Recap: On the seventh day of Mengdong, the cold wind howled fiercely outside the granaries of the Daxia imperial court, as if trying to sweep away everything in this world. Withered yellow leaves spun across the ground like abandoned children unable to find their way home.
Li Rufeng stood at the granary entrance, his figure appearing somewhat frail in the biting wind. His gaze fell upon the mountains of Spirit Rice. This Spirit Rice ought to have been the lifeline for the people of Daxia, yet it had now become a heavy boulder crushing his heart. The Western Regions coalition forces were pressing at the border, and the imperial court was plunging into crisis due to grain shortages, with some officials even proposing ceding territory in exchange for peace.
Li Rufeng knew deeply that this was not only a humiliation for Daxia, but a disaster for its people. The spiritual rice military rations he had brought could have resolved the urgent crisis, but now, everything had grown murky and uncertain. He clenched his jaw tight, his inner anxiety surging like a tide. How would this farce ultimately end? Could his spiritual rice military rations truly serve their purpose? And where would the future of Daxia lead?
Chapter 537