Chapter 794: Chapter 794: Enriching Military and Civilian Culture and Entertainment
Zhao Guang had wanted to visit the Silver Tower, but just after returning, he saw Qiao Miya approaching with someone in tow.
This person seemed to be one of those he had brought back, but he didn’t look like someone from Myanmar.
“You’re not from Myanmar, are you?” Zhao Guang directly asked.
“Master, no, I’m from the past of Hua Country.”
Zhao Guang had captured too many people initially to examine each one individually. All were merely branded with a contract and left for his subordinates to handle. He hadn’t expected to encounter someone .
“Why are you here?” Zhao Guang asked, somewhat perplexed.
“I made a mistake in the past, fled abroad to seek refuge, then got involved in some affairs and ended up meeting you, Master.”
So that was it. It seemed this wasn’t exactly a good sort. He hadn’t captured the wrong person, and indeed, his subordinates wouldn’t dare deceive him in this regard. Zhao Guang’s previous doubts emerged because he was worried that his subordinates might have been unaware and caught the wrong person by mistake.
Since there was no mistake, there was no problem. Either way, it was all the same to him.
“Qiao Miya, why have you brought him here?” Zhao Guang asked, puzzled. He rarely met with these so-called talents; typically, he just issued orders and Qiao Miya would take care of finding the right people to solve any issues.
Only if the problems couldn’t be resolved or there was a shortage of talent would it be reported to Zhao Guang.
“He Yun came to me today, claiming he can solve one of your problems, Master.”
This manner of speaking—was he considering himself a strategist? With so many matters occupying his time every day, there was no time for trivial pursuits. But since the man was already before him, he might as well inquire.
If he couldn’t solve the problem, this fellow would naturally suffer the consequences later.
“He Yun, is it? Tell me, what problem can you solve?”
“Among the issues currently troubling you, Master, there is one related to the Temple. Although the Temple has been driven out, the faith continues to spread. This isn’t something that can be suppressed by force.”
Zhao Guang nodded; the youngster seemed somewhat insightful.
Usually, they couldn’t wander around freely and were ignorant of many things.
However, considering it, these people probably didn’t have much fondness for the Temple’s followers. Setting aside the differing beliefs of different worlds, the Temple had caused trouble before, resulting in the death of two of their own people. Many had faced danger.
Looking at the man, who appeared to have some unhealed injuries, Zhao Guang wondered if he had also been attacked before.
But Zhao Guang wasn’t concerned with that; he was interested in the solution the man proposed.
“Let’s hear it, how do you plan to solve this?”
“Our country used to have many ways of dealing with superstition. Most were rather brutal, but cultural dissemination is the most effective. It can silently resolve these issues from within.”
“Cultural dissemination? How confident are you in this approach?”
“Those who have become fanatics are likely beyond help, but the impact on the others would definitely not be weak. In the Xuanwu Territory now, very few are fanatics. Most are just superficial followers.”
“Moreover, once this method proves successful, it will not only affect our territories but also have an impact elsewhere.”
“Really? Then what means do you intend to use to disseminate culture?”
Zhao Guang could only think of the Capital of Art when it came to disseminating culture. He had previously planted the concept of art within the Temple, and now many temples were rife with internal conflict.
The clash between the new and old factions was constant. It might not seem significant now, but a few years down the line, it could be a different story.
“Opera, musicals, or plays, for example. Other artistic styles are not easily spread, but these were popular in the ancient times of our world and could guide public opinion.”
“That’s interesting. Go on,” said Zhao Guang, who seemed to have an idea.
In fact, he wasn’t completely unaware, but without someone reminding him, it wasn’t something he could think of right away.
“Here’s my plan: we weave into these dramas the Temple’s misdeeds against the common people, the serious consequences they caused, or any scandals, and then send people to perform them everywhere.”
“A new form of art? It could indeed be taken straight to the Capital of Art for propagation,” Zhao Guang responded, immediately thinking of the people of the Capital of Art. Although he had built the Capital and even the new art was influenced by him, Ocoro and his people were truly capable, and their influence had already spread nationwide.
This was especially true in the North of the country. With the war just ended, the seeds of art were beginning to flourish vigorously.
If these dramas were to spread as well, they would quickly influence the entire country.
At that point, the national perception of the Temple would transform completely.
“You can do this, right?”
“I’ve helped out at rural drama troupes before, so I’m quite familiar with these things.”
Talent indeed. The people he had found were all talented. They might not be good folk, but it was not easy being bad. Without a certain level of cunning, it was impossible to be a villain.
“Then I’ll leave this matter in your hands. Qiao Miya, you have full authority to assist him. Remember one thing—don’t make it too obvious. If the Temple feels directly targeted, they might declare war on us.”
“Please rest assured, Master; I will handle this matter well.”
If this were Earth, it would have been a huge challenge because innovation isn’t easy.
However, in this world, it was different. Earth has so many ready-made stories—simply adapting them was easy. Even if he wasn’t up to it, he could enlist others to join him.
A lot of the talents currently lacked a proper role and were just running errands for others.
Many among them were even stronger than he was in this field. It would be easy to get them to assist.
He was indeed the cleverest, the first to propose this. If someone else had thought of it first, he wouldn’t be in this position. After Zhao Guang gave a brief instruction, he left, as the matter didn’t require his involvement.
But for He Yun, this was an opportunity to soar to great heights.
If handled well, he could become one of the top figures in the territories under Qiao Miya.
Reaching such a position would be even higher than the status he had tirelessly sought on Earth. Wasn’t this struggle to rise up all for that?
Having a master above you sometimes might not be so bad, particularly when that master was quite formidable.
Before he could finish rejoicing, Qiao Miya had already pulled him away—the preparatory work in the initial phase was plentiful.