The Guantian Taoist Hall on Fengqi Mountain occupies a large area, and it is impossible to see the end at a glance, and now the foundation has been laid, and the shell of the side hall has been woven.

In fact, there was still nothing, and he still couldn't see anything, Ji Chengwang saw that there were all kinds of wood in addition to laborers on Fengqi Mountain. The side hall only has a frame to start building, and not a single brick has been made. Linghu Wenshan, the director of the Ministry of Works, said how much wood, how to facing, and how to build, Ji Chengwang also listened to the confusion.

"Not bad."

He nodded solemnly, not knowing how to pretend to understand, and the blankness in his eyes was not hidden.

After a brief introduction, Ling Hu Wenshan clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Now we can only start construction, and it will take at least three years to complete all of them, can Your Highness the Sixth High wait until tomorrow to see the workers put the first brick on His Majesty's 'Heaven Viewing Dao Hall'?" ”

"The first brick tomorrow?"

This Ji Chengwang didn't know, his eyes immediately lit up and said: "Naturally, I want to see it, and I can report the process to Your Majesty when I go back, otherwise I feel that I have come in vain." ”

Linghu Wenshan praised him a few words, and looked around: "I asked someone to arrange a place for His Highness to stay, and His Highness has been wronged to stay here overnight, and tomorrow will be able to put on the bricks early in the morning, and I have to keep an eye on it here." ”

"Go ahead."

Ji Chengwang looked at it, and he could already imagine that His Majesty would be happy if he knew the situation here.

"Sixth Highness?"

The cautious and tentative voice made Ji Chengwang turn around.

Yan Hong had a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face: "It's really the Sixth Highness." ”

Ji Chengwang didn't remember Yan Hong, and Yan Hong, who was exiled here as a coolie, was dressed in a coarse cloth shirt, where was the glamorous and majestic style in the palace at the beginning.

"Your Highness the Sixth must not remember the minion."

If he hadn't been the sixth prince, Yan Hong felt that he might not remember him.

"He is Yan Hong, the eunuch who was protected by His Majesty," Gao Yang muttered beside Ji Chengwang.

Ji Cheng knew Yan Hong's person at a glance, and his immature face was guarded, "You don't work hard to atone for your sins, and you come to talk to this hall about something." ”

It's so tender.

Yan Hong slandered, and smiled more like a chrysanthemum: "The slave came over to ask His Highness for peace." Your Highness's first visit, right? Minions take you away? Don't look at this place now it's full of building materials, it's a lot more interesting. ”

In this barren mountains and mountains, what fun can there be in a place where labor is labor?

Ji Chengwang didn't believe it.

"You come with me."

Yan Hong deliberately climbed up to him, took a master and two servants, and came to a lively place.

It's just that they are standing on the hill, far from the really lively place, Yan Hongqi looked at the lively place under the hill, "There are all kinds of people who work here, but most of them are still in forced labor, and only a small part are in prison." Below, there was a small enclosure, and every few days people would send death row prisoners over, either to do labor or gladiatorial fighting, and the six highnesses came down just in time, and it was in the gladiatorial fight at this time. Would Your Highness be interested in placing a bet? ”

There is also such a private fighting place in the capital, which is specially opened for dignitaries, Ji Chengwang has never heard of it, and at this moment the earth-shaking shouts are in front of him, which makes his heart itch.

Yan Hong could see it from his looking expression, and smiled: "Your Highness doesn't need to be restrained, there are many people who come here to bet, Your Highness only brings a few people with him when he changes his clothes, let's not say that no one can recognize you." ”

"Forget it," Gao Yang didn't want to call him.

Ji Chengwang looked at this: "Just go and see." ”

Yan Hong took Ji Chengwang, who had changed his clothes, and the two eunuchs to get in. Others thought that this eunuch with eyes and hands brought someone's son to play, and gave up their place to stand and watch.

This kind of private fighting place is very simple, only a circle is drawn on the spot, and the people gather the prisoners who are still wearing prison uniforms in the middle, shouting and scolding, if anyone fights well, the knife coins and silver will be smashed at whoever is like falling leaves.

The prisoners will fight harder.

It is often the key point that is called to stop and let people bet.

Ji Chengwang threw the gold leaf he touched from his body into the tray: "I'll bet on that tall and strong one to win." ”

"Hey."

Yan Hong took out his sole proprietorship: "How can you let His Highness contribute," he threw a few silver ingots into it, and whispered to Ji Chengwang, "Your Highness, don't worry, there are cockfighters in there." ”

This area is the residence of the laborers, like a large shantytown, there are all kinds of gambling hidden in the depths, and all of them are rough people, Ji Chengwang is mixed in it, listening to their foul language feels both rude and enjoyable, and no one knows him, he loses the gamble and scolds his father and mother, and no one lets him, losing is losing, winning is winning, really hearty.

With Yan Hong with him, no one can be less than eating, drinking and having fun, listening to them say that women, Ji Chengwang, who stole the tomb, was drunk and called Yan Hong a good slave.

Yan Hong supported him skillfully, and flattered him generously: "Then the slave is counting on His Highness to call the slave back that day." ”

"Good place, good place."

Ji Chengwang had a big tongue, and he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, but fortunately, there was still a Gao Yang who would get him back to his residence with Yan Hong.

"Let's rest."

Gao Yang didn't have a good impression of Yan Hongke, and he drove people away as soon as he arrived at the door of the residence.

Yan Hong didn't mind, and watched them go in and leave.

Gao Yang got him in: "Really, drinking like this in this kind of place, let the prince know that he should be blamed again." ”

"Pee."

Ji Chengwang was dragged around, "Find a place quickly, I want to pee." ”

"This way, this way."

Gao Yang helped him to the wall, and dragged him back to the room. He had drunk himself and sat there unable to stand up, unaware that the wood by the wall outside the door was hissing and burning.

At first there was only a wisp of fire, which was swayed by the night wind, and slowly wrapped itself around the wood, and after a while the weak fire mixed with the wind became stronger, and the whole wood burned, and the fire climbed up the house, and over the wall, and made a crackling and burning sound.

The guards guarding outside first found that there was a fire, but the fire was burning in the courtyard behind them, and when they found out, they all wanted to save the prince first, and when they dragged out Ji Chengwang, who was sleeping like a dead pig, the fire had already ignited the courtyard and burned to the courtyard next to it by the wind.

"Hurry up and put out the fire—"

Linghu Wenshan shouted in a single suit, and several servants fetched water from the well, and splashed it sparsely, and the fire was like laughing at them, and the tongue of fire licked higher.

This place is full of stewards, there is a set of orders, the fire is not bad, and when the laborers come over, the fire has already set the courtyard here on fire, and the newly woven side hall structure has also been burned.

Linghu Wenshan poured a bucket of water on Ji Chengwang: "Look at the good things you did!" ”

Ji Chengwang, who was in a daze, woke up completely.