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This night, the entire carpentry camp became very noisy and the torches were brightly lit.
After everyone else was already asleep, the carpentry camp was still busy making equipment.
In the early hours of the morning, the people who got up from the night discovered that the people in Third Song were not only busy in the carpentry camp, but also constantly installing something on both sides of the gully.
But although the people in the carpentry camp were making a lot of noise, the people in the other three songs were still sleeping soundly.
They are either digging river channels or transporting stones every day, and their bodies are very tired. They will fall asleep as soon as they fall down, and naturally they will not be awakened by the sound of carpentry.
When the east turned white and the sky was bright, people who got up early and washed their faces with precipitated water discovered that two huge wooden buildings had been built on the low hills on both sides of the ravine.
There is a wooden bridge at the top of the building connecting the two buildings. There are four or five people in the third song standing on the wooden bridge at the moment, constantly adjusting something.
The structure on the wooden bridge is very complicated, with more than ten ropes hanging down and several thick wooden piles hanging down.
Ji Chang stood on the side of the building, constantly directing people on the wooden bridge to adjust the position of the rope.
The people in the first, second and fourth songs came to the edge and looked at them curiously with dry and hard noodles in their hands.
Some people even asked directly: "Ji Chang, what are you doing?"
Ji Chang turned around and said to everyone with a smile: "Just watch."
Another hour passed, and everything was finally adjusted.
Ji Chang asked the people on the wooden bridge to come down, and then arranged a few people on the opposite hill and the hill here, each holding a round wooden handle connected with a rope.
Ji Chang gave an order, and people on both sides pulled the rope up and to the left at the same time. The huge building facades on both sides creaked, and the wooden piles hanging under the wooden bridge were suddenly lifted up easily. rise.
¡°Then I saw the wooden piles falling freely from the upper left to the lower right. The wooden piles penetrated the air and made a ¡®woo-woo¡¯ sound.
¡®Dong¡¯ Everyone present was shocked, and then they saw that the huge boulder in the gully was hit by a wooden stake, and then it was forcibly moved by the impact.
¡°Move, move!¡± People on both sides shouted in unison.
"Hey drink!"
People on both sides of the strait waved the wooden handles again, and the wooden piles were pulled up together, and then knocked down hard again.
¡®Dong¡¯
There was another deep muffled sound, and the huge rocks below were shaking in the mud.
After more than a dozen rounds of impact, as several wooden piles broke, the boulders suddenly broke through the mud and rolled down.
"Change the tipping bucket." Ji Chang shouted immediately when he saw the stones rolling down with mud.
This time, the people from the third song quickly rushed forward, took down the wooden piles, and carried out the dump truck from the carpentry camp.
After removing the rope and wooden stakes, we saw some structures similar to 'bucket arches' appearing on the wooden bridge. However, to Zhang Daoling on the side, they looked like structures similar to 'gear' shapes.
When the people in the third song installed the dump bucket and fixed the gears, the whole building looked a little strange.
The tipping bucket is very special. The ¡®shovel¡¯ part of the tipping bucket is sharpened into a triangular-like concave and convex shape. This is mainly due to the resistance of the silt.
Although Ji Chang and the others don¡¯t understand what ¡®resistance¡¯ is, their life experience can tell them that the sharper the object, the easier it is to use in water and mud.
The body of the tipping bucket is like a rice bucket, and behind the bucket body is a thick and long spoon handle. The spoon handle pokes out from the 'gear'-shaped structure in the fixed building on one side. From a distance, it looks like a Huge spoon.
Everyone saw Ji Chang and others operating for a while, and then a person from the third song stepped forward and twisted the mechanism on the fixed building. The spoon handle and tipping bucket actually moved up and down and adjusted amidst a burst of 'crunching' sounds.
Finally, as the handle of the dump spoon continued to adjust up and down, it was finally flush with a huge boulder.
At this time, the man raised his hand and grabbed the end of the handle of the spoon, which was as thick as an adult's arm, and then pressed down hard.
There was a soft sound of 'Plop', and the sharp front end of the spoon handle suddenly penetrated into the mud, and then the man grabbed the end of the spoon handle and continued to press down.
With a sound of "Kucha" and "Boom", the wooden spoon handle forcibly picked up the boulder and lifted it into the air.
