Chapter 906 Invite the Gods to Come to the World

"Master Supervisor, what do you want to see first?" A supervisor asked cautiously.

Jiang Hao looked at the large construction site in the distance, and now there are people busy working, and there are people everywhere, "Turn around all of them, and I will first understand the general situation."

"Okay, I'll call the supervisor a carriage." A supervisor said.

Why call it a carriage?

Because Qin Huang Mausoleum is too big.

Everyone got into the carriage, Jiang Hao himself, and the five supervisors squeezed into one, but this also made these guys feel very happy. They stood all night, and a group of carriages walked in, but the more Approaching Jiang Hao, the more he sighed at this incomparably huge imperial tomb, it was too huge.

According to the surveying and mapping of later generations, the Mausoleum of Qinhuangdao covers an area of ​​56.25 square kilometers, which is as large as more than 60 Forbidden City. The terracotta warriors and horses excavated by later generations are just nearby burial pits. Official roads, palaces, gardens, stone men and stone horses abound.

Not only the main imperial mausoleum, but also countless workshops and villages, located in it, some are casting bronze chariots and horses, some are making pottery figurines, some are making stone bars, and some are doing carpentry, each with a different division of labor.

You know, there are 400,000 people here, and some of the 400,000 people will reach the population of a county in later generations.

Jiang Hao saw a lot of terracotta warriors piled up in front of him, and thought, this is the famous Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang in later generations. He has seen Terracotta Warriors and Horses before, but they were buried for more than 2,000 years, but he has never seen the new ones. .

"Go over there and have a look." Jiang Hao said to the driver.

The convoy entered the village, where there were patches of adobe houses, with adobe walls and thatched roofs. There was a kiln next to the village, which should be specially used for firing pottery figurines. Good figurines, some people are painting these figurines.

Jiang Hao got out of the car and walked towards the open space. When the men who were working saw a group of adults getting off the carriage, they immediately stood aside one by one, cautiously daring to speak.

These pottery figurines are squatting or standing, with different shapes. The armors on their bodies are all dressed up by the Qin army. The armor, clothes, shoes, skin, and eyeballs are all painted with rich oil paints, each of them is lifelike.

Jiang Haoxin said, so this is the real terracotta warriors and horses, which are much more beautiful than those in Pit No. 1. Even the skin is flesh-colored, and the clothes of these people are many colors.

What's particularly interesting is that Jiang Hao looked around and found that almost none of these people's faces were the same, and some of them had cute mustaches. Jiang Hao asked curiously: "Who decided on the shapes of these faces? "

A person who should be a craftsman replied cautiously, "When casting pottery figurines, I said that people should be used as models. We don't have so many models, so many of them are made based on the faces of civilians."

Jiang Hao nodded,

Now I understand.

Jiang Hao looked at those adobe thatched huts again, walked over there, and found that there was nothing in these huts, only some thatch on the ground, and some were piled with tattered bedding. To sleep in the cold grass.

Leaving the village of pottery figurines, he walked for another quarter of an hour, and finally arrived at the main mausoleum of the Qin Emperor. Jiang Hao found that this was a huge construction site, and there were dense figures everywhere, all of them sitting with their heads down and working on their work.

Seeing the main mausoleum, Jiang Hao only had one word to describe it,

Big,

It's so big.

It is said that the underground 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 just the main hall of the underground palace.

After Jiang Hao scanned one of the main tombs, he looked more at the peasants. Jiang Hao found that these peasants were all haggard and listless, with blank expressions on their faces, but they had to use all their strength under the urging of the foreman , moving huge stone bars.

At this time, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the weather was extremely cold, but Jiang Hao saw that many of these peasants were only wearing single clothes, and some of their arms and trouser legs were worn into strips of cloth, tied with hemp rope, just like beggars, no, Worse than a beggar.

Some people wore cloth shoes with holes on their feet, and some wore open-toed straw sandals. Jiang Hao also saw some people stepping on the snow with bare feet without even a pair of shoes.

It is these people who cannot eat enough or wear warm clothes, but sit and work several times harder than ordinary people. In the end, a large number of skilled workers who know the secrets of the underground palace are all ordered to be 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 the people continued to build the outer mausoleums. When the rebel army appeared, these civilians had to take up swords and fight the rebel army in order to survive.

"parking!"

Jiang Hao shouted.

The carriage stopped immediately, Jiang Hao got out of the car, and the supervisor in the car behind saw that the supervisor got out of the car, and immediately rolled down.

Jiang Hao led this group of people to the main hall of the imperial mausoleum. The petty officials, foremen, and civilian husbands around saw them, put down their work, bowed and stood beside them.

"Take me to the entrance of the main hall of the underground palace to see where the broken dragon stone fell." Jiang Hao said.

"Master Jian, the entrance to the underground palace is here." A supervisor immediately stepped forward to lead the way. After walking for about ten minutes, he finally came to the entrance of the underground palace. He saw a complete huge stone blocking the entrance of the three-foot-high underground palace.

