Directed Leakage of Inner Voice: I Pretended to Be a God Undergoing Tribulations Chapter 363

Yue Fuguang cast another sidelong glance at the sky. The consciousness of the Heavenly Dao in this world must be incredibly weak, unable to even naturally birth a person of great talent and bold vision to set things right.

It actually needed an outsider like her to step in. As long as she didn't go overboard, It shouldn't have any objections, right?

[The System, being newly born, doesn't know either. Host, let's talk about the poetry for now.] The System changed the subject rather stiffly.

It couldn't exactly tell its host that there had been other taskers before her, but unfortunately, none of them had cleared the ga.

Opening the channel ti and ti again had consud the Heavenly Dao's energy...

Yue Fuguang figured it out without the System having to explain. Hearing it change the subject, she played along and asked, "What's there to say about the poetry? Isn't it all resolved? The two thousand points for cultural developnt have already been credited to my account."

Shouldn't this matter be concluded by now?

Speaking of which, she really had to thank the five nations for their scheming. Otherwise, her efforts over the past two years—rely bringing out so books for printing and promotion—would have advanced the mission progress at a truly literal snail's pace.

If she hadn't later supported the establishnt of nurous local schools, given the speed of cultural dissemination in this world, who knows how long it would have taken to break down the barriers and bring tangible benefits to the children of commoners.

But she never expected that her unintentional act of fighting for face this ti would yield such exceptionally good results. Out of the twenty thousand points required for cultural promotion and dissemination, she had gained a tenth in just one go.

[Host, the poems you presented have caused too great of a stir across the various countries. According to what I've heard from the foreign relay stations...]

[...scholars from those nations have ford groups and are heading to Shangjing.] As for within the Great Yan Empire, those poems had been set to music by interested parties. Even illiterate commoners and young children could sing a few lines, showing just how widely and deeply they had spread.

Yue Fuguang raised an eyebrow. Forming groups to co to Shangjing? They couldn't be coming to challenge her, could they?

"System, do they want to compete with ?"

No wonder the delegations from the other countries hadn't started their return journeys even though more than half a month had passed since the Longevity Festival.

So they were waiting for their own countries' civilian cultural exchange groups to arrive, hoping to win back a round?

Do they even have any land left to gamble with?

[It seems they don't quite understand so of the poems and want to discuss them with you, the poet. Host, you used allusions in so of those poems that don't exist in this world, so, you know!]

Yue Fuguang massaged her temples. She still had plenty of material stored in her head, and even if she ran out, she had the System. However, wouldn't it be a bit beneath her, a divine maiden, to participate in poetry gatherings with mortals?

"Among those scholars, are there any talents we can use?"

[What, is the host planning to poach from the five nations?]

"They'll all beco people of Great Yan eventually anyway. It's just a matter of ti."

[Those with integrity won't betray their countries, and as for those without integrity, would you even dare to use them if they offered their allegiance?]

Yue Fuguang paused. That was actually true!

While Yue Fuguang and the System were discussing the people of the five nations, those very people were also discussing her.

Bei Ye casually flipped through a stack of books on the table. "Are you sure these were all brought out by Yue Fuguang?"

A subordinate bowed and replied, "To answer Your Highness, according to information secretly gathered by our people, these books are called science books.

"They have only appeared in Great Yan over the past two years. The person who resold them to said they are about sothing called 'basic science.'"

"In other words, there is more advanced science beyond this?"

"I do not know. These books are all printed under the supervision of the royal family. Our people have tried to sneak in several tis but were discovered every ti."

He lowered his head. Shangjing of Great Yan hid many secrets, and over the past two years, they had lost quite a few n trying to infiltrate these places.

Bei Ye tossed the book onto the table and picked up another stack. To be honest, he didn't quite understand these so-called basic science books, but his intuition told him that they contained profound knowledge.

Unfortunately, Great Yan controlled these books too strictly. His n had to spend a large sum of silver just to get their hands on them.

Of the few books on the table, most were enlightennt prirs for children; only two were known as science books.

Seeing the Third Prince pick up a children's prir, the subordinate continued his introduction, "Your Highness, these are the books used for the enlightennt of young children in schools.

"Over the past two years, more than a thousand new schools have been established within Great Yan, and the books they use are the ones in Your Highness's hands.

"It is said that they were all provided by that Junior Preceptor Yue."

Bei Ye had heard his spies ntion this matter back in Northern Li. It was only now that he noticed the paper and printing of the books. Compared to Northern Li, the paper was smooth and even, the text was clear without any ink smudges, and even the binding was much better.

So this was the printing and papermaking technology of Great Yan!

From this, Beiyue beca even more convinced that this technology must be inextricably linked to Yue Fuguang. Xie Si and Xie Jiu were likely smoke screens released by the Emperor.

Throughout all of Great Yan, only she was worthy of having princes take the bla for her.

While the Northern Li side was discussing the books, Southern Zhao and Southern Yue were talking about sugar production.

Gan Tang picked up a plate of snowflake sugar and asked in disbelief, "Ye Jin, are you sure this snowflake sugar is made from this red vegetable?"

Lan Xuan'er, sitting opposite her, also couldn't help but stare at the two items on the table.

One was snow-white, the other bright red. They would never have thought there was a connection between the two.

The woman in black martial attire nad Ye Jin, standing below them, replied respectfully, "To answer Your Highness the Princess, according to the information I've received, snowflake sugar is indeed made from sugar beets.

"Sugar beets are only planted in the private fields of Junior Preceptor Yue and the Crown Prince of Great Yan. As for the production process, only the people of Junior Preceptor Yue and the Crown Prince know it."

Gan Tang nodded. Over the past two years, the sudden appearance of this snowflake sugar had dealt a massive blow to the cane sugar industries of their two nations.

Fortunately, the quantity was small and it only flowed to the nobles of various countries. Otherwise, their nations' revenues from sugar production would have been squeezed even further.

"Have you found out why Yue Fuguang isn't expanding the cultivation?"

Lan Xuan'er felt sothing was amiss. Logically, this plant should be as easy to grow as radishes.

Snowflake sugar was currently the finest sugar sought after by the nobles of the six nations, so they should be making a fortune.

Why only plant such a limited amount each year? According to normal reasoning, shouldn't they expand cultivation to earn more profit?

It couldn't be that Yue Fuguang and the Crown Prince simply disliked silver, could it?

"I am incompetent. I have yet to find out the specific reason. Please forgive , Princess," another attractive woman standing next to Ye Jin imdiately knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

Lan Xuan'er glanced at Luyi, who was kneeling respectfully on the ground. She was originally soone Lan Xuan'er had planted by Prince Ming's side.

Who knew that Prince Ming would ultimately die at the hands of her own Empress Mother!

After Prince Ming's death, most of the people in his estate were dismissed. Luyi was getting older and had no opportunity to enter the imperial palace of Great Yan.

So, under Lan Xuan'er's instructions, she opened a wine shop. When it ca to gathering information, aside from teahouses and restaurants, these small wine shops were the best places.

"Rise!" Lan Xuan'er understood that her current status was not what it used to be. The people she interacted with were all from the lower rungs of society. It wasn't hard to gather so gossip, but getting information on soone at Yue Fuguang's level was no easy task.