The main hall of Epang Palace is magnificent. Wang Zhu sits in the middle, facing south. Behind him is a picture of four heroes competing for power, which is two feet long and more than five feet wide. On the picture, a bear roars in the sky, a dragon soars into the sea, a tiger leaps into the valley, and a leopard crosses the plain. On the opposite wall

Hang a map of the forty-one counties of the Qin Dynasty. Each county, one mountain, one river, every plant and tree is clearly visible. Around the main hall, copper high-footed lamps are arranged, the lights are bright, and orchids are placed in the lamp oil.

After the lamp is lit, the orchid ointment melts, and the orchid fragrance overflows in the hall. On the west wall is a giant velvet carpet-like brocade painting on which eight hundred black horses with different expressions are painted. In front of the painting

A set of huge bronze chimes are placed horizontally.

The tedious ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Temple has not yet ended. In the main hall, the representative figure of Confucianism, Fengchang Wang Wanzheng, made people play chimes to celebrate. The musicians sat in front of each set of chimes in syllables, and the rest played zithers, flutes and chimes.

Playing the sheng, a group of actors stood neatly on both sides. The total number of people was almost more than five hundred.

Wang Zhu looked at the fair and shiny faces of these people and couldn't help but have an idea in his heart: It would be great if these people were dragged to the battlefield to fight. It would be such a waste to treat them like waste here.

Just like a symphony orchestra in the 21st century, the musician {band conductor} stands on top of the Suzaku drum, waves his arms, and beautiful music flows from the fingers of the musicians, from the chimes, and from the bells.

Various musical instruments flowed out, and then sixty-four young girls in simple and elegant clothes danced to the rhythmic classical music, with their wide sleeves relaxed, butterflies flying and swallows whirling. The ministers were sitting on both sides.

The shorter queen looked at the beauty with her swaying waist, thinking about it and being intoxicated.

Among them, there were only a few people such as Wang Bi, Li Xin, Gong Ziying, etc., with very impatient looks on their faces. However, Wang Wan didn't care about this, he was meticulously carrying out a set of rigid prescribed actions of Kong Laoer regarding sacrifices.

. Even if Xiang Yu led his troops into the Dazheng Palace at this time, he would still insist on completing these tasks.

Finally, Wang Zhu couldn't help it anymore, waved his hand and said: "Take it down, everyone, bring me Zou Ming just now. The sacrificial ceremony is over."

Wang Wan was very dissatisfied and protested: "Your Majesty, this is against the rules. If word spreads, others will say that our Qin Dynasty does not respect etiquette." Wang Zhu glared at him and thought: The Qin Dynasty was destroyed, and you guys

The Confucian scholars who follow the wind also have something to do with it. The Qin Dynasty has always been a country of tigers and wolves. When did it talk about etiquette, justice and integrity? These are just nonsense! He said impatiently: "Okay, okay, Mr. Wang wants to watch the singing and dancing, I will take these women

It’s all given to you, take it home and see it.”

Wang Wan is pedantic, but not despicable, and has always claimed to be upright. How could he bear these words? His face suddenly turned as white as a piece of paper: "Your Majesty, this is not what I meant -"

Wang Ben was shocked when he saw that this poor man wanted to be more serious. He had already started a long speech, and soon a lot of them would be carried out. He quickly interrupted him: "Your Majesty has issued a decree, you

Don’t back down yet.”

The palace maid singer walked backwards out of the hall with a clatter, holding her long robe and skirt, and ran down the stairs. Wang Wan turned around and glared at Wang Ben, who reluctantly returned to his seat. His face was stretched eight feet long and his beard was stretched out.

It kept shaking, like a goat eating grass. It looked a bit too sad and angry. Confucian scholars take such insignificant things the most seriously.

Zou Ming was brought up.

The grandson of Zou Yan of the Yin Yang family and the direct descendant of the founder of the Five Elements of Taoism.

Others don't know how powerful he is, but Wang Zhu is absolutely knowledgeable. Zhuge Liang's Eight Formation Diagram, Nine Palace Diagram, and a lot of messy formations, as well as the means to calculate the astronomical calendar, are mostly combined with Taoism through Zou Yan's hand.

Formed by some theories. As the direct grandson of Zou Yan, Wang Zhu did not believe that Zou Ming was really as innocent as he said - he knew nothing!

Take the sword in Wang Zhu's hand as an example. It seems to contain a lot of mysterious and unknown truths. Zou Ming can't deceive him.

Zou Ming is more than five feet tall, with broad shoulders, long arms, a high nose bridge, and a pair of small eyes. When opening and closing his eyes, he always reveals something deliberately hidden. His muscles are as strong as the copper sword in Wang Zhu's hand. This should be

The result of long-term hard work.

Wang Zhu nodded secretly, knowing nothing? Boy, are you lying! The descendant of the mysterious Yin Yang School, known as the most mysterious family among hundreds of scholars, from astronomy to geography, will never give birth to an idiot!

