Looking into his bright eyes, Yue Fuguang thought that this child must have been bullied by his father, which was why he wanted to trick his father.
When she goes in to take a look, shouldn't she bring back some 'souvenirs' before she leaves?
Thinking about the 'contribution' she had made to the Great Evolution, it wouldn't hurt to go in and take a look; her 500-cubic-meter storage ring was still quite empty.
Yue Fuguang didn't have the good quality of keeping quiet after seeing through something; she went straight to the point, "Did His Majesty bully you?"
Xie Zhiyan was clearly taken aback by Yue Fuguang's directness. But thinking of the Junior Tutor's personality, he immediately understood and said directly, "It's not for me, it's for my mother."
The imperial harem has been rocked by a series of scandals, all involving his father's concubines. His father is clearly on edge!
The moonlight instantly understood. Thinking of the revelations she and the system made last night, it was no wonder the emperor's face was longer than a donkey's today.
The forced smile she gave was absolutely hideous!
However, it's a bit much for him to push all the blame onto the Empress! The Emperor, who doesn't know how to reflect on his own actions, is simply not being properly disciplined enough.
"I'm a little tired today. How about you come with me tomorrow? His Majesty won't object, will he?"
With that troublesome Crown Prince around, he must know which items inside are more valuable. Space is limited, so she only takes the most expensive ones!
"By the way, Your Highness, there will be many people tomorrow. Could there be spies from enemy countries among them? Do you have any plans to prevent the planting of sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes?"
Xie Zhiyan's face immediately turned serious. He said, "Young Master, please rest assured that the first batch of seeds were all planted on the Imperial Estate."
The second batch of seeds was to be planted first by high-ranking officials in the court, and then the court would purchase them from them to distribute to the people.
While ensuring information security, both the government and the public will increase security measures at the farmland and borders to ensure that high-quality seeds do not leak out.
Yue Fuguang nodded. It would be difficult to keep everything completely under control, but as long as Dayan could maintain a two- or three-year lead, it could use its current financial resources to build a strong and well-equipped army.
It doesn't matter if it flows out again; by then, it will be time for Dayan to expand its territory in her plan!
The great drought three years later was not limited to Dayan, but was a natural disaster that swept across six countries. Although the degree of damage varied from country to country, it affected the entire region.
Natural disasters can lead to man-made disasters.
The chaos officially began three years later!
Thinking about her increasingly powerful soul, she heard from the system that many adults had her statues in their homes, and that the incense offerings came from these people.
Tomorrow, when the potatoes are dug up, her reputation as a junior tutor will be even more renowned. When the sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes reappear in the autumn, every farmer who relies on the land for their livelihood will surely worship her.
Originally, Yue Fuguang didn't want to be famous and wanted to stay behind the scenes to manipulate the completion of the mission. But because of the benefits of incense to strengthen the soul, she is now like a star who is eager to become famous and is afraid that others will not know her name.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, at the beginning of the next morning, Yue Fuguang stood beside the Crown Prince again. The two of them faced the east, watching the rising sun slowly illuminate the entire earth.
Before them stood a high platform with jade steps, upon which sat a large three-legged bronze cauldron, its surface engraved with intricate patterns and texts.
Below it was a large incense table, with an incense burner in the center, from which three thick and long incense sticks emitted wisps of blue smoke.
Slightly below the incense burner on the left and right sides, offerings of three kinds of sacrificial animals, tea, fruit, and snacks are placed.
Although Yue Fuguang and the others no longer needed to offer incense, the Ministry of Rites still did not dare to omit the incense and candle offerings for worshipping Heaven and Earth.
Behind them was a dense, endless crowd. The system showed her an overhead view, where people stretched outwards from the Fengtian Hall, filling the streets and alleys of the capital city with countless heads, extending for miles outside the city.
This is comparable to the crowds at some famous tourist attractions and train stations during the National Day holiday! Everywhere you look, there are people!
There were high-ranking officials and nobles, ordinary people, old people leading children, women following their husbands, and families with children, all of whom refrained from looking ahead.
In fact, all they could see in front of them were motionless heads, nothing but heads.
Many people sat on the ground and began to eat their breakfast.
"System, we underestimated the allure of high-yield, high-quality seeds to the people. There are already so many people even though it's not even a seed yet."
I can't even imagine what it will be like when we dig up the corn and sweet potatoes.
For ordinary people, filling their stomachs is no small matter! The people there are so well-fed that they've forgotten many others are starving.
Yue Fuguang smacked her lips. There was no way to refute that. The greatest suffering she had ever endured in both her lives was during her time with the Zhou family.
Back then, the system was afraid she would die, so it even took out loans to feed her. Strictly speaking, she really didn't go hungry for long.
As Eunuch Qian announced loudly, "Your Majesty has arrived!" Emperor Mingxi slowly emerged from the side hall.
For a moment, the officials stood in solemn silence, and the people bowed their heads.
As soon as Emperor Mingxi stood still, shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" rose and fell like waves from the palace to the imperial city, and from the imperial city all the way to the outer city.
Wherever the sound passed, countless people, like felled wheat, prostrated themselves in worship.
However, the officials of Dayan only bowed once to Emperor Mingxi.
In previous years, they would have knelt and bowed on such a grand occasion, but for some reason, His Majesty exempted them from the grand ceremony today.
Some people glanced in the direction of Yue Fuguang. Was it because they wanted to take care of him?
Although Yue Fuguang longed for fame, she didn't want to stand out too much at this time. She was very pleased that the officials could perform the same cupped-hand salute as her.
"Rise!" Emperor Mingxi clearly used internal force to say "Rise," and it carried far, like a loudspeaker.
At least the people at the front heard it.
The step of the emperor and his officials offering incense was omitted, but the Ministry of Rites dared not be careless about the fact that the sacrifices had to send a message to Heaven.
Yesterday, after finally securing Yue Fuguang's consent, the ritual of burning paper offerings to heaven was retained, and it was simply a formality.
Considering the presence of ordinary people, it's understandable that the imperial court wanted to make the event more sacred and solemn.
Yue Fuguang agreed, as long as she wasn't allowed to offer incense.
Otherwise, to maintain her absolute authority, she would have deliberately set the incense burner on fire!
The Minister of Rites solemnly unfolded the memorial and began to read it aloud.
I humbly beseech the Supreme Emperor, who nurtures all living beings and oversees all creatures. Now, as spring begins and the eastern fields are being cultivated, and the southern fields are being opened, I, your humble servant, risk death to report this. A jade disc is offered at the purple altar, and black wine is laid out in the sacred ancestral temple. I dare to offer my sincere prayers, hoping they will reach the heavens above…
To be honest, with my limited knowledge, I only understood a little bit, but listening to Zhang Zhongping's rhythmic recitation was surprisingly hypnotic.
We humbly beseech Heaven to bestow its mercy and Earth to respond with its divine power, granting us bountiful harvests and protecting our people. May our granaries be full, and may people know propriety and righteousness; may the world be at peace, and may we all receive Your great blessings.
Your subject is trembling with fear and anxiety, and respectfully submits this memorial to report.
At this point, Minister Zhang's throat was clearly dry, but fortunately he managed to finish reading the letter to Heaven before his voice cracked.
"Little Bead, do you think the Heavenly Dao can understand?"
[Master, even before your memories were sealed, you could understand. The divine interpretation of the ritual is not in the words themselves, but in the faith, sincerity, piety, and reverence they embody.]
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