They put on a calm and nonchalant act, reverting to their usual demeanor when discussing matters.
However, their slightly trembling hands, flushed faces, and eyes still gleaming with lingering anger betrayed their true feelings.
In fact, their hearts were already filled with hatred for the Japanese pirates and the entire Japanese nation.
It was a deep-seated, unforgettable hatred, like a raging fire that almost completely consumed their reason.
However, they also knew that under the current circumstances, it was by no means the best time to send troops to attack Japan.
Although their anger urged them to take immediate action to avenge the people who had died tragically at the hands of the Japanese, reason told them that they must be patient and wait.
They understood that they needed to patiently wait for the successful development of gunpowder, as only with powerful weapons and equipment could they gain an advantage on the battlefield.
At the same time, the country's territory is not yet fully unified, and the various forces still need to be further unified and consolidated.
Only when a nation is united and possesses strong comprehensive national strength can it have a solid foundation to march eastward and conquer foreign invaders.
Although the generals were all so angry that they gritted their teeth and their eyes were wide open, they wished they could immediately mount their swift warhorses and take up their sharp weapons.
They rushed to the battlefield to fight the Japanese pirates to the death, killing them without leaving a single survivor. But they were not just reckless brutes.
Years of combat experience and keen insight into the situation made them clearly aware that acting impulsively at this moment would only bring disastrous consequences.
So they gripped the hilts of the knives hanging at their waists tightly, their palms sweating and their fingers turning white from the force.
They tightened their fingers again and again, and then slowly loosened them again and again.
After repeating this process many times, he barely managed to suppress the intense urge within him, like a volcanic eruption, to immediately go to war and avenge his enemies.
He buried his anger deep in his heart for the time being, waiting for the best opportunity to arrive.
Qin Qianluo spent several days watching most of the films.
The ministers in the court also watched most of it.
As the film played, the public's hatred for Japan reached an almost uncontrollable level.
Under such circumstances, if King Jinrui Zhao were to propose sending troops to Japan at this moment, most of his ministers would likely agree without hesitation.
Of course, Qin Qianluo would not bring this up at this time.
On a sunny day off, Qin Qianluo traveled lightly to the outskirts of the city to transplant several lush sycamore trees.
Once back in the city, she devoted herself entirely to the preparations for opening clothing and fabric shops.
During this period, she carefully considered every aspect, from finalizing the store's decoration style to selecting and displaying the goods, nothing was done without her deep thought.
Finally, after a period of preparation, the shop that Murong Yan and her companions relied on for their livelihood was completely renovated and successfully opened for business.
On the opening day, the store was bustling with people, and the business was booming.
Qin Qianluo also brought Qianchao and the others back into the space. Looking at the young girls, Qin Qianluo felt a warmth in her heart and asked with a smile, "Are you getting used to life in Tianxuan?"
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's question, Qianchao and the others' already tense mood instantly tightened to the extreme.
Their hands unconsciously clenched the hem of their clothes, and a hint of fear and unease showed in their eyes. They secretly wondered if their master was dissatisfied with them and wanted to abandon them.
So they answered tremblingly, "Yes, Your Majesty, we...we are used to it."
The sound was like the buzzing of a mosquito, so faint as to be almost inaudible, and carried a tremor that was hard to conceal.
Qin Qianlu keenly sensed their tension and, after a moment's thought, understood the reason.
A gentle look appeared in her eyes as she softly said, "You don't need to be so nervous. I called you here today simply to ask about your plans for the future."
I once promised you that I would give you the right to choose your own future path. Have you thought it through carefully and made up your minds?
Upon hearing this, the heavy weight that had been hanging over everyone's hearts finally eased.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion, clearly indicating that they hadn't thought about the question in depth.
Throughout their lives, they had only one thought: to follow their master closely.
They did whatever their masters asked them to do, even if it meant going through fire and water.
Qian Chao broke the silence first. She bowed slightly and replied with trepidation, "Your Majesty, we servants are truly foolish and have no idea what to do yet."
Qin Qianluo's gaze lingered on Qianchao for a moment. This once frail girl had become increasingly tall and slender after a period of careful recuperation.
Both feet have fully recovered, and now he can move freely, just like any other person.
Because they had been drinking the spiritual spring water all along, their physical condition was even stronger than that of ordinary people, and they exuded a healthy and vigorous vitality.
Qin Qianluo's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, and looking at their energetic faces, she felt a sense of relief and satisfaction.
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