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Sure enough, it is similar to the city god system in previous generations. The administrative division is roughly divided into three levels, from bottom to top: county, prefecture, and capital.

Unlike the city god who governs the civil and military forces, this world divides it into two groups: civil and military.

They are on equal footing with each other, with a clear division of labor and mutual checks and balances, so that one party will not become the dominant one until the end.

Cheng Yu suddenly wanted to know who initiated this system of dividing civil and military forces into the Yins.

Seeing that the orange cat demon was so familiar with these underworld scandals and gossip, Cheng Yu asked him how he knew about them.

The cat demon laughed and said that these three hundred years have been really difficult. It also has a pair of magical eyes with blue light. The Yin and Yang worlds are all under its nose. How could it not know?

Cheng Yu was silent, he was so keen on gossip and scandals, no wonder he was not as good as Yuan Deng in cultivation.

……

Yinsi.

Wujun Palace.

A dark-faced and bearded man, wearing a full set of general armor, sat in the general's chair, with a judge dressed as a general kneeling half-kneeling at his feet.

"To report to Lord Wu, I will report that my subordinates patrolled the city at night and found the scholar Zhuang Huaijin under the Bell and Drum Towers..."

The judge deliberately pronounced the word Zhuang Huaijin with an accent, then paused and continued:

"...The words annotated in the book recently are glowing with golden light, and there is something hidden..."

"What's hidden?"

Wu Jun held the sword on his waist with one hand and held the case with the other, leaning forward and asked calmly.

"There is a hint of a written holy order."

"Oh? Hahahahaha, get the Yin and Yang book!"

The judge below was already prepared. He took out a volume from his arms and raised his hands high.

Wu Jun made a big move, and the volume automatically flew to the top of the koan.

"Wow... Wow..."

The sound of turning pages of books could be heard in the Wujun Palace.

"Haha! Wonderful. I am indeed a descendant of the banker.

Hey hey hey! What a twist of fate, even though Wen Bing's son was the top scholar in his lifetime, the literary talent of his descendants is not as good as the rest.

Now they have become a merchant family, and they can only rely on their money to donate money and take up a job as a foreign minister to make up for their dignity.

Although my dealer is a military commander, I don’t want to be a literary sage.

I really want to see the expression on Wen Bing's face when he learned about this, hahahaha!"

All the judges in the hall were so blessed that they congratulated each other:

"Congratulations, Mr. Wu!"

"Wujun is mighty!"

"Mr. Wu is good at nurturing talents!"

When Lord Wu heard a judge praising him for his talent, he waved his hand and said displeasedly:

"Eh? What nonsense are you talking about?

Although this Zhuang Huaijin is my direct descendant, Zhuang Dakuan, he is separated from me by more than three hundred years and twenty generations. I would not know that he is a great-great-grandson of a certain family without looking through the Yin and Yang Book. How can he be considered a talented person?

If word spreads, those who don’t know about it will think that the general is partial and secretly went to the world to take care of future generations!

We are all brave warriors, and we cannot imitate the rotten flattery of those literati. Well, everyone should return to his place, hehehehehe..."

"Yes! Respect Jun's decree."

"I will finally retire."
Chapter completed!