Moving forward along the jade corridor, another thousand steps, the terrain suddenly widened, and two large rivers of living water like dragon-swinging tail appeared on both sides of the corridor. The two rivers stretched out toward Xianyang, and the water flowed rapidly, and the waves rolled up by the wind were empty. One of them flowed northward, and the water flowed turbidly, forming a shape of several characters. The torrent, like a sharp sword, with the power of thunder and the momentum of the turbid waves, split the "mountain" and "deep canyon" {modeled} in the continuous mountains, flowing and rushing.

The water surface of the river to the south is wide and relatively calm, with layers of misty smoke covering the water, like thousands of fairies singing and dancing in the gurgling river water. The river flows on the vast plain with a majestic posture as horizontal as a mirror.

This Wang Zhu doesn't need to be explained by others. It is the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. Of course, they are all condensed and imitated products.

Crossing the "Yangtze River", Wang Zhu suppressed his inner excitement and disbelief in his eyes, tried hard to make a calm tone and asked Li Xin: "Where are these people living?"

Li Xin's eyes lit up and he said anxiously: "Your Majesty, you are in the Mausoleum of Mount Li!"

Wang Zhu looked up and saw a staggered and vast main hall, covering an area of ​​vast land. The scale and momentum were even greater than that of the Dazheng Palace. The most exciting thing was the twelve generals in front of the main hall. Each bronze man was ten feet high and weighed more than 100,000 kilograms. On the left, each bronze statue was covered with helmets and swords, brave and upright, and heroic. On the right, the six seats were gentle and elegant, with bright eyes, cunning eyes, and wisdom in the world. All were lifelike, smooth lines, and real expressions, just like living people. Their delicate workmanship was so exquisite that they could be called peerless.

The bronze statue is engraved with the names of these people, from left to right: Baili Meng Mingshi, Bai Yibing, Xiqishu, Bai Qi, Meng Ao, Wang Jian; the six on the right are Baili Xi, Shang Yang, Fan Sui, Wei Liaozi, Zhang Yi, and Wang Ao.

Wang Zhu knew these people that they were the twelve most famous officials who had revived the Qin State since Duke Miao of Qin.

Wang Ben heard Li Xin’s idea and felt that he wanted to show his performance, so he hurriedly said, “The First Emperor pacified the six kingdoms, destroyed the city walls of various vassal states, confiscated all the weapons in the world, gathered in Xianyang, melted them all, and cast them into twelve bronze men. He placed them in the Afang Palace. First, to prevent the descendants of the six kingdoms from rising up and causing chaos, and second, to show that from now on, the Qin Dynasty would no longer have to use wars and fight, and the world would always be peaceful. Now, these twelve bronze men of 100,000 jin were just in handy. Your Majesty could burn the bronze men and use copper juice to forge weapons. Then our army's military can last for at least ten years.” [Historical Materials]

Wang Zhu became happier the more he heard it. Qin Shihuang was not given for nothing. Nothing he did before was related to the fate of the Chinese people in the world and even thousands of years later. However, this kind of collecting the world's soldiers and casting bronze men can be said to have saved Wang Zhu.

Wang Zhu immediately ordered: "Gongziying, I will leave this matter to you. All the bronze men were burned to me and cast weapons to kill the enemy. It must be fast."

Gongziying was not a pedantic person either. There were very few pedantic Confucian scholars in the Qin Dynasty. He immediately replied: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, there is the largest metallurgical workshop in the Afang Palace, so this should not be difficult."

Wang Zhu thought to himself that Afang Palace is so all-encompassing: "Let's go and have a look." Gongziying said: "Fifty miles away, the road is long." Wang Zhu said: "It's okay, take a bus."

"Dingdang, Dingdang" sounds of crisp and pleasant beating came from a metallurgical workshop in Afang Palace, and were gently and melodiously in the square of the back hall. This is a modern arsenal, with strong men bare backs and red faces, and the color of their bodies is similar to the color of copper juice. They formed groups in groups of three or five, working together to cast sharp weapons in the horn of "Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-". The squeaking sounds and bellows of copper and lead solutions rolling in the "Fanmo" and the whistle and whistle of flames, and the laughter of skilled craftsmen teasing each other, forming a beautiful Qin Song! At this moment, Wang Zhu seemed to truly feel the mighty power that the Qin Empire had once had.

