Chapter 1072: What kind of fate is this?
The 'knot' is an extremely important identity object.
Zhang Xuezhou has made a lot of small moves in the past in the aspect of 'festivals', and he knows the articles very well.
But if there is a problem with anyone's 'section', he will let it pass, and any subsequent problems will have nothing to do with him.
Tomb robbers are not allowed to enter or leave, and neither can those who have problems with the festival.
"The Chang'an City Gate didn't check your festival is over there, and entering and exiting on our side is to be a 'festival'!"
Zhang Xuezhou naturally hoped to be as convenient as he could when he passed, but when he did this, he also became the most troublesome gatekeeper in the eyes of passers-by.
Not to mention the tomb robbers, even the craftsmen who came to work normally were stopped for most of them.
These craftsmen rode in the carriages of the two departments of Shaofu and Zongzheng, and relied on the carriages to travel smoothly all the way until they were blocked at the East Sima Gate.
The craftsmen made a loud noise, and Zhang Xuezhou didn't care.
"I can't afford to delay the construction of the imperial mausoleum, you are afraid that you have made a mistake, it is you who should cut off your head after delaying the construction of the imperial mausoleum, what is this about us guarding the door!"
"It is a felony to break into the city gate, and there is no shortage of people who have caused serious consequences, so if you have the courage, enter it!"
……
Although the East Sima Gate is so three melons and two dates, and the soldiers are not even as strong as some people, but after Zhang Xuezhou said a few words, no one dared to enter the East Sima Gate.
There were craftsmen there who discussed a detour, but the coachman who drove the carriage did not.
For the coachman, the other party's duty is to send people here, but if he changes the route privately, it is good that nothing happens, and if something happens, it will also be a trouble.
"My lord, why do you bother us miserable people!"
"If we can't meet the deadline, the overseer will deduct the money!"
"Our family is still counting on money to buy food!"
"The weather is getting colder and colder, and the price of food will be higher and higher in the future, if we don't hurry up to earn some money, we will starve and freeze in winter!"
"I haven't checked our festival before!"
"My festival is still at home, I don't know how much time it will take to come back and forth, where to catch up with the deadline!"
"There are no return cars and horses in this place, we have to run back!"
"It's all for the imperial court......
The craftsmen clamored one after another, and eventually it turned into playing the sympathy card to plead, and some craftsmen knelt down to plead.
"Well, on the first day of taking office, this official is not so harsh that he does not leave a trace of affection, tomorrow you all need to bring a festival, I don't recognize half a word" Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Is it possible to pass directly today?" A craftsman with a hammer asked.
"Let me take a closer look at the people, and remember what you look like, and then you go in!"
Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and motioned for the craftsman with the hammer to step forward.
"My lord, I look like this, you see ......"
Zhang Xuezhou didn't wait for this craftsman with a hammer to be verbose, and after thinking about casting the spell, he imprinted a finger on the other party's eyebrows.
When dozens of memory fragments floated by, Zhang Xuezhou's physiognomy was retracted, and he signaled that the other party could enter the city gate.
"Next!"
"Next!"
"Replace the next one!"
……
In the end, the strict law enforcement could not avoid the bitter card of the craftsmen, and Zhang Xuezhou had to get a warning of 'not taking an example'.
But he didn't take it lightly and used magic to conduct another test.
The technique of fixing people was touched and closed, and Zhang Xuezhou also found some additional things of interest.
Through the memories of these craftsmen, he saw a close-up view of the emperor's tomb, and even some craftsmen carried pottery figurines, pottery dogs, pottery pigs and other things into the tomb, which also gave Zhang Xuezhou a glimpse of the scene in the emperor's tomb.
These craftsmen may be doing things in the same place, but the memory fragments that emerge from the Xiangren Technique are not unified, but based on the impressions that these people have focused on recently, which also makes Zhang Xuezhou surprised when he released the Shaping Technique, and saw various scenes in Yangling.
"It's not a loss to spend all this mana!"
As soon as physiognomy is put and closed, Zhang Xuezhou has the right to practice.
