Above Mount Li, a cliff, the breeze between the mountains swept by, bringing a burst of aura belonging to the forest. Here, there is no solemn appearance of the palace, and there is only a primitive scroll.
Standing here, Han Ji only felt that the clouds that had been pressing on her heart for a long time were swept away. At that moment, Han Ji felt as if she was integrated with this world.
At this moment, she was the wind in the mountains, unrestrained and allowed to gallop. At this moment, she opened her arms uncontrollably, as if she was back when she was a girl when she was a girl.
Bai Ling looked at her mother-in-law who was so cute and silly at this time from afar, and the shadow pressing on her heart gradually dispersed.
It was indeed useful. Bai Ling thought in his mind.
Time passed slowly between the two women.
In a house in Mount Liying, there was no free breath that Han Ji felt at this time, but instead fell into a solemn state.
"Where did the king get such a grand and complex array map?" Mo Ban moved away from the array map hanging in the hall to realize it, and his fat face was covered with sweat.
"Master Ban thinks that according to the formation diagram, it is possible to cultivate this formation?" Ying Zheng asked.
"It's hard to be able, but it's hard. The manpower and material resources required are astronomical. If the king just regards it as his own mausoleum, it might not be appropriate." Mo Ban said.
"How much manpower is needed to cultivate it?" Ying Zheng asked.
"One hundred thousand people, twenty years of hard work." Mo Ban said solemnly. If such a huge project was just for the mausoleum, it would be too wasteful.
In Qin State, such a huge amount of consumption can be used to make more effective and meaningful projects, rather than to make the mausoleum.
"One hundred thousand people, twenty years of hard work, what if we use mechanical techniques as much as possible instead of human power?" Ying Zheng asked.
"According to the current ability of the mechanism, if the mechanism is used to maximize the number of people, the number of people can be compressed to 50,000 people, shortening the time to ten years." Mo Ban replied after thinking for a while.
"Fifty thousand people, ten years of hard work is appropriate." Ying Zheng calculated the meaning behind it in his heart while pondering.
"King, if you use mechanical techniques as much as possible to replace human power, the consumption of material power will be an astronomical figure." Mo Ban reminded.
"If it's just material resources, then there's no problem. Now Qin State has the most lacking these things. The hundreds of treasures in the six countries are far beyond what Master Ban imagined." Ying Zheng said.
The accumulation of the six kingdoms over hundreds of years, even though the rise and fall of the country and war were consumed a lot, the wealth left behind was still an unimaginable number.
If something can be solved with just money, it will not be a big deal for Ying Zheng.
"Is this tomb really so important to the king?" Mo Ban asked. If possible, he still hopes that Ying Zheng can give up this plan.
"It is very important to orphans. Master Ban, some things that orphans can't tell you now, but when you cultivate it, you will understand its true meaning to orphans, to us, and to the whole world.
.” Ying Zheng said.
"Besides, Master Ban's calculations are problematic. In Gu's opinion, 50,000 people, six years of hard work are enough to build this mausoleum." Ying Zheng said.
"It's impossible, unless it's overdrawing of manpower." Mo Ban shook his head.
"Master Ban, you have forgotten that the mechanism can be developed and improved. In the process of building this mausoleum, it is also a process of invention and improvement of engineering technology. When the mausoleum is completed, nothing else will be needed.
It is said that in engineering mechanisms, it will break through the peak of the Mohist school for hundreds of years." Ying Zheng said.
"This is very likely." Mo Ban thought about Ying Zheng's words.
"Next, Gu Hui recruited labor and tried to raise all the Yuan stones in Mount Li within one year, and then start building the orphan royal tomb on a large scale." Ying Zheng said.
"King, if this is the case, the secret of Mount Li may not be hidden." Mo Ban reminded.
"Now, do you still need to hide such a secret?" Ying Zheng asked back.
With the destruction of Han, Zhao, Wei and Yan, Ying Zheng had few enemies, so why should we hide what we should be because of this world?
Mo Ban obviously thought of this, so he showed a convincing look.
After arranging the matters of the tomb and the formation map, Ying Zheng did not leave Mount Li. He also wanted to stay here for a few days in his original plan.
Although Xianyang Palace is good, it is just a home. After living there for a long time, you have to go out to relieve your mood.
If it weren't for this, besides Yan Fei, Ying Zheng would not have brought Gongsun Li, the beautiful chef of Xianyang Palace, who is a necessary person to go out for camping.
Under the night, the moon is shining and stars are sparse. In a common courtyard, a few lights and a few men and women gather together to drink. Here, it is a real family.
Ying Zheng held the wine glass, but did not deliver it to his mouth, but to Gongsun Li's lips and teeth beside him. Ying Zheng said, "The little guy is already an adult, you have to learn to drink."
Gongsun Li stared at a pair of dark and bright eyes that looked like stars in the sky, and her eyes were also eager to try. Under Ying Zheng's sight, Gongsun Li's cherry lips were slightly opened, and she did not see any other moves. She had already put the wine in the wine glass.
Inhaled into the mouth.
In Ying Zheng's playful eyes, Gongsun Li's face turned slightly red, but she still swallowed the wine.
Seeing this, Yan Fei also brought the wine glass to her lips. She imitated Gongsun Li and sucked the wine without using internal force. However, except for the lips being covered with a layer of wine, it was not like
Gongsun Li sucked all the wine into her mouth like that.
"How did she do it?" Yan Fei was puzzled. She was a little envious of the unique skills that Gongsun Li had just shown. Did the king teach her?
This damn secret, everyone has their own secret, but the king can enjoy everyone's secrets alone. Yan Fei drank it all in one glass, anyway, this would not delay my drinking.
When the banquet faded, the only drunk person would be Han Ji, such an unexpected person.
A quiet person may not be really quiet, or it may be just because of depression, just like the drunk Han Ji.
Unfortunately, the time belonging to Mount Li is short after all. If Mount Li is the source of all happiness, it would undoubtedly be a tragic thing.
But is this really the case?
Maybe there will be another unknown source of happiness?