Chapter Nine, Beneath the Son of Heaven
"Because, if you don't leave... you will..." Chu Li said up to this point, the effects of the alcohol surged uncontrollably, "Burp... you will regret it!"
Until the Song Dynasty, Neo-Confucianism was prevalent and the teachings of propriety flourished. The constraints imposed by these teachings were not merely conjured up by figures such as Zhu Xi; rather, they were a summarization and elaboration of certain behavioral norms that had existed throughout the ages. Therefore, although the atmosphere during the Qin Dynasty was open, it did not mean that everyone behaved as they do today
Zhao Gao, unable to accurately grasp the emperor's intent at that moment, quickly bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty is wise"
Meng Tian recommended you for the position of chief craftsman, but Emperor Qin Shi Huang gazed outside the palace at Yang Jin, and then changed the subject, saying, "However, I have already selected someone for the chief craftsman position. Since you are skilled in the techniques of the Mo family and proficient in manufacturing, you shall be his assistant"
It is already quite rare to be able to use the power of machinery to drive a puppet. To allow the puppet to move freely and perform hunting actions is even more difficult. At this moment, no one expected that Emperor Qin Shi Huang in the hall would speak up.
Yang Jin continued, "It is easy to melt the metal separately, but how can we concentrate the casting? If we wait until the molten copper from these 10,000 crucibles is collected one by one before casting, by that time, all the molten copper will likely have solidified. How can we cast then?"
The First Emperor did not speak, and Zhao Gao said: "It is Han Yu beside you! Han Yu, the two of you will jointly oversee the casting of the twelve golden figures from now on, so meet him!"
... ...
Yang Jin continued to ask with a beaming smile: "Master Gao serves the Emperor all day long, absorbing the dragon's aura, and is surely enjoying the wealth and glory of the world"
Meng Tian has been stationed at the frontier for a long time, and he occasionally exchanges letters with his family. The gatekeeper recognizes Meng Tian's handwriting and is taken aback upon seeing it. He immediately changes to a fawning demeanor and welcomes the four individuals into the residence
Yang Jin returned to the residence arranged for him by Meng Yi. After taking a bath to wash away the dust accumulated during the journey, he was about to lie down on the couch to ease his travel-weary bones when a sudden sound of fingers tapping on the window interrupted him. Before Yang Jin could respond, the door opened, and Chu Li walked in.
I... I came to talk to you!" Chu Li chuckled softly, looking at Yang Jin with a charming gaze, "After drinking, one feels happy, but can't fall asleep!"
Han Yu. The man looked at Yang Jin, smiled faintly, and uttered two words sparingly, then fell silent again
Because ... ... because ... ... Chu Li's voice was somewhat hesitant, unsure if she could come up with a reason to persuade Yang Jin, she simply resorted to unreasonable tactics and said, "If you really like me, then come with me right now!"
Han Yu said without hesitation, "This is quite simple. One can build a high platform in advance, dig a pit in the center to create a mold. Once the golden figure is cast, it is only necessary to break open the platform and transport the golden figure away using rolling logs! When it comes time to cast another golden figure, one can simply repair the platform and remake the mold."
Our family name is Gao! The eunuch, seeing Yang Jin, was very courteous, and since he was personally sent by Meng Yi, he naturally smiled with delight
Yang Jin could not help but laugh, giving Tao Su a heavy pat: "You, no matter how wise and powerful the First Emperor is, he is still human. How could he possibly look like that? Wouldn't that make him a monster?"
Han Yu explained: "I have long since designed the figures and obtained the emperor's permission. The twelve golden figures to be cast will have both standing and seated positions, each with different postures, and none will be identical. The seated figures will be five zhang tall, while the tallest standing figure will reach up to twelve zhang."
"If you love me, why don't you come with me?" Chu Li pretended to struggle to break free from Yang Jin's grasp.
Chu Li steadied herself, the previous intoxication and allure vanished without a trace in an instant. She suddenly broke free from Yang Jin's grasp: "I am going to sleep, I... I am going to rest... You should also turn in early..."
Yang Jin glared at them fiercely. For some reason, even when Han Yu smiled, he still gave off a cold demeanor that kept people at a distance. However, Yang Jin always felt that he genuinely meant well, though his expression always seemed to lack something. Upon hearing Tao Su's nonsensical chatter, Chu Li suppressed a laugh and quickly walked ahead to catch up with Han Yu.
Chu Li was momentarily taken aback, her dazed eyes seemed to regain some clarity as she murmured repeatedly: "We all have family and friends living here, we all have our own futures, careers, and responsibilities..."
The long hair, emitting a hint of moisture, cascaded over Chu Li's shoulders, indicating that she had just finished bathing, which made Yang Jin feel somewhat flustered. Chu Li's delicate shoulders were partially bare, resembling the vibrant and dewy shoots of spring after the rain. She wore a thin silk robe that clung to her body, with an undergarment that was barely visible. Her legs were straight and slender, and her feet, as delicate as frost, were surprisingly bare, without any stockings, only adorned with a pair of rush sandals.