Wang Zhu sneered and said in a gloomy voice: "Zou Ming, I will give you two ways to go. The first is to use your talents and knowledge to serve the Great Qin in the war. I will make you the Marquis of Zhongxing and grant you a hundred hectares of land.

, Beauty Fifty. The second one——"

Wang Zhu glanced at Tingwei Wei Lin: "Master Wei, do you know how to steam a turtle?" Wei Lin immediately climbed out from behind and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I know that the best way is to let the turtle go."

Go to a jar, put water in the jar, seal it with yellow mud, put a charcoal fire underneath, and bake it. The turtle feels that the temperature in the jar is too high, so it will desperately stick its head out of the jar to enjoy the coolness. At this time, take

Give the turtle a spoonful of soup to drink, and then stuff it back into the jar. After a while, the turtle sticks out its head again, and then feeds it another mouthful. Repeat this four or five times. The water in the jar will dry up, and the turtle will be roasted by the boiling water from the inside out.

It's cooked. When you take it out, it's smoking all over, like a red-hot blue brick, but after cooling, it becomes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it's incredibly delicious. Your Majesty, am I right?"

Wang Zhu smiled and said, "Master Wei is right. But Master Wei Lin, I wonder if this method can be used on people?" Wei Lin said without thinking, "Your Majesty, the turtle's shell is so hard that it can be steamed.

It's even more unbearable for people. Just change it to a bigger jar."

"Okay, okay" Wang Zhu praised, "Okay, go find a big jar."

Wei Lin blinked his triangular eyes and was at a loss: "Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

Wei Lin didn't understand, but Zou Ming on the side heard it clearly. His hard knees suddenly turned into balls of cotton. He knelt on the ground with a thud and begged for mercy loudly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, have mercy. The head of Guizhou has been convicted. Your Majesty, Zou

Ming is willing to commit suicide, I have no descendants, and no one will know the secret of the Lishan Mausoleum from now on."

Wang Zhu said anxiously: "Wait a minute, who told you to commit suicide?" Wei Lin said: "You are so bold and unruly, Your Majesty did not let you commit suicide. I will find a jar and cook you."

Zou Ming kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please have mercy and don't cook me."

Wang Zhu smacked his lips and said, "You don't seem to have heard clearly what I just said. Didn't I give you two ways to go? You can choose for yourself. I can't control that much."

Zou Ming recalled for a while and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I choose the first road, choose the first road -" Wang Zhu was happy: "Well, let me ask you, how much do you know about the secret of Lishan Mausoleum!"

"Know a thing or two."

Wang Zhu waved his hand: "Kai Lin, find a bigger jar." Wei Lin was unambiguous, picked a few warriors with big muscles and round waists, and was about to go out.

"Your Majesty, I remembered it, and I probably know about 40% -" Zou Ming crawled forward two steps.

"Kai Lin, remember, don't make the fire too big. Only by boiling the soup over a low fire will the flavor come out!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I remember. You, you, you, follow me to find the jar -" A group of warriors followed Wei Lin and ran out of the hall and down the stairs.

"Your Majesty, when my father was alive, he only taught me the formation of the Five Elements Transformation, including the design of the mechanisms around the Lishan Mausoleum. I was young at the time and could not learn everything, so I only knew 60 to 70% of it. Your Majesty, you force me to

It’s no use!”

Wang Zhu thought to himself that this time he must be telling the truth, but some wise men like Zou Yan and Zou Linggong use the back of their heads to look at the stars or the surface of the earth, and they know that they will never survive after building the tomb. How could they not give themselves

What about leaving a way out?

"Zou Ming, I ask you one last time, did your father say anything strange to you before he was alive? You have to think carefully about it - Lord Wei Lin is going to get the jar back soon!" Wang Zhu

He was leaning lazily on the cushions, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Zou Ming indeed only knew 60-70%. When Zou Linggong died, Zou Ming was too young and told him that he couldn't learn it. So Zou Linggong didn't say anything. Zou Ming pricked up his ears and listened to Wei Lin's shouts outside the hall.

Voice.

"This jar is big enough. Later, I will cut off the boy's legs and feet and stuff them into the jar. Then you can light a fire. Remember, the fire should not be too big. This is His Majesty's wish -"

The warriors responded one after another: "My lord, don't worry—my lord, don't worry—"

Zou Ming's skin and throat felt dry for a while, as if he had been thrown into a sweltering hot jar. There was no way to go to heaven and no door to the earth. He listened to the squeaking sound of oil evaporating and watched himself shrinking inch by inch.

Do it to a red person.

"Your Majesty, I remembered it, I remembered it - my father once said that when I grow up, let me go to the 'Tianhe Palace' in the Lishan Mausoleum to touch the North Star. There is his soul there - Your Majesty, the secret must be

There, Your Majesty, I will go find it - Your Majesty, have mercy - Your Majesty, please spare my life." Zou Ming shouted at the top of his lungs, like a dying beast.