The hot steam in the metallurgical workshop evaporated, and the fiery red and viscous copper juice slowly flowed to Fanmo in the ditches made of Xuanying Sand. After cooling and quenching, it became a dazzling sword, spear, and halberd that could kill human life.

Next to a stove where the fire dragon was spitting out, a top-notch craftsman looked at the sword that was forged by the pure green fire for 49 days and was dazed. After seven days and seven nights of sleepless wiping, grinding, turning, washing, and washing, the surface of the copper sword was covered with a layer of quiet halo as luminous cups on the surface of the sword blade.

"We succeeded!" The craftsman was ecstatic. All the craftsmen in the workshop were ecstatic and jumped over. The craftsman held a dazzling copper sword and slashed it. A square table made of hard mahogany with tools was placed beside him. Before the sword edge was touched, the base of the table fell to the ground with a "destined" sound.

Everyone cheered even more: "It is comparable to Gan Jiang Moye, and it is much stronger than the famous sword of Chu. It is a magic weapon, a magic weapon--"

At this moment, Wang Zhu and others were walking in from outside with their arms curled their lips. I don’t know who shouted: “Your Majesty is here—Your Majesty is here—”

The craftsmen were like suddenly in collective shock and became silent. Whether they saw the emperor or not, they all knelt down on the spot: "Long live my emperor."

When Wang Zhu was outside just now, he heard these people talking. It seemed that someone had mastered a peerless magic weapon.

Wang Zhu gave Zhang Xi a wink, and Zhang Xi said, "Your Majesty asks you, why are you making noises and rebelling?"

"Your Majesty—" A craftsman with a dark backbone and sweaty sweat crawled over and raised a bronze sword over his head wrapped in blue cloth: "Your Majesty, because the sword forged with human blood has been successful, he is preparing to offer it to Your Majesty and help His Majesty kill the rioters. Therefore, he was so proud that he was shocked by the Holy Lord."

When Wang Zhu saw this dark blue copper sword, he loved it from the bottom of his heart. It was like a quiet lady, simple and unpretentious but rich in connotation. It also had a domineering and generous shape, and the whole body exuded a temperament that was intimidating the world.

Who is Zhang Xi? He is the best at observing his words and expressions. He immediately saw that His Majesty liked him. He immediately took it from the craftsman and said casually: "Ten steps back." The craftsman was frightened and frightened, and his thick knees rubbed against the bluestone ground and retreated.

Wang Zhu took the sword, grabbed the hilt with his right hand, and gestured twice. He felt a sensation of coldness shot out from the slender sword body and rushed straight into his eyes. He was very satisfied. Although this sword was not as good as his own military spear, it was definitely the best in this era. It was definitely a talented person to be able to match the weapons cast by the copper sword with pure steel.

"Good sword, good sword. What a magic weapon!" Wang Zhu said to the craftsman: "Stand up, what's your name?" The craftsman dared to stand up, but just kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Your Majesty, the name of Guizhou is Zou Ming!"

Gongziying suddenly rushed to say, "I'll ask you, who is yours?" The man was so scared that his whole body trembled, and lowered his head and shouted, "Sir, I don't know anything. My father is dead. He has never mentioned the matter of the Mausoleum of Mount Li before. He doesn't know anything about the agency. Sir, please spare me, sir!"

Gongziying thought to herself, why do I look so similar?

Gongziying sneered, took two steps back, and quietly said to Wang Zhu: "Donald Zou Ling is the son of Zou Yan, the Yin-Yang family. This family has a lot of knowledge and has carefully studied the design of the mechanism and the numerology of the Yin-Yang family. He was appointed by the First Emperor as the chief supervisor of the Lishan Mausoleum. The choice of tomb passages in the mausoleum, the structure of the tomb chamber, and the road surrounding the entire tomb was evolved by him using the Five Elements Formation. There are many ingenious Yin-Yang designs in the tomb. The most powerful thing is that he designed the killing mechanisms to prevent tomb robbery. I heard from the First Emperor that these mechanisms can kill tens of thousands of military generals with helmets and armor in an instant. The power is so powerful that he has never seen in the battles of the First Emperor's life. It is because these mechanisms are too powerful. So—so—”

Wang Zhu added: "So, after the mausoleum was built, the father killed Mr. Zou Ling, and asked him and countless people to be buried with him. The reason was to be afraid that these people would reveal the secrets of the mechanisms in the tomb."

