"Sir, what do you want to see first?" asked a supervisor carefully.

Jiang Hao looked at the large construction site in the distance. Now there are people working hard, and there are people everywhere. "Let's go around, let me understand the general situation first."

"Okay, I'll call a carriage for the Supervisor." A Supervisor said.

Why call a carriage?

Because the Qin Emperor Mausoleum is too big.

Everyone got on the carriage, Jiang Hao himself, and the five supervisors crowded together, but this made these guys feel very happy. They stood there for a night and walked in with a group of carriages. But the closer they got, the more they sighed at this huge imperial tomb, it was too huge.

According to later surveys and mapping, the Qin Emperor Mausoleum covers an area of ​​56.25 square kilometers and is as big as 60 Forbidden City. The Terracotta Warriors and Horses excavated in later generations are just burial pits next to them, including official roads, palaces, gardens, and stone people and horses.

Not only the main imperial tomb, but also countless workshops and villages are located in it. Some are casting copper chariots and horses, some are building pottery figurines, some are making stone strips, and some are doing carpenters, each with different divisions of labor.

You know, there are 400,000 people here, and some of them have reached the population of a county in later generations.

Jiang Hao saw a lot of pottery figurines piled up in front of him. He thought to himself that this was the famous Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang in later generations. He had seen the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, but it was buried for more than 2,000 years, but he had never seen the new look.

"Go over there and have a look." Jiang Hao said to the person who was chasing the car.

The convoy entered the village, and there were adobe houses with adobe as walls and thatched as roofs. There was also a kiln next to the village, which should be specially used to burn pottery figurines. On the open space, there were many pottery figurines, and some people were coloring these pottery figurines.

Jiang Hao got out of the car and walked towards the open space. When the men working, they saw a group of adults getting off the carriage, they immediately stood beside each other, carefully not daring to speak.

These pottery figurines are either squatting or standing, with different shapes. The armor on their bodies is dressed in Qin army, and the armor, clothes, shoes, skin, and eyes are all painted with rich oil colors, each of which is lifelike.

Jiang Haoxin said, it turns out that this is the real Terracotta Warriors, which looks much better than the ones in Pit No. 1. Even the skin is flesh-colored, and the clothes of these people are even more colorful.

What's particularly interesting is that Jiang Hao looked around and found that almost none of these people had the same faces, and some of them had cute mustaches. Jiang Hao asked curiously: "Who made these faces?"

A man who should be a craftsman replied carefully, "When casting pottery figurines, I said that we should take people as an example. We don't have so many samples, so many of them are made based on the appearance of civil servants."

Jiang Hao nodded,

Now I understand.

Jiang Hao looked at the adobe huts again, walked towards the huts, and found that there was nothing in these huts, there was only some thatch on the ground, some piled with tattered bedding. I thought these people had worked hard for a day, and they had to sleep in the cold thatch at night.

After leaving the Treasure Village, he walked for another quarter of an hour and finally arrived at the main tomb of the Qin Emperor Mausoleum. Jiang Hao found that this was a huge construction site, full of people, densely packed, sitting down at his work.

Seeing the main mausoleum, Jiang Hao only has one word to describe it.

big,

It's so big.

It is said that the underground palace is 392 meters wide from east to west and 460 meters long from north to south, with a total area of ​​about 180,000 square meters.

What concept,

270 acres.

This is just the underground palace master's hall.

After Jiang Hao swept the main tomb, he looked at the civil servants more. Jiang Hao found that these civil servants were haggard and listless, with a blank expression on their faces, but at the urging of the foreman, he had to use all his strength to move huge stone strips.

At this time, the snow was getting heavier and heavier and the weather was extremely cold. However, Jiang Hao saw that many of these civilians were wearing only single clothes, and some of their arms and legs were ground into cloth strips and tied with hemp ropes. They were like beggars, no, they were worse than beggars.

Some people wore ripped cloth shoes on their feet, and some wore straw sandals with exposed toes. Jiang Hao also saw that some people didn't even have a pair of shoes and just stepped on the snow barefoot.

These people are not enough to eat or wear warm, but they are sitting working several times harder than ordinary people. In the end, a large number of technical workers who know the secrets of the underground palace were all ordered to be killed by Qin Ershi to avoid the secrets of the underground palace being leaked. It is said that there are tens of thousands of people in this group.

The remaining part of the people continued to build the outer tombs. When the rebel army appeared, in order to survive, these civilians had to pick up swords and fight with the rebel army.

"parking!"

Jiang Hao shouted.

The carriage stopped immediately, Jiang Hao got out, and the supervisor on the car behind saw that the general manager got out of the car, and immediately rolled down.

Jiang Hao led the group of people to the main hall of the Imperial Mausoleum. When the slight officials, foremen and civilians around him saw it, they put down their work, bent down and bowed to stand beside them.

"Take me to the entrance of the underground palace master's hall and see where the Broken Dragon Stone fell." Jiang Hao said.

