Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

  Chapter 131 Qin Ping Avenue

   In a blink of an eye.

   It's another autumn harvest season.

  After tens of thousands of people working tirelessly, a gray-white concrete road winding like a long dragon finally runs through the entire Qinling Mountains.

  On the day the road was completed, Mr. Mo visited the site in person and named it [Qin Ping Avenue].

   This is composed of a character taken from the titles of the Qin State and itself, which means "Great Qin and Eternal Peace".

  Although it sounds a bit "flattering".

   But be an official!

   Not shabby.

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  The speed of information dissemination in the Warring States Period was not fast. 【Qinping Avenue】has just been built, and now even in Xianyang, which is the closest to the Qinling Mountains, not many people know that there is such a road above the Qinling Mountains.

  So in a short period of time, naturally not many people will pass on this road.

  However, anyone who passed by the Qinling Mountains recently was shocked by this hard and flat road that suddenly appeared across the entire Qinling Mountains.

  Like now...

  A silhouette in black robe riding a horse.

  A young scholar with a sword riding in a carriage.

  A rugged hero with nine beads on his shoulders.

  Three 'guests' who came from a faraway country met here by chance.

  The three of them had already made sufficient preparations, planning to cross the Qinling Mountains and visit the local masters in Hanzhong.

  However, before they entered Hanzhong, the three of them were already shocked by the strange material, spacious and extremely flat road in front of them just after arriving at the entrance of Qinping Avenue.

"this road······"

  The black-robed figure on the horse was shocked, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, he heard a loud shout from the side.

   "Hey~ the three over there, do you want to cross? If you plan to pass by [Qinping Avenue], come over and pay. If you don't want to cross, get out of the way and don't block the people behind."

  The shout immediately brought the three of them back to their senses, and it wasn't until then that the three of them suddenly realized that they were aware of the abnormality of the other two beside them.

  The three of them squinted their eyes, but didn't say much.

   Instead, they drove their mounts and walked towards the "toll collector" at the intersection that they had just shouted.

  The outfits of the three of them are actually a bit strange at the moment, but the 'toll collector' at the entrance of Qinping Avenue has seen many people in strange clothes, so he didn't care too much, just said to himself:

   "Entering Hanzhong from Qinping Avenue, one person will pay 1 kuai, 5 kuai for horses, and 10 kuai for horse-drawn carriages. If you carry goods with you, you will be free for less than 50 catties. If you exceed the weight, you will be charged according to the weight."

   "You also need to collect money when you cross the road. How is this different from robbers and bandits?"

  Hearing the 'toll collector' speak, the other two didn't react too much, but the rough hero couldn't help but frowned and spoke out.

The 'toll collector' sneered and said, "Would bandits and bandits open up such a road for you in the deep mountains and old forests? Do you know how much it cost to build this road? Now I only charge you a little money to let you walk on this road , it’s already cheap for you.”

   "I loved it, but get out."

   This 'toll collector' is obviously also a bad tempered person, and he doesn't mean to spoil the other party at all.

The rough hero was slightly angry, but he didn't want to argue with an ordinary person, he just suppressed his anger and said: "Building roads is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. Since it can make the life of the people more convenient, why not Do you want to do this?"

The 'toll collector' sneered and said, "Why, don't you think it costs nothing to maintain such a road? Well, I'm too lazy to argue with a guy like you, and I want to take advantage every day. How can there be so many good things in this world? .”

   "I still say the same thing. If you want to take the Qinping Avenue, you have to pay. Otherwise, you can also choose to travel through the deep mountains and old forests of the Qinling Mountains. But if you encounter wolves, tigers and leopards along the way, it depends on your luck."

  During this period of time, people like this who want to pass by for free to take advantage of it, the "toll collector" has already met many people, so it doesn't mean to be polite at all.

  Hearing this, the rough hero seemed to want to refute a few words, but at this time the 'toll collector' had already started waving away people.

   As a last resort.

  The rough hero could only pay the money and walked into [Qin Ping Avenue].

  The second person to pay the money was the figure in black robe. His temper was much milder than that of the previous rough hero. Although he also asked questions, he only spoke in the process of paying the money, as if chatting.

   "My little brother, I wonder when this [Qinping Avenue] was built? I remember the last time I came here, I didn't seem to have seen such a road."

