Chapter 13 There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain
Li Chengzhi absentmindedly returned to the front yard and gave the book to Hu Baozong.
"This is this one, "The Biography of Cao Man", please read it yourself..."
""The Legend of the Three Kingdoms"?"
Hu Baozong glanced at the title of the book, and then looked at Li Chengzhi in surprise: "You really have a family background, and you have even read such an obscure historical annotation?"
Deep reading?
You can really look up to me...
Li Chengzhi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and muttered a vague "hmm".
Seeing how neatly he agreed, Hu Baozong simply closed the book and said, "Tell me carefully, what other allusions are there in this book, such as 'watering water to build a city'?"
Are you treating me as a living directory?
Li Chengzhi cursed secretly and responded casually: "How can I remember it so clearly after seeing it for so long? You can find it yourself slowly..."
Looking at him, he seemed to be perfunctory, and Hu Baozong could clearly sense that Li Chengzhi didn't seem to be in a good mood.
"What happened?" he asked concerned.
Of course you can't say that. No matter how stupid Li Chengzhi is, he has not reached this level...
"It's nothing, I'm just a little worried..."
Hu Baozong glanced at him suspiciously.
What are you worried about, rioters?
I think you are the one who least cares about you. Otherwise, why would you say things like "Are these just a few rioters?" and call us idiots?
They are all smart people. One look at Hu Baozong's eyes and guessed what he was thinking. Li Chengzhi was really not in the mood to deal with it and said perfunctorily: "I was afraid that you would be impatient, so I sent it here for you. I have something to do outside. You go first."
Stay..."
Before Hu Baozong could speak, he walked out...
Leaning on the bed, he was getting more and more frustrated thinking about it.
I'm really obsessed with ghosts. How can I run away from ghosts?
It should be a very simple thing, but it seems that it has been made complicated by myself?
Preoccupied with fearing that Li Shixian would kill decisively and cruelly, he actually forgot that people in this era believed in ghosts and gods...
In this icy and snowy place, I ran away over and over again without risking my life. Can a fool guess that there is something wrong in his heart?
But thinking about it on the other hand, if we really speculate as Li Song said, if the cheap dad really believes in this magical thing, even if he doubts it, he shouldn't do anything to himself, right?
It was better than what he had worried about before, that Li Shixian would kill himself with a knife...
Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi's mood improved again.
I'm not a thoughtful person to begin with, so why do I want to be so pretentious?
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain...
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The next day, as soon as it got dark, Li Chengzhi got up.
It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's just that it's too noisy outside.
Hearing the noise, Li Song had already started working with the villagers.
Two servants were waiting for him, dressed neatly, and after the morning meal, the sun had just emerged.
Li Chengzhi strolled up to the village wall.
More than a thousand villagers worked enthusiastically.
Li Chengzhi discovered that Li Song was really a talent.
In just half a day yesterday, he divided more than a thousand villagers into a reasonable division of labor and made preparations for sawing ice, transporting ice, melting snow, erecting walls, etc. He even took a break from the busy work to send people to build the city wall first.
An ice beach nearly ten feet wide was spilled out.
It would be fine if he had done it before. The key point is that Li Song is purely a novice, and so are these thousands of villagers.
Even if you don't know what tools to use for which process, what kind of drying methods, etc., you can still arrange things in an orderly manner, which is quite impressive.
In particular, the outside of the village wall has been poured into an ice beach, which seems to be inconsistent with efficiency. If the ice in the river is pulled back, it can only be pulled into the village and then hung on the village wall. However, from a military perspective, this means taking precautions for a rainy day.
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Li Chengzhi looked at it and nodded secretly: Sure enough, professional things should be left to professionals. Although this small thing is inconspicuous, if it were him, he really wouldn't realize it...
After walking around half a circle, he saw more than a dozen villagers, surrounded by two or three figures who looked like carpenters, who seemed to be erecting brackets for hanging ice under the village wall. Li Chengzhi felt something in his heart...
There are labor-saving and simple tools, why not use them?
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Only half an hour later, Li Song, who was patrolling the village wall, frowned when he saw Li Chengzhi and several carpenters talking and laughing together.
What is a wealthy family?
It means what kind of status you will have after you are born, what kind of school you will study in, what kind of official position you should hold when you grow up, whether you will be an upright official or a dirty official, what family background you should marry, whether you will be a legitimate daughter or a concubine, and even your daily life.
What kind of people you should socialize with, talk to, eat with, share the same table with, etc., etc., are all clearly arranged for you...
The Li family is a powerful family in Jingzhou, and Li Chengzhi is the eldest son, so he naturally belongs to the noble family.
A carpenter is a worker with a lowly status. Let alone a commoner, his status is lower than that of a businessman, and slightly higher than that of a prostitute or a thief.
Given the difference in status between the two, even saying a few words would be regarded as treason...
Someone shouted "Here comes Director Li". The carpenters were stunned for a moment, and then they dispersed like a firecracker thrown into a rabbit's nest. They pressed against the wall one by one, with their heads hanging down to their crotches.
Inside.
Of course Li Chengzhi understood what was going on.
This clan system developed into the Wei and Jin Dynasties and was already very deformed. After the Xianbei people occupied the Central Plains, in order to win over the Han gentry, they added fuel to the fire, not only dividing the clan clans, but also dividing the common people.
They are also divided into three, six or nine grades. And they are all based on blood?
As long as this system develops a little further, it will become the caste system in India...
Li Chengzhi glared at Li Song and waved to the carpenters: "What are you afraid of? If you can really build the things I mentioned, you might even be granted official status, let alone transfer to a private household...
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Li Song's heart skipped a beat.
To allow craftsmen to be appointed officials, the only way to go is to be a craftsman as a supervisor, and it must be a great achievement...
What good thing has Lang Jun tinkered with again?
He temporarily suppressed his thoughts of punishing those craftsmen and quickly walked down the village wall.
There is a pile of rafters placed under the wall of the village, some of which have been connected together with mortise and tenon joints and tied with ropes.
The branches on it have been planed away, like a wooden bridge.
If the support was to be erected, such a wide wooden board would not be needed. Li Song could not think of the use of this thing for the moment.
But he could guess that it must be Li Chengzhi's masterpiece.
"Mr. Lang, what is this?"
"It doesn't take much brains to do it. It's just transporting ice up the wall, and it requires so many brackets? It's not easy to dismantle and carry, it's also so heavy, and it takes a lot of manpower!"
Li Chengzhi took the opportunity to scold him, pointed at the wooden bridge and said, "It doesn't matter what it is called. What matters is its use. Put it on the wall and pour it into ice. How much ice will it take to slide on? And it can be moved at any time.