Chu Xiao's suggestion can be heard.

Yingcheng frowned.

It was not unreasonable for him to build the wall in three days, one day ramming earth to dig the foundation, and two days to raise the wall.

That is, the tofu slag project, first build the wall, as for when it will fall, do not think about it.

But according to Chu Xiao's suggestion.

Don't say three days, even if you add another three days, it can't be done.

"If you build it this way, how long will it take to finish?" Yingcheng couldn't help asking.

Chu Xiao pondered for a moment and replied, "Fifteen days!" ”

"How long will it take for the embankment inside the wall to be lifted?" Yingcheng asked again.

"This?" Chu Xiao replied suspiciously: "Twelve days! ”

"How long will it take to remove the gutters?" Yingcheng asked again.

Chu Xiao sighed in his heart, understood this specific request, thought about it for a long time, and said with difficulty: "Eight days!"

"How long will it take to surround the Soap River Bridge without a wall?" Yingcheng said directly this time:

"For five days at most, I must see the wall that separates the inside and outside!"

Chu Xiao glanced around, nodded with a sigh, and said, "Okay!" ”

He didn't want to talk anymore.

He believed that Yingcheng would eventually suffer the consequences.

How can it be created like this!

Flood control, collapse prevention, rain prevention, defense, blockage prevention... All of them have to be taken into account.

"Then it's bothering the eunuch to supervise!" Yingcheng nodded and staggered away.

All he wants is a wall!

He didn't want to erect a wall if he could.

But the way people think is very strange, if you don't build a wall to separate the inside and outside, people will never think that this is your territory.

No more attention was paid to the construction of the wall.

Yingcheng came to the place where the original palace craftsman was the master.

There are seven or eight paper-making parts here that are being built separately.

Large waterwheels, yang engraving Qin character molds, ink cao for placing printing plates, brushes, etc.

"Meet the Grand Commander, Captain."

As soon as he walked to the former site of the palace craftsman's department, there was a black armor guard to meet him.

All components are manufactured in strict confidentiality.

Not only are there black-armored guards on the outside, but the various manufacturing teams inside are also closely guarded.

Meantime.

The black guards are also supervising each other, and they are not allowed to leave, and if they are discovered, they are regarded as secret spies.

He doesn't think so.

The Great Qin court, the soldiers of the Great Qin, each of them was loyal to the First Emperor, and it was not uncommon for a rat to harm a pot of soup.

Get inside.

The first thing that catches your eye is the manufacture of the Yang-engraved Qinzi mold.

"Keep going, leave me alone!"

Yingcheng raised his hand to stop the craftsman who was working hard.

Pre-Qin Three Uniques, Clay Fan, Iron Fan, Investment Mold!

Under the leadership of the great coppersmith, the yang engraving mold is made by investment molding.

Seriously, it's really unique.

He gave the great coppersmith a hundred and twenty words.

Among them, there is the anti-'Qin' character.

People first used a piece of wood to put on the Qin character, hand-carved an anti-'Qin' character, and polished it finely.

Then apply the low slurry layer by layer, and finally wrap the entire Qin character, cover one end with the base, and make a character jar.

It only needs to be burned on the fire surface.

The wood inside burned to ashes, and a yang engraving mold of the character 'Qin' was made.

After that, the bronze engraving plate mold is poured.

"Not bad!"

Yingcheng touched a yang carving mold that had been made, picked it up and looked at it carefully, and sighed in surprise.

"The third system of kings!"

"The third system of kings!"

"The third system of kings!"

Yingcheng looked through several other Qin Ziyang engraving plate molds in a row.

There really is.

Just on the side of the word block, a slightly inconspicuous place, in the same position, slightly protrudes these three words.

Wang San is the name of this great coppersmith.

Create accountability!

Once an accident occurs, the specific person can be directly held responsible.

He swears.

When he assigned the task last night, he absolutely did not give an order that anyone who could not get it out, or if he failed to do so, he would be severely punished.

And now.

I actually saw the words on the block that directly named and named whoever created it.