I am Yang Jin. May I ask how you would like to be addressed? Yang Jin became increasingly curious about the person and took the initiative to greet them
During the Qin and Han dynasties, there were not as many elaborate rituals and strict moral codes as in later times, and the interactions between men and women were more straightforward and uninhibited, with romantic stories frequently occurring. By the Tang dynasty, the social customs remained exceptionally open, with the tale of Hongfu's night escape being one such example. However, it was precisely those from official and aristocratic families who were more concerned about the moral codes.
Eunuch Gao recounted anecdotes from the palace as they made their way, and within the city of Xianyang, there were three hundred palatial structures, which he knew like the back of his hand. Eunuch Gao first took him to learn the rituals of pilgrimage, and then brought him to the front of the main hall of the Zhangtai Palace. From a distance, Yang Jin noticed that besides the neatly arranged and heavily guarded soldiers in front of the hall, there was already another person waiting outside the hall.
After hearing this, Han Yu was unconcerned and said: "Therefore, if one wishes to cast the Twelve Golden Men, no one else can achieve it despite their efforts; only the First Emperor can. Manufacturing ten thousand sets of crucibles and summoning tens of thousands of laborers is merely a matter of an edict from the First Emperor"
Leaving Zhangtai Palace, Yang Jin returned alone to Meng Yi's residence, where Gu Yong and Tao Su immediately gathered around with great enthusiasm
Chu Li stood up unsteadily as she spoke, walking barefoot towards Yang Jin. Yang Jin grabbed her wrists, otherwise she would have likely fallen to the ground in a drunken stupor
A sharp and resonant voice came from above: "The two raised their heads"
The streets and alleys at the foot of the royal city are more vibrant than the tumultuous northern frontier, bustling with people and full of life. Merchants and taverns line the streets, engaging in buying and selling, discussing grandly, and the sounds of voices are deafening, creating an atmosphere of extreme prosperity and liveliness that is overwhelming to behold. Gu Yong and Tao Su can only lament that their parents did not give them a few more pairs of eyes; had it not been for Yang Jin's urging, Gu Yong and Tao Su, looking around in every direction, would not have known how much time they would waste. Their first stop, of course, is to pay a visit to Meng Yi.
Yang Jin! Zhao Gao returned to the steps and pointed with his hand
The three renowned generals of the Meng family, the grand mansions, the high walls and thick tiles, were not visited by nobility or aristocrats, but rather by high-ranking officials and dignitaries. When the gatekeeper saw three young men resembling border soldiers and a beautiful woman in red approaching, he immediately demanded to see General Meng Yi, arrogantly implying that they should offer a bribe in the form of a monetary gift to gain his favor for an introduction. Yang Jin, unfamiliar with the ways of high officials, mistakenly thought the gatekeeper was asking for credentials to gain entry, and promptly took out a letter personally written by Meng Tian from his package and handed it over.
Yang Jin pondered for a moment and then asked, "Is this bronze figure cast as a single piece, or is it cast in separate parts and then assembled?"
Although the mountains are high and the roads are long, and the journey is fraught with difficulties, I do not feel weary as I travel. On the contrary, the ease of days without military duties makes one feel exceptionally carefree, as if a group of four is embarking on a spring outing.
The stunning beauty Chu Li was smiling charmingly at Han Yu. Rather than saying that she dressed in men's clothing to disguise her appearance, it would be more accurate to say it was for the sake of convenience in movement. However, even if she wrapped herself in coarse linen garments, it could not conceal her natural beauty. Moreover, the innate fragrance of a girl surrounded her, making it evident even to the blind that she was a woman
Yang Jin, upon hearing what Qin Shi Huang had said, could not help but feel a slight disappointment. However, upon reflection, he thought to himself that he was still young and did not understand the ways of the officialdom. If he were to ascend to the position of the Grand Craftsman in one leap, it would indeed be quite extraordinary. Thus, he felt somewhat relieved, yet still harbored doubts in his heart, and responded, "Indeed! But I do not know who this Grand Craftsman is!"
As for the monsters, although Meng Tian had already reported to the court, and Emperor Shi had sent Xu Fu to the border, Zhao Gao, as a close confidant of the Emperor, could not possibly be unaware. However, Yang Jin was still accompanied by Han Yu, and Yang Jin was uncertain whether Han Yu knew of the existence of the monsters, which is why he did not utter the words "monsters".
