A light rain sprinkled lightly in the Windy City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This is early in the morning, a relatively comfortable day in the national capital, so that many people do not like to get up early, and there are almost no cars and pedestrians on the street.

"Sigh the law ......" far away, a gorgeous carriage came, this carriage is made of exquisite materials, at a glance it is expensive, and only a few old nobles can afford to use it. The most important thing is that above this carriage is a huge family emblem, which is imprinted with the imprint of today's royal family, the Feng family.

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and the horse's four hooves were snow-white, but its body was covered with fur as red as flames, which was a rare breed from the West, the Yanwu Pony.

The horses did not go slowly, and there was a light breeze, and suddenly, a wind blew through the window of the carriage, and lifted the curtain open a corner. Inside was a middle-aged man, with slender hands, a face like a silver moon, and a noble temperament, who was actually an acquaintance that Hirata and others had met a few times - the city lord of Tianrui City, the wind and clouds.

At this moment, Feng Quyun was holding a pair of stone beads in his right hand, constantly rotating in his hand, his face was not at all as quiet as before in Tianrui City, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be preoccupied.

Since his eldest son was stabbed to death in the city lord's mansion not long ago, this indecisive and overly honest city lord has been under pressure from the Jiang family. This idle city lord had to live a period of intrigue and exciting power scheming, he was not good at these affairs, but fortunately his second son was very powerful.

However, not long after the help of his son and the day when he was used to meeting with the Jiang family, his elder brother, the current Fengtianzi, used a secret order to summon himself back to Windy City, the place where he had been away for more than 20 years.

Feng Quyun was in a very complicated mood, and he didn't know why his brother recalled him in a hurry, and he didn't let himself make a big fuss and came back quietly. Even when entering the city, I chose to do so in the early morning when there were few people.

Fortunately, Tianrui City has entrusted the management of his second son, Feng Guiluo, and this young man should be able to do more like a city lord than himself. Feng Quyun thought to himself, his eyes looked out through the window of the carriage.

Not far away, Fenglin Hall stands in the inner city, as if standing out from the crowd of chickens, Feng Quyun looks at it, it seems to be more than 20 years ago, but it doesn't seem to be. He couldn't help but feel a little bored in his heart, and suddenly felt that Wind City was not as good as his Tianrui City.

When Feng Quyun's thoughts were flying, Feng Tianzi was already waiting for his younger brother in the apse of Fenglin Palace.

This Son of Heaven, since the appointment of the Jiang family as the speaker of the newly established house, has been under more pressure than before, and summoning his younger brother to Windy City is to open the most critical gap in the whole situation.

Soon, Feng Quyun arrived, and when he saw the Son of Heaven who was much more vicissitudes than himself, he subconsciously shouted: "Brother......"

After holding his back and forth, Feng Tianzi slowly explained the reason to his most politically unaware brother. "I am going to appoint you as the consul of Windy City, and oversee all the affairs of Xingzhou. ”

"What?" Feng Quyun didn't understand for a while, what was an archon, and why he was in charge of Xingzhou's government affairs.

"At the suggestion of Ruchi Hirata, I decided to establish a new form of government. A new political system of separation of powers between the consuls, the parliament, and the assembly of the city was proposed. Among them, the consul is the first political official position that holds real power, and the latter two hold the name and are the nominal supreme body. Feng Tianzi lowered his voice: "The rights of the Feng family have been hollowed out by the Jiang family for hundreds of years. We can only continue to send the Feng family to various parts of Xingzhou to serve as the city lord, but we are still powerless in the overall situation, but this time we can definitely change. ”

Feng Tianzi didn't have much defense against his younger brother, who was the least in love with power, and he said frankly: "Now, we can govern others the way we do, and use the House and the consuls to empty the power of the Jiang family." ”

After hearing this, Feng Quyun's face changed rapidly, from shock to fear, and from fear to joy, and finally fixed into worry: "Son of Heaven, my talent is really weak, I'm afraid I can't bear the burden." It's okay to be a merry city lord, but the appointment of the Son of Heaven this time is clearly to make me a pawn against the general trend of the Jiang family. ”

After a few wry laughs, Feng Quyun said again: "It's not that I don't want to serve the Feng family, it's really that I don't have enough spare energy, and I am afraid that my two sons will be the city lord of Wind City, and I am afraid they are all stronger than me." ”

Feng Tianzi shook Feng Quyun's hand and persuaded him: "Brother don't worry, Qi Pingtian has been appointed by me as the Holy Master, and I should order him to assist you with all his might." "In fact, Feng Tianzi, what he likes is that this younger brother has no desire for power, and the consul at the feet of the Son of Heaven must take the Son of Heaven as the leader.

"As long as the matter is settled, you can still go back to your Tianrui City, and I will reappoint the new consul. The Son of Heaven continued, and finally persuaded Feng Quyun.

So Feng Tianzi called back the left and right servants again, and asked people to take Feng Quyun down to rest for a while.

At this time, the sky has already brightened, the light rain in the early morning has stopped, and only the morning sun shines on the city, which is a beautiful day. The Son of Heaven summoned the herald again and issued a major decision.

"Establish a new political system in the world, call it a representative system. The twelve states under heaven were centered on one or two core cities, and the consuls, nobles' councils, and city-citizen assemblies were set up. The Son of Heaven appoints consuls to be in charge of government affairs, the noble council has a speaker, and the speaker and the committee are in charge of evaluating the effect of the decree and can give opinions to the consuls, and the assembly of the people can vote for the noble council. Xingzhou will be the first in the world to implement this new political system. ”

After the Son of Wind solemnly handed over this paper order to the herald, he summoned his servants and asked to summon the Holy Master. "Take out the Son of Heaven's car again and go to pick up the Holy Ancestor, and you will still do the same as last time for the specific details. ”

After speaking, the Son of Heaven returned to his desk, solemnly took out a wooden box, and took out a few pieces of paper inside. This is exactly the political reform plan that Hirata handed to the Son of Heaven before, and the Son of Heaven looked at it carefully. At the same time, he also took pen and paper, and in addition to these pieces of paper, he wrote and drawn.

The herald carried the new edict of the Son of Heaven and delivered the news to all corners of the national capital. This momentous news, like the rising sun, instantly penetrated the entire city.

The frame of the Son of Heaven circled around the mansion of Hirata and others in the national capital, and then continued to drive towards Nancheng, attracting attention all the way, and finally stopped in the Holy Academy.

At this time, Hirata was having breakfast with Qi Ming and others, and Hirata had been busy all night, finishing up the aftermath and formulating a new college framework, so that everyone was sleepy and tired.

The subordinates came over and reported that the Son of Heaven had asked Hirata to go to Fenglin Palace, and he was already waiting at the academy.

Hirata ate the last bit of food in his hand unhurriedly, and finally slowly said to his disciple: "I said that the Jiang family won't laugh for long, and the days they cry will be counted from now on." With that, Hirata paced outwards and walked into the frame where the Son of Heaven greeted.