"I have seen countless countries. The political system can be roughly divided into one-person government, minority government and majority government. In addition to hereditary inheritance, the country's inheritance model can also select talented people to serve as the country's leaders through elections... …”
Jing Xinghuai listened with great interest at first. The customs and politics of many countries made him feel fresh. But by the end of listening, his brain was a little weak. In the end, he was almost left with a mechanical memory. The world described by the other party It's weird and outrageous, but there are many explanations that can be justified.
Especially the method of election is quite reminiscent of the abdication of the ancient kings.
It's just that he can't understand many of the principles here. Countless terms that he seemed to understand but didn't understand impacted his world view over and over again.
Suddenly, Jing Xinghuai woke up from his dream, his body wet with sweat, and the night wind blew in through the leaky window, making his whole body chilly.
The sound of snoring in the next room could be heard faintly in his ears, and he slowly came back to his senses.
It turns out that I just learned a dream.
However, he only recalled it briefly, and everything in the dream just now was extremely clear and deeply engraved in his memory.
Not a word of that glorious and vast world, those strange and bizarre countries, is missing.
"Well God, Huang'ao Village Well God..."
He suddenly remembered the name of the god. A lot of the knowledge in his mind must have been given to him by the Well God.
"It's just that I don't know if these contents can be made public..." Jing Xinghuai muttered to himself.
What Jing Shen Nian and he heard was a bit shocking, but it seemed to contain some truth. What a pity it would be if others could not know it, and if it could not be turned into a lifelong ambition.
Just as he was thinking, a child's voice appeared in his mind.
"You can do it cheaply."
"Thank you, God of the Well." Jing Xinghuai was overjoyed and bowed his head to the bottom again.
Because he had acquired so much knowledge inexplicably and was extremely excited, he had no intention of sleeping, so he took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and oil lamp from the book box, and used the dim light to copy everything in his memory.
He was afraid that he would forget it.
However, he was overthinking this. Qiu Ping used his divine power to impart this knowledge to him. Even after decades, this knowledge would be difficult to forget.
Just when Jing Xinghuai couldn't sleep all night, Qiu Ping had already started paddling in the ancient well.
"Crash."
He lay on his back in the ancient well, his two small fins moving feebly. It took a lot of energy for him to dream this time.
Not to mention anything else, just maintaining the grand fairyland scene completely occupied his CPU.
After all, he is just a minor god from the ninth level, and his strength is indeed limited. Today, Tuomeng almost failed to last the entire audience.
It would be really embarrassing if someone discovered it was a parallel import.
"I just hope that you, a talented scholar, will remember our good deeds in the future, and we will also enjoy the blessings." Qiu Ping's tail flapped twice in the water, and he looked up at the sky at the mouth of the well.
He and Jing Xinghuai talked about the evolution of political systems, but he did it incidentally. If Jing Xinghuai can draw on this knowledge that transcends his time, he can write some far-sighted policies. It would be best to take advantage of this to rise to the top and become a general, and then Qiu Ping will become prosperous.
Senior officials of the imperial court have the power to upgrade land to a higher grade, up to the fifth grade.
By then, even if Qiu Ping cannot be in the forefront, he will definitely be higher than the Qipin County City God.
When he thought of this, Qiu Ping felt infinite longing in his heart.
But he doesn't know that this knowledge may bring people not only great success, but more likely it will cause a backlash in the world and lead to death without a burial place.
As the source of all this, as the butterfly fanning the storm, what consequences will he bear in the future?
However, Qiu Ping has not thought so far yet.
He looked at the small world at the mouth of the well and secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would jump out of here. From now on, that stubborn city god will never dare to order him to do a bunch of dirty work again.
"Although we are a loach, we must be a very, very fierce loach!"
Qiu Ping felt infinite pride in his heart.
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"It's strange, maybe it's because my old eyes are dim, why his fate has changed so much." In the market far away in the underground river, the old clam opened two shells and looked into the distance with a puzzled face.
Jing Xinghuai is the "seed" designated by the big guys and will become a spiritual official in the future, but now it is confusing and everything is unclear.
The so-called spiritual officials are just like Jinshi in the imperial court.
Although Shinto has a long history, it still needs to recruit talents. These spiritual officials are the reserves of the gods.
However, the starting point for spiritual officials to enter the Shinto is much higher than that of Qiu Ping. They are at least eighth-level judges, and the higher ones can even directly enter the seventh-level city god or pass through the sixth-level judge.
"Did someone get involved in this matter?" Old Ben Jing had some bad premonitions in his heart.
"Could it be that... the City God noticed something?" He was the first to suspect the City God of Changning County. In the entire county, this god was the only one qualified to influence any changes in the chess game.
In fact, the implementation of the "Spiritual Official System" was due to the desire of some Shinto bosses to promote Shinto reform.
In the past, many righteous gods were appointed directly after the death of important officials of the imperial court. But most of those important ministers have families behind them. Even if the Shinto is fair, there is no guarantee that those gods will protect their descendants.
This has caused a very serious consequence. Those families that are prominent in the mortal world and still have blessings in the underworld will expand from generation to generation and become powerful families or even powerful families that dominate one area.
Not only that, with the help of the monopoly, the descendants of those families continued to serve as high-ranking officials in the court, and after death, they became Shinto priests.
If thousands of years pass, wouldn't it mean that even Shinto will be monopolized by those aristocratic families?
Many great gods are deeply aware of this problem, but now there are gods from aristocratic families sitting in high positions. If the law is forcibly changed, it may cause turmoil in Shinto.
There was no other way, so the gods had to introduce the "Spiritual Official System" first. All the spiritual officials were from poor families or farmers, and were much easier to control than those from aristocratic families.
Although just Jing Xinghuai is nothing, Changning County is his place of supervision after all, and if something happens, he will not be able to escape the blame.
Immediately, he opened his mouth and inhaled, and all the houses, streets and some living creatures in the market were sucked into his belly like a piece of kneaded paper. His shell flapped, like a dancing butterfly, and flew away quickly.
"Crackling."
After he left, a bunch of little monsters fell to the ground, making them dizzy.
All the spirits looked around blankly. They were not shopping at the underwater market.
But... why is the market missing?
