When Su Jinyun heard Qin Qianluo's heartfelt reflections on Youzhou, her heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, causing waves of emotion to surge within her.
She sensed Qin Qianluo's deep affection for that land, which was neither accidental nor superficial.
That stems from the deep longing for one's hometown and the unwavering commitment to childhood memories.
That familiar accent, like an invisible thread, tightly bound Qin Qianluo's heart, connecting her closely with that distant land.
Deep down, Su Jinyun thought to herself that even if the chances in the future were as slim as a drop in the ocean, she would do her best to find that sliver of possibility.
Accompanying Qianluo on her journey to that land full of stories and memories.
She wanted to walk hand in hand with Qianluo through the streets and alleys of Youzhou, letting the familiar local accents play softly in her ears like a melodious tune.
She wanted to travel with Qianluo through the mountains and valleys of Youzhou, to appreciate the unique natural scenery and feel the profound power contained in that land.
She wanted to immerse herself in the local customs and culture of Youzhou with Qianluo, taste its unique cuisine, and experience its distinctive folk culture.
She helped Qianluo fulfill this seemingly small but meaningful wish.
Emperor Ning Chenyi wore an extremely magnificent dragon robe, on which the intricately embroidered golden dragons seemed to leap, demonstrating his supreme imperial power.
He sat upright on the dragon throne, a symbol of supreme power, like a steady mountain, exuding a powerful yet restrained aura.
He leaned forward slightly, his focused expression resembling that of a wise man attentively listening to the story of history.
He listened intently to the Youzhou prefect's eloquent and well-organized report.
The prefect's words were like a babbling brook in the mountains, continuously telling the story of the customs and culture of Youzhou.
The unique regional culture unfolds like a series of vivid paintings before everyone's eyes.
It tells the story of the myriad aspects of people's lives, and the little things in people's lives are like dancing notes, weaving together a symphony of life.
He also reported on the various developments in Youzhou over the past year, with each achievement like a climax in a musical movement, inspiring and uplifting.
At the same time, Ning Chenyi's mind was also quietly capturing Qin Qianluo's thoughts, which were as clear as a gentle breeze.
He subtly turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on Qin Qianluo like a gentle yet sharp ray of light.
In that instant, he saw an excited light shining in Qin Qianluo's eyes, a light as bright and dazzling as the most brilliant star in the deep night sky.
Not only do they shine brightly, but they also seem to contain endless joy and anticipation, as if the joy of the entire universe is concentrated in these lively eyes.
This scene was like a warm and gentle spring breeze, quietly brushing against Ning Chenyi's heart, causing the corners of his originally resolute lips to involuntarily curl up slightly.
A faint smile, yet full of warmth and affection, like a flower quietly blooming in the spring breeze, slowly appeared on his well-defined face.
When Ning Chenyi first heard the Youzhou prefect's heavily accented local dialect, he felt a little uncomfortable.
That unique intonation is like a note leaping outside the regular rhythm, and the way it is pronounced is also very different from the standard, clear pronunciation of Mandarin.
To him, this truly shattered the long-standing order and solemn atmosphere maintained in the imperial court.
It was like an occasional discordant note in a classical concert, causing one to slightly frown.
However, at this moment, as he quietly watched Qin Qianluo express her genuine, pure, and undisguised emotions through that familiar local accent.
The accent, which was originally somewhat harsh and out of place, seemed to have been magically transformed by an invisible and wondrous hand.
Hearing this now, it has a unique, simple, and warm feel to it.
This feeling is just like that of a traveler who has lived in a bustling city for a long time and is surrounded by all kinds of exquisite luxury every day.
A bowl of simple food from the countryside, which I tasted by chance, may not have been as exquisite or luxurious as delicacies, but it was full of the simplicity and purity of nature.
With the fragrance of earth and the authenticity of life, it allows people to feel a unique warmth and tranquility when they savor it, leaving a lasting impression.
Just as his thoughts were drifting like wisps of smoke, the words "new grain varieties" entered Ning Chenyi's ears as clearly and powerfully as a resounding bell.
His expression instantly brightened, as if he had been struck by a sudden, powerful electric current, and all the nerves in his body tensed up at that moment.
He involuntarily held his breath, and his heart seemed to stop beating in that instant. The whole world seemed to quiet down at that moment, and all was silent.
Only these few words echoed and reverberated in his mind like a heavy hammer.
His gaze, as if drawn by an invisible yet irresistibly powerful magnetic force, slowly and firmly fell upon the governor of Youzhou.
The original majesty, solemnity, and scrutinizing probing in his eyes had quietly faded away, replaced by a gentle gaze like a spring breeze, filled with expectation and joy.
A surge of indescribable joy welled up in Ning Chenyi's heart, like a turbulent sea.
He thought to himself: This is truly a great blessing bestowed upon Chengxiao Kingdom by Heaven, it couldn't be better!
It must be Heaven's blessing upon my people, Chengxiao, that this year local officials from Youzhou have come to report on their duties.
Otherwise, this invaluable new grain variety would have been delayed for who knows how long in the long river of time.
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