His innermost thoughts were revealed, and he ventured into a fictional dynasty with the system.

Qin Qianluo returned home and entered her space for training as usual. Then she began designing the specific decorations for the factory and farmhouse. The farm occupied a large area, and it was thanks to her mother's generosity that she received a considerable monthly allowance. Her older brother and sister also gave her pocket money on a regular basis. Over the past ten years, Qin Qianluo had kept all the red envelopes she received herself. Since acquiring the space, she had been storing her banknotes in it for emergencies; otherwise, she really couldn't afford such a large farm.

With a deft stroke of her pen, Qin Qianluo marked out the locations of the factories. She originally intended to reserve only two factory sites, but considering that since she was going to do business, she couldn't afford to fall behind in production, so she reserved six factory sites. The remaining area was divided into residential and farming areas. After roughly dividing the area, she began designing the specific interior decorations. Time passed slowly as Qin Qianluo wrote and drew.

After having dinner, Qin Qianluo did not continue drawing. Instead, she took a book, leaned against the soft couch, and read for a while, planning to continue tomorrow.

The next morning at court, the Vice Minister of Revenue reported on the use of cotton and wool. Even though the Emperor already knew about this from Qin Qianluo's thoughts, he was overjoyed upon hearing the news. He waved his hand, instructing the Ministry of Revenue to proceed with the plan, with the Ministry of Works providing proper cooperation. Qin Qianluo smiled, thinking that the people's winter warmth was now assured. Just as she was about to sneak a snack, a thought flashed through her mind: warmth. Suddenly, she realized what she had overlooked, and a mixture of excitement and regret welled up inside her: '001, I know what I forgot!'

Upon hearing this, 001 asked curiously, "What has Luo Bao forgotten?"

The people in the meeting listened intently; anything that could excite Lord Qin like this must be something beneficial to the country and its people.

Qin Qianluo spoke sullenly, "My design plans all included spaces for underfloor heating and fireplaces, and the houses in the farmhouses were all designed with heated brick beds. However, I didn't consider iron, and I didn't give these winter heating methods to my father. He should have taken them to the Emperor to implement them, so that the people could have a better winter. And then there's coal mining, charcoal production... Ugh! What was I thinking? I even thought of cotton-padded clothes, why didn't I think of this? It's clearly in the design plans, why did I overlook the people's heating needs?"

Qin Qianluo's voice was filled with self-reproach. It was true that she had forgotten and hadn't thought about the people's housing situation at all. She blamed herself for being slow to react and fell into deep self-blame. Su Xiang, who was in front of her, turned his head slightly and saw Qin Qianluo's face full of self-reproach. He felt a pang of pain in his heart. These were clearly issues that officials like them should consider. Qianluo had already done a great job and didn't need to blame herself. He wanted to reach out and pat her head to comfort the girl who was caught in self-blame, but he was also worried about not revealing his true feelings and dared not reach out.

Seeing his youngest daughter's self-reproachful expression, Prime Minister Qin felt a pang of guilt. She didn't need to do these things; it was all his fault for causing her so much trouble. The other officials, hearing this, also felt sorry for the young Prime Minister Qin, who was currently blaming himself. In truth, he had already thought things through quite comprehensively. The methods for catching corrupt officials and rebels, the repeating crossbow, and papermaking—all of these were his ideas, and he hadn't sought credit for them at all, secretly sharing the methods with everyone. Now, he was still blaming himself for overlooking something. The officials blushed with shame.

The emperor at the head of the table also felt somewhat ashamed. These were all his responsibilities, and the girl from the Qin family had shared his burdens, yet he felt so guilty for forgetting some things. He realized that he had indeed been too relaxed as emperor, especially after the girl from the Qin family came to court. He was even more relaxed now that there were no corrupt officials, those who had harmed him had been caught, and all the rebels had been brought to justice. The court officials were now working harder than ever, and all of this was thanks to the girl from the Qin family.

Seeing Qin Qianluo so remorseful, 001 spoke in a soft, childlike voice, soothingly, "Luobao, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. You've just been too busy lately and neglected it. Besides, it's only early spring; there's still time."

Hearing 001's words, Qin Qianluo recovered. "Luckily, I remembered now. 001, you're right, there's still time. Please write this down for me. Since we're building a fire pit, we need red bricks, wire, and cement. We have the cement now, but we're still missing red bricks and wire. Fortunately, we reserved six factory sites when designing the factory location, so we can expedite the construction of the brick kiln and ironworks. It's just that iron is a bit difficult to obtain. There are too few iron mines discovered so far, and even fewer that are usable by the common people. 001, could you check if there are any undiscovered iron mines within Tianxuan territory? There should be quite a few coal mines, since coal hasn't been discovered yet; people generally use wood and charcoal. Please also find the locations of coal mines, mark them, and give them to me. Also, please print out the methods for making underfloor heating, fire walls, and kang beds."

"Okay, my dear, don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you down."