The dragon-breaking stone weighed a million catties, and it should have come down when the underground palace was finally closed. Unexpectedly, it fell now, completely blocking the entrance of the underground palace. No wonder Qin Shihuang was so annoyed, he didn't want him to go in.

Jiang Hao looked at Broken Dragon Stone with a frown, and asked, "Who knows the situation of Broken Dragon Stone best?"

A supervisor immediately came over and said: "Ran Le was originally in charge here, but he participated in the murder of the Lord, and has been arrested."

The man didn't go on.

Jiang Hao snorted coldly after hearing this, "Hmph, based on this alone, he can hardly escape the blame, so call a craftsman who knows how to do it."

Compared with officials, Jiang Hao believes in knowledgeable craftsmen.

Not long after, an old man was called, and the old man saluted Jiang Hao respectfully, "I have seen the chief supervisor."

Looking at this old man with a gray beard and ragged clothes, Jiang Hao's tone became much more gentle, "Let me ask you why the Broken Dragon Stone fell down."

"Back to the big supervisor, I don't know the little ones. Originally, the broken dragon stone was fixed with wedges at both ends. Only when the wedges were knocked off would it fall down. There was no earth dragon turning over before, so there may be some man-made damage."

Jiang Hao nodded, "How do you think it should be repaired in this situation?"

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally said: "For the sake of safety, the gate of the underground palace and the palace city were built together. Once it falls, it will be difficult to lift it up, unless the dragon stone is broken and the palace gate is removed to rebuild."

"However, in this way, the project will become huge. The entire vault of the palace needs to be demolished, which is equivalent to rebuilding the upper part. It will take at least two or three years, and the cost will be even greater."

Jiang Hao stepped forward, patted the huge dragon-breaking stone, looked around again, and looked up at the top. I have to say that the craftsmanship of these workers is very good. Basically, the gap between the dragon-breaking stone and the palace gate is only The size of two or three copper coins, the tool can't be inserted at all.

And how difficult it is to pry a boulder of five or six hundred tons.

"Old man, let me ask you, is there a seal on this stone gate." Jiang Hao pointed to the top of the Broken Dragon Stone.

"My lord, it's not closed." The old man replied.

"Then it should be no problem to dig out a few potholes below here without hurting the broken dragon stone." Jiang Hao asked, pointing to the stone on the ground.

The old man looked at it, "My lord, it's not difficult, it only takes a day to dig it out, and it's very simple to replace these stones, but my lord, even if there is a gap, there is no such big equipment that can lift it." Break the dragon stone."

If you put it in later generations, you can indeed find a machine that can lift a 500-ton boulder, but now it is the Qin Dynasty, and no one believes that someone can lift the Dragon-Breaking Stone.

Unless the gods come.

Jiang Hao looked at the old man and ordered: "Okay, I will leave this matter to you. You are here, here, here, and here, and here, here, here, here, and here, and here, dig six holes for me. It doesn't need to be big, just need to be able to fit in." It’s fine to enter a pothole the size of a rice bowl.”

"Ah, what are you going to do?" the old man asked curiously.

Jiang Hao said solemnly, "I want to lift the Dragon-Breaking Stone."

As soon as Jiang Hao said this, everyone around was stunned.

Several supervisors were dumbfounded.

The petty officials and craftsmen next to him were also dumbfounded.

Even Han Zhong, Ji Bu, and Lu Xin who followed Jiang Hao were the same.

Lifting the Dragon-Breaking Stone, how is this possible, absolutely impossible, no matter what these people think, they can't believe that someone can lift the Dragon-Breaking Stone.

"Okay, do as I said, and report to me as soon as it's done." After Jiang Hao finished speaking, he turned and walked back.

When Jiang Hao left, the petty officials and craftsmen who stayed here suddenly started talking.

"Lifting the Broken Dragon Stone, even the most powerful warrior in the world can't do it. This is definitely not something human can do."

"A million catties, this is a million catties Dragon Breaking Stone."

"What if my lord can really lift it up? Don't forget, our big supervisor is rumored to be an immortal. He used to save countless plague victims in our land of Jingchu?" here.

Returning to the carriage, Jiang Hao didn't go up, but turned around and looked at the supervisors following behind him, and said, "Tomorrow I will open the Broken Dragon Stone, and you will set up an altar at the entrance of the underground palace, how to get rid of it?" I know that the larger the scale, the better, to show respect to the immortals, tomorrow you will bring all the officials and nearby workers as many as possible to the entrance of the underground palace, and stand three hundred steps away from the entrance of the underground palace."

"I will ascend the altar, ask the gods to come down, lift up the broken dragon stone, and let the broken dragon stone return to its place." Jiang Hao said.

Several supervisors couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva,

this word,

to be honest,

They don't believe it.

But this is said by the supervisor, the immediate boss, and the leader who controls their lives, so even if you don't believe me, you have to handle it well.

"I'll follow the order, and I will do it properly." Several supervisors bowed together.