The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 127 The Third Year Sign

"It should be here!"

The dreamer is not Uncle Kurban, but his child, Little Kurban.

Once you understand this, the rest will be easy.

As soon as Taoist Zhaixing and the others came back, Zhang Heng and the others set off together, and under the guidance of Little Kurban, they went to the treasure land he talked about.

Forehead.
In fact, it is a small sand dune, but it is different from other sand dunes. This sand dune is backed by two huge red conglomerate rocks, which can protect people from the sun and wind.

In the past, when Uncle Kurban brought little Kurban out to find wild camels, he would always repair them here.

For Uncle Kurban, this is just a normal resting place, nothing unusual.

But for the young Kurban, this place is a treasure, as long as he is here, he can rest and play.

"It looks unremarkable!"

Taoist Zhaixing looked left and right: "Just judging from the appearance, it's hard to believe that there will be a Hanba Palace below."

"Back to the basics, not into the vulgar."

Zhang Heng said from the side: "Maybe it's because it doesn't look like this, so it is, but what looks like is fake."

Taoist Zhaixing thought for a while and nodded slightly.

It's no wonder that during the first emperor's time, he couldn't find this teleportation array. It turned out to be in the Western Regions.

This is not surprising. It was inconvenient to travel in ancient times. In addition, this place is far away from the Central Plains and is a barbarian land. It makes sense that it would be ignored.

After the first emperor, the theory of ascension became popular.

Others, who didn't have the idea of ​​Emperor Shihuang's whole country becoming immortal, naturally didn't need to find this teleportation array.

As time went by, no one mentioned about the teleportation array, until Mitutoyo became immortal and left, there was no one in the world who could become immortal.

At this time, everyone remembered the teleportation array again.

But at this time, it was the end of Ming Dynasty and the beginning of Qing Dynasty, and 2000 years had passed since the era of the philosophers.

There is no teleportation array, and no teleportation stone.

Looking for it, and where to start, let's honestly switch to ghost cultivation.

"The approximate range should be here. Whether you can find it as soon as possible depends on you."

Turned around.

Zhang Heng turned his attention to Zhang Xiaofo and the others.

Meeting his gaze, Zhang Xiaofo hastily stated: "Don't worry, Commander, we will use this place as the center, dig a hole every one meter, and we will definitely find the location of the Hanba Palace within five days."

This is said with confidence.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng nodded slightly and said no more.

Three days later.

"I found it, handsome, soil, different soil!"

This afternoon.

Just as Zhang Heng woke up from his afternoon nap, he saw Zhang Xiaofo running towards him with a face full of excitement, holding a handful of soil in his hands.

"Marshal, look at the soil, the soil is mixed with charcoal, which is used to prevent moisture."

"Under the natural environment, it is impossible to have such a uniform layer of charcoal. I guess this must be the moisture-proof layer above the underground palace."

Zhang Xiaofo held his hands together like holding a baby.

Zhang Heng took a few glances, half understanding: "Then what are you waiting for, let's dig!"

"Handsome."

Zhang Xiaofo showed a look of embarrassment: "The charcoal layer was dug out from the ground at a depth of 30 meters. I estimate that the Hanba Palace is at least 50 meters from the ground."

After finishing speaking, he looked around again: "This is a yellow sand field. If you dig down, the sand on the left and right will flow down, which is a natural protective layer."

"If you want to dig, you have to dig like a well. While digging, put a layer of thick wood in the shape of a 'mouth' in the robbery hole to make the robbery hole and resist the quicksand, otherwise you will be suffocated inside."

"In the vicinity of Chishi Ridge, there are no trees available at all, and timber must be brought in from outside. This kind of project volume is simply not something that the five of us can complete. I am afraid that many people will be needed."

"people?"

When Zhang Heng heard this, he was not afraid at all: "Go to Cheshi City to recruit people. If 30 is not enough, you can get [-], if [-] is not enough, you can get [-], and if [-] is not enough, you can get [-]. I want to see, it's from Chishiling." There is a lot of sand, but I still have a lot of tickets.”

"Yes, handsome!"

Zhang Xiaofo took orders and left.

hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Driving donkeys and leading camels.

In just a few days, the Chishiling area became bustling.

They have heard that there is a master Zhang in Chishiling who collects timber, and as long as it is shipped over, he will give it to Dayang.

For a while, the entire Cheshi City was boiling. According to gossip, because too much wood was sent to Chishiling, even the coffins in Cheshi City had increased in price.

"What we want here is wood."

"What did you send? These are all branches, each of which is no thicker than a wrist."

Zhang Heng is coming out to inspect the progress of the project.

From a long distance, I saw a wood collector overturning the cart of a brother and sister to the ground.

