"No hard work, I'll just move in." The old man calmly arched his hand, turned around and turned the boulder horizontally from the flat ox cart, squatted slightly against the boulder, and said "Hi" softly, and had already lifted the boulder.

The old man of the white camel panicked and hurriedly gave way, surprised that the old man in front of him was so strong, and accidentally slipped under his feet and had fallen into the courtyard.

The old man of the white camel was so hurried that he knelt in the mud and kowtowed to the sky, praying loudly, "God, God, God, the people don't want to slip and fall, you can't help but rain!" ”

The black-clothed poster, who had not spoken behind the ox cart, walked over quickly to help the old man up, "Old man, the man falls into the sunny, the woman falls in the yin, and the old man falls in the yin." Are you afraid that it won't rain? ”

The old man of the white camel couldn't help but laugh, "Housheng, I think you are a noble appearance." You've solved this spell well, solved it well! The old man fell into the shade? You can figure it out! The old Qin State can't live without rain. ”

The black-clothed queen smiled and said: "The people's heart is the heart of heaven, can God have another set?" Old man, let's go inside, it's raining in the yard. ”

At this time, the old man with the big stone on his back had steadily walked to the stone carving workshop without a door in the middle, leaving a series of footprints half a foot deep in the small courtyard! The old man seemed to be familiar with this place, and as soon as he crouched down, he rested the large stone slab on the most suitable wooden seat for chiseling. The black-clothed Housheng helped the white-camel old man in, and the black-clothed old man was already standing there calmly. The old masonry looked up and down, was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, and bowed deeply, "Old brother, the true way of heaven and human divine power." ”

The old man in black smiled: "Big Brother Bai, don't dare to be." Look at this slate. ”

The old masonry walked to the stone frame and took a look, and could already see from the corner where the black cloth was not tightly wrapped that this stone slab was not a newly quarried mountain stone, but an old bluestone slab that was difficult to chisel, and he couldn't help asking: "When will the old brother come to fetch it?" ”

"Please do it now, Brother Bai, I'll wait here and move away after the carving."

"I haven't used an axe and a carving knife for many years...... The old man of the white camel was a little apprehensive, and he was really afraid that he couldn't stand the two nobles in front of him.

"Old man, the people say that you are a genius, and you will not be bad."

Looking at the young man's trusting gaze, the old man of the white camel suddenly became energetic, "Okay, please sit down for a while, and I'll look at the words." After speaking, he skillfully shook off the cloth knot, and at a glance, his face changed greatly. Although the old masonry is far from being called a scholar, the masonry has been dealing with the inscription for a long time, and he still knows a little bit of words.

The two big words on the bluestone slab are clearly the word "national shame"! For a while, the old mason's heart was beating - who would dare to carve such an inscription? Engrave the "national shame" on the stone tablet and circulate it? In an instant, the old masonry seemed to understand something, and looked back at the old and the young, but saw the black-clothed descendant bowing deeply to him and looking at him silently. The other young man was also slightly shocked, but he didn't say much.

The old man also turned around silently, took off his muddy shirt and trousers, changed into the shabby sheepskin pants worn by the masonry workers, and walked to the bluestone slab with a hammer, chisel and axe.

When squatting and straddled the stone slab, the old man's hands trembled, and he brought the iron chisel close to the big characters, but he did not dare to lower the hammer. The black-clothed descendant stood beside him and asked faintly, "Old man, the old Qin people all think like this, right?" The old man nodded silently with tears in his eyes.

"Then let's get the hammer, old man." The black-clothed post-emitter said.

"Bell ——!" This hammer was actually a sonic shock to the house, and the aftermath echoed for a long time.

The old mason's big tears splashed on the stone slab with the sound of the hammer, beads of sweat oozed from his naked spine, a pair of arms with bruised tendons, and his white hair trembled.

The old man felt that this was not an inscription, but a hammer inlay of the souls of his sons, wives, daughters, and the war dead in his clan on this stone tablet that would never decay.

When the hammer chisel hit a line of small characters next to the stele, the old man no longer knew it, but instinctively felt that this was the blood, tears and hatred of the old Qin people for generations, and it was the heavenly spell to exterminate the blood and fire of the sword soldiers. Hammer by hammer, although the old man was teary-eyed, but it was really a miracle, and he typed out the words of the stone tablet without any difference, bluestone white characters, and the strength was wonderful.

Throwing away the hammer chisel, the old man of the white camel slammed into the stone tablet, and the old tears were vertical and horizontal, and he couldn't cry.

The old man in black silently squatted down to help the old mason. The black-clothed descendant turned away and looked up at the boundless rain curtain.

"Brother Bai, this is a hundred old sword coins of the Wei Kingdom, please accept it." The old man in black took out a leather bag from his bosom and handed it to the old mason.

At that time, the world called the old knife coin of Wei "Old Wei Qian", which was a knife-shaped iron coin minted during the period of Wei Wenhou. Because of the bulky and inconvenient carrying, the Wei State has ceased to cast.

But in this way, it has made this kind of knife coin a famous money with antique significance, and it is regarded as a treasure all over the world. The old masons of the white camel are the "countrymen" living in Liyang City, and they are also among the "hundred workers" under the jurisdiction of the government.

This Hundred Old Knife Coin is undoubtedly a lot of money for an old Liyang craftsman. What's more, the old masonry white camel has never seen such a precious old knife coin in his life.