   "When was the last time you came here?"

   "I can't remember, it's been about three years!" The black-robed figure shook his head.

   "Three years? Then you certainly haven't seen this road. This [Qinping Avenue] started construction almost half a year ago, and it was just completed not long ago."

   "Half a year?"

  Hearing this, not only the black-robed figure, but also the rough hero who was still "sulking" at the side, and the scholar with a sword with a calm and serious face, all looked over in disbelief.

   Immediately, the figure in black robe exclaimed: "How is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Do you know who led the construction of this road? This is the road that Sheng Pingjun supervised and built in person. When the construction started, there were at least tens of thousands of workers alone, and there were also 'cement'. With the help of gods and creatures, it is not an easy task to open up such a road in the Qinling Mountains."

  'Toll Collector' rolled his eyes, and then spoke to the black-robed figure in front of him with a look as if he saw a 'country bumpkin'.

   "Shengping Jun? Cement?"

As soon as the 'toll collector' finished speaking, the last sword-wielding scholar among the three caught the point and asked, "Your Excellency, is this [Qin Ping Road] also written by Sheng Ping Jun? "

"Of course!"

  When the word "Shengping Jun" was mentioned, the three of them clearly noticed that the tone of the "toll collector" had changed, and the original irritability instantly turned into respect and pride.

Even the tone of his speech was a little respectful, and he continued: "Except for Lord Shengping, who else in the whole Qin country can have such a handwriting, it is difficult to rely on the group of 'official masters' in the court ?"

   "Heh~~ As long as one of those officials and lords is capable, we in Hanzhong will not have lived through so many years of hard life."

  When the word "Master Guan" was mentioned, the toll collector's tone turned into a light sarcasm in an instant, which was completely opposite to the expression and tone when he mentioned "Sheng Ping Jun" just now.

  See this scene.

  The black-robed figure, the rugged hero, and the scholar with a sword were all moved in their hearts.

  Afterwards, only the figure in black robe said again: "Hearing what the little brother said, could it be that life in Hanzhong was very poor?"

  'Toll Collector' spat unhappily, and said, "Hi~ don't mention it. Before Shengping Jun came, those officials, landlords, and nobles in Hanzhong at that time, how did they see us as human beings?"

   "In the past, it was only our village. If three or five people didn't starve to death a year, it would be due to the kindness of the landlord at that time."

  Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help frowning.

   Today's world.

  The Mohists and the farmers are indeed one of the few famous sects who are willing to consider the common people. However, due to the constraints of the times, they are doomed to find it difficult to see the lives of many real low-level people in high positions.

  If they hadn't heard it with their own ears, they would never have imagined that three or five people in a village would starve to death every year.

   At this point.

  Even Mo Jun from later generations is the same, because some realities are really far more absurd than novels and movies.

But in the next second, the toll collector changed his subject and said: "But it's all right now. Since Mr. Shengping came, he directly killed more than half of the landlords and nobles in Hanzhong County, and then he took the initiative to give us these poor people. They have found a lot of lucrative jobs."

   "Speaking of which, I've been busy for almost a whole year this year!"

  The last sentence, 'I have been busy for a whole year', although the literal meaning sounds tired, but in fact, all three of them can see that the toll collector's tone is full of showing off and complacency.

   All three of them can understand this.

  After all, in this year, it is not terrible for ordinary civilians to be busy, because being able to be busy means that at least there will be goods received this year.

   What is really scary is being idle. If ordinary people are too idle for a year, there is a high probability that they will not be able to survive this year.

   "Then what is this cement?"

   After chatting with the toll collector for a while, the three of them finally focused on another important point.

  However, regarding this matter, the toll collector shook his head and said: "'Cement' is a military secret of the Qin State, and now only Lord Shengping and the King of Qin know about it in the entire Great Qin."

   "However, this thing is very miraculous. For ordinary roads and bridges, if bluestone bricks are used as the cornerstone and the joints are glued with paste stone slurry, it may take at least ten and a half months to solidify and bond."

   "But this kind of 'cement' only needs three days to quickly glue a pile of gravel into a road as hard as bluestone."

  After listening to the toll collector's statement, the pupils of the three people in front of them shrank instantly.

