She walked out of the teahouse.

Zheng Manjing instantly changed from a gentle, virtuous, delicate and pitiful woman to a powerful and commanding queen.

She was indeed such a person!

In Ceylon, where the people worshipped Buddha, she had the status of a Buddhist woman and enjoyed a high status and power.

She turned her head and glanced at the woman who followed her out.

"Isn't that a vixen!" She mocked softly. Her agate stone-like eyes flashed with mockery.

However, the latter did not show any weakness and met her eyes.

"I know you!" He Rourou said slowly, "Your Highness, the Princess of Ceylon!"

"Do you know me?" Zheng Manjing could not help but become serious.

Ceylon was a Buddhist country, and the social atmosphere was extremely conservative.

The values remained before the industrial age.

This was something that could not be helped.

Ceylon was attacked on three sides, and they had to unite all the strength in the country to ensure their own safety.

Therefore, in Ceylon, members of the royal family, especially female members of the royal family, generally would not show their faces in public.

Even for a Buddhist girl like her, most people only heard of her name and did not see her.

She herself had been cultivating in the pagoda.

She rarely interacted with the outside world.

So...

Was this woman also a high-ranking official of a certain country?

He Rourou narrowed her eyes and looked at Zheng Manjing.

She smiled lightly. "A mere princess dares to snatch my master?"

For someone who already knew the greatness of her master.

He Rourou was very clear that every time she approached her master, she had to take a huge risk.

She understood that the great master definitely did not lack people who wanted to be his slaves.

Even a god, if he knew how great he was, would cry and shout, wanting to be his pet.

Just like the cat goddess.

Therefore, the cruel and bloody competition for the position next to her master was probably unimaginable.

Such a princess of a small country actually risked her life to come over.

She really didn't know how to spell the word 'death'!

Zheng Manjing frowned. "You call me Master Buddha?"

"Buddha?" He Rourou laughed loudly and used psionic power to communicate. "Stupid Woman! How do you know the greatness of the Master!?"

As she left, she wondered how such a shallow human could know the greatness of the master?

Buddha?

Haha!

...

It was 12:30 noon.

Ling Ping'an sat in the corner of the bus.

He was still thinking about the morning.

Zheng Manjing, He Rourou..

As he recalled how those two girls bid goodbye happily, he frowned and wondered what had been going on.

Even with face blindness, you can't tell beauty from ugliness.

But he has common sense.

For the past 20 years or so, he hasn't been very popular with women.

So, he could basically exclude the fact that he was more handsome than pan an.

At that time, he hadn't thought about it.

But now, when he looked back, this question surfaced.

"Zheng Manjing might be able to explain it with little aunt's flattery..."

As a young lady, she had never seen a person with a sinister heart and a simple mind. It wasn't like there weren't people who would do whatever others said.

"But... He Rourou isn't simple!"

"She knows me..." Ling Ping'an blinked his eyes.

Unfortunately, he didn't remember meeting her at all.

"Could it be..."as a web novelist, he suddenly remembered, "Someone that my parents or I donated to? Now that she's grown up, she's here to return the favor?"

It wasn't impossible.

It was just too small.

"Or someone that I used to know in school?"

As he thought about it, he felt a headache coming on.

"Forget it... I don't want to think about it..." He shook his head. "Anyway, they've gone to start their own business... There might not be a chance to see each other again in the future!"

At this moment, the bus drove from the main road into a bluestone road that was lined with pine and cypress trees on both sides.

The horn on the bus started to play solemn music.

There was a bass singing a traditional song slowly.

This was a song named 'Gan Tang' from the Book of songs.

It was also the official song of the Federal Empire of Xia.

Hence, Ling Ping'an turned his head and looked out of the window.

Ancient brick and wood buildings came into view.

Different from the modern skyscrapers, these buildings were usually very short.

The highest they could reach was around three stories.

Looking at these ancient buildings that were 200 or even 300 years old, Ling Ping'an slowly smiled.

That was because he remembered something.

He was very young at that time; he should be in primary school.

The teacher asked the students, "What do you all want to do when you grow up?"

The students all wanted to be soldiers, doctors, scientists and so on.