The master craftsman has already been chosen, " Yang Jin pressed his hand against their faces, almost touching his own, " It is a person selected by Emperor Qin, and I will serve as the deputy! "
The puppets created by Yang Jin cannot currently replace the army; they can only be used to deal with those monsters that possess little intelligence. They still require the monsters to initiate an attack in order to demonstrate their lethality in direct combat. If the monsters understand how to actively evade or exploit weaknesses, given their agility far surpassing that of ordinary individuals, these rigidly moving puppets can only trail behind the monsters, eating dust. If one were to insist on their usefulness, the puppets were originally a product of Yang Jin's self-entertainment, and he cannot specifically articulate their practical applications at this moment, hence his reserved remarks.
"Do you love me?" Chu Li not only did not explain, but instead widened her eyes. Under the influence of alcohol, words that seemed to be buried deep in her heart were easily spoken.
The eyes of the Chu fox are intoxicated, and the tone is erratic: "Just... let's go! Let's go far, far away! To a place... where there are no worries, no disputes, just you and me, living carefree and worry-free."
Chu Li forcibly dragged Yang Jin away, but Yang Jin did not move an inch. Although she did not know the reason, she still patiently comforted her: "Chu Li, we all have family and friends living here, and we all have our own futures, careers, and responsibilities. We cannot just... why suddenly choose to retreat from the world and live in seclusion?"
Yang Jin was taken aback and said in a daze: "Don't be ridiculous, it's already this late, where do you intend to go for a walk?"
However, Han Yu's demeanor showed no signs of change; even Yang Jin, observing this, couldn't help but feel a hint of suspicion: "This extraordinarily beautiful Han Yu, facing Chu Li, still maintains that calm indifference. Could it be that he is truly the emperor's male favorite?"
Han Yu patiently explained: "The meaning of 'qu' is great; when the character 'da' loses the 'yi', it becomes the character 'ren'. When it is associated with gold, it becomes illustrious, capable of making all evils retreat and bringing forth numerous auspicious signs. Therefore, casting twelve golden giants can ensure the health and longevity of the sovereign, securing the nation for thousands of generations."
"Brother Han Yu, I have heard that you are responsible for casting this golden figure to break the curse of the Ancestor Dragon's death?" Chu Li smiled like a blooming flower, her words fragrant as orchids, "But how can casting twelve golden figures possibly break this curse?"
Chu Li left the border and, without Xu Fu's supervision, became even more lively. She had originally come to the border with Xu Fu from Xianyang, and now returning to Xianyang, she was naturally familiar with the route. Although she may not have known the local customs and practices in detail, she was certainly well-informed. In contrast, Gu Yong and Tao Su, upon entering the Central Plains, revealed their rustic nature; everything they encountered was new and rare to them.
This person..." Meng Yi paused slightly in his tone, contemplating as he said, "is a remarkable individual whom the First Emperor met during his eastern tour. After a conversation, the First Emperor greatly admired his construction skills, thus appointing him as a master craftsman, perfectly suited to oversee the casting of the twelve golden figures
Yang Jin returned to his room, only to discover that Chu Li's pair of straw sandals had been left on the floor beside the bed. He bent down and gently picked up the sandals, as if he could once again feel the warmth radiating from Chu Li's body. He squatted there, holding the sandals in his hands, lost in thought for a moment, before carefully placing them back as if what he held was not a pair of sandals, but a fragile piece of artwork. The image of Chu Li's charming face, persistently asking him whether he loved her, resurfaced in his mind. He squatted there, holding the sandals in his hands, lost in thought for a moment, before carefully placing them back as if what he held was not a pair of sandals, but a fragile piece of artwork. The image of Chu Li's charming face, persistently asking him whether he loved her, resurfaced in his mind.
Han Yu's smile was slightly stiff; although he was trying to convey goodwill with his smile, this rigid expression on his otherwise flawless face made Yang Jin feel a sense of discord. Especially, his gaze was somewhat... Yang Jin did not know how to describe it, because his eyes, to be precise, conveyed nothing at all, cold and hollow, as if devoid of any human emotions.
Yang Jin was awakened by Han Yu's words, and before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized: "So you want to... choose a high mountain? To build ten thousand crucibles all over the mountainside, then connect them to each other, and construct a casting platform at the foot of the mountain, ultimately pouring the bronze figures in a manner akin to rivers converging into the sea?"
In the stillness of the deep night, with the crescent moon hanging high, the insects in the garden chirp. Both of them are dressed in thin garments after bathing, and it is indeed somewhat inappropriate for a solitary man and woman to be in the same room. Yang Jin intends to persuade her to return, but just as the words are on the tip of his tongue, he swallows them back. Seeing her charming and innocent appearance, and her cheeks resembling beautiful red jade, even though he feels it is inappropriate, he cannot bring himself to say it. In this situation, if one were to lack understanding of romantic feelings, they would truly be akin to the puppets crafted by Yang Jin.
To cast twelve golden figures is an immensely large and complex undertaking. After Yang Jin and Han Yu meet, they naturally inquire about the scale of these golden figures.