  Because of the efficacy of this 'cement', all three of them thought of another thing.

   That is the demon method used by the Qin army in the "Battle of Wu Sui".

  Although many people from various countries have speculated that this matter is related to Mr. Mo, most of them have no substantive evidence, but now, the three finally confirmed this guess.

   "Hey~~ The three in front, have you paid the money yet? Hurry up, we are all in a hurry!"

  Just as the three of them were shocked by the 'cement', suddenly, another shout came from behind.

  The three of them came to their senses when they heard the words.

  Then the three of them apologized to the person behind them, and then each of them collected the payment card handed over by the 'toll collector' and walked towards Qinling.

   After a simple touch.

  The black-robed figure, the rough hero, and the sword-wielding scholar are also preliminary acquaintances.

   It happened to be the next journey, and the three of them were also traveling together, so they simply reported to their homes.

  The black-robed figure took the lead and said: "I am the Mohist—Six Fingers."

  The sword-wielding scholar and the rough hero were shocked when they heard the words. Although the two had guessed a little about each other's identity before, they didn't expect the black-robed figure to be so big.

  Afterwards, the rough hero clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that he is a contemporary giant of the Mohist family, and he is in the Xianong family—Tian Guang."

  Hearing the rough and heroic man speak, the sword-wielding scholar and the six-fingered black man were equally surprised.

  In today's world, a hundred schools of thought contend.

   Among the hundreds of schools of thought, Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and military strategists are the four most famous sects at present.

  However, in recent years, the reputation of the two major sects has gradually caught up, and there is a faint momentum to stand shoulder to shoulder with the four major sects.

  The two sects are the Legalists and the Farmers respectively.

   Farmhouse originated very early.

  The earliest period can even be traced back to the ancient Shennong period.

  Because of the long tradition, the farmers have always been masters.

  However, the development of the farmhouse itself is not very good, because their philosophy is "everything in the land, Shennong will never die." Princes and generals, Ning Youzhong' does not meet the expectations of the upper class nobles.

  So the development of farmhouses has been restricted intentionally or unintentionally everywhere.

  I don't know why.

  In recent years, it seems that the farm family has been supported by someone, and has developed a powerful force in the Seven Kingdoms at an extremely fast speed.

  Although the reputation of the peasant family is not significant enough, but in terms of the size of the sect and the number of disciples alone, there is already a faint tendency to become the largest sect in the Jianghu.

  The person with the highest status in the farm family is called 'Xia Kui'.

   According to the understanding of the other two, the name of the contemporary peasant hero is 'Tian Guang'.

   "It turns out that the two are actually the Mohist contemporary giant Liuzhi Heixia senior, and the farmer's contemporary hero Tian Guang senior, the younger generation Confucian Fu Nian is polite."

   "Fu Nian?"

  Fu Nian's name made Tian Guang feel a little strange.

However, after hearing this name, the Black Man with Six Fingers felt his heart move, and couldn't help but said: "A few years ago, when I was traveling in Sanghai, I heard that Xiao Shengxian Zhuang's contemporary elder brother was called 'Fu Nian', could it be? Is that sir?"

   "It's my humble servant."

   Fu Nian respectfully clasped his hands and saluted.

  Brother?

   Tian Guang's eyelids twitched.

  Although he has never heard of the name "Fu Nian", he also knows the meaning of the word "big brother" in Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

   To put it bluntly, the previous "big brothers" of Xiaoshengxianzhuang are basically the next head of Confucianism.

   Good guy.

  When the three reported their homes, even the three themselves couldn't help being shocked.

  After all, if it wasn't for personal experience, no one would have thought that now in this Qinling Mountains, two masters and a quasi-master gathered at the same time.

   Moreover, the three people are in charge of the most powerful sects in the world.

  However, the relationship between the three of them became obviously 'closer' after that.

   After all, the status and status of the three people are different. In today's world, there are very few people who are qualified to be friends with these three people.

   And now they are lucky enough to meet two people at the same time, naturally they have a very happy chat.

  The three of them drove a carriage and rode a horse.

   Walk and chat along the way.

  In just half a day, they have successfully crossed the Qinling Mountains and entered the territory of Hanzhong...

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  (end of this chapter)