"Wow"
??The onlookers let out a burst of exclamation, and then cheered.
At this time, Ji Chang immediately arranged for two more people to go down. He saw two people holding the ends of the spoon handle, and the other person began to adjust the mechanism and slowly sent the spoon handle forward, and finally it was sent to the opposite mountain bag.
The person on the opposite side also immediately stepped forward and pushed out the big stone from the handle of the spoon.
??Then he controlled the spoon handle mechanism to retract the spoon handle, and then continued to adjust the position. As before, he removed all the large and small stones in the middle of the ravine one by one and sent them to the hills on both sides.
Zhang Daoling looked on with a smile, as that saying goes, the working people are the greatest.
After half a month of carpentry training, Ji Chang and others were able to figure out how to use the lever principle to clean boulders. Although the efficiency is very low and consumes a lot of wood, this is a good start.
In the following January, the river project progressed faster and faster, and the people in the first, second, and fourth songs found that no matter what was built in the third song, the speed was much faster than before.
Especially the wooden carts. At the original speed, Third Qu could build five wooden carts every day. But now, Third Qu can not only build thirty wooden carts every day, but also repair more than a dozen wooden carts.
This is the quantity based on the need to cut down wood and make other equipment in the third song.
Soon everyone discovered that the wear and tear rate of wooden carts could not match the speed of construction, so the third song began to stop building wooden carts and study other equipment.
By November of the first year of Yuanxing, the completed river course was more than a hundred miles away.
Being able to dig so fast is all due to the invention of various instruments in the third song.
¡°Also, there are more than 20 miles of rivers in the middle, all of which are natural ravines.
"However, the entire land of Tianhan stretches more than a thousand miles from east to west, and there are still 900 miles of rivers left. It can be said that the road is long and long
¡°While Zhang Daoling led the young and middle-aged people to dig and build rivers, the land of Tianhan welcomed a guest.
This guest carries a "box and cage" on his back, holds a wooden staff in his hand, wears a wide robe with long sleeves, and is tied with a jade silk ribbon around his waist. There is also a red tassel tied on the top of the wooden staff.
This is a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a long beard, a thin and elegant face, and eyes full of wisdom.
When he came to Fengcheng, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "After walking so far, I finally saw someone else."
At this time, a group of children came skipping over. When they saw the middle-aged man in front of them, they all asked curiously: "Where is this old man from?"
The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Is this the Tianhan Divine Mansion?"
The little girl headed by nodded and said: "Yes, this is the Tianhan Divine Mansion, and this place is called Fengcheng."
"Fengcheng? Is it a newly built city by the Lord Tianhan?" The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the shabby Fengcheng in front of him.
At this time, several old men in the distance spotted the middle-aged man. They quickly came forward to greet him and said, "Sir, are you not from Tianhan?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I'm from Yujing."
"Yujing!" The expressions of several old men changed drastically. Yujing is the capital of Taiyu Immortal Court.
As if sensing the nervousness of the people in front of him, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone. My name is Feng Xia, and I am the Poetry Collection Officer of the Immortal Courtyard. I heard that the Tianhan Divine Palace was established, so I came here to collect poems." poetry."
When the old men in front of them heard that they were poetry collectors, their originally nervous faces immediately became gentle and happy.
"The poetry collector is here!"
"The poetry collector is here!"
The clear voice of the child shuttled inside and outside Fengcheng, alarming everyone in Fengcheng.
Poetry collectors are ceremonial officers set up by Taiyu Immortal Court. Every year when the leaves turn green in early spring, poetry collectors will be sent by the Immortal Court to visit people in various shrines across the country to collect poems.
They compiled the joys and sorrows of the people in various places, weddings and funerals, folk customs and customs, officials' achievements, the virtues of gods and kings, and people's evaluation of officials and gods and kings into poems. When the leaves fall in autumn, they will take these collected from the people with them. The poem returned to the capital and was reported to the Immortal Emperor.
The Immortal Emperor will judge the governance abilities of local officials and gods from these poems collected from various places, and see the living standards of the people from them, and then reward and punish the major gods.
Poetry collectors have little power and low salaries, but they are indispensable. They are the eyes and ears for the Immortal Emperor to understand the folk customs and the lives of the people in the Immortal Palace. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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