Chapter 114 Xianyang

Yun Lang knocked on the armor and made a banging sound.

Dazai looked at Yunlang and said, "You don't think this is the bones of General Wang Qian, right?" ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "I just want to be sure." ”

"There are figurines accompanying the funeral, but ah, it won't be General Wang Qian, nor will it be Yang Duanhe, Meng Fu, and Wang Ben."

Yun Lang smiled: "Li Si Zhao Gao is impossible, who will it be?" ”

Dazai looked at Yun Lang and said, "There are two hundred and forty beauties from the six countries, plus thirty-six beauties from my Great Qin, and sixty-one musicians!" ”

"No eunuchs?" Yun Lang asked with a sneer.

Dazai pointed to the figurines carrying lanterns not far away and said, "The two hundred and eleven eunuchs in the Zhangtai Palace are all here......

Yun Lang was silent.

Beyond Wang Qian's armored figurines, Yun Lang's eyes suddenly opened up.

A raging river blocked the way.

Dazai crossed the Yellow River, carefully avoided Hangu Pass, turned back to Yun Lang and said, "Be careful with your feet, don't break the arrow tower." ”

Yun Lang glanced at the geographical model of the mountains and rivers under his feet and said: "The proportions are wrong, the spacing between the Yellow River and Weishui is wrong, the lotus peak on Huashan Mountain has been made into a mushroom, can't the First Emperor find a few better craftsmen to make this thing?"

In addition, I thought that all the rivers and lakes should be mercury, how could it be water? This causes the mausoleum to become damp, which is not conducive to the conservation of the body.

In addition, the top of the mausoleum should also have the sun, moon and stars inlaid with precious stones, and shouldn't it be replaced by some tattered lanterns? ”

Dazai smiled bitterly and said, "It's not easy for the Second Emperor to do this, how could he spend all his money to build a mountain for the First Emperor?" ”

Yun Lang tiptoed on the position that should be the Dragon Shouyuan, looked down at the position of Shanglin Yuan and said, "What about Afang Palace?" ”

Dazai pointed to the dead branches that were stained green and said, "Where is that?" See those two little canals? There is the Wei River that flows through the Afang Palace, and the Weishui. ”

Yun Lang carefully lifted his legs, stepped on the edge of Weishui, pointed to a one-foot-high attic, and said, "The Second Emperor is too perfunctory for the First Emperor, right?"

I have heard that the front hall of Afang Palace can accommodate 10,000 people, and there is a wooden attic here. ”

Dazai sneered, "The First Emperor is dead, what else can I do?" ”

Yun Lang said in a rambling voice: "Lishan is constructed in the north and folds in the west, and goes straight to Xianyang. The two rivers dissolve and flow into the palace wall. Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor; The corridor waist is back, and the eaves teeth are high pecked.

Each hugs the terrain and fights with each other. Coiled, embarrassed, beehive water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions of them fall.

Long bridge lying on the waves, Weiyun He Long?

The road is empty, and it is not a rainbow?

High and low are confused, and they don't know the West and the East.

The song platform is warm and warm, and the spring is melting.

The dance hall is cold-sleeved, and the wind and rain are miserable.

Within a day, between the houses, and the climate is uneven.

Afang Palace was burned by the Chu people, I thought that at least I could see a miniature landscape here, but I didn't expect to be fooled by the second emperor again. ”

Dazai sneered: "People are here, majesty is there, people are dead, it's not as good as dogs!" Let's go, there's nothing to see here, and in front of it is the place where the first emperor personally supervised it. ”

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing, Dazai's boasting of the rare thing in the world is that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor looks like this, which really makes him very embarrassed.

The large structure of the entire mausoleum is indeed magnificent, but it is a pity that in some small details, the impatience and perfunctory nature of the second emperor are everywhere.

The geographical map of the mountains and rivers like a child's toy is just that, and even the bluestone slabs on the mausoleum road have become hemp stones that can be seen everywhere.

Yun Lang suddenly thought that it would be very interesting if the final completion of the entire mausoleum was done by Hu Hai.

No matter how subtle the First Emperor's predictions were, even the most ingenious designs could become full of loopholes when it came to a son who longed for his early death.