The memory fragments brought by a large number of craftsmen constantly impacted his mind, bringing a very short sense of faintness, but he obtained different scenes in Yangling, which made Zhang Xuezhou gain a lot of knowledge.
"It doesn't seem like there's anything to steal!"
If there are all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry stained with yellow spring water in the tomb of King Liang's palace, there is a lack of wealth in the imperial tombs that Zhang Xuezhou saw.
What he saw were tens of thousands of terracotta figurines, pottery dogs, pottery pigs and other objects, and there were many frightened pictures of craftsmen passing by the cemetery where tens of thousands of people were buried.
"Huh? You ......"
When Zhang Xuezhou's technique was released on the forehead of a craftsman in his fifties, after the picture of several memory fragments floated, Zhang Xuezhou had already seen the old craftsman smearing the map of Yangling on a roll of animal skin, and the map depicted could be called a naked-eye three-dimensional map, and the other party also drew part of the internal structure, which can be called a guiding guide.
Zhang Xuezhou even saw that the other party had delineated the approximate location of Emperor Jing's burial.
"It's a wonderful map!"
Zhang Xuezhou only felt that this old craftsman's map was excellent, but it seemed useless for a craftsman to take this kind of map, the other party was a craftsman who burned terracotta figurines and assembled the wooden arms of terracotta figurines, and he didn't need this kind of map at all.
Zhang Xuezhou was suspicious in his heart, and the fixing technique in his hand did not let go after casting the spell in a short period of time like before, but stayed for a while.
This led him to see an acquaintance.
"What kind of fate is this? I've come to guard the cemetery gate, and I can still touch it! ”
No matter what kind of skin Jinchang's face is changed to, Zhang Xuezhou has a sense of familiarity, not to mention that Jinchang in the craftsman's impression is a middle-aged appearance, and Zhang Xuezhou has also seen it once.
"If it weren't for Jin Chang's ability to make terracotta figurines, I'm afraid that this old craftsman has become a puppet!"
Jin Chang didn't know the craftsmanship of the old craftsmen, and he couldn't replace the other party, and finally made the other party cooperate through coercion and inducement.
The memory fragments in the old craftsman's mind surfaced several times, and when Zhang Xuezhou couldn't find it out, and realized that the content in his mind was messy, he quickly accepted the technique.
"After I go back in the evening, let that white-faced rich middle-aged man come to Dongsima Gate to find me, and tell him that I am Dongfang Shuo!"
Zhang Xuezhou did not continue to say 'next', but whispered to the old craftsman.
This made the old craftsman's eyes look with fear, his face instantly turned pale, and he held the carved carving knife in his hand and trembled.
The imperial court rewards and punishments are clear, meritorious service is rewarded on the spot, and there is no mercy when there is time, even if he has been a craftsman for more than 30 years, he is still a master craftsman who burns terracotta figurines in Shaofu, but it is not surprising that he is found to be doing hands and feet, and he is executed on the spot.
He wanted to turn himself in for a while, and for a while he wanted to run for his life to Huainan mentioned by the rich middle-aged man, and for a while he was so trembling in his heart that he couldn't control his hands and feet.
"Zhang Laogao, are you shivering and sick?"
When the craftsmen in the queue at the back asked, the old craftsman collapsed to the ground with a pale face.
If he surrenders, he will die, and he has no such blessing to escape to Huainan to live his life.
If Zhang Laogao wanted to fight back, he was paralyzed to the ground at this time, and he couldn't show any strength at all.
Zhang Laogao looked at the sky with his eyes, and he couldn't figure out why this kind of confidential matter where only two people met was known by Sima Ling, the bus of East Sima Gate.
"The newly appointed bus Sima Ling, and he still wants that 'Netherworld' to come to see him at night, could it be that he is also from our group!"
Lying on the ground and trembling for a long time, it was only when someone splashed his face with water that Zhang Laogao came back from his trance.
If he wanted to find a chance to live, Zhang Laogao felt that only if the newly appointed bus Sima Ling was his own person, he could survive.
(End of chapter)