Zhang Han, who was behind Hu Hai, saw that these strong working men seemed not to have seen the emperor's arrival, and there were also sneers. He snorted and turned around to look coldly at the few Shangfang officials who had been following him, and then took a step forward.
Prepare to call the guards in to get someone.
Zhang Han's glance did not hide the anger and murderous intent in his heart, which made several Shangfang officials who were already uneasy when they saw the iron smelting workshop not knowing about His Majesty the Emperor's arrival become even more worried and sweating like rain.
..
When the rough voice rang out, Hu Hai had already been awakened from the shock. At this moment, when he heard Zhang Han's angry roar, Hu Hai waved his hands without looking back and said: "I came here incognito today. These craftsmen don't know.
He who does not know is not guilty.”
The person who spoke before was definitely a strong man from his voice, and it was obvious that all the strong men in the smelting workshop knew this person and were in awe of him.
However, this person was deep in the crowd and did not see Hu Hai and others, and Hu Hai could not see him.
"There are mulberries in the north and poplars in the south.
There are cars rolling around, far away from our country."
The tragic low chant of vicissitudes of life suddenly came from the crowd, and the rough voice became deeper at this moment, but the seemingly low chant seemed to contain endless heroism.
"When black hair grows old, a martyr general will appear.
Looking west to Guanshan, I miss my hometown.
The valley is as long as a letter and the river is green
Gentleman goes, I am so hesitant
Guanshan home, living together with my son
…”
At this time, the strong men in the field also started singing along. The tune was slow, simple and unrestrained. Thousands of strong men sang at the same time and merged into a huge sound wave. There was an aura of endless heroic and tragic in the vicissitudes of life.
Makes one's mind sway.
It seems that countless old Qin people are in front of their eyes, fighting for the world, organizing farming, and guarding the borders in order to survive and for the sake of the Qin Dynasty.
The strong men who sang seemed to have found strength in the singing at this moment. Those who stepped on the bellows stepped on the bellows more cheerfully, and those who carried the ore on their backs ran faster. There were no supervisors in the entire smelting workshop, and it was also a bustling and busy scene at this moment.
It would be great if there was a camera!
Hu Hai suddenly had such an idea in his mind because he felt that the scene in front of him would definitely win an Oscar for a documentary at the Oscars in future generations.
"Is this a folk song?" Hu Hai asked Zhang Han softly.
"Back to Your Majesty, this is the ballad of the old Qin!" Zhang Han obviously remembered the scene when he was young and led countless old Qin people to fight with the First Emperor, farm and build canals, and finally be wrapped in horse leather. His expression was distant and his eyes were reddish.
"Old Qin Yao!" Hu Hai muttered to himself.
Everyone behind them listened solemnly to the singing of these strong craftsmen. The old Qin ballad is a spiritual symbol of the Qin people's hard work and progress. Any Qin person is extremely pious when singing the old Qin ballad.
"Take me to the foundry." Hu Hai recovered his thoughts and whispered.
"Here!"
Hu Hai and his party quietly walked along a path on the right side of the smelting workshop, led by a sweaty Shangfang official, towards a building that was obviously taller and more spacious than the cloth workshop.
"I wonder what your Majesty wants to cast? The foundry in Shangfang is divided into sword-making, bow-making, weapon-making, arrow-making, crossbow-making and gold and silver jewelry. I would like to know what kind of thing your Majesty wants to cast.
Your Majesty will choose a place to go." A middle-aged Shangfang official hesitated for a long time and said.
"Oh? The thing I want to cast requires the most skilled craftsmen. As for the branch workshop, it can be done anywhere." Hu Hai said.
"Your Majesty, please come this way." The middle-aged official hesitated for a moment, then bowed, followed Hu Hai one step behind and led the way.
Hu Hai and others followed the official's guidance and came to a small door in the lower left corner of the tall building. There were many doors under this tall building, and they were all double-wide doors more than two feet high, and they were "dinging" inside.
The sound of banging is endless.
But the door that the middle-aged official led Hu Hai to was an extremely small single door, and it was silent inside.
The middle-aged man bowed slightly to Hu Hai and hesitated: "Your Majesty, here is the most skilled foundry craftsman in Shangfang. However, he has a weird temper, so I specially opened a small workshop for him."
"Is there still such a thing? Then bring me to meet this craftsman with a weird temper." Hu Hai was very interested when he heard this.
"I obey your order, please... Your Majesty... take a moment, I will go and call the door." The middle-aged official was now unable to get off the tiger and said through gritted teeth.
The emperor was asked to wait for this guy to open the door? Even if the emperor didn't greet him when he came, he had to knock on the door? It was really unreasonable. Ying Yi glared and said in a dull voice: "You are so presumptuous, little official!"
"Your Majesty, Rong Chen and others broke in and captured the disrespectful craftsman." After Ying shouted and scolded the middle-aged official, he turned around and saluted Hu Hai.