"This was originally a mountain stream, and the first emperor ordered people to flatten the two mountains, and then built a roof on the mountain stream, and a large hollow was naturally created in the middle.

The entire mausoleum was built within this mountain stream, forming another world. ”

Dazai's voice came from the front, and a bustling street market appeared in front of Yun Lang, and there were many pedestrians on the road who would not move.

Some are hawking, some are silent, some are weaving, some are smiling, and many children are mixed in with the crowd, playing and frolicking on the legs of adults.

Yun Lang opened a wine tank, the wine in it had long been sour, the alcohol had flown away, and what was left was black sake lees and a rancid and unpleasant smell, even after so many years, the unpleasant smell still made Yun Lang feel bored and nauseated.

The little rice in the rice bowl had long since turned black, and it seemed that it had no appetite, and the axe in the carpenter's hand was almost rotten clean, and there was only half a piece of rotten wood in his hand, and the axe fell under his feet, and if he didn't make it carefully, he could hardly tell that it was an axe.

A black centipede came out of Weaver Niang's bun, twisted its body twice at Yun Lang, and immediately got into Weaver Niang's shabby clothes.

The blacksmith was still there, but all the guys were gone, and the blacksmith shop was empty.

When Dazai saw that Yunlang was looking at him, he said angrily: "What you use is someone else's things, and remember to return them to others in the future." ”

"The same is the linen and the silk?"

Dazai sighed and said, "If you don't take it from here, where do you think I can get it?" A lot of things are rotten, and there is not much that can be used, so instead of rotting in vain, it is better to take them out and use them. ”

Yun Lang looked around, under the flickering firelight, the light reflected on their faces flickered and flickered, and each sculpture seemed to have a living expression, either joy, or sadness, or excitement, or frustration......

The sculpture of a beggar has been soaked in groundwater for too long, and half of his body has weathered, and what supports his body is not white bones, but some bamboo strips......

No matter what the world on the ground has become, whether it has changed dynasties or not, it doesn't matter, at least, this is still the Great Qin World.

There were a number of benches in a liquor shop, one of which was exceptionally dusty and had a distinct butt mark on it.

Yun Lang came to the stool, sat on it, put his hands on the table, looked at Dazai with a smile and said, "You like to sit here?" ”

Dazai nodded, skillfully took out a pot of wine from the cupboard, a black pottery wine bowl, poured a bowl of wine for Yun Lang, and took a big sip of wine from the jar and said, "After being here for a long time, I feel that I should be one of them." ”

Dazai's sake is generally not a good wine, and for him, this thing is just a medium to vent his emotions.

Yun Lang could fully imagine how lonely Dazai felt when he sat here alone. After drinking, Yun Lang walked through the bazaar, and a stone's throw away from the bazaar there was a city called Xianyang!

This city is not a fake made up by Qin Huhai, but a real city.

The canyon is cut off by tall walls, and the stone walls of hemp stone stretch all the way above the gorge, blending in with the black roof.

There was a tall city gate in the middle of the city wall, and two warriors as tall as the city wall stood guard by the gate, Yun Lang couldn't see their eyebrows clearly, and could only feel the strong sense of depression they brought.

"After the first emperor unified the six countries, he conquered 120,000 wealthy families in the world and moved to Xianyang, collected the world's gold and iron to cast 12 gold people, and thought that the world would be safe and sound.

Now, the 120,000 wealthy households have long been wiped out, and only the 12 golden people are still staying here, however, where is Daqin? ”

Yun Lang looked up at the two golden figures, and soon he came to a conclusion, a golden man weighed only about a hundred tons at most, and the twelve golden people together weighed only 1,200 tons, he was not uncommon In the Great Qin era, they had thousands of tons of gold and iron, he just doubted how these twelve hundred ton gold men were placed here by them.

In other words, what kind of tools did they rely on to make a hundred-ton gold man move!

Approaching the city wall, Yun Lang found that the twelve gold figures were very poorly cast, and they were only in human form, or rather, they were a piece of gold and iron, which was poured by the craftsman with a pot of copper water and molten iron layer by layer.

If Yun Lang can bring down this golden man, presumably, the golden man will definitely be torn apart.

