Great Creator

30 years ago.

The kings of Yasong are in Yasong City.

The most majestic building in Yasong City is the Royal City, and the outer circle of the Royal City is the place where officials at all levels do their work. Among them, the most deserted one might belong to the official residence of the historian.

The book characters are shaped like bamboo slips arranged side by side. The book house is the place where the bamboo slips of the Ya Kingdom are stored.

The historian is the official in charge of taking notes.

The chief historian is called Yin, and the general official is called internal history. In addition, there are many officials.

This generation of Yin, whose surname is He, is famous, and his ancestor was He Yu from the university.

As we all know, Ge She did not have any heirs, so it was passed down as a direct descendant of the historian, but he belonged to the disciple He family of Ge She.

It was already eight o'clock in the night.

The human race uses a 24-hour timekeeping method, with a sundial during the day and an hourglass at night.

Not every household has a drip, so the watchman is responsible for the task of telling the time.

Listening to the sound of the watchman's ringing on the street outside the window, Neishiban would like to put away the bamboo slips he was editing in his hand, put it on the shelf, and walked gently to the inner room of the house.

Across the corridor and the door curtain, Ban Jin could see the bean-like light beating slightly in the inner room from a distance.

He came to the door of the inner room, lifted the curtain, and stepped in. Sure enough, he saw an old man with a white beard wearing a purple patterned official uniform, lying in front of the bank, holding a pen and reading something.

"The teacher really hasn't rested yet." Ban Jin sighed.

This person is Chang Yin, He Ding, who is also his immediate boss of Ban Jin, who is also the teacher of the industry.

He Ding raised his head and glanced at him, then turned his head to signal: "Come and sit here."

Although the two of them are subordinates and subordinates, the relationship between master and apprentice is extraordinary, so you are naturally welcome. Ban Jin naturally came to He Ding obediently, lifted his robe, and sat down on the mat beside him.

He Ding stopped writing, put it aside, then handed the bamboo slips to Ban Jin, and said, "Read it."

Ban Jin took the bamboo slips and saw that it was Jing Guo's affairs recorded on it.

"The Kingdom of Ya in two or three years, and the Kingdom of Jing in five or three years, Wen Zhang abdicated, and the prince Wen Yu ascended the throne to become King Jing Ping, and the second son Wen Yuan was made the prince. In five years of the Kingdom of Jing, God...Huh?" Ban Jinnian The chanting sound stopped suddenly, because there was a passage here that was crossed out by He Ding.

It was originally written here, "The gods framed Wen Ling, the eldest son of the king, because of Prince Wen Yuan, and declared that Wen Ling was the reincarnation of the gods with the divine voice, and sent Wen Yuan to death, and the hourglass of the sky descended for the third time."

But this long paragraph was crossed out by He Ding, and new bamboo pieces were incorporated into the back.

Ban Jin is a little unclear. So, when he just wanted to ask He Ding why, He Ding urged him: "Don't worry about that paragraph, you follow what I wrote and read on."

Ban Jin had to continue to recite the following text: "...Wen Yuan was killed by a boulder in the fifth year of the State of Jing. In the fifth year of the State of Jing, Wen Ya, the third daughter of Wen Yuli, became the prince."

Jing Guo's record ends here for the time being, and Ban Jin put the bamboo slips on the table, full of doubts, not understanding why He Ding changed the historical records in this way.

"This record is made by our company's internal history. As you know, it is true." He Ding moved his aging body and sat facing Ban Jin. "Ban Jin, don't you think it's weird now, why should I change such a real record?"

"Teacher, the disciple is really puzzled. The teacher has taught me that the most important thing for a historian is to be straightforward and not afraid of the powerful. If this is the case, why does the teacher abolish the true record?"

He Ding was actually very happy after hearing these words. He looked at his disciple gently. Ban Jin is only 31 years old this year. He is very upright, but in many places he is still a little immature.

"Ban Jin, have you ever studied Ge Shi's history books?"

"Read it many times."

"Then you still remember what Ge Shi wrote at the very beginning-human history books, telling people, miracles are insignificant and cannot be traced."

"Remember, but..."

"Ban Jin, we are historians, not wizards. What the historians record must be the history of human races, not the history of gods. Of course, the gods came to the world and even warned us, but the gods are ultimately far away from our human races. The function of history books is to let people see the past and understand what is right, what is wrong, what should be done, and what should not be done."

"Historical books are just a mirror. If the gods are reflected in the mirror, do you want the gods to look at the historical books and understand what they have gained and lost? Therefore, the records of the gods in the historical books are really arrogant. What we can record, It's just human gains and losses."

Ben Jin sat down on his knees, listening to his teacher explaining for himself to revise the record, the confusion in his heart was gradually unraveled by the teacher's words, he thought for a moment, and then he woke up and said: "That's it, the teacher feels The entry of the gods into history is not only cumbersome, but also does not conform to the principles of governing history taught by Ge Shi. Therefore, the previous records of the gods of Jingguo came to the world and the punishment of the gods were deleted and changed. In the end, there were only records related to the human race."

He even reasoned by inferences: "Human history has a tradition of keeping taboos for the venerable. If this is the case, there is no dignity comparable to gods. If we don't record gods in history books, it must be correct."

He Ding nodded, and then said: "Actually, Ban Jin, if you look at the historical records of the human race, you will find that the shadows of the gods are always hidden than visible. In many cases, they will not be too much. Involved in our human race, these three things have become more obvious in recent years."

"The gods must... and don't want to interfere with our human race too much..."

He Ding stroked his long white beard, looked out the window and sighed.

Ben looked at the teacher's slightly hunched figure, and kept the teacher's teaching in his heart.

A few years later, He Ding retired from Yin's position, and Ban Jin took over the post of chief.

Before he abdicated, He Ding held his hand and gave him an important task.

That is to ask Ben to go to all parts of the human race, collect historical records from all countries, and compile a complete history book of Ya Kingdom.

Ban Jin assured him that this matter would be completed in the rest of his life~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Since then, Ban Jin has been devoted to collecting records from various countries and compiling them into his "History of Cliffs".

The editing of this historical annals takes a long time and is a major task that takes a lifetime.

Decades of time are fleeting, Yaguo 259 years old, Ban Jin is now 62 years old and has entered his twilight years.

He dismissed the position of Yin Chang two years ago and entrusted it to his most trusted disciple to ensure that the tradition of history writing would not be broken. He also taught his disciples like a teacher, and made him understand that history is the history of man, not the history of gods. This is the rule of historians.

However, an event that happened last fall completely overturned Ban Jin's thinking.

That is why King Zhuang knew that Beicheng had been punished by the gods.

After hearing about this, he deliberately went over and took a look, and didn't make the trip until the following year.

The journey from Yaguo to Zhuangguo was not too far, and Ban Jin took a book boy along the way and heard many comments from the people on the matter of knowing the city.