At dawn, the sun began its ascent.
"Wow, it's so beautiful!"
Sitting atop the ox cart, Little Yan exclaimed in wonder.
At this moment, Lu Qing and the others had left the forest and were in the midst of a plain.
Surrounding them were vast expanses of fields with many cottages nestled among them.
Lu Qing's ox cart was traveling on a wide official road through the center of these fields.
Being the golden autumn, the fields were a beautiful golden hue, no wonder Little Yan was so amazed.
Compared to the disjointed patches of rice fields to the east and west of Jiuli Village.
The sensation of vast contiguous rice paddies was truly stunning.
"Brother Lu Qing, a bit further ahead is the county city," said Ma Gu, pointing at the tall city walls in the distance.
Looking at the city in the distance, Lu Qing was somewhat surprised.
He had thought the county city wouldn't be very large, but he was wrong.
