct, as if hiding countless secrets.
Qin Qianluo's eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle's as she intently examined every inch of the cave.
She moved slowly along the slightly damp cave wall, inch by inch, her eyes like a fine sieve, not missing any corner where a problem might arise.
She checked for any signs that wild animals had entered. After a thorough inspection and confirming that there were no problems, her slightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Qianluo slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she were gently touching the door to another mysterious world.
A moment later, her hands moved gracefully in the air like those of a nimble fairy.
As she moved, bags of sorghum seeds poured down from the space like a golden rain, landing on the cave floor.
Then, Qin Qianluo's hands moved again, as if conducting a symphony of life.
Some vegetable and fruit seeds that had never appeared in Chengxiao Kingdom, like awakened spirits, leaped out of the space.
They come in all shapes and sizes; some are small and delicate, like shy grains of rice, as if waiting for the right moment to show their unique charm to the world.
Some have unique shapes, like mysterious gifts from distant stars, carrying an unknown and fantastical color, as if containing endless mysteries and surprises.
They are just waiting to take root and sprout on the land of Chengxiao Kingdom, and begin a wonderful journey of life.
As the seeds poured out like a flood, the once somewhat empty cave was gradually filled.
The mountain of seeds formed a colorful and vibrant hill, exuding the fragrance of life and the breath of hope.
Qin Qianluo stood quietly to the side, gazing at the cave full of seeds, a surge of sense of accomplishment welling up in her heart like a turbulent sea.
The corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, forming a smug and playful smile.
She clapped her hands lightly with satisfaction, the crisp applause echoing through the cave, as if playing a victory symphony for herself.
She said softly, "It has to be me. How clever! Everything was prepared so perfectly."
"Once we bring Sister Su and the officials from the Ministry of Agriculture here, our mission will be accomplished."
Just then, Feng Qingyun emerged from the space like a gentle breeze.
Her beautiful eyes darted around, taking in the mountains of seeds piled up in the cave, a hint of curiosity and concern flashing in them.
Her bright eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, shone brightly, revealing a sense of exploration and anticipation for the unknown.
She parted her lips slightly, her voice as clear and melodious as a mountain spring: "Luo Bao, are you planning to use the excuse of a traveling merchant again this time?"
Qin Qianlu nodded, then bent down slightly, stretched out her slender and warm hands, and gently picked up Feng Qingyun.
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