Rebuilding Teyvat in another world

"I am the God of men."

Mr. Zhongli doesn't care who the emperor of this country is, nor does he care whether there are nobles in this country.

The system is a system, and life is life. In the past, he led Liyue, and the immortals around him were immortal, which was enough to suppress the plans of any ambitious person.

He has never experienced the feudal era, nor has he witnessed the change of human political power with his own eyes, so when he first faced this world, this Houjin who was designated as the Liyue of this world, he had a lot of expectations.

But it is clear that the country's ruler failed to live up to his expectations.

There is no political leadership and peace here, and it is not the Liyue where gold flows.

In Li's memory, he had seen such a world.

A country in turmoil, high-ranking officials and dignitaries who are still fighting among themselves even if they are on the verge of destruction, human beings who will never learn lessons from history, human beings are far more evil than the devil.

But at the same time, human goodness is far beyond imagination.

Since ancient times, there have been people who worked hard, people who worked hard, people who prayed for the people, and people who sacrificed their lives to seek the Dharma. They are the backbone of mankind.

People are such complex and difficult to distinguish existences. Even Zhongli, who has spent more than 6,000 years in the world, cannot clearly see through everyone.

Cowardly people will become brave and fearless, heroic spirit will gradually be corroded by wine and sex, and ordinary people will turn the tide at critical moments. He has witnessed too many miracles, too many brilliance of human nature, too many incredible things, He met too many people on this journey of walking with others, and even now, their looks are still clearly imprinted in his mind.

Those memories added to the wear and tear on his body, but they were also his greatest treasure along the way.

Some emotions will gradually fade away as time goes by, while some emotions will lose their impurities and shine with the polish of time.

Even if the mountains and rivers change with the years, the rocks will eventually return to dust, and the names of those who once walked the earth have long been forgotten, those past achievements and thoughts will not pass away with time, but will always be tenacious and shining.

Those friends from the past live in his memory and will follow him into the future.

The Eye of God hanging on Zhongli's lower back was crystal clear and shining with golden brilliance.

He lowered his eyes, his expression seemed to be compassionate, calm, and solemn.

He looked at the island of Guyun Pavilion in the distance and remained silent.

As early as Dadalia walked around Guyun Pavilion and said personally that Guyun Pavilion was the place where Morax sealed the ancient demon god, the originally unremarkable ruins were divided into military important areas.

The Jin army was led by the general, who was stationed in person and surrounded the small Guyun Pavilion with water. He resolutely eliminated the possibility of anyone inadvertently releasing the demon. Except for the orders of His Majesty the Emperor, he refused all orders and killed those who came close.

Such a strict ban could only be used by the imperial palace in the past, but no one thought there was any problem here.

Facing the ancient demon god, the enemy that is said to have destroyed the ancestors in ancient times, no matter how vigilant you are, you can't be too vigilant.

General Jin Jun ate the latest caught fish, looked at the rugged and steep terrain of Guyun Pavilion, like a spear thrown down, and sighed: "I eat fish every day, and I will be pickled to taste like salted fish. "

The lieutenant on the side brought a plate of fresh steamed crabs. The various fish and shrimps here looked weird, but the meat was really delicious. He said angrily: "What's the matter? It's your fault for eating fish. In the past These seafood in the imperial city only cost one tael of meat and one tael of gold, so even if you sell them, you can’t even afford them.”

He put the crab down hard and said: "Go and eat what you have. The situation in the country is getting more and more confusing now. The army is either suppressing uprisings or destroying mountains and temples every day. There are also robbers who block the road. You have been squeezed out by them and are only used for this purpose." Just look at the seal and have some fun, can you really do this to suppress the civilians?"

The general grabbed a crab and chewed it. While chewing, he said depressedly: "But this seal has not moved at all for thousands of years. Emperor Yanwang is not like those profiteers who make dregs. The seals are real." , look at a ghost."

The lieutenant general sat opposite him and rolled his eyes: "Just take a good look at it. If there is an order from above, then follow it. Don't ask why. This is not what you often scold those below. You don't have the brains."

"Nowadays, there are all kinds of things that are talked about by gods and gods, including gods and demons. I don't think our Jin Army will survive for long..."

He stopped suddenly and picked up his chopsticks: "Eat, eat, the meat won't close your mouth."

Maybe it won't be long before they won't have to suffer the emperor's jealousy.

Liyue's Qianyan Army sounds much more majestic than Houjin's Jin Army, and the Yanwang Emperor is said to be a sage monarch, which is much more pleasing to the eye than the self-righteous fool sitting in the palace.

He knew that that group of people had long disliked the general and him, the common people who had climbed out of farmers' households, and the bastards from wealthy businessmen's families who relied on their talent and ability to be equal to them.

If it weren't for His Majesty's checks and balances, they would have been exiled in the political struggle.

Don't think that His Majesty the Emperor cherishes talents. He supports and suppresses them at the same time. There are ups and downs, and you think you are just a hawk.

The eagle has no memory, how can a human be without memory?

After several ups and downs like this, Dasha Que knew what kind of virtue their emperor really was.

Pledge your loyalty to the death and go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn dreams.

The lieutenant general was eating fish while thinking about the current situation in his mind. Regarding their next supply of food and grass, fish cannot be eaten every day, and people will have problems. But His Majesty the Emperor obviously won't allocate too much food money to their army, as long as they don't starve to death.

How can I serve the King of Rocks?

This is a problem.

The lieutenant-general worriedly took small bites of the snow-white fish meat. The general in front of him glanced at him disdainfully: "I have been taking so long to eat for so many years. You are feeding the cat."

The lieutenant general was disdainful.

How can you, a rough guy like you, understand that such good ingredients need to be savored carefully.

Just as the two of them were eating in silence, suddenly a messenger came in quickly from outside the door: "Report, General, Your Majesty has an order for you to lead the entire army to withdraw from Guyun Pavilion and return to the imperial city to receive orders to suppress the bandits."

The two people in the room looked at each other, and suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the chopsticks in the general's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

This sound broke the silence in the room, and the general couldn't help but said: "Wang Laosi, you have a crow's mouth."

The deputy general knelt down and picked up the chopsticks dejectedly.

"Then who will be stationed here at Guyun Pavilion?"

The messenger was confused, but he still said dutifully: "It is said that they are Taoist priests from Qintian Prison."

The two people in the room looked at each other again, and both saw surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes.

Qin Tianjian, the Taoist priests who have been inherited from ancient alchemists, have always been the most elite force in the hands of the royal family. They have always been the last line of defense of the royal palace. They are inherited from family masters and apprentices. They are proficient in various spells and their status is comparable to the Royal Mage Group of the Volga Empire.

Their army is worthless compared to worshiping Taoist priests.

Has His Majesty the Emperor changed his gender?

Or maybe... Guyun Pavilion has made some major discovery in a short period of time, so important that no one except the Taoist priests from Qintian Prison believed it.