Yun Lang knocked on the armor and made a banging sound.

Dazai looked at Yunlang and said, "You don't think this is the bones of General Wang Qian, right?" ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "I just want to be sure." ”

"There are figurines accompanying the funeral, but ah, it won't be General Wang Qian, nor will it be Yang Duanhe, Meng Fu, and Wang Ben."

Yun Lang smiled: "Li Si Zhao Gao is impossible, who will it be?" ”

Dazai looked at Yun Lang and said, "There are two hundred and forty beauties from the six countries, plus thirty-six beauties from my Great Qin, and sixty-one musicians!" ”

"No eunuchs?" Yun Lang asked with a sneer.

Dazai pointed to the figurines carrying lanterns not far away and said, "The two hundred and eleven eunuchs in the Zhangtai Palace are all here......

Yun Lang was silent.

Beyond Wang Qian's armored figurines, Yun Lang's eyes suddenly opened up.

A raging river blocked the way.

Dazai crossed the Yellow River, carefully avoided Hangu Pass, turned back to Yun Lang and said, "Be careful with your feet, don't break the arrow tower." ”

Yun Lang glanced at the geographical model of the mountains and rivers under his feet and said: "The proportions are wrong, the spacing between the Yellow River and Weishui is wrong, the lotus peak on Huashan Mountain has been made into a mushroom, can't the First Emperor find a few better craftsmen to make this thing?"

In addition, I thought that all the rivers and lakes should be mercury, how could it be water? This causes the mausoleum to become damp, which is not conducive to the conservation of the body.

In addition, the top of the mausoleum should also have the sun, moon and stars inlaid with precious stones, and shouldn't it be replaced by some tattered lanterns? ”

Dazai smiled bitterly and said, "It's not easy for the Second Emperor to do this, how could he spend all his money to build a mountain for the First Emperor?" ”

Yun Lang tiptoed on the position that should be the Dragon Shouyuan, looked down at the position of Shanglin Yuan and said, "What about Afang Palace?" ”

Dazai pointed to the dead branches that were stained green and said, "Where is that?" See those two little canals? There is the Wei River that flows through the Afang Palace, and the Weishui. ”

Yun Lang carefully lifted his legs, stepped on the edge of Weishui, pointed to a one-foot-high attic, and said, "The Second Emperor is too perfunctory for the First Emperor, right?"

I have heard that the front hall of Afang Palace can accommodate 10,000 people, and there is a wooden attic here. ”

Dazai sneered, "The First Emperor is dead, what else can I do?" ”

Yun Lang said in a rambling voice: "Lishan is constructed in the north and folds in the west, and goes straight to Xianyang. The two rivers dissolve and flow into the palace wall. Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor; The corridor waist is back, and the eaves teeth are high pecked.

Each hugs the terrain and fights with each other. Coiled, embarrassed, beehive water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions of them fall.

Long bridge lying on the waves, Weiyun He Long?

The road is empty, and it is not a rainbow?

High and low are confused, and they don't know the West and the East.

The song platform is warm and warm, and the spring is melting.

The dance hall is cold-sleeved, and the wind and rain are miserable.

Within a day, between the houses, and the climate is uneven.

Afang Palace was burned by the Chu people, I thought that at least I could see a miniature landscape here, but I didn't expect to be fooled by the second emperor again. ”

Dazai sneered: "People are here, majesty is there, people are dead, it's not as good as dogs!" Let's go, there's nothing to see here, and in front of it is the place where the first emperor personally supervised it. ”

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing, Dazai's boasting of the rare thing in the world is that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor looks like this, which really makes him very embarrassed.

The large structure of the entire mausoleum is indeed magnificent, but it is a pity that in some small details, the impatience and perfunctory nature of the second emperor are everywhere.

The geographical map of the mountains and rivers like a child's toy is just that, and even the bluestone slabs on the mausoleum road have become hemp stones that can be seen everywhere.

Yun Lang suddenly thought that it would be very interesting if the final completion of the entire mausoleum was done by Hu Hai.

No matter how subtle the First Emperor's predictions were, even the most ingenious designs could become full of loopholes when it came to a son who longed for his early death.

