Mr. Dean, is it really worth it for you to offend these reckless men?
...
Jinghua.
This time, it's not the palace.
It is the only tall building in Beijing that can be compared with the imperial palace.
at this time.
An old man dressed in black and with white hair looked at the astrolabe on the table carefully.
Time passes little by little.
That's right.
This is the Qin Tianjian of the Longyan Dynasty, a department responsible for observing stars, astronomy, and calculating solar terms.
Observation and timing!
This has been the duty of Qin Tian Jian since ancient times.
However......
Celestial phenomena themselves are full of endless mysteries and rules.
Qin Tianjian not only observes the weather and tells time, but also investigates the destiny of the country.
Today's Longyan is very chaotic.
Today's Beijing is very chaotic.
Just like the cup of tea in front of Qin Tianjian, Yuan Qingming, the tea leaves were scattered everywhere, directly affecting his urge to drink.
"Teacher, teacher, I'll go change your tea right away, right now!"
At this time, a sweaty boy ran in, saw Yuan Qingming staring at the tea cup in a daze, and said quickly.
Yuan Qingming chuckled and waved his hand: "Which family are you from again?"
The boy had a bitter look on his face: "The King of Qin's people!"
Yuan Qingming nodded.
As the news that Xie Tianyao was ill came out, the usually crowded Qintian Prison was more lively than the vegetable market. Every day, noble people from all walks of life came to the door... For no other reason than they
To calculate.
They wanted to ask Yuan Qingming what the fate of the country was like.
To put it simply, ask him, how many years will the current emperor still have Guo Zuo?
Is it going to die this year?
What will the situation in Beijing be like?
What will happen to Long Yan's national destiny?
There was an endless stream of people from the crown prince, the third prince, and the seventh prince.
Yuan Qingming sighed: "It's chaos, it's really chaos... But I have limited moral skills and I really can't understand this seven-kill game..."
Game of Seven Kills!
The young man's face changed drastically and he didn't dare to speak.
Being in the Qintian Prison, one naturally knows to keep some secrets secret. Moreover, the first-hand information obtained by the Qintian Prison must be sent to the Yangxin Palace as soon as possible.
but......
Yuan Qingming has not dared to do so recently.
Yes, he didn't dare.
He saw that Xie Tianyao's emperor star was slowly fading on the Seven Kills star chart.
So......
After he faded away, the Seven Kills began?
But at this point in time, it’s obviously not right...
Because he could see a seemingly inconspicuous star in the northwest corner of the astrolabe... He had already discovered this existence without any shining points as early as a year ago.
.....
At first, he didn't take it seriously.
Every year in Yangyang Longyan, some geniuses are born and then fade away.
But, I didn't expect...
In just two years!
This star actually began to shine slowly.
at this time.
He is already as dazzling as the crown prince and the third prince in the capital.
Is this the beginning of the seven-kill game?
This star is like a greedy wolf, running rampant and ignoring the rules.
Intrusion.
Anyone who breaks in will bring chaos to the world.
Yuan Qingming sighed: "Let's see how long Wang Chao's second son can trap him..."