After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

"Then I'll arrange a carriage for you so you can get home faster."

Shen Bingning understood his anxiety and made arrangements immediately.

Hu Zi thought of the medicinal herbs at home that needed urgent care and did not refuse this kind offer.

The servant took the order and left to prepare the carriage, but Hu Zi seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he had something to say.

Seeing this, Shen Bingning encouraged him sympathetically: "Just say whatever you want to say. There's no need to be polite between us."

Hu Zi's cheeks flushed slightly, and he asked a little embarrassedly: "Can I take a book back from here?"

"Book?"

Shen Bingning was slightly startled, then guessed: "Is it a medical book?"

She remembered that Hu Zi had once gone to the court doctor to read medical books, so she naturally thought that he was interested in medical knowledge.

Hu Zi shook his head, looking a little embarrassed: "It's not a medical book, it's a miscellaneous note."

Shen Bingning was quite surprised, then smiled and said, "You like to read miscellaneous notes? It doesn't matter, you can take any book you want."

"I just want that miscellany."

Hu Zi explained seriously: "The book records some new methods of irrigating fields. Our village's harvest is not very good every year. If we can use the methods in the book, perhaps we can increase grain production."

Shen Bingning's curiosity was completely aroused: "So how do you usually irrigate?"

Hu Zi sighed and said, "Our village is far from the river, and we rely on the weather for food. We hope that the rain can nourish the fields. But once there is a drought, all our hard work for a year will be wasted."

"Have you ever considered using ancient irrigation tools like waterwheels and waterwheels?"

Shen Bingning recalled the wisdom she had learned in history class. Those ancient and efficient irrigation equipment had fascinated her, and she even studied how they worked.

Hu Zi looked confused: "What are those things you are talking about?"

Seeing Hu Zi's reaction, Shen Bingning wondered in her heart, could it be that these farm tools, which seem extremely common in modern times, have not yet appeared in this era?

This discovery made Shen Bingning excited: "Those are good helpers for irrigation that save time and effort."

An idea suddenly occurred to her: Isn't this a perfect gift for Xiao Yi?

If the tipping cart and the barrel cart could be popularized in Yan State, it would undoubtedly greatly increase the country's grain output. Grain, as the foundation of people's livelihood, is vital to the country's development.

As the king of a country, Xiao Yi naturally longed for a good harvest and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment.

Hu Zi looked at Shen Bingning eagerly, his heart full of curiosity and anticipation about these mysterious irrigation artifacts.

Shen Bingning waved her hand gently, with a confident light in her eyes: "I haven't finished drawing the blueprint yet, just wait a moment, it will be done soon."

She firmly believed that this gift, which combined modern wisdom with ancient needs, would be recognized by Xiao Yi and eventually promoted nationwide. By then, places like Sunjia Village would also benefit from it and usher in a truly bumper year.

Three days passed quickly. The warm spring sun shone on the stone road leading to the imperial city, and the breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of floral fragrance.

In the warm morning light, Xiao Shengzi, dressed in gorgeous eunuch attire and walking briskly, came specially to welcome Shen Bingning back to the magnificent palace.

"Miss Shen, my master sent me here to welcome you back to the palace."

Xiao Shengzi's voice was gentle and respectful, and his eyes revealed a hint of anticipation.

He had a professional smile on his face, but he could hardly hide his curiosity about this mysterious woman.

When Shen Bingning heard the voice, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

In the past three days, she had hardly slept, devoting herself to an innovative design. Finally, she delicately depicted the concept of the ancient drum wheel on rice paper. Every stroke embodied her hard work and wisdom.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

There was a hint of sincere gratitude in Shen Bingning's words. She gently straightened her clothes and prepared to embark on her journey home.

Seeing this, Xiao Shengzi smiled and said, "I wonder if Miss Shen has prepared the gift for His Majesty?"

This was a question that his master had repeatedly warned him to ask clearly before he left.

After all, if the gifts are not prepared, Miss Shen’s return will probably be delayed again.

Upon hearing this, Shen Bingning took a long brocade box from Qing'er. The box was embroidered with intricate cloud patterns, making it look both solemn and mysterious.

"Everything is ready. Please pass it on to His Majesty, eunuch."

There was unquestionable confidence in her tone.

Xiao Shengzi carefully took the brocade box with both hands, feeling curious but also nervous. What kind of precious things were hidden in the box? Could they be just some ordinary toys?

When the group returned to the palace, Shen Bingning did not rush to pay her respects to Xiao Yi's throne, but went straight back to her quiet Fengqing Palace.

Since the gift had been handed over by Xiao Shengzi, she decided to stay away from Xiao Yi for the time being to avoid unnecessary trouble.

When the palace maids and eunuchs in Fengqing Palace saw Shen Bingning's return, they were all surprised, as if her appearance had broken some kind of peace.

Seeing this, Qing Er frowned slightly and said sternly, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you bow to the young lady when you see her?"

Everyone seemed to wake up from their dream, and knelt down hurriedly to greet each other, with greetings coming one after another.

Shen Bingning walked slowly into the palace, turned around and asked the little palace maid beside her: "Has there been any changes in the palace in the past few days?"

The young palace maid looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak, obviously having some concerns.

Shen Bingning noticed something was wrong and had some guesses in her mind. She comforted him softly, "It's okay to tell me. I won't blame you."

The little palace maid finally knelt on the ground, her voice trembling slightly: "In the past two days, some false rumors have been circulating in the palace, saying that you have encountered misfortune outside and your reputation has been damaged, so His Majesty will not let you return to the palace..."

After these words came out, Lian Qing'er couldn't help but be indignant: "This is simply nonsense!"

The little palace maid was so frightened that her face turned pale and her body trembled constantly.

Shen Bingning waved her hand gently, signaling her to leave. The little palace maid felt as if she had been pardoned and quickly left the hall.

Qing'er looked at Shen Bingning with determination in her eyes: "Miss, those are all groundless rumors. Let's go find Miss Yu to prove our innocence."

Shen Bingning sat back on the couch, her chin supported by her hand, feeling mixed emotions.

She was well aware of the fact that she had been abducted. In this era where women's reputation was valued, especially within the imperial palace, any disturbance could cause a huge uproar.

The way home seemed so far away that she didn't even dare to think about the future that she might never return to.

Escaping cannot solve the problem, but she still chooses to bury her worries in her heart temporarily.

In this world, she borrowed the identity of the heroine and theoretically should have continued her glorious hegemony. However, the road to the pinnacle of power was full of thorns and challenges, which was incompatible with her original life.

If she stayed in the palace and stayed with Xiao Yi, she would most likely be drawn into the vortex of power and forced to embark on the road of striving for hegemony.