"Master Jianjian, the entrance to the underground palace is here." A supervisor immediately stepped forward and led the way. After walking for about ten minutes, he finally arrived at the entrance of the underground palace and saw a complete huge rock blocking the entrance of the underground palace that was three meters high.

The Broken Dragon Stone weighs one million kilograms and should have been lowered only when the underground palace was finally closed. Unexpectedly, it fell down now and completely blocked the entrance of the underground palace. No wonder Qin Shihuang was extremely angry. He didn't want him to go in.

Jiang Hao frowned and looked at the Broken Dragon Stone and asked, "Who knows the situation of Broken Dragon Stone best?"

A supervisor immediately came over and said, "Ran Le was originally responsible for this place, but he was involved in the murder of the Lord and had been..."

The man didn't continue talking.

Jiang Hao snorted coldly after hearing this, "Hmph, even with this one, he can't stand it. He asked a craftsman who knows how to come here."

Compared with officials, Jiang Hao believes in craftsmen who are knowledgeable.

A short time later, an old man was called, and the old man saluted respectfully at Jiang Hao, "I have seen the Grand Superintendent."

Looking at the old man with white beard and torn clothes, Jiang Hao's tone became much warmer, "Let me ask you why the Broken Dragon Stone fell."

"I don't know that the small ones were originally fixed on both ends of the Broken Dragon Stone. Only when the wedges were knocked off would it fall. There was no earth dragon turning over before, so there might be some artificial damage."

Jiang Hao nodded, "How do you think this situation should be fixed?"

The old man wandered for a moment and finally said, "To be on the safe side, the underground palace gate and the palace city were built together. Once it fell, it would be difficult to lift it. Unless the dragon-broken stone was cut off and the palace gate was stripped down and the palace gate was rebuilt."

"But in this way, the project will become huge, and it will require the entire palace vault to be demolished, which is equivalent to rebuilding the upper part. It takes at least two or three years, and the cost is even more huge."

Jiang Hao walked forward, patted the huge Broken Dragon Stone, looked around, and looked up at the top. He had to say that these workers had very good skills, basically fitting the gap. The gap between the Broken Dragon Stone and the palace gate was only the size of two or three copper coins, and the tools could not be inserted at all.

And it is so difficult to pry five or six hundred tons of huge rocks.

"Old man, I ask you, there is a seal on the stone gate." Jiang Hao pointed to the top of the Broken Dragon Stone.

"Sir, there is no closure." The old man replied.

"Then you can drill a few holes below and not hurt the Dragon Broken Stone. It should be fine." Jiang Hao asked, pointing to the stone on the ground.

The old man looked at it, "Sir, this is not difficult. It only takes one day to chisel out. If you look back, these stones can be replaced. It's very simple. But even if there are gaps, there is no such large equipment to lift the Dragon Broken Stone."

If it were placed in later generations, you could indeed find a machine that could lift 500 tons of huge stones, but now it is the Qin Dynasty. No one believes that anyone can lift the Broken Dragon Stone. That is simply a delusion and a dream.

Unless the gods come.

Jiang Hao looked at the old man and ordered, "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. You are here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here, dig six holes for me. It doesn't need to be big, it just needs to be put into a pothole that is the size of a rice bowl."

"Ah, what do you want to do with sir?" the old man asked curiously.

Jiang Hao said seriously, "I want to lift the Broken Dragon Stone."

As soon as Jiang Hao said this, everyone around him was stunned.

Several supervisors were stunned.

The craftsmen next to them were also stunned.

Even Han Zhong, Ji Bu and Lu Xin who were following Jiang Hao.

How is this possible? It is absolutely impossible to lift the Dragon Broken Stone? No matter what these people use, they can't believe that anyone can lift the Dragon Broken Stone.

"Okay, do what I said, come and report it to me quickly after I finish it." After Jiang Hao said that, he turned around and walked back.

When Jiang Hao left, the craftsmen who were staying here immediately started to discuss.

"Elevating the Broken Dragon Stone, even the most powerful warrior in the world can't do it. This is definitely not something that can be done by manpower."

"A million jin, this is a million jin of dragon-breaking stone."

"What if lord really can lift it up, don't forget that our culprit is an immortal who has saved countless plagues in our Jingchu land?" This one looked like the original Chu state.

Back at the carriage, Jiang Hao did not go up, but turned to look at the several masters who were following behind him and said, "Tomorrow I will open the Broken Dragon Stone. You set up an altar at the entrance of the underground palace. How to do Lu Xin knows exactly how to make Lu Xin, the larger the scale, the better, to show respect for the immortals. Tomorrow you will bring all the officials and nearby workers, the better, and take them to the entrance of the underground palace and stand three hundred steps away from the entrance of the underground palace."

"I can do the method of ascending to the altar. Please come, raise the Dragon Broken Stone, and return the Dragon Broken Stone to the position." Jiang Hao said.

Several supervisors couldn't help swallowing.

This sentence,

to be honest,

They don't believe it.

But this is what the boss said immediately, and it is a big leader who is holding their lives. Even if you don’t believe it, you have to do it well.

"We obey the order, we will do it properly." Several supervisors bowed together and said.
Chapter completed!