"what happened?"

Zhang Heng frowned and walked up.

Seeing him, the manager hurriedly put on a flattering look on his face, and whispered: "Dear master, these brothers and sisters got some unwanted branches from somewhere, and they just wanted to get away with it by cart, you Humble servant Awahan will never let them succeed."

Zhang Heng glanced at the siblings.

My brother looks older, he should be about fifteen or sixteen.

My sister is younger, only thirteen or fourteen.

Their small carts are different from others. Others use donkeys to pull them, but they tied ropes to the carts, tied them to their bodies, and pulled them by themselves.

You know, Chishiling is a desert area.

Even with donkeys and camels, they can't pull much wood at a time, let alone manpower.

Looking at the appearance of the two brothers and sisters, their lips are chapped and their eyes are dull.

There is no doubt that they have just experienced a long journey.

"where are you from?"

Zhang Heng ignored his brother and looked at this girl who looked a bit like Hanikezi.

A question mark.

The girl didn't understand Chinese, and couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

"Master asked where your home is."

Awahan asked in Uighur.

The girl lowered her head, grabbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, and replied in a very small voice: "Xia Muguole."

Zhang Heng recited the name of the place, and then asked Avahan, "How far is it from here?"

Awahan replied respectfully, "It's about [-] kilometers from Xiamuguole to here."

"Seventy kilometers?"

Zhang Heng was a little surprised: "How long will it take?"

Avahan muttered for a while, and then replied to Zhang Heng: "They brought water and naan bread, and they walked for two days to get here."

One question and one answer.

Zhang Heng quickly found out the situation of the two siblings.

The two siblings lived in Xiamu Gol, and their father was a local stonemason. Although their lives were not rich, they were not bad.

It's just that the good times didn't last long. In the spring of this year, their father went out to work and was hit by a stone and broke his leg.

The two of them heard that Zhang Heng wanted wood, which could be exchanged for money, so they wanted to come over to try their luck and see if they could make some money to treat their father.

of course.

They heard it, they heard it, but they didn't hear it all.

The wood Zhang Heng wants here is wood that can be used to make planks, and he doesn't need branches.

As for why Awahan overturned their cart.

That was because the two siblings kept begging Avahan to give them some money so that they could go back and treat their father.

Of course Avahan wouldn't spoil them.

There are a lot of poor people these days. Today the two of them can exchange some branches for money, but tomorrow someone has to exchange leaves.

Everyone learns from others, and later he will not have to do his job as a manager.

"Master, this girl's brother said that if you can give him a sum of money, he can decide to keep his sister and let her serve you in the future."

The two sides muttered a word, and Awahan came to report to Zhang Heng with joy.

"Let his sister serve me?"

Zhang Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He still thinks it's beautiful, he thinks I'm the rich man in Cheshi City who is full of fat, leads a few scumbags, and wants to fuck when he sees his mother?"

At Zhang Heng's level, whoever becomes his brother-in-law will have to give it to the brigade commander anyway.

It can't be lowered, and it can't be lowered.

Likewise, what does the Brigadier stand for.

The right to control at least one city, especially in remote places like the Western Regions. You must know that the current king of the Western Regions, Yang Zengxin, has only 4000 troops.

The weapons and equipment were even worse. Zhang Heng suspected that if there was a fight, Yang Zengxin's 4000 men might not be able to defeat his engineering soldiers.

After all, Hainan is currently undergoing large-scale construction, and the Engineering Construction Corps is large in scale, with more than [-] people, which is a brigade-level unit.

Although it is not equipped with heavy artillery and heavy machine guns, there is no shortage of light weapons, and it still has a certain combat effectiveness.

"It's fine to serve me, such a good thing, how can it not be her turn."

"Let's see it this way. Don't they want to make money? I'll give you a chance."

"Awahan, this young man will stay by your side and run errands for you."

"This girl, cook, wash clothes, and do what you can. Back to their wages, our wages are still quite high."

Zhang Heng's tone was relaxed.

This kind of thing is just a little effort for him, but I believe that with these two jobs, it should be able to bring a ray of sunshine to this family that is on the verge of collapse.

If it is not enough, I will find another excuse later and reward the two brothers and sisters with a golden leaf. Anyway, he is the boss, and the right to explain is in his hands.

Moreover, Zhang Heng didn't ask them to be cows or horses, so he just accumulated virtue for himself.

after all.

Counting the days, it will be July soon, and there are still more than ten days before the next annual signing. Zhang Heng doesn't ask for anything else, he just wants peace of mind.

Ten days later.

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng was half happy and half worried, and whispered, "How could it be it?"

Holding a booklet in his hand, he wrote: Essentials of Taiping.

(End of this chapter)