I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

Baona stood on the high platform, facing the rising sun, took a deep breath, and the fresh air rushed into her lungs, calming her originally nervous mood.

She looked down at the dark crowd below the stage. Their eyes had different expressions, some curious, some confused, and more of a sense of bewilderment.

This was the largest site of folk belief activities in the ancient Dian Kingdom. It was bustling with activity and worshippers on weekdays.

Today, because of Baona's arrival, the place seemed a little noisy, like a pot of boiling porridge, bubbling.

She cleared her throat, and her resounding voice spread throughout the square through the loudspeaker: "Ladies and gentlemen! We gather here today not to abandon the past, but to welcome a new life! New beliefs will lead us to a brighter future!" Her voice was as pleasant as a clear spring, and with an unquestionable power, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Bona began to slowly talk about the new belief she had conceived. She did not preach the greatness of God in a long speech, but used easy-to-understand language to talk about the harmony between people, the symbiosis between man and nature, and how to change one's destiny through one's own efforts.

Her words were full of passion, as if igniting a flame of hope in everyone's hearts and causing waves of low-pitched discussions.

At this moment, a sudden noise broke the tranquility of the square.

On the outskirts of the crowd, a group of people were shouting loudly and waving flags in their hands vigorously. The flags were printed with ancient totems and some puzzling characters written on them.

"You evil heretics! You are spreading lies to confuse the people!" Priest Sikong stood at the front of the crowd, his face filled with rage, his beard trembling slightly with anger, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. He pointed his finger at Bao Na on the platform and roared, "You are blaspheming the gods! You are shaking the foundation of ancient Dian! We will never allow you to speak nonsense here!"

The people who followed him also started to make a fuss. They loudly echoed the words of Priest Sikong, cursing and waving wooden sticks in their hands. The scene was chaotic for a while.

Some people who were initially a little shaken by Bao Na's ideas also became hesitant at this time. They looked at the group of priests Sikong and then at Bao Na on the high platform.

Baona's face instantly turned gloomy. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms, feeling the calmness brought by the pain.

A surge of anger ignited in her heart. This was not only a questioning of her ideals, but also a blatant destruction of her efforts.

She tried to maintain her composure and said loudly, "Everyone, please stay calm! Don't be taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives! My philosophy is to make ancient Dian a better place! We shouldn't be complacent, but should open our arms and embrace new ideas!"

Although her words were powerful, they seemed a little pale and powerless at this moment. The clamor of the conservative forces had drowned out her voice, and some commotion began to appear in the crowd.

A burly man pushed through the crowd, staring at Baona on the stage with a stern expression, and said, "We don't believe your nonsense. We only believe in the faith passed down by our ancestors!"

Baona's voice was drowned out by the noise, like a stone thrown into a lake, which caused ripples before quickly returning to calm.

Some people who were originally moved by the beautiful vision she described now had flickering eyes and began to waver.

The Zhuansun believer rubbed his rough hands, and his eyes, originally full of hope, were gradually covered with a layer of suspicion. There was a bit more distrust in his eyes when he looked at Baona, as if he was looking at something strange and dangerous.

The crowd began to stir and gradually dispersed like the tide. The originally crowded square became empty and deserted, with only a few people still hesitating and wandering. The atmosphere was as desolate as a field after being ravaged by a rainstorm.

Baona's heart sank, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and the chill spread throughout her body.

She felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if all her efforts were like a castle made of sand, which was washed away in an instant.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard to prevent the tears from falling, but she could not suppress the loss and despair that surged in her heart.

At this moment, a loud voice resounded throughout the square, like thunder exploding in the silent night sky: "Everyone, please stay!" It was missionary Zhang Du.

He pushed through the crowd and walked to the front of the stage. He was tall and straight, like an unshakable pine tree.

He looked around, his eyes firm and wise, with a convincing power.

"I know that change is not easy, and new things always make people feel fear and anxiety. But please believe that the new belief advocated by Ms. Bao Na is for a better future for our ancient Dian!" His voice was like a loud bell, deafening, and every word struck people's hearts.

He spoke eloquently, using his profound knowledge and rich experience to explain the concept of the new faith to everyone in an easy-to-understand way. He used vivid stories and fresh examples to transform abstract principles into concrete and tangible pictures, gradually dispelling the doubts and fears in people's hearts.

Some people who were about to leave stopped and returned to the square to listen carefully to his explanation.

Baona looked at the missionary Zhang Du, her heart filled with gratitude.

She regained hope, and a determined glint flashed in her eyes.

She took a deep breath and was about to speak again, but suddenly heard a guard running over and whispering something in the ear of the queen's attendant.

The attendant's expression changed. He quickly walked to Baona's side and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Ms. Baona, Her Majesty..."

The attendant leaned over and whispered in Baona's ear: "Ms. Baona, Her Majesty the Queen has arrived!" Baona looked up suddenly, and a bright golden color caught her eyes.

The queen was wearing a gorgeous dress and walked gracefully through the crowd, like a ray of golden light spreading to the earth.

The crowd automatically parted to make a path for her, and everyone's eyes were focused on her with awe and admiration.

The queen came to Baona, gently held her hand, her eyes full of trust and love.

A warm feeling surged in Baona's heart, as if a ray of sunshine in winter illuminated her heart.

The two smiled at each other, everything was said without words, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

The Queen's voice was clear and melodious, echoing throughout the square: "The new faith advocated by Baona is closely related to the future of our ancient Dian Kingdom. I will fully support her reforms!"

The arrival of the Queen undoubtedly gave Baona a shot in the arm and rekindled the hope of the originally shaken people.

Everyone cheered and the square became lively again, the atmosphere even more enthusiastic than before.

Afterwards, the Queen and Baona went hand in hand to a quiet religious gathering place in the ancient Dian Kingdom, where religious scholars Sikou and missionaries Zhangdu had already been waiting.

The four of them sat around a rustic wooden table and began to discuss new promotional strategies.

"I think we can make use of the traditional sacrificial rituals of the ancient Dian Kingdom and incorporate the concepts of new beliefs into them." Sikou, a religious scholar, was the first to propose. He stroked his long beard, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

"That's a good idea," Missionary Zhang Du nodded in agreement. "We can compose the teachings of the new faith into songs and sing them during sacrificial ceremonies. This will make it easier for the people to accept."

Baona and the Queen also expressed their views. Everyone expressed their opinions and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

The Queen looked at Baona from time to time,

In the end, a brand new publicity strategy was born from the collision of everyone's wisdom.

This strategy cleverly combines the traditional culture of the ancient Dian Kingdom with the concepts of new beliefs, which not only preserves the people's cultural identity but also injects new ideological vitality, just like the spring breeze that moistens everything silently.

However, just when everyone was full of hope, an undercurrent was surging in the ancient Dian Kingdom.

Hiding in a dark corner, Priest Sikong's eyes were sinister, and he whispered through gritted teeth, "Don't even think about succeeding! I will definitely stop you!" He sent his men to quietly leave the gathering place...

"Sir, everything has been arranged." A dark shadow appeared in front of Priest Sikong and said in a low voice.