After returning to the capital to farm, the abandoned concubine made a comeback.

Lin Qin waved her hand and threw the rural renovation plan onto the court, her posture resembling that of an old lady haggling over prices at a vegetable market.

She cleared her throat, but before she could even speak, Grand Tutor Chen jumped out, his beard practically sticking up to the sky. "Outrageous! This is utterly ridiculous! A demoted concubine dares to interfere in court affairs; it's like a hen crowing—neglecting her duties!"

Lin Qin rolled her eyes, thinking to herself that this old man had quite a rich vocabulary.

Before she could even retort, the other ministers began to echo her, one after another like a broken record, hurling all sorts of accusations at her, such as "women interfering in politics is a disaster for the country and its people" and "it is an insult to civility," almost knocking her unconscious.

Looking at this group of old fogies shaking their heads, Lin Qin felt as if she were in a large-scale "middle-aged and elderly disco" scene, which was simply an eyesore!

"My lords," Lin Qin said helplessly, spreading her hands, "I haven't even started speaking yet, and you've already sentenced me to death. Why don't you take a look at my transformation plan first? What if, I mean, what if, I really am a genius?" She deliberately emphasized the word "genius," with a hint of teasing.

However, the group didn't buy it at all, and they all looked down on her plan.

Miss Su, the socialite from Beijing who always dressed herself up like a butterfly, also jumped out to fan the flames: "Lin Qin, you should just stay in your farm and stop embarrassing yourself." Her words were like a poisoned needle, piercing Lin Qin's heart.

Lin Qin cursed inwardly, thinking, "These people are really something, each one of them is more talkative than the last."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

At this moment, Mr. Du stepped forward, his eyes narrowed, looking every bit the shrewd businessman: "Miss Lin, your plan is good, but the materials required are not cheap. Recently, the prices of building materials on the market have been soaring. I think... the price will have to be several times higher."

As Lin Qin listened to their back-and-forth, she secretly vowed in her heart, "You just wait, the scorn you gave me today, I will make you kneel down and pay for it in the future."

She suppressed her anger, gave a mysterious smile, and said, "Gentlemen, since that's the case, let's wait and see!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a design drawing from her sleeve, which was covered with dense writing.

Lin Qin glanced at the blueprints, a strange smile appearing on her face. She slowly said, "Since everyone has objections to my plan, I'll make some minor modifications..."

Lin Qin unfolded the blueprints, which not only contained detailed plans for the transformation of the countryside, but also cleverly incorporated palace elements, making each part exquisite and practical.

She raised her eyes, looked at the crowd in the court, and smiled confidently: "My lords, this is a brand new renovation plan that is not only suitable for the countryside, but will also add a unique touch to the capital."

As soon as he finished speaking, the court fell silent.

The ministers looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to utter a rebuttal.

Grand Tutor Chen's beard twitched, but he couldn't utter a word.

Lin Qin continued, "This plan includes the layout of the gardens, the design of the palace walls, and even suggestions for improving the Imperial Garden. It will not only make the manor more beautiful, but also save the court a lot of expenses."

Her words caused some ministers who had initially opposed her to waver, and whispers began to circulate in the court.

Some ministers even secretly picked up Lin Qin's design drawings and studied them carefully.

Lin Qin glanced around smugly, secretly rejoicing that the little system's data was indeed very helpful.

Just then, Zhu Ling quietly approached from below the court, grasped Lin Qin's hand, and his burning gaze was full of encouragement.

Lin Qin's cheeks flushed, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart, as if everything around her had become less important.

She gently returned the handshake, their eyes met in the air, and an ambiguous atmosphere seemed to permeate the surroundings.

However, Miss Su's sharp voice suddenly broke the silence: "Lin Qin, you're trying to be opportunistic and win the favor of the Emperor and the Prince!" Her words were like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's heads, instantly adding more hostility to the court.

Lin Qin frowned slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Miss Su, aren't you being a little too hasty? This show has only just begun..."

Her eyes shone with unwavering determination, as if declaring to everyone: today, she would not only overcome the difficulties before her, but also win over all those who doubted her.

As soon as Lin Qin said this, Miss Su's face became more colorful than a palette, turning red and white in an instant, like a theatrical performance.

She stomped her feet in anger, swayed her hips as she walked out, muttering harsh words like "Just you wait."

Lin Qin watched her departing figure, shrugged, her heart completely unmoved, and even felt a little amused.

