kvmb Chapter 176 Pattern
Chapter 176 Pattern
"It says here that the palace should have 20 rooms. Normally, a house must be strong and durable, and the wood for the main beam and arch must be wide and thick enough, not to mention such a big house. But in this diagram, the smaller third-class wood is used in an extremely sophisticated way to support 20 rooms." Qiaoqiao said this and raised her hand to gesture. "Third-class wood is 7.5 inches wide and 5 inches thick. It's not very strong, but it's easy to cut and shave. Using the method in this diagram, a row of large houses can be built in a dozen days. But it's as thin as a cicada's wing. At most, it can block the wind and provide a place to live. It's too much to ask for more. It might even leak in the rain."
Lin Chuqi immediately grasped the point: "This is to build the house faster, even at the expense of the quality of the house."
Qiaoqiao nodded: "This wolf-chasing-like method of building a house seems... seems like something bad will happen if it is not completed soon. But is the cold weather here so serious? Do we have to use this method to build a hospital?"
Cheng Mao, who was listening quietly, suddenly interrupted: "It's not a clinic."
The two children looked at him with questions in their eyes. Cheng Mao explained, "My family used to run a clinic, and the house was no different from ordinary houses. But during the turmoil a few years ago, the government engineering department in my hometown built a house for the people, called the Bingshangfang, to treat injured people. My parents both became doctors, so I went to see it. The Bingshangfang was built in a few days. It was big but as thin as paper, and it looked very similar to this one."
Lin Chuqi shuddered suddenly: "...riot?"
"What are you afraid of?" Qiaoqiao was not moved at all, and comforted him carelessly, "With Brother Yun here, can the turmoil in the Thirteen States happen again?"
"Brother Yun is not a god. If the barbarians really want to invade, will they be afraid of him?"
Qiaoqiao narrowed her eyes, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to have a good argument with Lin Chuqi, but Lin Chuqi pushed her down and said seriously with a stern face: "I'm not arguing with you. Listen to me, although Wei Fuguang looks crazy, he is very cunning. This time, she bypassed the Ningzhou governor and sent letters to Weizhou and other states to ask for help from craftsmen. She would not casually tell such a confusing thing. Even if you don't believe her, don't you still believe Brother Yun? The position of Provincial Affairs Officer is extremely special not only in Ningzhou, but also in all thirteen states. Brother Yun specially set up such a position. Will he put an unreliable person up there?"
Lin Chuqi's serious mind believed it, but this time the matter was of great importance, so she couldn't help but feel that it was too mysterious. She was skeptical and said, "But...but how could she know in advance that a war was going to start? Could it be that Brother Yun wanted to avenge his past and beat up the barbarians, so he contacted Wei Fuguang?"
Cheng Mao said without hesitation: "Impossible. As long as His Highness is in power, he will never start a war lightly."
Lin Chuqi nodded: "I think so too. A war between two countries is not a child's quarrel. If a war really breaks out, it will cost a lot of money. The Thirteen States have just been rebuilt and are short of money. How can they just start a war? If there is any reason, it can only be an invasion by the southern barbarians."
Qiaoqiao was confused and said, "So Wei Fuguang... predicted the Nanman invasion a month in advance?"
When she mentioned this, Lin Chuqi was also a little confused, and hesitated: "Maybe she got some news in advance? It's impossible that she calculated it by magic."
A fragrance wafted in the air, and the waiter brought three bowls of steaming pig blood cakes: "Here, three bowls of cakes, enjoy your meal!"
The soft and springy coagulated pig blood with chopped green onions in the bowl was very fragrant and rich, which made the three people's appetites grow. They didn't want to talk any more. Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "Let's eat. Who cares? Nansan Jueshen is not a vegetarian."
The waiter overheard and continued, "Are you three guests here to enjoy the three southern wonders? Then you have come to the right place. In the whole Ningzhou, Wu County is the closest to the three southern wonders. There is a section of the west wall for the common people to climb up and enjoy the view. You are young, so you can climb up in an hour or so."
The waiter then kept chattering, saying things like "Prince Jing is amazing", "The big stone formation is spectacular", "I wonder what that bald and weird-looking Jingying Pass is for", and he kept chattering until the three bowls of pig blood cake were finished. Qiaoqiao was still talking while eating, and she was having a great time chatting with the waiter, which made Lin Chuqi's ears buzz, and she couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to cut off the conversation.
At this moment, a few little kids happened to rush into the store with their claws and fangs bared, chasing and shouting: "Unusual, unusual, the phoenix has wings but does not fly. It does not go to the sky and falls to the ground, but rides on a giant insect to travel around. The giant insect has a long body with a hundred feet, and can carry the phoenix to bask in the sun. It steps on the weeds and sings, and only a bald hill is left..."
What a damn nursery rhyme.
This made it even noisier.
Lin Chuqi covered one ear and said, "Master Craftsman, have you finished eating? After you finish eating, let's go to the government office and meet the county magistrate."
He originally wanted to inquire more to avoid being passive in the future. The waiter didn't know the identities of these people and thought they had something to report to the authorities. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Sir, you want to see the county magistrate, but you'll have made a wasted trip."
Lin Chuqi asked: "Why?"
"Our county magistrate's surname is Yang. I heard that he went to the state capital three days ago. I don't know when he will come back. The government office is now under the jurisdiction of the county magistrate, Lord Sun. You have to find him if you want to report to the police."
Qiaoqiao shrugged at Lin Chuqi: "There's nothing we can do about it, let's go out for a walk. Chuqi, give me the money."
At this moment, Yang Jinlang, who should have been in the state capital, was locked up in a cold, damp and dark dungeon in a secret place in Wu County, covered in blood. He was lying on a pile of broken grass, with a swollen nose and face, whip marks all over his body, blood saliva at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be breathing out but not in, obviously he had been tortured more than once.
Just five nights ago, he fell asleep in his own house and woke up in a dungeon. Several men in black took turns to interrogate him about the whereabouts of Ge Zhen and Wu Shameng, and what these barbarians had done in the city.
At first he pretended to be stupid and knew nothing about anything until one of the men in black told him with a cold face the details of a secret letter exchange between him and Ge Zhen last month. He finally gave in.
From then on, he kept his mouth shut and said nothing until now, and he has been tortured until now.
As long as he doesn't say anything, his father will always be safe, Yang Jinlang thought miserably.
But why did he come to this day step by step...
A moment later, Yang Jinlang coughed violently and vomited a pool of bright red blood.
The outer door of the dungeon suddenly creaked open, and the sound of someone walking down the stairs was heard. Yang Jinlang heard the man in black call out "Sir Zheng".
In Ningzhou, when people talk about Lord Zheng, they only refer to the old governor, Lord Zheng, who is over seventy years old.
He bit his lower lip and buried his head deep in the dirty straw.
It is really embarrassing to meet my former peers in this prisoner's state.