However, Ling Ping'an said, "When I grow up, I want to be the representative of Doctor Qing. I want to plead for the people's lives!"

The teacher was shocked.

He still remembered that he had received a comment that said, "Few have great ambitions.".

It was already very impressive for a child of a few years to be able to distinguish the difference between a scientist, soldier, doctor, and a representative of Doctor Qing.

Not to mention, at such a young age, he actually had the concept of pleading for the people's lives.

He was indeed a prodigy!

Unfortunately...

Ling Ping'an lowered his head, "In the end, I've injured Zhongyong!"

It was already good enoughthat he did not cause trouble for others nowadays.

However, he still came here in the end.

The core of power in the entire world.

It was said that it controlled the 'world's lifeblood and the palace of prosperity and decline'.

Federal Empire of Xia, Council of Ministers.

Furthermore, it was about to enter the Zhou Hall that was called 'truly controlling the power of the world'.

The Council of Ministers had two levels: Prefecture and people representatives.

Out of them, prefecture and people representatives were distributed according to the administrative region.

The number of prefecture and people representatives in the Guangnan Governor District and Xiangshan Autonomous Prefecture was the same. There were four of them!

As for the People's representatives, they were created according to the Constitution from the electoral districts.

And the division of electoral districts was based on population and economy.

For example, in the Guangnan region, with a population of 100 to 200 million people, dozens of electoral districts and dozens of People's representatives could be drawn.

Moreover, because of this division, the overseas kingdoms were not very satisfied, especially the kingdoms of the Western song and Northern Zhou, which were vast and sparsely populated. In the western song, some sparsely populated governor-general areas/provinces might only have a few seats in the entire governor-general area/province.

Therefore, slowly, the importance of the representatives of the state shepherds increased.

They became the deliberative bodies that actually held the power of legislative and budgetary review.

Moreover, the representatives of the state shepherds were particularly interesting.

They were not produced in the same way as the representatives of the people.

The representatives of the state shepherds, who had fixed seats, were to be allocated to the designated systems.

For example, education, health care, science, industry.

According to the Constitution, every governor's district/state, must have one representative from the designated industries.

Moreover, the seats in the Zhou Hall must meet the minimum requirements of the relevant industries stipulated in the constitution.

Both the central federal government and the local council of Ministers and physicians must have a minimum of seats from the designated industries.

Otherwise, it is illegal and must be re-elected.

This is the rule set by the great-grandfather.

In the words of the great-grandfather, "The representatives of the state pastors must become a populist firewall at all times. We must govern our country with science, professionalism, wisdom. We must also serve our parents well!"

The reason was also very simple. As children, if they find out that their parents want to take drugs because of life problems, would they really give it to them?

No way!

This was the answer he gave when he answered a general's question at the first consultation meeting of the ministers and physicians.

Therefore, in the ministers and physicians' assembly, the representatives of the state pastors had a high status and great power.

They connected the People's representatives of the Swallow Hall down, reviewed the legislation of the Swallow Hall and the governance of the central federal government, and had the power to summon the cabinet ministers to answer.

As for the People's representatives in the Hall of Yan, they only connected to the central federal government.

Other than the emperor and the Supreme Court, there was almost no strength to restrict them.

Now, the Emperor was ruling without taking charge.

Only the Supreme Court could make them lower their heads.

However, the Supreme Court was an appellate body. Someone had to sue them before they could take charge.

Therefore, in theory, the prefecture overseers' representatives in the hall of Zhou were actually the most powerful people in the world.

Even the central federal government had to curry favor with them to avoid being held back.

For Ling Ping'an, coming to the hall of Zhou could be considered a childhood dream of his.

Thinking of this, the bus stopped at the square in front of the hall of Zhou.

Just then, the door opened.

In the car's stereo, a sweet female voice appeared. "Distinguished guests, the son of Heaven is already in the hall of Zhou. He has prepared a sumptuous lunch for everyone. Please follow the number code on the invitation letter and queue up from the designated area to have your meal..."

"If there's anything you don't understand, you can always consult the volunteers we have arranged..."

"Enjoy your meal!"

The passengers on the bus got off one after another.

Ling Ping'an also followed the crowd and got off.

After getting off the bus, he realized that the square was already filled with hundreds of buses.

