Climb high and look far into the distance. The sky and the earth are vast, and you can control yourself vertically and horizontally!
However, Zhang Jingzhi and Da Xi, who were standing on the tower nearly eight feet high, felt so small.
It is true that Zhenyi City is too big. If it is compared to a sesame seed cake, Guancheng is at most a sesame seed, and the two of them can be ignored.
Four avenues extend from Guancheng as the center to all directions, from near to far. On both sides of the avenue are the government offices of various ministries and government offices, and then are business inns and travelers.
After that, there are countless dwellings, although most of them are felt tents, but they are as numerous as ants, dense and dense. After that, there are fertile fields. All you can see are crisscrossing streets, which seem to reach to the sky.
You can't see clearly from afar, but you can only see that there are many thick chimneys standing along both sides of the river, like countless giant dragons sucking smoke and puffing out mist.
And who would have thought that three years ago, this place would still be a deserted and barren land?
Therefore, the two of them were like villagers who had just left the mountains. Everywhere they looked felt new and they had to ask questions everywhere.
Da Xi stretched his neck, put his head out of the wall, stared at the road below the city and murmured to himself: "There are ruts in the road, so it is not hard stone, it should be paved with mud or sand. But why is the texture so solid? The horse is running fast.
But there was no smoke or dust?"
Seeing his curious look, Li Shiliang replied calmly: "This is the residue (slag) left after the coal is burned out. It is mixed with gravel. Mix the coarse sand with moisture and roll it repeatedly. When it is completely dry, it can be hardened.
Like stone."
In fact, there is still one main ingredient missing, that is, lime, which together makes three-combination soil. It can not only pave roads, but if used to build cities, it is several times stronger than clay poured with glutinous rice juice.
Just because Li Shiliang didn't know the details and wasn't sure whether Li Chengzhi would let Da Xi go, he didn't dare to tell the truth...
As soon as he heard the charcoal residue, he knew that it was Li Chengzhi's hand, and Da Xi secretly said that it was indeed the case.
In fact, he had already figured out that Li Chengzhi had to build this avenue under the city: the street was not wide, only seven or eight feet. It was nothing compared to the Luojing Royal Road, which was often twenty or thirty feet long. And the carriages and horses
, but there are many pedestrians, and it can be called a busy and endless flow of traffic.
But the strange thing is that there is no congestion at all, but it is orderly and not at all chaotic.
Take a closer look: the nearly eight-foot-wide avenue has a row of stone piles planted in the middle, and the piles are connected with ropes. This is then used as a boundary and divided into two lanes. Cars, horses, and pedestrians all keep to the right.
Come and go, in and out, very neat.
And it doesn't stop there: in the two lanes on the left and right, there is a white line every ten feet, dividing the two lanes into three. Two of them are slightly wider and are specially used for driving, pack horses, and riding horses, mules and other livestock.
Marching. There is another trail on the far right, only half a foot long, dedicated to pedestrians.
In this way, the turbidity and the clearness of the water will be clear, and the left and right will be clear.
In fact, Da Xi had already seen it when he went to Jingzhou three years ago. The situation in the Baijia Military Camp at that time was like this: people have their own roads, and cars have their own roads, and everyone keeps to the right and has nothing to do with each other.
What surprised him was that Li Chengzhi used the method of generals to govern the army to govern the people, and how could he implement it so thoroughly?
Just as he was secretly admiring him, he heard Zhang Jingzhi ask: "Please tell me, Duke Huairen, there are lacquer characters printed on both sides of the wall of the carriage, on the necks of horses and mules, which seem to be heavenly stems, earthly branches, and numbers. I don't know what they mean."
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"As Bie Jia said, it is called a road sign. Every car on the road, or a horse or mule riding on it, has this thing. It is issued by the Road and Bridge Department of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and is registered in the register: the heavenly stems are counties, the earthly branches are counties, and the following numbers are
For the township, the party, the neighborhood, the neighborhood..."