Gongziying whispered, "This Zou Ming--can't stay."

Wang Zhu's mind was so fast that he had already thought of going somewhere else. He nodded and said, "If you want to keep it, I will have great use for him. If someone takes him to the main hall of Afang Palace, I want to see him. Remember, if anyone hurts him, he will kill the nine clans."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gongziying thought to himself, what to do with him is a disaster sooner or later!

But Wang Zhu, who often reads fantasy novels, has his own plans.

A group of ministers came out of the metallurgical workshop and were about to return to the main hall. Wang Zhu had just stepped onto the shaft of the carriage when he suddenly heard a giggle of a princess from the partition wall. Wang Zhu's ears suddenly stood up, and the color in his chest burst out like magma. Could it be that this was Qin Shihuang's harem? I heard that after Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, he not only confiscated the world's weapons, but also confiscated the world's beauties and placed in the Afang Palace. I don't know whether it is true or not. Since I am here today, I have to see it.

Zhang Xi once again accurately understood the holy intention, and came over with a strange smile and said, "Your Majesty, this is the dyeing workshop in the palace, which is full of sinful concubines and skillful palace maids. Do you want to go and see?" Wang Zhu thought to himself, you, a dead eunuch who has no eggs, are you more anxious than me when you mention the beauty? Can you do it?

Wang Zhu said to the ministers seriously: "If the soldiers in front of us want to fight a good battle, they must first wear warm clothes and eat well. This clothes are very important, so this dyeing layout is also a very important place. Since I have come today, I must inspect and guide their work so that the soldiers have no worries. This is my duty as the emperor. Cough, Zhang Xi leads the way and see."

The ministers all had numb scalps and thought to themselves, just go and pretend, no one here seems to be a fool!

This is a spacious factory, filled with a pungent smell that overflows from the colorful sauce jar, and a strong powdery atmosphere that is stagnant. The walls inside the workshop are covered with silk, gauze, silk, brocade, vermilion, dark red, black, purple green, light yellow, navy, silver gray, pink and white, etc. It can be seen that the silk printing and dyeing process of the Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago had reached a very high level. At least it was much higher than those found by the archaeologists of later generations.

Two or three hundred women in the yard, butterfly flying swallows, soft voices, wearing red and green, quiet and gentle, innocent and cute, teasing each other. They traveled between the colorful yarns like auspicious clouds and colorful mist, and their pretty faces were radiant and bright, and their white and red skin was fascinating.

What a blessing! Wang Zhu thought, if I am happy in this era, this legal system, I can sleep all over in a month! But if that is true, I will become Qin Ershi.

The girls calmed down and used their tiny white hands as white as onion tubes to gently float the veil as thin as a cicada's wing or furry wool cotton in the colorful dyeing tank.

Some dyes are made of mountain soil and mineral soil, such as red soil water, brown soil water, and black soil water; some are made of plant juices, such as mad grass juice, orange juice, indigo grass, etc.

These women.

It should be said that all the women in Afang Palace are carefully selected and selected from one in a thousand. They all have a clever smile, exquisite and transparent skin, stagnant eyebrows, and extremely beautiful. As soon as Wang Zhu entered the door, she was attracted by the spring scenery in front of her and almost tripped by the five-inch-high iron threshold.

Zhang Xi hurriedly supported him: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you must be tired every day. Should you find a room to rest for a while?" Wang Zhu thought to himself, no wonder that many foolish monarchs favor eunuchs. He really knows people's minds and is too good at doing things! He can't accept it. But Wang Zhu is currently committed to changing the image of Qin Ershi, and always pretends to be serious in front of the ministers. He shook his head and said: "I am not tired. For the sake of the Qin Dynasty, I am not tired no matter how hard I work. Oh, what is that place!"

Wang Zhu pointed to the moon cave gate with white walls and colorful stones at the end of the dyeing workshop.

Zhang Xi said, "Your Majesty, there is an embroidery room. After the cloth is printed and dyed here, it will be sent to the embroidery room. Women from the six countries will embroider the exquisite patterned silk."

The environment of the embroidery room is much better than that of the dyeing workshop. It is a bit more comfortable, a bit comfortable, and even a bit romantic and a bit autumnal.

