In the eyes of outsiders, Sun Qiukai is an extremely self-disciplined guy with very fixed living habits. He is a bit boring and likes food and meat.

But only he himself knows that in addition to these superficial identities, he is also a secret agent of Heibingtai. Every once in a while, he will write an investigation report.

The content of the investigation report is based on what I have heard and seen in recent times. It may be something that I personally think is abnormal, or it may simply be the result of some parents’ selfishness.

Although Sun Qiukai didn't know the use of these things that could be easily inquired about, but as the above said, he had no choice but to do this.

Chewing the steamed bun, pricking up his ears, and drinking a glass of water, he started his work.

…

"I'm going to be rich soon."

"Why? Do you have any special way to make money?"

"Now, due to the influence of swine fever, the price of pork has increased, and I will start raising pigs soon. Will I make a fortune soon?"

"What advantages do you have? Have you raised pigs before? Can you raise them?"

Perhaps it was because of their loud voices, or perhaps because the recent increase in pork prices was related to people's livelihood. In short, when everyone heard this, they all fell silent and listened to their chatter.

"I didn't know how to do it before, but I will be able to do it soon. As for why, I won't tell you because of confidentiality."

"But what I can say is that it only takes one night. After one night, I will be an expert in raising pigs. I am familiar with various pig raising techniques, and then I can start raising pigs. Unlike others, it takes ten and a half days just to understand the contents of the book."

Months or even longer.”

"Imagine that the new pig will be half a month or even a month earlier than others. What is the concept? It's all money!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Sun Qiukai smiled slightly, opened the postpartum care of sows that he had copied, and began to read it seriously.

As for the melon-eaters, they were surprised. There have been various rumors in the past few days. Some people said that the king built a heavenly palace in the sky. If you enter the heavenly palace, you can live forever. Some people said that the king has obtained the elixir of immortality and you can live forever.

Someone else said...

In short, there are all kinds of rumors, some of them are quite true, but some of them are also nonsense. This is actually the Black Ice Platform warming up in advance to prepare for the complete announcement of Jiuchongtian. In case the common people will be disappointed later

If there is no response, then it will be a quiet moment.

"Is the Heavenly Palace real?"

"Didn't many experts say this? The world is lacking. The king suppresses the sea of ​​Haotian vitality, which is equivalent to mending the sky with his own body. Then he becomes the lord of the world and builds a new Xianyang in the sky..."

"I heard that one day on earth and ten days in heaven is true?"

"I don't know either. There are too many rumors like this..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, a scholar in blue shirt who carried a sword finally couldn't sit still, "This brother..."

…

At night, Sun Qiukai writes about his experiences under the red candle. This is his job and his habit.

There are too many peripheral intelligence officers like Sun Qiukai. Their statuses range from high to low, some are county magistrates, some are civil servants, but most of them are just the most inconspicuous ordinary people.

Perhaps the content written by each of them is very common and ordinary, but when the number increases to a certain extent, and then summarize their contents, this is a portrait of all living beings in Xianyang.

In an ordinary world, it would be difficult to complete such a large amount of work. But this is a Great Qin with martial arts and Taoism. Especially when the Nine Heavens comes out, innate masters can enjoy a ten-to-one time flow rate.

For others, one day is just one day, but they can use one day as ten days. You think it is just a short while, but half a day has passed for others!

Every morning, Ying Zheng would receive a picture of all living beings in Xianyang compiled by Hei Bingtai. The colorful pictures and texts were bound together like a comic book.

Another early morning, Ying Zheng finished reading the comic strip in his hand, handed it to Dong Jun who was standing aside, and then took his son Fusu from Dong Jun's arms.

In his perception, although Fusu was only a few months old, there was a strong vitality in his body. This was the result of the parenting scriptures.

Under the protection of this vitality, Fusu will grow up healthily and will not get sick due to various inconspicuous factors. It is really a great contribution.

Today's parenting practices have been greatly improved in efficiency due to constant revisions, and the minimum requirement has been reduced from taking precious tonics to three dry meals a day and one meal of meat every ten days.

If you eat poorly, the effect will be poor, and if you eat well, the effect will be good. As for continuing to lower the conditions, it will cost people's lives. During pregnancy, pregnant women need to take a lot of supplements. Continuing to lower the conditions will only lead to one death and two lives.

Even though it has flaws and many restrictions, as soon as the parenting book came out, it still earned Nianduan a great reputation, and he was directly upgraded from Mr. Nianduan and Master Nianduan to Nianzi.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, she is the only one who calls herself son. Even conservative Confucianists, when asked about this matter, can only hold their necks and nod in praise.

After a while, Dongjun finished reading the picture of all living beings in Xianyang in his hand: "This picture is convenient, but if you rely too much on this picture, you may be deceived."

"Even if it's a bit extreme, what you see through this painting one day is just what the people below want you to see. As for what is going on in Xianyang, I think it's better to go out and take a look in person.

It’s better to take a look.”

Hearing this, Ying Zheng smiled and nodded: "Reading more is still beneficial, and reading more history books is even more beneficial. Seeing you like this, I feel relieved."

Having said this, Ying Zheng picked up another piece of information, this information was about Jiuchongtian. It is late spring and early summer, and according to the established plan, the existence of Jiuchongtian has been spread downwards level by level.

At the beginning, only officials of the fifth rank and above knew the news. At that time, there were only two buildings in the Nine Heavens, the Martial Arts Hall and the Memory Library, and their appearance was that of Xianyang City.

Now, with the imagination of civil servants and military generals, there is an arena specifically for personal battles, a historical battlefield that is specifically used to simulate battlefields and review battles, allowing ordinary people to experience the cruelty of war. As for memory.

The library has even been played with flowers...

"Nine Heavens is very important, and it will become more and more important. I wouldn't trust this position to an outsider. It's up to you, Concubine Yan."

"Is your Majesty planning to announce the existence of Jiuchongtian?" Dongjun asked.
Chapter completed!