Human beings are like sponges. As long as they are squeezed, there is always potential for reflection.

Wang Zhu was overjoyed: "Quick, take me to see it."

At this time, Wei Lin ran in anxiously again: "Your Majesty, the fire has been lit, should we throw Zou Ming in?" Wang Zhu said: "Don't throw it away yet, let's wait until we get back from the Lishan Mausoleum."

After driving all night, we arrived at the Lishan Mausoleum.

From the Dazheng Palace to the Epang Palace and then to the Lishan Mausoleum, Wang Zhu felt a wave of shock surge from the bottom of his heart for the third time. This mausoleum, which mobilized 600,000 to 700,000 civilians, prisoners, and slaves to build, is bigger than the Egyptian pyramids and other sky-high mausoleums.

The garden is far more majestic and even more mysterious.

According to Zou Ming, the entire underground palace of the mausoleum is dozens of feet deep. It is dug from the soil layer to the sand layer, and from the sand layer to the stone layer. Then a large amount of copper is heated into liquid copper, and the entire underground palace is poured to cast it into a large piece.

The solid overall copper palace underground tomb was built, and then stone chambers, tomb passages, underworld palaces and seats for civil and military officials were built on it. In addition, all the rare treasures plundered by the six countries were moved into the underground palace as burials. In the place where these treasures were buried, the First Emperor ordered

Zou Linggong racked his brains and used his talents to build an extremely sophisticated ambush mechanism that is unparalleled in the world. If someone robs the tomb, he will either be shot to death or gassed to death. In addition, there are hundreds of special ways to die that are unknown to most people. In short,

The key parts of the tomb are filled with traps and every step is a trap. As long as you take one wrong step, you will be instantly doomed, your body and head will be missing, and you may even turn into ashes and disappear.

Zou Linggong also used his unparalleled knowledge of astronomy, geography, astrology, and the Five Elements to dig out the appearance of rivers and seas in the tomb, filled it with mercury, and used exquisite fully automatic mechanisms to control the rising and falling tides of the rivers. The main tomb chamber

The walls are decorated with stars all over the sky, all of which are moving endlessly according to their own orbits. The mountains and landforms and the cities of the Six Kingdoms are arranged underground for the First Emperor to sleep and use human fat as fuel. The fire is blazing all year round in the tomb, which will last for a long time.

interest.

Wang Ben and Gong Ziying expressed doubts about what Zou Ming said, because they had entered the tomb countless times. It was just a tall and majestic building covering a vast area. It had so many mysteries. Even more, they had not discovered anything.

Something like an underground palace.

Wang Ben suggested that Zou Ming, who had deceived people with his lies, be thrown into a jar and roasted immediately. He would eat too much and be full, which would delay everyone's sleep.

Wang Zhu firmly believed in Zou Ming's words. At least, this is what was recorded in later generations' documents. Although no one had gone in, at least there was a shadow.

It is reasonable for Wang Ben and others not to believe it, because when the Lishan Mausoleum was completed, nearly 30,000 to 50,000 craftsmen engaged in precision design were buried with them, and these confidential information were subsequently buried underground.

Wang Zhu said: "Wait a minute, if he can really lead us into the underground palace, let him go. If he talks nonsense, I will let him die worse than Zhao Gao!"

Zou Ming complained in his heart. To be honest, he was only 30% sure. After all, he was too young when his father died and couldn't remember clearly.

Under the guard of five thousand armored soldiers, Zou Ming led everyone into the palace above the mausoleum. Relying on the thin memory of his childhood, he finally found a mechanism button under a bronze cauldron. In ecstasy, his fingers

He pressed it down hard, and a few feet away in front of him, a piece of bluestone made a clicking sound and slowly descended, revealing a large square hole.

"There really is a mechanism -" Young Master Ying's eyes almost fell out.

Wang Zhu clapped his hands vigorously, now it's good, military expenditures have been secured, and there are countless gold and silver treasures waiting for him in the underground palace.

Wang Ben ordered the soldiers to find torches, lit them, held them high, and shined a light at the entrance of the cave, and said in a voiceless voice: "Your Majesty, this is a staircase. It's so dark below that you can't see clearly."

Zou Ming said: "Needless to say, it must be the underground palace. The place where the treasures are kept." Young Master Ying said, "You know so well why not take the first step."

Zou Ming thought to himself that he would die anyway, and there was no point in being afraid. He took a torch from the soldier's hand and took the lead in stepping on the descending stairs, sinking inch by inch into the ground. Wang Ben was the second to follow, and Wang Zhu was the third to go down.

Everyone screamed: "Your Majesty, it's dangerous——"

Wang Zhu thought to himself, danger is good. I like excitement the most. How about being a special soldier?
Chapter completed!