Chapter 910: : Please God

"Master, what do you want to see first?" A supervisor asked carefully.
Jiang Hao looked at the large construction site in the distance. Now that someone is busy working, there are people who are all around. "All around, let me know the general situation first."
"Okay, I'll call the coach for the supervisor." A governor said.
Why call a carriage?
Because Qin Huangling is too big.
Everyone got on the carriage, Jiang Hao own one, and those five supervisors crowded on one, but this also made these guys feel very happy, but they stood for one night, a line of carriages and horses went in, but the more When approaching Jiang Hao, he sighed more and more about this huge imperial tomb, which is too huge.
With the mapping of later generations, the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum covers an area of ​​56.25 square kilometers, with more than sixty Imperial Palaces. The terracotta warriors and horses excavated in later generations are just the funeral pits next to it. Official roads, palaces, gardens, and stone people and horses abound.
Not only the main emperor's mausoleum, but also countless workshops and villages. Among them, some are casting copper carriages, some are making pottery figurines, some are hitting stone bars, and some are carpenters.
You know, there are 400,000 people here, and some 400,000 people in future generations have reached the population of a county.
Jiang Hao saw a lot of pottery figurines stacked in front of him. He said to himself that this is the famous Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang in later generations. He has seen the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, but he has been buried for more than 2,000 years, but he has not seen anything new. .
"Go there and see." Jiang Hao said to the car.
The convoy entered the village. Here are adobe houses, with adobe walls and thatched roofs. There is also a kiln beside the village, which should be used for firing pottery figurines. On the open space, there are many burned Good clay figurines, some people are coloring them.
Jiang Hao got out of the car and walked towards the open space. The working folks saw the group of grown-ups coming off the carriage immediately and stood side by side, careful not to speak.
These pottery figurines are squatting or standing, with different shapes. The armor on their bodies is all dressed by Qin Jun. The armor, clothes, shoes, skin, and eyeballs are painted with rich oil paint, one by one.
Jiang Haoxin said that this is the real terracotta warrior, but it looks much better than those in Pit # 1, even the skin is flesh-colored, and the clothes of these people are even better.
What's particularly interesting is that Jiang Hao looked around and found that almost none of these people had the same face. Some had a cute moustache. Jiang Hao asked curiously: "Who set these faces? "
One who should be the head of a craftsman carefully replied, "When casting pottery figurines, we said that we should be modeled on people. We do n’t have so many templates, and many of them are made based on the face of a man."
Jiang Hao nodded,
Now that's clear.
Jiang Hao looked at the adobe huts again, walked to the other side, walked into the huts and found that there was nothing in the huts. There were only some thatched grass on the ground and some tattered bedding. I wanted to come to these people for a hard day, and at night Go to sleep in the cold thatch.
After leaving the Terracotta Figurine Village and walking for another quarter of an hour, he finally came to the main tomb of the Qin Emperor Mausoleum. Jiang Hao found that this was a huge construction site. There were people everywhere, densely packed, and they all sat bowing their jobs.
Seeing the main tomb, Jiang Hao only had one word to describe it.
Big,
It's so big.
It is said that the palace is 392 meters wide from east to west and 460 meters long from north to south, with a total area of ​​about 180,000 square meters.
What concept,
270 acres.
This is only the main palace of the earth palace.
After Jiang Hao swept over the same main tomb, he looked more at the husbands. Jiang Hao found that these husbands were bleached, listless, and all looked stubborn, but they had to use the foreman's urging to exert their whole strength. , Moving a huge piece of stone.
At this time, the snow was getting heavier and the weather was extremely cold, but Jiang Hao saw that many of these folks were wearing single clothes, and some of their arms and trouser legs were worn into cloth strips and tied with twine. It was like a beggar. Better than a beggar.
Some people wore ragged cloth shoes, and others wore open-toed straw shoes. Jiang Hao also saw someone who didn't even have a pair of shoes, so he stepped on the snow barefoot.
These are the people who can't eat or wear enough, but they are sitting harder than ordinary people, and in the end, a large number of technical workers who understand the secrets of the underground palace were all killed by Qin II to prevent the secrets of the underground palace from being leaked. It is said that there are tens of thousands of people in this group.
The remaining part of them continued to build the wàiwéi mausoleum. When the insurgents appeared, in order to survive, these civilians had to take up swords and insurgents to kill them.
"parking!"
Jiang Hao shouted.
The carriage stopped immediately, Jiang Hao got out of the car, and the supervisor on the back of the car saw the chief supervisor get off the car and rolled down immediately.
Jiang Hao took these people to the main hall of the imperial mausoleum. The clerks, foremen, and husbands around looked at them, and they put down their work and bowed and stood beside them.
"Take me to the main palace entrance to see where the broken dragon stone fell." Jiang Hao said.
