"I have seen countless countries where the form of government can be roughly divided into one-man government, minority government and majority government, and the succession model of the country can be not only hereditary, but also through the method of election, the selection of good people to serve as the leader of the country......"

Jing Xinghuai listened to it with great interest at first, and the customs and politics of many countries made him feel fresh, but when he heard the end, his brain was a little insufficient, and in the end, he was almost left with a mechanical memory, and the world described by the other party was strange and outrageous, but many of them could justify themselves.

Especially the election method, there is quite a shadow of the ancient kings Chan Rang.

It's just that there are a lot of truths in this, and he can't understand them for the time being. Countless nouns that seem to be understood and not understood have impacted his worldview over and over again.

Suddenly, Jing Xinghuai woke up from his dream, sweat wet his body, and the evening wind blew in along the leaky window, making him chill all over.

The faint sound of snoring from the next room in his ears slowly came back to his senses.

It turned out that just knowledge a dream.

However, he only recalled it slightly, and everything in the dream just now was so clear and deeply engraved in his memory.

Not a word is missing from that glorious world, those bizarre countries.

"Well God, Huangao Village Well God ......"

He suddenly remembered the name of the god, and a lot of knowledge in his mind must have been given to him by the god of the well.

"It's just that I don't know if these contents can be announced to the outside world......" Jing Xinghuai muttered to himself.

Jing Shennian and the content he listened to were a bit shocking, but it seemed to contain some truth, if it could not be known to others, if it could not be turned into a lifelong ambition, what a pity.

Just as he was thinking, a child's voice appeared in his mind.

"You can do it cheaply."

"Thank you." Jing Xinghuai was overjoyed and once again went to the end.

Because he had gained so much knowledge inexplicably, coupled with his abnormal excitement, he had no intention of sleeping, so he took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and oil lamp from the bookcase, and copied everything in his memory by dim light.

He was afraid that he would forget.

However, he did think too much about it. Qiu Ping imparted this knowledge to him with divine power, and even after a few decades, it was difficult to forget this knowledge.

Just when Jing Xinghuai couldn't sleep all night, Qiu Ping had already started in the ancient well...... Stroke.

"Whoa."

He lay on his stomach in the ancient well, his two small fins paddling weakly, and it took him a lot of energy to support his dream this time.

Not to mention anything else, just maintaining the grand fairy realm scene filled up his CPU at once.

After all, he is just a small god from the ninth grade, and his strength is indeed limited, and this time today, he almost didn't survive the whole game.

If someone finds out that it is a parallel import, it will be a big deal.

"I just hope that you, a talented showman, can remember our good in the future, and we will also enjoy happiness." Qiu Ping's tail fluttered twice in the water, looking up at the sky at the wellhead.

He talked to Jing Xinghuai about the evolution of the political system, but he did it by the way. If Jing Xinghuai can use this knowledge that transcends the times, he can write some far-sighted strategies. It is best to take advantage of this to rise to the top, wait for the general, and then Qiu Ping will be developed.

The high-ranking officials of the imperial court had the power to promote the rank of the land, up to the fifth rank.

At that time, even if Qiu Ping can't become the top of the earth, he will definitely be higher than the county god of Qipin.

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Ping's heart rose with infinite longing.

But he didn't know that this knowledge might not only bring people to the top, but also cause the world to revolt and die without a place to bury.

As the source of all this, as the butterfly that fanned the storm, what kind of cause and effect should he suffer in the future.

However, Qiu Ping hadn't thought so far-reaching.

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. In the future, the Chenghuang of the dog day no longer dared to command him to do a bunch of dirty work.

"Although we are loaches, we must also be a very fierce loach!"

Infinite pride rose in Qiu Ping's heart.

……

"It's strange, could it be that my old eyes are dizzy, why has his life changed so much." Far away in the bazaar of the underground river, the old clam spirit opened two shells and looked into the distance with a puzzled expression.

Jing Xinghuai is the "seed" of those bigwigs, and he will become a spiritual official in the future, but now he is confused, and everything is not clear.

The so-called spiritual officials are like the jinshi of the imperial court.

Although Shinto is long-lasting, it also needs to be replenished with talents, and these spiritual officers are the reserve of the gods.

However, the starting point of the spirit official into the divine path is much higher than that of Qiu Ping, who is a spirit, and he is at least an eight-rank judge, and the high-ranking one can even enter the seven-rank city god or be judged from the sixth-grade pass.

"Did someone meddle in this?" The old clam spirit had some bad premonitions in his heart.

"Could it be...... What did the god perceive? He was the first to suspect the body of the county god in Changning County, and in the entire county, only this god was qualified to affect the slightest change in the chess game.

In fact, the implementation of the "spiritual official system" is that some Shinto bigwigs want to promote Shinto reform.

In the past, many of the gods were directly appointed by important officials of the imperial court after their deaths. But most of those important ministers have families behind them, and even if Shinto is fair, it is difficult to guarantee that those gods will protect future generations.

This has caused a very serious consequence, those families are prominent in the mortal world, and they still have protection in the underworld, and if they expand from generation to generation, they will become entrenched wealthy families or even gate valves.

Not only that, but with the help of monopoly, the descendants of those families continued to be high-ranking officials in the court, and after death, they re-entered Shinto as an earthly deity.

If thousands of years pass, wouldn't even Shinto be monopolized by those family gates.

Many great gods are deeply aware of this trouble, but now that there are family gods sitting in high positions, if they forcibly change the law, I am afraid that it will cause turmoil in Shinto.

There was no way, the gods had to launch the "spirit officer system" first, and all the spirit officials were poor families or peasant children, far easier to control than those from the family.

Although just one Jing Xinghuai is nothing, Changning County is the place he supervises after all, and if something happens, he will not be able to escape responsibility.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and inhaled all the houses, streets, and creatures in the entire bazaar like a crumpled piece of paper. His shell flapped like a fluttering butterfly, and quickly left.

"Crackling."

After he left, a bunch of goblins fell to the ground, only to fall dizzy.

All the spirits looked around blankly, they weren't shopping at the underwater bazaar.

But...... Why is the bazaar missing?