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

He truly hadn't expected things to progress so smoothly, despite having envisioned countless difficulties and obstacles in his mind.

They thought they would have to use all their persuasive skills, go through many twists and turns, and might even face the emperor's rejection and reprimand in order to achieve their goal.

Unexpectedly, the emperor was so open-minded and understanding that he readily granted his request, as if opening a door full of hope for the future of Miao territory.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face grew even brighter, like the most splendid flower blooming in spring.

His lips were turned up high, almost reaching his ears, his smile filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and the satisfaction of having his wish fulfilled.

It was as if all the effort and worry had turned into boundless joy at this moment.

He was even more impatient, wishing he could immediately grow a pair of wings and fly back to his residence as fast as an arrow.

They immediately arranged for people to purchase grain seeds, as if those seeds had become the spark of hope for the future prosperity of the Miao region.

As long as they are sown on the land of Miao territory, they can create a vibrant and thriving scene.

In the days that followed, Pan Wei devoted himself wholeheartedly to the preparations, working like a spinning top at high speed, never stopping for a moment, his feet barely touching the ground.

He carefully selected those who were loyal, reliable, and capable, like panning for gold in the sand; each person chosen was the result of his careful consideration.

He was well aware of the importance of this grain procurement task, as it was not only related to the livelihood of the Miao people, but also to the future development of the Miao region.

When assigning tasks, he gave detailed instructions on every point of attention, including how to distinguish the quality of the grains.

Carefully observe the color and plumpness of the seeds to ensure that each seed contains vigorous vitality.

When negotiating prices, we must argue our case and strive to purchase high-quality grain seeds at a reasonable price, thus saving expenses for Miao areas.

Furthermore, during transportation, it is essential to prevent moisture and insects by preparing dry storage equipment and taking effective insect prevention measures.

To ensure that the grain seeds are not damaged during long-distance transportation, every detail was emphasized repeatedly, for fear of any oversight.

At the same time, he personally oversaw the progress of all preparations and made detailed arrangements for the itinerary, down to the specific day's schedule and stops.

Take into account factors such as distance, road conditions, and weather changes to ensure a smooth trip.

In terms of material preparation, from the selection of transportation vehicles to the equipment of accompanying personnel, every detail is strictly controlled to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

In this tense and busy rhythm, nearly half a month passed before Pan Wei finally managed to arrange everything properly.

Every step was perfectly coordinated, like precise gears meshing together. Everything was ready, and all that remained was to embark on the journey back to Miao territory.

After the Miao group left, Chengxiao's time flew by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost time for the hunt.

In previous years, the spring imperial examinations were often overwhelmed by a mountain of affairs in the court, so complicated and tangled that officials had to rack their brains to handle each matter.

Most officials are so burdened with heavy administrative duties that they are like birds bound by ropes, unable to break free.

They could only watch helplessly as the hunting opportunity slipped away, leaving them with nothing but regret.

However, this year, perhaps due to divine favor, everything went smoothly, and the affairs of the court were relatively easier, without the suffocating busyness of the past.

Ning Chenyi has been working tirelessly day and night for the sake of national affairs, often reviewing memorials until late at night. Under the candlelight, his focused figure looked particularly tired.

When handling government affairs, he personally attended to every matter, as every decision concerned the rise and fall of the nation, and he dared not slack off in the slightest.

The long hours of work had left him exhausted, both physically and mentally, like a tightly strung string that was in danger of snapping at any moment.

Putting himself in others' shoes, and after much deliberation, he made a decisive decision to let everyone participate in this spring hunt, so that they could relax and unwind amidst their busy official duties.

It's like finding a peaceful haven during a tense break in a battle, a chance to relax your long-tense nerves.

This decision, once announced, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.

Upon hearing this, many officials eagerly signed up, all hoping to seize this rare opportunity to stay by the emperor's side.

To demonstrate one's talent and loyalty before the emperor adds a bright spot to one's career.

This is a rare opportunity; perhaps I can leave a deep impression on the emperor and thus gain a chance for promotion.

As a result, the size of the team for this spring hunt rapidly expanded, becoming extremely large.

When Ning Chenyi saw the vast, seemingly endless procession, he couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance.

He secretly regretted that his decision had been too hasty and that he had not fully considered the involvement of so many officials.

But now that the die is cast, nothing can be changed, and he could only accept it with a bitter smile.

I braced myself and prepared for this unprecedented spring scavenging, silently praying that the trip would go smoothly and without any mishaps.

During the spring hunt, as dawn breaks, the soft light, like fine silk threads, slowly penetrates the thick morning mist of the capital and falls upon the streets and alleys of this ancient city.

The spring hunt team, like a primordial beast awakening from its slumber, slowly gathered from all corners of the capital before marching in a mighty procession toward the royal hunting grounds.