"Master, the entrance to the palace is here." A supervisor immediately approached the road and walked for about ten minutes. Finally, he came to the entrance to the palace and saw a complete megalith blocked at the entrance of the palace.
The broken dragon stone weighed a million pounds, and it should only come down when the earth palace was closed last. I didn't expect it to fall now, completely blocking the gate of the palace. No wonder Qin Shihuang would be annoyed. This mother didn't want him to go in.
Jiang Hao frowned and looked at Broken Dragon Stone, and asked, "Who knows the situation of Broken Dragon Stone best?"
A superintendent immediately said: "Ran Le was originally responsible for this, but he was involved in the murder of the adult and has been ..."
This person didn't keep talking.
Jiang Hao heard Lengheng's cry. "Huh, he can't blame him just because of this one, and call an expert craftsman."
Compared to officials, Jiang Hao believes in skilled craftsmen.
Not long after an old man was called, the old man saluted respectfully to Jiang Hao, "I've seen the supervisor."
Looking at the old man with gray beard and shabby clothes, Jiang Hao's tone became more kind. "I ask you why the broken dragon stone fell."
"Back to the superintendent, I didn't know the little ones. Originally, the broken dragon stone had wedges on both ends. Only when the wedges were knocked off would it fall. There was no earth dragon to turn over before, so there may be human destruction."
Jiang Hao nodded. "How do you think this situation should be fixed?"
The old man froze for a moment, and finally said, "For the sake of insurance, the gate of the palace and the palace are built together. Once it falls, it will be difficult to lift unless the broken dragon stone is cut and the palace gate is rebuilt."
"But this way, the project will become huge, and the entire palace vault needs to be removed, which is equivalent to rebuilding the upper part, which will take at least two or three years, and the cost is even greater."
Jiang Hao stepped forward and patted the huge broken dragon stone. He looked around and looked up at the top. I have to say that these workers have very good craftsmanship, basically, the gap between the broken dragon stone and the palace door is only The size of two or three coins can't be inserted at all.
And how difficult it is to pry five to six hundred tons of boulders.
"Old man, I ask you, this stone gate may be closed." Jiang Hao pointed to the top of Broken Dragon Stone.
"Master, there is no closure." The old man replied.
"Then knocked out a few potholes below, without breaking the dragon stone, it should be fine." Jiang Hao asked, pointing at the stone on the ground.
The old man looked at it, "Going back to adults, this is not difficult. It only takes one day to knock them out. It is very simple to go back and replace these stones. It is very simple. Even adults, even if there is a gap, there is no such large instrument. Breaking dragon stone. "
If you put it in later generations, you can really find a machine that can lift 500 tons of boulders, but now it is the Qin Dynasty, no one believes that someone can lift the broken dragon stones, it is simply delusional, dreaming.
Unless the gods come.
Jiang Hao looked at the old man and ordered: "Okay, this thing is up to you. You are here, here, here and here and here. Cut six holes for me. It does n’t need to be big, you just need to be able to put it. Just a bowl-sized pothole. "
"Ah, what do adults do?" The old man asked curiously.
Jiang Hao said solemnly, "I want to lift the broken dragon stone."
When Jiang Hao said this, everyone around him was stunned.
Several governors were stupid.
The officials and craftsmen next to him were also stupid.
Even Han Zhong, Ji Bu, and Lu Xin who were with Jiang Hao.
Raising the Broken Dragon Stone, how is this possible and absolutely impossible, these people can't believe that anyone can lift the Broken Dragon Stone no matter what they think.
"Okay, just do as I said, and get back to me as soon as possible." Jiang Hao finished, turned and walked back.
When Jiang Hao left, the officials and craftsmen who stayed here immediately talked.
"Lifting the Broken Dragon Stone, even the most powerful warrior in the world can't do it. This is by no means human."
"Millions of pounds, this is a million pounds of broken dragon stone."
"Well, one big man can really lift it up, don't forget, our ambassador made the rumor, but it's a fairy. UU reading www.uukanshu.com was once in our land of Jingchu, rescued countless plagues?" It looks like the original Chu country.
Back at the carriage, Jiang Hao didn't go up, but turned to look at a few supervisors behind the buttocks and said, "Tomorrow I will turn on the broken dragon stone. You set up an altar at the gate of the palace. The letter knows that the larger the scale, the better, as a sign of respect for the immortals. Tomorrow, you will bring all the officials and the nearby workers as much as possible to the gate of the palace, and stand 300 steps away from the gate of the palace. "
"I will go up to the altar and ask God to come down and lift the broken dragon stone to return it." Jiang Hao said.
Several governors couldn't help but swallowed a spit,
Then,
to be frank,
They don't believe it.
But this was said by the chief supervisor and the boss who was holding their small lives. Even if you do n’t believe you, you have to deal with it.
"I will do it properly when I obey," several supervisors bowed together.