How not to be surprised.

Just walking next to a carpenter who was carving according to the word, Yingcheng saw that the carpenter was carving the words "Wang Sanji" on the wooden block of the "word".

This place will be raised when the mud burns paper, and when it is poured again, it will sink down.

"The responsibility system has been integrated into the blood of Daqin craftsmen!"

Yingcheng sighed lightly in his heart, not knowing whether to be happy or sigh for it.

"Wang San, this is your appointment document for the Zhongzao Order!"

"This is a bounty document issued by this official, and you can get the bounty when you go to the official residence of Zhisu Neishi."

"In the future, your money will be provided by the Zhisu Inner History Mansion."

Yingcheng said, giving a look to one of the black-armored guards who was accompanying him.

Instrument of appointment.

It has been stamped with the official seal of his great decree.

Have a formal appointment from the government.

From then on, this king san, including these five craftsmen.

All of them will belong to the first super workshop of Dalufu, the registered craftsmen of the mold construction department of the printing workshop.

And this group will have an independent workshop platform in the future, and will deeply cultivate these 120 Qin characters.

No matter how big or small, it will be created by these people.

If he can't get busy, he will find a place to grab it...... Bring in a few craftsmen.

But right now.

Zila!

Originally, the big coppersmith was engrossed in pouring boiling hot copper water into the mold.

Suddenly, a hand trembled, and the hot copper water came out.

"Childe be careful!"

There was an exclamation at the scene.

Yingcheng only felt that his shoulder was grabbed by an iron hand, and when he reacted, he had been pressed into Guo Huaiyi's arms.

There was also the cold sound of the bronze sword in his ears.

It was like an earthquake in this isolated place.

Whether it was the great coppersmith, or other carpenters, or masons, they were prostrate on the ground with a look of horror.

"The grass people know their crimes, the grass people know their crimes, and when the grass people hear the will of the Great Law, they are excited for a while, causing a big disaster, and the Great Law orders to spare their lives."

Wang San stumbled and begged for mercy, and his face turned white.

Several of the other craftsmen also trembled and begged for mercy.

"One cheap life, cut your ten lives, and it is not worthy of the hatred of the son's hair."

Guo Huaiyi let go and stared at Wang San coldly, and ordered: "Come on, pull it out and behead it." ”

The two black-armored guards had no questions about the execution.

"Whew, slow down!"

Yingcheng then reacted to what had happened.

When Wang San heard the official appointment documents, plus the bounty, his hands trembled with excitement and the copper water overflowed.

Even looking at the production table, there is no splash.

And Guo Huaiyi reacted too quickly and protected him in an emergency.

Seeing that he was fine, he poured his anger directly on Wang San's body.

It was an accident.

If Wang San is beheaded because of this, there is no logic at all.

"Childe!"

Guo Huaiyi's face was grim and wanted to persuade Yingcheng, "Once the copper water splashes, the end will not have time to react, the hot copper water will hurt the son, and the end will be hard to blame." ”

"Okay, okay, release the person, give him the appointment papers." Yingcheng waved his hand and reiterated again:

"The copper water didn't splash, even if it was splashed, it was an accident, he didn't have the idea of assassinating me, let him go!"

Guo Huaiyi paused, and motioned to the two black-armored guards who had already captured Wang San to let Wang San go.

"The grass people thank Gongzi for sparing his life, and the grass name Xie Gongzi spares his life."

Wang San, who let go, knelt on the ground and was tired and grateful, but he didn't even dare to accept the appointment paperwork.

"Alright, restore order, continue to build!"

Yingcheng flicked his sleeves and didn't pay attention to it, but let out a long sigh in his heart.

There is still a long way to go!

This scene is the current situation of Daqin!

And such a status quo is a state that is recognized by both the top and bottom.

Guo Huaiyi thought that Wang San endangered his life, so he wanted to kill.

Wang San thought that he had endangered his life and was going to be killed.

This has nothing to do with Qin Law.

Strict rules!

This kind of rule is even far more than the Qin law enforced.