Spring rain came pouring down, and storms by the sea were always fiercer than on the plateau. The newly opened soil had already softened beyond shape, and the busy spring plowing had gone on for nearly a month. When Golden Bay City's spring plowing ended in late May, the 120,000 Totonac tribespeople had sown more than 600,000 mu of farmland, and Xolotl, who had personally overseen the cultivation, finally let out a breath of relief. The spring plowing had been completed very well. As long as they waited for the autumn harvest, the Kingdom's grain problem in the coastal lands would be solved as easily as a blade meeting bamboo.
Spring light bloomed, brilliant along the broad coast. He walked out of the tent with the unsteady woman and gazed at the endless shoreline in the distance, as well as the lush green fields across the plain. At this moment, bright sunlight fell from between the clouds, and that scorching feeling seemed to bring summer all at once.
"Once spring plowing is done, summer is almost here... and the height of the rainy season is right before our eyes!..."
Under the brilliant spring light, Miawa wrapped herself in a loose white robe and held a rolled paper booklet in her arms. At first glance, she really did look like a Farming Assistant Priest. The corners of her mouth curved up, and radiance brimmed on her face, like green grass after being bathed by spring rain, so tender it seemed water could be pinched from it.
"Your Highness... the marriages with the noblewomen have all been arranged properly... After spring plowing was completed, the Farming Assistant Priests in every place had some leisure, and many people put forward requests... They wish to go a step further, to draw closer to the