There was also an endless stream of buses carrying invited guests.

"There are actually so many people at this fellowship party?" He was shocked.

But on careful thought, the federal empire was too big.

For the imperial family to hold a fellowship party, inviting tens of thousands of people was a piece of cake.

If the guests from various countries were included, it wouldn't be surprising to gather a hundred thousand.

Just thinking about the figure of a hundred thousand, Ling Ping'an shrugged. "No wonder I couldn't find Chiba Michiko these two days!"

"She must be so busy that she doesn't even have time to sleep!"

He followed the crowd and walked toward the door of the hall of Zhou.

When he reached the door, he could see a huge bronze statue sitting at the entrance of the Hall of Zhou.

The person on the bronze statue was wearing a fluttering robe and a feather fan.

It was Duke Zhou!

Ever since Great Xia's founding, Kong Meng's status had been declining. Duke Zhou and Duke Zhao were lifted up and returned to the classical era.

This change caused the Gonghe party to sprout.

Even in the era of constitutionalism, the old Confucian intellectuals could not even raise their heads.

Hence, the old intellectuals who were forced into a corner formed the Datong Party.

Then, in the vast era of industrialization.

Regardless of whether it was the Datong Party or the Gonghe party, they had to grit their teeth and keep up with the times.

Just like contradiction and contradiction, their thoughts and theories were constantly evolving in the competition.

Looking at the seated statue of Duke Zhou, Ling Ping'an took out the invitation letter from his pocket and followed the crowd, lining up to enter through a door on the left.

Very soon, it was his turn.

A staff member received his invitation letter and took a look. He seemed to be surprised for a moment before he seemed to have thought of something and said enthusiastically, "Guest, would you like a private room or a dining room in the Hall?"

Ling Ping'an was shocked. "Do you have a private room?"

The other party smiled and said, "Yes!"

"We have prepared a private room for you... we can provide you with services at any time!"

A VIP invited by the royal family, this kind of treatment was still available.

Ling Ping'an looked at the crowd and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't want to trouble you guys!"

"I'll eat with everyone!"

"OK, this way please!"

The guests that the imperial family directly invited all had great backgrounds.

They had complete freedom of movement!

...

In the vast Great Qin ocean, rolling waves rippled out from the archipelago.

This was the most mysterious sea region in the world.

It was also the Hell's triangle that countless sailors and pilots spoke of.

Whether it was in the eastern context or the western context, it was the same.

The moon god of Sumeria was moving in the waves.

He could feel that the ocean from the back of the world was accumulating new hurricanes.

The next faith storm was coming soon.

Therefore, he inhaled a large mouthful of seawater and like a blue whale, created a huge whirlpool on the sea level.

Then, he spat out all the seawater he had inhaled.

Under the surface of the sea, he created a rotating water column.

A voice came from the water column.

"A guest is here!"

A huge crow's head emerged from the water column.

He looked at Nana and suddenly laughed. "I didn't expect that the fallen moon god could be resurrected!"

"Dear Nana, you really surprised me!"

Nana looked at the Crow Head. "Amon!"

"You are still here?"

Solomon, the 72-pillar demon god, had long been buried on the other side of time like the Sumerian gods.

The Civilization that carried them had long disappeared at the end of time.

Only the ruins and ruins were left.

But unexpectedly, the seventh-ranked 'Hermit' Amon still existed.

Thinking carefully, it was not an accident that Amon survived.

His priesthood was 'hermit', 'instigator', and 'instigator'.

With these characteristics, even if the civilization died, it could also be attached to the body of a new civilization.

But the problem was...

In Nana's memory, Solomon's 72-pillar demon god should be like his god system, completely absorbed by the Lord of the Cross religion.

"How did you escape?" asked Nana.

The crow-head quacked, "Of course... someone let me out!"

"Let me out?"

The crow-head said, "Of course!"

"But, this is not the place to talk!"

"Since you can find this place and know the ritual to summon me, then please follow me!"

He said in the water pillar.

As soon as Amon uttered that, a whirlpool appeared in the depths of the ocean.

On the whirlpool, a door flashed faintly. "Welcome, Sumerian Moon God!"

"Welcome to the secret realm!"