Soon, everyone's merits have been read out, and the ballots below have basically been filled out. However, those heads of states who have no merits are very embarrassed.
Of course, there are also those who are thick-skinned and tell others that those who are truly good at governance govern by doing nothing, those who are good at fighting have no great achievements, and those who are good at governing have no reputation for being dignified!
If you know you can't be chosen, why not brag a little more to save face.
Next to Mr. Qi, Shichen and the god from another world, these two old men also followed the merits they heard. The corresponding names were written down.
"What's your name? Can you understand Zhu Xia's language? Can you understand Zhu Xia's writing?"
Qi felt that this old god from another world could not understand the language of Zhu Xia, but when the old god spoke, he spoke authentic ancient Shanxi dialect.
It’s so weird! (Of course!)
Qi suddenly became energetic, and when he asked, it turned out that he was actually taught by Shen Chen. Good guy, people outside the Western Region now speak Shanxi dialect.
This is to spread the language of ancient Zhuxia and expand our national culture.
"What's your name?"
"Naboo."
Qi: "What about divination? Do you also know how to divination? We also have a very good divination person here. I will introduce him to you later."
"Let's play cards together when we have time."
Wu Xian, who was sitting on the edge of the crowd, sneezed. There was an oracle bone beside him. He wanted to burn divination before voting, but was quickly stopped. Now he is still chattering:
"The birth of a new king is a matter of destiny and human nature! How can we not do divination! Can't they see the red ticket in my hand!"
Wu Xian was indignant. He felt a gaze and looked at the logistics office. There was a sheep sitting idle over there. It was Laozi, who was staring at the red ticket in his hand and smacking his lips.
Can I give it to Baa if I don’t vote?
The invalid tickets will go into the belly of the lamb, clean and environmentally friendly, and finally turn into sheep shit eggs and be pulled out and returned to the earth.
Qi heard Wu Xian's loud complaints and patted his ears, not wanting to hear the old wizard's nonsense.
Nabu felt that the people of Zhuxia seemed to be particularly emotionally detached, and they were very enthusiastic towards others and did not hide their likes and dislikes excessively. This made Nabu feel very happy and comfortable.
When people treat others with sincerity, they should naturally treat others with sincerity.
He also studied Zhuxia characters for a period of time and could understand Zhuxia's Cangjie characters. And there are so many sages here, as well as these systems of election and abdication, which they do not have over there.
He had never experienced any of these things.
After careful and repeated deliberation and thinking, he cast a crucial vote. He didn't know whether this vote would help the new king of Zhu Xia, but this sense of participation made him feel novel.
It turns out that people in lower positions can also participate in the selection of people in higher positions. The upper and lower classes are relatively vague, but the orders issued by the top will be enforced and prohibited by the people below. This is only limited to work, and the selection of the new king is actually based on merit, not Force and blood?
And the two most critical points are that there are three Supreme Beings here, and the King of Three Kings is just a general term. Along the way from the west, Naboo has understood that in ancient times, the people here still worshiped the "Emperor" and "Emperor".
The Three Sovereigns and Emperors, and these emperors and emperors are all their ancestors. Emperors refer to kings with great influence, and emperors can only have great achievements, turn the tide from falling, and pass on the fire to the abyss. Only a leader can be called that.
The emperor claims to be on par with heaven, and the emperor in the center is called the emperor of heaven.
The kings have descended among the people, but they still retain the titles of "Emperor of Heaven, Son of Heaven, and Bai Kui". Is this separation of powers?
New terms emerged in the mind of this god, and he carved all these ideas and thoughts on the mudstone slab.
"These writings of yours are very interesting. They are also pictographs...but they are different from what we develop here."
"Pictographs? No, no, no, you mean, that kind of round, imitative writing? That's too primitive writing."
Naboo explained their writing through simple deeds. The cuneiform writing looks very strange and interesting, like horizontal and vertical symbols, with a triangle at the tail of the symbol or where the pen starts...
The pronunciation was completely different from Zhu Xia's words. Qi paused for a while and couldn't understand, so he could only smile awkwardly but politely.
After Nabu gave Chikop some information about his family, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness and sighed heavily.
"Zhu Xia is king based on surrender and merit, with both force and morality and benevolence. This is the ideal dynasty and world. However, our land no longer belongs to us, and even our faith in gods has been lost."
"Our land was captured by the Akkadians. Their first king, in your words and language, was called Sargon. He had a standing army of 5,400 men. He He proclaims himself Shalujin, which means the true king, the legitimate king, and the king of all directions in the world."
"The territory he conquered stretches from one sea to another, from the long sea in the south to the huge sea in the northwest..."
"He came from a humble background. It is said that he has a humble mother and does not know his father. However, he has made such great achievements and even destroyed our dynasty. This kind of person should be regarded as an invincible legendary person among you. I From what I heard before, you here appoint talented people regardless of their origins. If he is born here, he will definitely be discovered..."
"Shun was born among the acres of land, carried among the buildings, carried by the wind over the sea, lifted by Li Mu in the wild..."
"This is different from us, where the king's power descended from heaven and landed on Eridu, with Alulim as king, and then transferred from one city-state to another."
"Now...who is not the king, and who is the king?"
Qi asked curiously: "So, you are now being ruled by people from another place? Have you ever thought about rebelling?"
Nabu: "No, the Akkadian dynasty has also been destroyed. Who is not the king and who is the king? Just like the words I recorded on the clay tablets, these people who rode horses and herded cattle and sheep were replaced by others. , destroyed by those who emerged from the mountains.”
"Our land has fallen into the darkest age. All trade with the south and north has been interrupted. The atmosphere is also changing violently, which is beyond the ability of us lost gods and cannot be adjusted. Famine has brought plague, and countless people have died. …..Fightings are happening everywhere.”
"I came to the extreme west of Zhuxia and lived near what you call Yuyuan. To us, it is the mountain where Wutu, the sun god of the East, was born, but to you, it is the mountain where the sun sets. A place of sorrow.”
"So, I met Shi Shen."