Da Xi was very puzzled: "Why is it necessary?"
Li Shiliang paused and only told half of the truth: "If there is a conscription, the Ministry of Civil Affairs will look through the register and know which household has served and which household's turn it is this time, so it can be conscripted again. Naturally, it’s clear at a glance…”
Da Xi suddenly realized: Isn't this nameplate just like a person's identity card (ancient ID card), even specific to every vehicle, horse and mule in the territory?
This Li Huairen is also funny, but he wants to fool him?
No matter how clumsy he was, he also knew that this was designed to recruit civilians during wartime.
If there is a war, there is no need for the county and county officials to rack their brains and argue with the villagers, let alone force them to force them. They only need to investigate according to the records and order recruitment.
Anyway, he was already numb with admiration. Da Xi didn't bother to marvel, he just wanted to clarify his doubts. So he pointed to the place where the smoke was coming from and asked: "Where is that?"
"Factories...oh, that is, larger workshops, such as grain and oil factories, vegetable factories, agricultural tools factories, car factories, lumber factories, brick and tile factories, ceramic factories, textile factories, clothing factories, shoe factories, paper factories, book factories, Pen and ink factory, etc.”
Li Shiliang explained patiently, "Because of the need to rely on water power, most factories are built along the river..."
"So, everything that is used for people's livelihood in Xihai can be built into factories?"
"What Zhonglang said is true!" Li Shiliang responded, "This also applies to military supplies..."
"Can I take a closer look?"
"You can do anything you want!"
Li Shiliang invited him enthusiastically, "You two please!"
Originally intending to drive there, the two declined Li Shiliang's kindness and chose to ride horses instead.
It was also because I was in such a hurry that I didn't even bother to take a second look. Only after I climbed up the tower did I realize how big Zhenyi City was.
They even wanted to know what methods Li Chengzhi used to turn stone into gold.
As soon as he left Guancheng and saw the plaque of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Daxi's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.
But it is concise and concise: Hexi Ministry of Civil Affairs.
And just by looking at the first two words, it is clear that Li Chengzhi is ambitious and wants to capture the four counties of Jiuquan, Dunhuang, Zhangye and Wuwei. It is obvious that he is impatient and does not even want to cover it up.
But Yuan Zhi, the general of Dunhuang and the governor of Xiliang Prefecture, had an army of 20,000. Li Chengzhi won, and it was probably a tragic victory. Why did he need to be in such a hurry?
With a thought in his heart, Da Xi said suspiciously: "May I ask Duke Huairen, what is the military strength in the West Sea now?"
Li Shiliang was paused when he heard the words, and his expression was extremely strange.
Now we are enemies rather than friends, are you really rude?
Knowing why he was worried, Zhang Jingzhi smiled slightly: "He was ordered to guard by Xi, and he only came here to help Xiang and carry out his ambitions. Therefore, even if you ask him to leave, he will never leave. Therefore, Duke Huairen said bluntly... "
Even though Li Shiliang's palace was deep enough, he was shaken in shock, and his face was as red as blood, as if he was drunk.
Is that Xi Kangsheng?
If Zhang Jingzhi hadn't said it himself, he wouldn't have believed it even if he were beaten to death.
But the size of the military strength is a secret among secrets, and Li Shiliang would not tell it easily. He was thinking in his mind whether to tell only half or 30%, when he suddenly heard a loud laugh:
"Now we have 40,000 soldiers in the West Sea, none of them are inferior to the white armor of the past. I wonder if they can fall into the eyes of Xi Zhonglang?"
The three of them were startled, and they all looked up. Li Chengzhi had arrived at the nearby side at some unknown moment.
Da Xi's eyes suddenly bulged, and he couldn't even care about Li Chengzhi's sudden embarrassment and embarrassment. He just asked urgently: "Could it be that you forced it? Otherwise, why would there be so many?"