"Who is this?"
Zheng Sanfa's eyes fell on Qin Yuan.
"Xiaguan is a record of the Zuo History Academy. As a rule, the words and deeds of the governor when he first entered the capital are recorded in the history books. When the leader of the Song Dynasty came, it was also recorded by Xiaguan."
Qin Yuan cupped his hands and said.
The second half of the sentence was added intentionally by him.
Lest the other party ignore him.
Zheng Sanfa heard that Zuo Shiyuan only looked at Qin Yuan slightly, and when he heard the three words "Song Huishou", he seemed to be a different person.
He solemnly said: "When I finish the things at hand, I will definitely find the records to discuss it in detail."
"good"
Qin Yuan nodded.
There is nothing to do next.
Qin Yuan took the initiative to lean back a little.
Zheng Sanfa chatted with some dignitaries and wealthy businessmen for a while, and was about to enter the city.
There was lightning and thunder without warning at the end of the world, which was shocking in an instant.
Everyone looked over.
"There seems to be someone inside"
The distance was too far, and Qin Yuan couldn't see clearly.
"Could it be that someone is going through the catastrophe?"
someone exclaimed.
Overcome the catastrophe!
This was the first time for Qin Yuan to see someone overcome the heavenly tribulation.
"I thought that once I embark on the path of cultivation, as long as my cultivation keeps growing, I can live as long as I want. Hey, there is still a catastrophe standing in front of me."
A gentleman said gloatingly.
Many people agreed.
This kind of mentality is just like the common people who like to watch old men being beheaded.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
The catastrophe suddenly stopped.
It was as if what had happened before was just an illusion.
“This is too short”
"No need to guess, he must be dead."
…
Qin Yuan's expression suddenly froze, why didn't he survive the disaster?
Ordinarily, with more than 170 years of magical power, he should be overdue.
Soon, Qin Yuan reacted.
His cultivation has nothing to do with this world.
Heaven has no control over him.
"It turns out that this is the power of automatic mana growth."
Qin Yuan sighed in his heart.
Then, he had another doubt.
Why couldn't everyone practice cultivation for so long?
Qin Yuan read through the history books, and there was never any mention of large-scale cultivation in the history books.
In this world, has there ever been a catastrophe against monks before?
If so, what kind of catastrophe is it?
Is it like measuring calamity in the wild?
Or just stop everyone from practicing?
Or should I take away the monk's lifespan all at once?
If it is the first one, Qin Yuan must be more careful.
If it is the latter two.
Qin Yuan would laugh even in his dreams.
"Going to town"
Zheng Sanfa's voice interrupted Qin Yuan's thoughts.
The crowd immediately followed Zheng Sanfa into the city.
About half an hour later, a group of people arrived at the governor's office, er, now the governor's office.
The door plaque has long since been replaced.
Qin Yuan took the time to ask Yang Huchan: "You and the Governor are sworn brothers, why didn't you tell us before?"
Yang Huchan showed a wry smile: "The governor's sworn brothers include not only one thousand, but also eight hundred."
The governor's brother is cheaper than toilet paper... Qin Yuan is very speechless.
At this moment, Zheng Sanfa's voice came faintly from the front: "Brother Xiang, you and I feel like old friends at first sight, so why not become brothers."
Qin Yuan: "..."
"Let's go in too"
Yang Huchan said helplessly.
Qin Yuan suppressed the amusement in his heart and followed in.
Turning his head inadvertently, he found that Yang Huchan had a few more white hairs.
Looking down, he found that Yang Huchan's back was already slightly hunched.
Noticing Qin Yuan looking at him, Yang Huchan said with a smile: "When you get older, you will be like me. People will inevitably grow old."
Qin Yuan said nothing.
After walking for a long time, we came to Baohe Hall, which is dedicated to holding banquets.
It is already filled with delicacies.
But no one ate it.
Everyone is here to make friends with Zheng Sanfa, not to eat.
Qin Yuan found a corner to sit down and eat.
puff!
what.
Tried another bite of other dishes.
puff!
So bland.
Qin Yuan glanced at the dignitaries who didn't even look at the dishes. He might have misunderstood them.
suddenly.
Someone stood up and complained to Zheng San: "Grand Governor, God damn Sun Laodian dug up the tombs of the Queen Mother and the two late emperors. I ask the Grand Governor to punish him."
Zheng Sanfa was surprised: "There is such a thing."
He asked himself that he was not a good person, but he had never done anything like digging up the graves of his ancestors.
The conversation between the two seemed to ignite a powder keg.
A group of people stood up and demanded that Sun Laodian be severely punished.
According to them, stripping Sun Laodian to death would be a light punishment.
"Don't worry, everyone, I will deal with these despicable people severely."
Zheng Sanfa said righteously.
By the time the party ended, it was already dark.
Qin Yuan was led by the guards outside the dilapidated Funing Palace.
Thinking of Duan Hu, Wei Ting, Long Xuan, Chong Hui, and all the emperors of the Hun Dynasty who have stayed here.
A poem flashed through Qin Yuan's mind: Life in the world is like a traveler from afar.
The meaning of this poem is: People born in heaven and earth return to dust as quickly as travelers on a long journey, eager to return home.
Boom! Boom…
Why thunder in winter?
Well, it's not impossible.
Sometimes in winter, when the temperature suddenly rises, there will be thunder.
But the problem is that it's very cold today.
Is there someone else who is going through the catastrophe?
Qin Yuan raised his head.
As soon as the sky and the earth lit up, terrifying thunder and lightning struck from the sky.
He directly set fire to Funing Palace, and soon a raging fire broke out.
Also quickly turning to dust were the palaces.
Qin Yuan added in his heart.
Funing Hall is gone.
The guards took Qin Yuan to the Wan'an Palace nearby.
After waiting for a while, Zheng Sanfa came smelling of alcohol.
Looking at the burning Funing Palace not far away, he had a complicated expression.
"Grand Governor"
Qin Yuan came out quickly.
"Oh, I kept the record waiting for a long time," Zheng Sanfa looked away and said with a smile.
“I just arrived too”
After entering and sitting down, Zheng San's first sentence was to ask Qin Yuan what he had talked about with Song Yufu back then.
Qin Yuan truthfully told the truth about the recommendation system, gentry association, and cabinet system proposed by Song Yufu.
The smile on Zheng Sanfa's face became a little stiff.
Obviously, he did not really agree with Song Yufu's proposition.
Just regard Song Yufu as an archway that gathers people's hearts.
"Grand Governor, how about we start recording?"
"good"
Zheng Sanfa agreed.
No matter how I look at it, I can’t wait to see it.
Qin Yuan asked casually: "I heard that the Governor is getting married?"
Qin Yuan heard the news that Zheng Sanfa was getting married on the way here.
She married Song Fanghua, the daughter of Song Yufu.
Qin Yuan also heard that Zheng Sanfa divorced his first wife in order to marry Song Fanghua.
"It's true. Little Lantern and I, uh, Miss Song's family will get married by the end of the year."
When it comes to marriage, Zheng Sanfa has a smile in his eyes.
Marrying Song Fanghua means that he has completely become the incarnation of Song Yufu.
Within the Demosisto Army, no one can challenge his position.
"Congratulations to the Governor"
It turns out that Song Fanghua's nickname is Little Lantern.
According to the customs of this world, only fat people will be teased as lanterns.
Could it be that this Miss Song family is fat.
Qin Yuan said secretly.
"Thank you for your commitment"
Xie Cheng and thank you have the same meaning.
