I live forever in the fairy world

Chapter 51

"Who is this?"

Zheng Sanfa's eyes fell on Qin Yuan.

Swept to the left side of Qin Yuan's collar and tucked it up.

Added another sentence: "The left collar is tucked up"

Suppressing the speechlessness in his heart, Qin Yuan buttoned up the collar that was tucked up on the left side.

"The lower official is the record of the Zuo History Academy. As a rule, the words and deeds of the governor's first entry into the capital should be recorded in the annals of history. When Song Huishou came, it was also recorded by the lower official."

Qin Yuan cupped his hands and said.

The second half of the sentence was added by him on purpose.

In case the other party doesn't like him.

When Zheng Sanfa heard Zuo Shiyuan just looked Qin Yuan squarely, and heard the first three words of Song Hui, he seemed to be a different person.

Solemnly said: "When I finish the matter in front of me, I must find the record and discuss it in detail."

"it is good"

Qin Yuan nodded.

After that, I have nothing to do with myself.

Qin Yuan took the initiative to lean back a little.

He is purely a part-time job, and it's his job to keep a low profile.

Zheng Sanfa exchanged pleasantries with some high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen for a while, and was about to enter the city.

The sudden thunder and lightning without warning at the end of the world was astonishing.

Everyone looked over.

“There seems to be someone inside”

The distance is too far, Qin Yuan can't see clearly.

"Could it be that someone is going through the catastrophe?"

someone exclaimed.

Cross the catastrophe!
It was the first time Qin Yuan saw someone crossing the catastrophe.

"Thinking that once you embark on the road of cultivation, as long as your cultivation base continues to grow, you can live as long as you want. Hey, there is still a catastrophe in front of you."

A gentleman said gloatingly.

Many people agreed.

This kind of heart is just like the common people like to watch the beheading of the masters.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The catastrophe stopped suddenly.

It was as if what had happened before was just an illusion.

"It's too short"

"Don't guess, it must be dead"

……

Qin Yuan's expression froze suddenly, why didn't he survive the catastrophe?
It is said that I have more than 170 years of mana, and I should have crossed the catastrophe long ago.

Soon, Qin Yuan came to his senses.

His cultivation has nothing to do with this world.

Heaven can't control him at all.

"It turns out that this is the power of automatic mana growth"

Qin Yuan sighed in his heart.

Then, he had another doubt.

Why was everyone unable to practice for so long?
Qin Yuan has read the history books, and there is no mention of large-scale cultivation in the history books.

Has there been a catastrophe against monks in this world before?

If yes, what kind of catastrophe?
Is it like a great calamity?
Or should we simply prevent everyone from practicing?

Or take away the monk's lifespan all at once?
If it is the first one, Qin Yuan has to be more careful.

If it is the latter two.

Qin Yuan would laugh out loud in his dreams.

"Into the City"

Zheng Sanfa's voice interrupted Qin Yuan's thoughts.

The crowd followed Zheng Sanfa into the city.

About half an hour later, a group of people arrived at the ruling, er, now the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion.

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 say it before?"

Yang Huchan smiled wryly: "The governor's sworn brothers are not one thousand, but eight hundred."

The governor's brother is cheaper than toilet paper... Qin Yuan was very speechless.

At this moment, Zheng Sanfa's voice faintly came from ahead: "Brother Xiang, you and I hit it off right away, why not become brothers."

Qin Yuan: "..."

"Let's go in too"

Yang Huchan said helplessly.

Qin Yuan suppressed the amused feeling 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 slightly bent.

Noticing Qin Yuan looking at himself, Yang Huchan said with a smile: "When you get older, you will be like me, people will inevitably grow old."

Qin Yuan didn't speak.

After walking for a long time, I came to the Palace of Preserving Harmony, where banquets are held.

It is already full of delicacies.

But no one ate it.

Everyone came to make friends with Zheng Sanfa, not to eat.

Qin Yuan found a corner to sit down and eat.

puff!
what.

I took another bite of other dishes.

puff!
It's so light.

Qin Yuan glanced at the dignitaries who didn't look at the food, he might have misunderstood them.

suddenly.

Someone stood up and complained to Zheng San: "Governor, the God damn Sun Laodian dug up the tombs of the Empress Dowager and the two former emperors, please punish him."

Zheng Sanfa was taken aback: "There is such a thing"

He asked himself that he was not a good person, but he never did digging people's ancestors' graves.

The conversation between the two seemed to light a powder keg.

A group of people stood up and demanded that Sun Laodian be severely punished.

According to them, skinning Sun Laodian and executing him would be light.

"Don't worry, I will deal with such despicable people strictly."

Zheng Sanfa said sternly.

By the time the banquet was over, it was already dark.

Qin Yuan was led by the guards to the outside of the dilapidated Funing Hall.

Thinking of this, Duan Hu, Weiting, Longxuan, Chonghui, and the emperors of the Hun Dynasty who stayed here.

A poem flashed in Qin Yuan's mind: Life is like a traveler in the world.

The meaning of this poem is: people born between heaven and earth, like travelers on a long journey, return to dust as quickly as they are eager to return home.

Boom!bang...

Why thunder in winter?

Well, it's not impossible.

In winter, sometimes the temperature rises suddenly, and there will be thunder.

But the problem is that it's cold today.

Could it be that someone is going through the catastrophe again?
Qin Yuan raised his head.

As soon as the sky and the earth brightened, a terrifying thunderbolt struck down from the sky.

The Palace of Funing was directly lit, and soon a raging fire broke out.

Quickly reduced to dust are palaces.

Qin Yuan added in his heart.

The Palace of Funing is gone.

The guards took Qin Yuan to the nearby Wan'an Palace.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Sanfa came reeking of alcohol.

Looking at the Funing Hall that was on fire not far away, his expression was complicated.

"The Grand Governor"

Qin Yuan came out quickly.

"Oh, I kept the record waiting for a long time." Zheng Sanfa retracted his gaze and said with a smile.

"I just arrived too"

After entering and sitting down, Zheng Sanfa's first sentence was to ask Qin Yuan what he and Song Yufu talked about back then.

Qin Yuan 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 didn't really agree with Song Yufu's proposition.

Just regard Song Yufu as a memorial archway that gathers people's hearts.

"Governor, how about we start recording?"

"it is good"

Zheng Sanfa took advantage of the situation and agreed.

No matter how I look at it, I can't wait.

Qin Yuan asked as if chatting: "I heard that the governor is going to get married?"

The news that Zheng Sanfa was going to get married was heard by Qin Yuan on the way here.

She married Song Yufu's daughter, Song Fanghua.

Qin Yuan also heard that Zheng Sanfa cruelly divorced his original partner 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 came to marriage, Zheng Sanfa had a smile on his eyes.

Marrying Song Fanghua means that he has completely become the embodiment of Song Yufu.

Within the Zhongzhi Army, no one can shake his position anymore.

"Congratulations to the Governor"

It turned out that Song Fanghua's nickname was Little Lantern.

According to the customs of this world, only fat people will be teased as lanterns.

Could it be that Miss Song is a fat man.

Qin Yuan thought secretly.

"Thank you"

Xie Cheng and thank you mean the same thing.

(End of this chapter)