Passing through the Yue Cave Gate, there is a winding corridor, with stones spreading down the steps into a corridor. There are more than a dozen houses on the front, surrounded by large bamboo and banana trees in front of the house. The vermilion and antique windows are covered with pink curtains, so the light in the room may be very dark. How to embroider this situation?

There is also a pond outside the embroidery room. Several exquisite rockery highlighted in the pond are beautiful and natural. They are all mined by the famous mountains and rivers of the Qin Dynasty without the efforts of the people. Overall, this courtyard can only be described as beautiful and comfortable.

Zhang Xi pushed open the door and went in proudly. There was a loud noise inside. Some pushed down the table, some stepped on each other, some complained about each other, and some shouted in a coquettish voice, making a mess.

Wang Zhu felt more and more interesting to be an emperor. No wonder so many people did not hesitate to be an emperor to fight against each other, and the couple turned against each other. It turned out that it was so cool.

Wang Zhu walked in, followed by Gongziying, Li Xin, Wang Ben and others. In the spacious room, there were more than twenty rows of embroidery tables, and hundreds of semi-finished or finished embroidery items were placed on the embroidery tables. Some were embroidered with bunches of curled grass, bushes of flowers, white waves, vermilion birds flying with wings, etc. On the aisle between the two rows of embroidery tables, there were two or three hundred beauties kneeling with graceful and fragrant figures. Although they lowered their heads, they could not hide their natural beauty and exuded their imposing colors like jade.

A ripples like ripples rose in Wang Zhu's heart. After reading it in front of the embroidery, he suddenly found a unique work. This work is not a bird or beast, nor a flower or a plant, neither white clouds nor waves. On the surface, the textured flowers are not flowers, fog or fog, as if they were raining in the east, the moon is hazy, and the birds are hazy, which is quite a famous work by an impressionist painter in the 1980s. Wang Zhu was a little dumbfounded.

"Who embroidered this one?" Wang Zhu felt the emotion of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and couldn't help but copy the embroidery in his hand.

"Your Majesty, this is embroidered by a folk girl!" A maid kneeling at Wang Zhu's feet secretly raised her head. Zhang Xi was furious: "Bitch, you dare to peek at the saint's face and have a few heads. According to the Qin Dynasty's rules, you should be punished with the punishment of eyelids. People come and drag them out."

The rapid sound of fighting boots came, and two red-talked warriors bowed outside the door: "Your Majesty, what are you asking?" Zhang Xi said: "Someone offended Your Majesty, follow the rules--"

When the woman looked up, Wang Zhu had already seen the outline of her pink face through the sesame oil lamp on the embroidery table. She was round and greasy, with white and shining light. She was a beauty.

"Go down--" Wang Zhu interrupted Zhang Xi's words and shouted the warrior back.

The woman begged for mercy miserably: "Your Majesty, Han Ji deserves to die, Han Ji deserves to die, I will never dare to do it again. Please spare me and keep my life around."

Wang Zhu smiled lewdly in her heart. It’s easy to spare you, it depends on whether you are smart enough, girl!

"Raise your head."

"I dare not!"

Zhang Xi said: "Disagree with the imperial edict and beheaded according to the law! Come on—"

Wang Zhu glared at him: "You've been talking so much nonsense, get out." Zhang Xi thought he had flattered correctly. He was proud, but Wang Zhu was angry and lay on the ground and kowtowed five or six times, trembling with trembling sounds, and ran away in shame.

Gongziying said: "Your Majesty, Zhang Xi is right. If you disobey the imperial edict, you will indeed be killed without mercy."

The woman was frightened. She never thought that talking to the emperor was so thrilling that she could achieve the high efficiency of dying fifty times in half an hour. It was really a life-threatening death.

When you are not allowed to watch, you will be dead. When you are not allowed to watch, you will be even more dead. Even if you are obedient enough, you will still be unsafe. For example, after you finish watching, the expression on your face is exaggerated or artificial, or a little disappointed, you may be dismembered. Are you convinced this time?

"Your Majesty - Han Ji dared not disobey the imperial edict-" The woman finally sobbed and raised her head with tears in her eyes.

A ray of spirit shot into Wang Zhu's eyes like lightning, and Wang Zhu was a little amazed.