"My dear, you don't have to be like this. I really want to meet this highly skilled craftsman. Just go and call the door." Hu Hai waved his hand.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The middle-aged official had already knelt on the ground and repeatedly kowtowed in apology when Ying Yi shouted. At this moment, hearing Hu Hai's words, he felt as if he was being pardoned, so he quickly got up and knocked on the door.
Now that Hu Hai has spoken, Ying Yi, although unwilling to give in, can only retreat with an angry look on his face.
The middle-aged official wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked quickly to the small door, and knocked on the door several times.
After the sound, there was silence in the room.
Knocking again, there was still silence in the room.
Hu Hai couldn't help but frown when he saw this.
"You damn little official, there is no one in the room, are you entertaining His Majesty?" Zhang Han couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing Zhang Han's shouting question, the middle-aged official quickly turned around, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "I don't dare, I don't dare."
"Who is making noise outside to disturb my dream?"
Just when Hu Hai was about to speak, a vague question sounded in the room, and the small door opened with a creak.
An old man with unkempt hair and a messy beard appeared at the door drunkenly. Then he saw a middle-aged official kneeling on the ground and said: "Master Zhao, why are you kneeling down so early in the morning? Is there food on the ground?
?" As he spoke, he stretched and let out a long yawn.
There was not much respect for the engineer named Zhao in his words, and he was full of ridicule.
Hu Hai couldn't help but laugh when he heard the old man's words.
The engineer surnamed Zhao was originally very grateful to the old man for opening the door and showing up to save his life. When he heard the old man teasing him in front of the emperor, his face suddenly turned green and red, and he whispered in a hateful voice: "Clutch, Your Majesty the Emperor."
When you come, you won't have to talk nonsense. Why don't you come quickly and welcome me."
The old man couldn't help but be startled when he heard what Engineer Zhao said. Only then did he realize that there was a large group of people standing outside the door. Dozens of soldiers in bright armor surrounded a handsome man in black robes and no crown on his head in the middle.
around young people.
At this moment, the young man was looking at him with a smile on his face and his eyes were strange. And the two armored generals next to the young man were glaring at him with cold eyes.
The old man named Lihe woke up suddenly and quickly bowed to Hu Hai and said, "Little Lihe, please see your majesty."
"Come on, I heard him say that you are the person with the most superb casting skills in this Shangfang, but is this true?" Hu Hai said with a smile.
"Your Majesty, everyone in this Shangfang knows about the craftsmanship of villain casting." Old God Lihe said with a proud look on his face.
"Haha, that's good. Long Huang, go and fetch my horse." Hu Hai said with a smile, stroking his hands.
Hu Hai said and walked towards Lihe's house.
Seeing Hu Hai trying to enter his house and thinking of the scene inside the house, Lihe's expression changed and he quickly said: "Your Majesty..."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Hu Hai strode in.
The house is not big, only about thirty square meters. Except for a bed and a forging table in the center of the room, the whole room is filled with various ores almost everywhere.
There was a pile of colorless quilts lying randomly on the bed; the blazing fire under the forging table was still burning, and there were various large and small hammers, pliers and some unrecognizable tools placed on the table.
A huge copper vat filled with clean water was placed next to the forging table.
Other than that, there was nothing else in the room, let alone a place to sit, so it was barely possible to get a foothold.
Lihe came in awkwardly and bowed to Hu Hai: "The little room is in a mess. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
"It's nothing. When I entered your house, I somewhat believed that you are the most skilled person in casting in this Shangfang." Hu Hai said with a smile.
"I wonder what your Majesty wants to make? Although I dare not say that everything can be cast, from the weapons and jewelry used by the Qin Dynasty to bronze mirrors and horse gear, I can still make one or two." Li He heard that Hu Hai could make something.
Still a little distrustful of his own skills, he rubbed his messy white hair and said proudly.
"Can you build this thing?" Hu Hai motioned to Zhang Han to give the things he gave him to Lihe.
Lihe took the white cloth handed over by Zhang Han with both hands and looked at it carefully.
"Hey!" Lihe looked at it for a while and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, I have never seen this thing before. I wonder what the purpose of your majesty is to create this thing?"
On the white cloth are two sketches, which are very crude. They were temporarily drawn by Hu Hai last night.
One picture shows a C-shaped semicircle with several sharp nail-like things growing on it; the other picture shows a thing with two high ends and a low middle, with two plates on both sides that curve downwards like armor.
, there are two hanging straps on the left and right sides of these two plate-like things, and two square frames with a hollow middle are hung on the straps.
Although both pictures are very rough, if a modern person sees what is on this white cloth, he will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. These are the three artifacts of the cavalry - the saddle, the stirrup and the horse shoe.
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in, calm pace, Ming Yue Hanyan, four brothers for their rewards, and thanks to brothers ☆Evil Shadow of the Moon God☆ for their comments and reminders, then Jiuzhou will try the challenge tomorrow and see if he can explode.