Miss Su was no pushover. As soon as she left the palace, she began stirring up trouble among the nobility, portraying Lin Qin's rural land reform plan as a "national disaster" conspiracy. She even added fuel to the fire, saying that Lin Qin wanted to use this opportunity to seize power and control the court, causing widespread panic. Many nobles submitted petitions in opposition, and Lin Qin became the target of public criticism and faced immense pressure.

The atmosphere in the palace was tense because of this incident. Ministers met as if they were underground party members making secret meetings, for fear of being drawn into this "palace intrigue".

Even the emperor always had a stern face when he went to court, as if someone owed him millions of taels of silver.

Lin Qin, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, eating and drinking as usual every day, and even strolling around the Imperial Garden to plant flowers and tend to the grass, looking like she was living a peaceful and idyllic life. Everyone was both angry and resentful, yet also impressed.

Just when everyone thought Lin Qin was about to unleash a powerful move, she suddenly invited Miss Su to visit a rural garden.

This move left everyone speechless, their jaws practically dropping to the floor.

Miss Su was also completely dumbfounded. She thought Lin Qin would confront her head-on and have a "battle of words," but Lin Qin actually used a "soft approach to overcome hardness," catching her off guard.

"Fine, I'll go! Who's afraid of who!" Miss Su reluctantly agreed, but she was uneasy inside, wondering what Lin Qin was up to.

Everyone was curious about what Lin Qin was up to. An eerie atmosphere permeated the palace, and the air seemed to freeze.

On the day of departure, Lin Qin was dressed in plain clothes with a faint smile on her face, looking harmless.

Miss Su, on the other hand, dressed up in her finest attire, as if afraid of losing face.

The two stood side by side, forming a stark contrast.

Just then, a ragged old farmer came over and bowed tremblingly to Lin Qin: "This humble peasant, Old Farmer Tian, ​​greets Your Highness, the Princess."

Lin Qin quickly helped him up and said with a smile, "Uncle Tian, ​​you are a rural expert. We will have to rely on you this time."

Miss Su looked at the old farmer with disdain in her eyes, thinking: Lin Qin, have you run out of ideas?

They actually found an old farmer to fill the role?

Lin Qin seemed to read her mind, a slight smile playing on her lips as she said meaningfully, "Miss Su, the show has only just begun..."

Lin Qin and her entourage arrived at the rural countryside in a grand procession.

Although it was described as a grand procession, it actually consisted of Lin Qin, Miss Su, Old Farmer Tian, ​​and a few attendants. However, for Miss Su, this spectacle was already quite an eye-opener.

She had grown up in luxury and had never seen such a "countryside" scene before.

As expected of a rural expert, Tian Laonong talked incessantly about various crops along the way, from rice and wheat to fruits and vegetables, as if he knew them all by heart.

At first, Miss Su looked disgusted, but gradually, she was attracted by the pastoral scenery. The fresh air, the lush green fields, and the wisps of smoke rising in the distance created a beautiful pastoral picture.

"Look at these wheat ears, the grains are plump, this year is sure to be a bumper harvest!" Old Farmer Tian pointed to a golden wheat field, his face beaming with pride.

Looking at the scene, Miss Su couldn't help but sigh, "I never expected that the countryside would have such a unique charm."

Lin Qin chuckled to herself. This Miss Su was truly a "tsundere" type.

She knew that Miss Su's resolve had begun to waver.

The people in the countryside were warm and hospitable, and they brought out the fruits and vegetables they had grown themselves to treat them.

Miss Su was initially hesitant, but she couldn't resist the enthusiastic onslaught. After taking a bite of the freshly picked strawberry, her eyes lit up: "These strawberries are even better than those in the palace!"

Next, Ms. Su completely let loose, picking strawberries and chasing butterflies, having a great time.

Lin Qin looked at her, secretly delighted: It's done!

However, Lin Qin was not blinded by her current victory. Many nobles opposed her plans, and the problem of materials had not yet been resolved. There seemed to be undercurrents in the court.

In the evening, Lin Qin and Miss Su sat on the edge of the field, watching the sunset.

Miss Su exclaimed, "Today has truly broadened my horizons; I was too narrow-minded before."

Lin Qin smiled slightly: "Miss Su, this is nothing."

Miss Su was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Lin Qin smiled mysteriously and pointed to the distant capital city: "The real show is just beginning..."