Who would have thought that the old masonry stared at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is the old brother?" These two big characters can be chiseled out by the old white camel's hammer, and death is peaceful. gave money, but the old white camel was cheap. Big brother, do you know an old saying? ”

"Old Qin, go to the national disaster together." The old man in black replied with a solemn face.

"Ah! What is money? What do you want it to do? ”

As he spoke, another black-clothed young man took out two pieces of dried meat and handed them to the tall black-clothed junior. He bowed solemnly to the old man and said: "The old man is righteous and virtuous, and he is not respectful, please accept these two dried meats, and show his respect for the elderly." ”

The old masonry had tears in his eyes, "Hou Sheng, you are a noble person, TOEFL." My old white camel took these two dried meats. The old man fell to his knees and kowtowed to the black-clothed queen.

"Old man ......" suddenly choked up in the voice of the black-clothed backchild, knelt on the ground and helped the old man up, "Qin has hundreds of workers, and it is still difficult to eat meat, which is also a national shame." ”

The old man laughed with tears in his eyes: "There are two words on the tablet of nobles, and the day when the old Qin people eat meat is not far away!" ”

"Well said, old man. After all, the old Qin people have meat to eat. ”

When the clatter of ox carts drove out of the narrow stone-paved streets, the rain continued continuously. After turning a few corners, the ox cart drove into the compound of the state government through a side gate, and directly entered the small courtyard in front of the government hall.

Qin Xiaogong took off his soaked sandwich shirt, put on a dry cloth robe, drank a hot mutton soup, and came to the east hall of the political hall. In the slightly darkened and empty hall, Heibo had already placed the tall stone tablet on the turtle seat that had been prepared in advance. Qin Xiaogong pondered for a while, and ordered in a low voice, "Uncle Hei, no one is allowed to enter the political hall for an hour. ”

Immediately, Qin Xiaogong called Qin Feng, who had gone with him before, and walked into the political hall together.

"Your Majesty!" Qin Feng, who had witnessed a historical scene before, was also a little choked up and speechless at this time.

He agreed, and went out to guard the only stone gate in the courtyard, but he was always uneasy. After thinking about it, he beckoned a samurai with a guard to whisper a few words, and hurried to the last one.

There was still an hour before sunset, and the sixth entrance hall of the national palace compound was already dark and secluded. However, the flashing red figure and sword aura light in the hall added a bright color to the Shen Shen Hall. The slender and tall figure of the sword practitioner, the long fluttering hair, and the flame-like red power suit all showed that this was a girl full of youth.

This is a hall full of various weapons, the back two are the harem of the Qin State, and the first five are the government affairs rooms of the monarch.

This hall full of weapons is separated between the monarch and the harem, and is called the Short Soldier Hall. The weapon racks in the hall are all kinds of short weapons.

Not only are there the popular knight thick-backed short swords and broad-bodied short swords in the Central Plains, but also the curved sword of the extinct Wu State - Wu Hook, and others such as the Korean battle axe, Rong Di's war knife, Dongying's fighting knife, Yue's thin sword, Wei's iron shield, Zhao's cowhide shield, etc., almost included all kinds of commonly used short weapons in the world at that time.

The sword girl constantly chooses a variety of short weapons to practice in the hall, no matter how fast or slow, but it is a basic combat action that is not fancy at all.

When she took down a Wu Hook bent sword from the sword rack to practice, she swung the sword and slashed diagonally, but there was no sharp sword wind whistle. She couldn't help frowning and slashed several times, but it still didn't work. Stopping and thinking about it, she took out a sweat towel and sassafras, and hurried to the front yard with Wu Hook, her steps were light and her gait was soft, and she swept over the thresholds like the wind.

The courtyard of the government hall was quiet, only the sound of the rain. The girl walked lightly into the courtyard, walked to the door of the study, and called softly, "Heibo." Seeing that no one answered, she smiled mischievously, stretched her neck and looked into the study, but there was no one. She patted her head, smiled suddenly, and walked lightly from the bottom of the corridor to the hall of the government hall. When she walked to the door, she stretched her neck again and looked in with a playful smile. Suddenly, she held her breath, her beautiful face was full of astonishment and fear, she hurriedly covered her already open mouth, gently withdrew a few steps, turned and ran towards the backyard.

In a moment, the girl in red helped the white-haired Queen Mother to the door of the political hall. Heber hurried forward and opened the door of the hidden hall of the political hall. The white-haired old queen mother did not speak, only shook her hand at Hei Bo, and walked straight into the political hall.

In the dark and dreary political hall, Yingquliang was lying on the ground, covered with patches of blood. Five steps in front of him, there stood a tall stone monument, and the blood stains on the monument glowed faintly red in the heavy hall. On the side was the pale-faced Qin Feng, who also had blood stains on his body.

"Big Brother ——!" With a cry, the girl threw herself on Yingquliang, and the Queen Mother stood motionless in front of the stone monument. In the center of the stele are two shocking characters - national shame! The blood in the groove had not yet coagulated, and the thin lines of blood were still meandering downward. At the top right of the stele is a line of fist-sized characters - the people of the country are eternal, and the six countries are divided into Qin, which is a shame for the country, and the world is humble and ugly. At the bottom left is the five words "the first year of Yingqu Liang". The stone tablet is stained with blood, and the blood thread is thready, which is unbearable.