Threads 427-Shenglu 6
"Gui would like to take a walk. Scholar friends, you can go back to the town if you like."
"None shall dare trespass against those with my blessing," Zhen added haughtily.
The old scholar bowed again. "As you wish, young master Zhengui. We will discuss today's observations and present you with our findings on the morrow."
Meng Duyi looked out over the lands between the Boiling Deeps Hill and the settlement growing on the lakeside, mostly farms and pastures.
"I think a walk through the farmlands first would be a suitable start," Ling Qi proposed.
"Gui has helped Miss Lake find all the right places for the little irr-ig-ation thingies to go," Gui boasted.
She hadn't known that.
"Yes, that will do," Meng Duyi said thoughtfully. "Please lead on, Baroness."
They descended from the higher rocky hills down to the winding dirt roads that wound through the pasture land. With winter beginning to roll in, the wandering flocks of cloudlike sheep were kept to the lower slopes by the shepherds. The farmlands were in a similar state of preparation. The fields had been harvested and were lying fallow, the work of processing and storage underway.