Within the ranks, the soldiers wore meticulously crafted armor, the plates fitting together seamlessly, gleaming with a sharp metallic luster under the sunlight.

Like a flowing silver river, it exudes a chilling majesty.

They stood tall and straight, like ancient pine trees, riding tall and strong steeds.

The horses raised their heads and neighed, pawing the ground with their hooves, their manes flying in the wind, displaying boundless vitality and wildness.

The wheels rolled on, making a deep, rhythmic sound, like the heartbeat of the earth.

The rising dust obscured the sky, like a thick yellow veil, shrouding the massive procession and adding an air of mystery and solemnity.

From a high vantage point, the procession resembles a winding, coiled dragon, slowly traversing the vast land.

They marched majestically toward their destination, drawing awe and reverence from the people wherever they went.

Qin Qianluo's resentment towards participating in the spring hunt accumulated year after year, growing heavier and heavier like layers of mountains.

She really didn't want to go to the hunting grounds with the group.

However, as long as she was in the capital, the Emperor Emeritus's authority, weathered by time yet still unquestionable, and the current Emperor's decrees issued by imperial power, were still present.

Like two unshakeable, towering mountains, she was strictly ordered to participate.

Despite her overwhelming helplessness and reluctance, Qin Qianluo could only struggle in vain, like a bird trapped in a cage, and dared not even entertain the thought of disobeying the imperial decree.

After all, in this hierarchical and rule-bound palace, imperial orders are paramount.

Like the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead, the slightest carelessness could lead to utter ruin.

Disobeying the emperor's orders not only meant personal destruction but could also implicate the entire family. She was well aware of the consequences and could only silently endure this helplessness.

At this moment, she was languidly inside the lavishly decorated carriage.

The interior of the carriage was so exquisitely decorated that it resembled a masterpiece of art, a beautiful and movable boudoir.

The carriage was furnished with soft, cloud-like brocade quilts and blankets, on which exquisitely embroidered patterns of flowers, birds, fish, and insects were depicted with lifelike detail.

The delicate, vibrant flowers seemed to exude a fragrant aroma; the lively birds appeared ready to take flight at any moment.

The lively fish seem to be swimming happily in the water; the adorable insects seem to be leaping among the grass.

The car was filled with a faint, elegant fragrance, its aroma delicate and pleasant, like a spring breeze gently caressing one's face.

It brings a sense of tranquility and comfort, as if it can isolate you from all the noise and disturbances of the outside world.

Qin Qianluo gently nestled half of her body into Su Jinyun's arms, who was engrossed in reading, her eyes slightly closed, her expression serene on the surface.

It was as if I was immersed in this moment of tranquility, enjoying this warm and cozy time.

But in reality, she was taking advantage of this seemingly tranquil atmosphere to vent her frustrations to Feng Qingyun in her heart.

"Rainbow Dash, why is this? How come once someone ascends to that supreme, revered throne..."

How could someone become so hopelessly obsessed with hunting?

Look at this, all year round, in all four seasons, we have to go to the hunting grounds. There are spring hunts, summer scavenging, autumn hunts, and winter hunts. Each season has its own specific hunting activities.

It was as if it were a predetermined, unchangeable ritual.

Moreover, the hunting grounds we visited were all different, each with its own unique scenery and prey, but I just couldn't feel the enjoyment in them.

I really racked my brains but couldn't figure out how he didn't get annoyed.

Year after year, it's the same every year, and it's been the same for so many years. Can't we come up with some new ideas?

How about exploring some different activities and doing something else interesting?

To put it another way, could you please be understanding and not drag me into this?

I have absolutely no interest in hunting; every time I go, I find it incredibly boring and it's pure torture.

In that hunting ground, dust flew everywhere, and it was noisy and chaotic. One had to constantly watch their words and actions, afraid of being impolite; it was incredibly uncomfortable.

Listening to Qin Qianluo's plaintive and muttering complaints, her voice seemed to carry endless grievances, like threads entwining in the air.

A flame of indignation suddenly ignited in Feng Qingyun's bright eyes, and she immediately joined forces with the enemy without hesitation.

Her clear voice was full of anger as she spoke in rapid succession, "Hmph, in my opinion..."

The emperor was clearly disgusted with the mountain of daily, tedious state affairs and was filled with thoughts of escaping.

I have absolutely no desire to deal with those damn political affairs in a proper manner.

That's why he racked his brains and put in a lot of effort to come up with the four seemingly respectable hunting expeditions: spring hunt, summer hunt, autumn hunt, and winter hunt.

In reality, it's just an excuse to be lazy and have fun. There are only four seasons in a year, and he uses hunting as a pretext to sneak out and relax every single season.