"This was originally a mountain stream, and the first emperor ordered people to flatten the two mountains, and then built a roof on the mountain stream, and a large hollow was naturally created in the middle.

The entire mausoleum was built within this mountain stream, forming another world. ”

Dazai's voice came from the front, and a bustling street market appeared in front of Yun Lang, and there were many pedestrians on the road who would not move.

Some are hawking, some are silent, some are weaving, some are smiling, and many children are mixed in with the crowd, playing and frolicking on the legs of adults.

Yun Lang opened a wine tank, the wine in it had long been sour, the alcohol had flown away, and what was left was black sake lees and a rancid and unpleasant smell, even after so many years, the unpleasant smell still made Yun Lang feel bored and nauseated.

The little rice in the rice bowl had long since turned black, and it seemed that it had no appetite, and the axe in the carpenter's hand was almost rotten clean, and there was only half a piece of rotten wood in his hand, and the axe fell under his feet, and if he didn't make it carefully, he could hardly tell that it was an axe.

A black centipede came out of Weaver Niang's bun, twisted its body twice at Yun Lang, and immediately got into Weaver Niang's shabby clothes.

The blacksmith was still there, but all the guys were gone, and the blacksmith shop was empty.

When Dazai saw that Yunlang was looking at him, he said angrily: "What you use is someone else's things, and remember to return them to others in the future." ”

"The same is the linen and the silk?"

Dazai sighed and said, "If you don't take it from here, where do you think I can get it?" A lot of things are rotten, and there is not much that can be used, so instead of rotting in vain, it is better to take them out and use them. ”

Yun Lang looked around, under the flickering firelight, the light reflected on their faces flickered and flickered, and each sculpture seemed to have a living expression, either joy, or sadness, or excitement, or frustration......

The sculpture of a beggar has been soaked in groundwater for too long, and half of his body has weathered, and what supports his body is not white bones, but some bamboo strips......

No matter what the world on the ground has become, whether it has changed dynasties or not, it doesn't matter, at least, this is still the Great Qin World.

There were a number of benches in a liquor shop, one of which was exceptionally dusty and had a distinct butt mark on it.

Yun Lang came to the stool, sat on it, put his hands on the table, looked at Dazai with a smile and said, "You like to sit here?" ”

Dazai nodded, skillfully took out a pot of wine from the cupboard, a black pottery wine bowl, poured a bowl of wine for Yun Lang, and took a big sip of wine from the jar and said, "After being here for a long time, I feel that I should be one of them." ”

Dazai's sake is generally not a good wine, and for him, this thing is just a medium to vent his emotions.

Yun Lang could fully imagine how lonely Dazai felt when he sat here alone. After drinking, Yun Lang walked through the bazaar, and a stone's throw away from the bazaar there was a city called Xianyang!

This city is not a fake made up by Qin Huhai, but a real city.

The canyon is cut off by tall walls, and the stone walls of hemp stone stretch all the way above the gorge, blending in with the black roof.

There was a tall city gate in the middle of the city wall, and two warriors as tall as the city wall stood guard by the gate, Yun Lang couldn't see their eyebrows clearly, and could only feel the strong sense of depression they brought.

"After the first emperor unified the six countries, he conquered 120,000 wealthy families in the world and moved to Xianyang, collected the world's gold and iron to cast 12 gold people, and thought that the world would be safe and sound.

Now, the 120,000 wealthy households have long been wiped out, and only the 12 golden people are still staying here, however, where is Daqin? ”

Yun Lang looked up at the two golden figures, and soon he came to a conclusion, a golden man weighed only about a hundred tons at most, and the twelve golden people together weighed only 1,200 tons, he was not uncommon In the Great Qin era, they had thousands of tons of gold and iron, he just doubted how these twelve hundred ton gold men were placed here by them.

In other words, what kind of tools did they rely on to make a hundred-ton gold man move!

Approaching the city wall, Yun Lang found that the twelve gold figures were very poorly cast, and they were only in human form, or rather, they were a piece of gold and iron, which was poured by the craftsman with a pot of copper water and molten iron layer by layer.

If Yun Lang can bring down this golden man, presumably, the golden man will definitely be torn apart.