The fair duck egg-shaped face is very bright and flushed. The fine eyes show that she is a beautiful and passionate woman. The moment she looks at Wang Zhu, her slender eyebrows suddenly twitch. It is like the leaping of distant mountains in the spring breeze. A strand of black and transparent hair is leaking from the bright clouds, hanging on the smooth cheeks. A bit of youth is shown in maturity, and a quiet person makes people feel wisdom. The eyes slowly open, revealing a pair of peerless looks that are definitely worthy of her, black and shiny, which evokes the most beautiful dreamy eyes, and there are drops of crystal tears hanging on the long eyelashes.

"Your Majesty, Han Ji deserves to die. Han Ji doesn't understand Qin's method. Please spare Han Ji, Your Majesty." Han Ji knocked heavily on the ground. When he lifted up, blood was already spreading on his delicate and glittering forehead.

"Take her back to Wangyi Palace! This case is too serious. I will interrogate it myself when I am young!"

The ministers couldn't help but feel chilled all over. It seemed that this woman would not only not be punished, but might be in disguise and be blessed!

After coming out of the embroidery room, Wang Zhu got into the car and ordered: "Go back to the main hall of Afang Palace!"

Gongziying was startled and hurriedly ran up and said, "Your Majesty, didn't you say you went to the Taimiao to worship your ancestors?" Wang Zhuxin said damn, but she forgot all the serious things.

"What I mean is that after going to Taimiao, I will go back to the main hall of Afang Palace. I can't understand this. Gongziying, do you, the prime minister, still want to do it?"

Gongziying thought to himself, nonsense, he was obviously lustful, but he still wanted to blame me. But he smiled and said, "I am stupid, I am stupid, please forgive me."

Wang Zhu had no interest in the ancestors of the Ying family. The purpose of coming to worship his ancestors was just to give you a patriotic course to the ministers.

*In the solemn Taimiao, all the princes, kings, and Qin Shihuang are placed since Duke Xiang of Qin. The black tablets are engraved with golden characters, and there are three rows of them arranged on the altar, about twenty or so. There are seasonal fruits, three pig heads and three animals. The thick and strong fragrance ignites a high fever, and more than a dozen wisps of smoke intertwined in the air to form clouds.

All the ministers had soft and delicate cushions under their knees. Wang Zhu took the lead to kneel down: "The ancestors, the father and the emperor go up again, and the unfilial descendants won Hu Hai, and bowed to the heroic spirits. The original ancestors blessed me, the people of the Qin Dynasty, and the country was prosperous and strong. I blessed me to successfully quell the rebellion and restore my prestige. The Liuhe Bahuang was relegated to the wings of the Ying family."

The ministers behind him yelled in unison: "The former emperor and ancestors protect the Qin Dynasty, and will be prosperous for thousands of years-"

Wang Zhu performed the eight-day ceremony and took the tribute from Wang Wan, Fengchang {Sacrificial Minister} and recited it aloud. The content of the tribute was written by Wang Zhu instructed Wang Wan in advance.

Wang Zhunian said: "Qin was a small border country. Because he fought against the foreign invasion of Xirong, Quanrong and Shenhou, he stabilized the Zhou king and made contributions to protecting Zhou Ping. Duke Xiang was the prince. At that time, Qin was only west of Qishan. After Duke Xiang, Duke Wen, Duke Ning, Duke Wu, Duke De, Duke Xuan and Duke Cheng succeeded to the throne, advocated martial arts, fought south and north, and the country became increasingly powerful.

Duke Miao of Qin succeeded to the throne to appointed Baili Xi, expanded his territory for thousands of miles, defeated Jin State to capture Duke Hui of Jin, destroyed Liang State and Rui State, expelled Hu people, destroyed the twelve grassland countries, and dominated the Western Rong—

Xiao Gong used Shang Yang, King Hui appointed Zhang Yi, King Zhao had Fan Sui, and Emperor Shi Huang used Fu Liao. Shang Yang's reforms, united with each other, and fought against each other in a distance, attacked nearby, and bribed important officials. The four major national policies were reflected in each other. The Qin Dynasty was booming, destroying the country and destroying cities, invincible battles, and eroding the princes, and the national strength was prosperous. Why? This was the monarch of the Qin Dynasty worked hard to govern, forgot to eat and sleep, devoted his life, and exhausted his efforts. He always regarded the recruitment of talents from all over the world as the basic program of governing the country, so that today's unified situation would occur."
To be continued...