Qin Qianluo smiled upon hearing this, her mind already planning her next move. There were so many things to do that she couldn't quite remember them all; she'd have to write them down when she got home from court, lest she forget something. The officials, seeing that 001 had appeased their young mistress, felt relieved. Thankfully, 001 was there. They were quite excited upon hearing about iron mines, coal mines, and underfloor heating, especially the people from the Ministry of Works. They were already excited about heated brick beds and walls, and now, underfloor heating—why use iron? Everyone pondered silently, not forgetting to multitask and quietly discuss state affairs.

Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's thoughts, the Emperor's breathing became somewhat labored. He didn't understand the rest, but iron ore was extremely rare. How could 001 even know the location of an iron ore mine? The Emperor gripped the dragon throne tightly with both hands, trying to control his excited emotions.

Seeing Qin Qianluo frowning as she pondered, Su Xiang felt a warmth in his heart. Qianluo truly was a good official who cared deeply for the people. So sincere and genuine, even with such great abilities, she still thought about doing more for the people. This alone was enough to ensure that the entire Tianxuan Kingdom would protect this girl for a worry-free life. It seemed that he also needed to work harder so that Qianluo wouldn't have to work so hard. Qianluo was still young, and having so many things to consider would stunt her growth.

Qin Xiang and Qin Jiyuan clenched their fists, thinking that they couldn't hold their daughter/little sister back and had to work harder so that their daughter/little sister could grow up happily.

The Crown Prince and the Second Prince were even more grateful. Lord Qin was a national treasure, wholeheartedly devoted to ensuring the people's well-being. Crown Prince Ning Chenyi silently resolved to spend more time with Lord Qin in the future, anticipating his needs and making his work less strenuous. The Second Prince Ning Chenyu, a skilled martial artist, had previously focused solely on expanding the empire for his father and elder brother, the Crown Prince. Now, because of Lord Qin's presence, he realized the importance of ensuring the people's livelihood. He too silently resolved to protect Lord Qin's safety, prevent his harm, and do more for the people of his country.

The morning court session ended with everyone sharing their dedication to serving the country and its people. Full of energy, everyone returned to their posts, diligently performing their duties. Little did they know that as Lord Xiao Qin brought forth ever more gifts, they would spend almost every day in a state of constant activity. Thanks to their united efforts, the status of the Tianxuan Kingdom rose dramatically, expanding its territory more than tenfold and successfully unifying the world. This period was later hailed as the Tianxuan Golden Age, and Emperor Ning became a revered emperor for all time. But that's another story.

Qin Qianluo returned to her courtyard, took out the printed documents and drawings from 001, and looked at the stack of papers that was almost taller than her, feeling troubled. Her voice was somewhat hoarse as she asked, "Is this all? How am I going to give all this to my father?"

Looking at the high stack of papers, 001 felt a little embarrassed. "Luo Bao, there are still a few diagrams for making fire pits. Right now, there are not only iron and coal mines here, but also gold, silver, copper, and oil mines. And they're not just from within Tianxuan territory, but also from surrounding countries. There are also some weapon manufacturing blueprints and steel smelting methods. That's why it looks like there's so much. Why don't we put away the gold mines and the weapons and steel first? Luo Bao will give you the iron ore, coal mine, and other manufacturing methods first. As for the rest, we can give them to you slowly later. Anyway, the imperial court isn't short of money now."

Qin Qianluo considered the feasibility, while the guards were getting anxious: "Young Lady Qin, please don't! We can give them all together. We guarantee that no one will ask a single question. If anyone dares to ask a single question, we will kill that person. Young Lady Qin, please give them with peace of mind!"

Qin Qianluo couldn't hear the guards' thoughts anymore, so she decided to put away the mine maps and weapon blueprints from other countries for now, and take them out later. She also put away some of the gold mine blueprints, leaving about a book's thickness of paper. She nodded and, before her father returned home, quietly delivered them to his study. After everything was arranged, she slipped into her spatial dimension and began her daily training.

The guards watched helplessly as the weapon blueprints disappeared, feeling like they were about to cry. They were completely at a loss, so they exchanged a glance and sent one of the guards to report to the Emperor.

When Prime Minister Qin returned to the palace after retrieving the documents given to him by Qin Qianluo, he felt the Emperor looking at him with a resentful expression as soon as he entered the Imperial Study. Prime Minister Qin looked up in confusion, unsure of what was happening, and could only bow before handing over the documents. The Emperor looked at the documents, his eyes growing brighter. They were indeed valuable, and the cost was not high. However, when he thought of the weapon manufacturing blueprints and other valuable items that could have been obtained at the same time, his eyes dimmed again. He ordered the Ministry of Works to take the documents to study them. He also brought out the mineral distribution map. Seeing that there were still so many undiscovered minerals, he was about to laugh when he thought of the mineral distribution maps that had not been taken and the mineral distribution maps of other countries. He could no longer be happy. He waved his hand, ordering his men to find places to mine as soon as possible, and then looked at his Left Prime Minister with a resentful gaze.

Seeing the Emperor's ever-changing expression—one second he was happy, the next he was unhappy, and now he was looking at him with that kind of gaze—Qin Xiang felt a chill run down his spine and was quite confused. Could there be something wrong with what Luo'er had brought out? That shouldn't be the case. What's wrong with the Emperor today? Could he have taken the wrong medicine? He looked at Su Xiang beside him with a questioning look: What's wrong with His Majesty?