Han Yu retorted, "Why do you ask this?"
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Yang Jin couldn't help but smile, as if she were intoxicated by the pleasant spring breeze, gently responding to the air: "Love! Of course, love!"
Yang Jin knew that Han Yu had misunderstood, and with a wry smile said: "That is not what I meant. What I wanted to say is that 10,000 sets of crucibles need to be distributed to smelt copper and iron, right?"
Han Yu slightly nodded: "Exactly!"
This, well, originates from another rumor! Han Yu looked towards Chu Li, and smiled faintly again
"What is wrong with you tonight?" Yang Jin looked at Chu Li with confusion, gently brushing aside the strands of hair that covered her face, "Why would I regret? You need to explain this to me clearly."
After Han Yu finished speaking, he cast his gaze towards the distant emerald peaks, as if there were something within those void-like eyes, yet his gaze remained hollow and indifferent
Meng Yi bears a striking resemblance to Meng Tian. Perhaps due to his long association with the emperor, he appears more reserved and profound, in contrast to Meng Tian's bold martial spirit. Since Meng Tian became acquainted with Yang Jin, he has always mentioned Meng Yi, whether in person or in their correspondence, which has led Meng Yi to have a deep understanding of Yang Jin's deeds.
Hearing Meng Tian say... Zhao Gao elongated his tone, without adding any official title, directly calling Meng Tian by his name, "Can you create puppets that have the freedom to move?"
After the elderly official walked away unsteadily, Yang Jin carefully observed the young man beside him. This person stood tall and motionless, with a headscarf tied neatly, dressed in a plain white robe, presenting the appearance of a cultured gentleman. Most astonishing was his indescribable countenance. In ancient times, there was a young nobleman in the State of Chu named Song Yu, who was said to be a renowned beauty across the nation. The young man beside Yang Jin at this moment was evidently a stunningly handsome figure, possessing a face without any blemish, truly breathtaking.
"My lord, thank you for your kind words! You are a person of great importance, and in the future, we will rely on you for more support." Grand Eunuch Gao, having served in the palace for a long time, was quite adept at flattery. He waved his whisk and led the way, saying, "Look at the grandeur of this palace; there are many intricacies to appreciate. Please follow me to learn the ceremonial rites, so that you may be prepared to meet His Majesty shortly."
Had it been in the past, Qin Shi Huang would never have uttered such words, for he had witnessed the miraculous people of the Wanqu country at sea. The automata created by Yang Jin are undoubtedly worlds apart from the iron giants of Wanqu country, yet looking across the world, how many can achieve what Yang Jin has accomplished today? ... If this technology were to develop for a hundred years, five hundred years, or even a thousand years ...? ... Who knows, it might not be like the people of Wanqu country. Qin Shi Huang's dream was for the Qin dynasty to last for thousands of generations. If Yang Jin's technology were to develop to that point, one must ask, who in heaven or on earth could shake the foundation of the Qin dynasty? Therefore, the First Emperor did not regard the automata created by Yang Jin as mere clever tricks.
Han Yu's expression was indifferent, as if there was nothing in the world that could move him. He spoke, "Some things must be done"
The General's residence was deep and unfathomable, and after passing through layers of courtyards and corridors, they finally arrived at Meng Yi's reception room. Gu Yong and Tao Su had never seen such a grand estate, with its garden corridors, fish ponds, rockeries, pavilions, and towers, all kinds of landscapes were present. The continuous movement of servants and maids left them dumbfounded, as if they had arrived in a paradise on earth
I see that this fellow, apart from having a pretty face, is inferior to Third Brother in every way. What gives him the right to be the emperor's appointed master craftsman!" Gu Yong complained indignantly
On the way to the eastern tour, Yang Jin couldn't help but fall into deep thought
Since Meng Tian recommended Yang Jin to serve as the chief craftsman, Yang Jin was well aware that he would be questioned about this matter. He had already prepared his response and replied: "I can replace the military and civilians to encircle and kill the beasts in the clouds!"
Although General Meng Tian has given his assurance, the Son of Heaven has yet to grant permission. The two brothers, Yang Jin and Yang Xu, have already registered in Yunzhong. Although Yang Jin currently has military achievements, and his uncle Yang She is sure to treat him with special regard, Yang Jin truly does not wish to bring Yang Xu back to the Yang She family. Given the current uncertain circumstances, it is even less advisable to have Yang Xu and Yang Rui travel around. Yang Jin's residence has now moved to the Great City of Yunzhong, where safety is not a concern, and thus he specifically returned home to inform Yang Xu of the situation, leaving Yang Rui to take care of him for the time being. Once he arrives in the capital and everything is settled, he will bring them to Xianyang. Yang Rui did not expect that Yang Jin, having just returned from the Great Wall, would soon set off again for Xianyang. She felt a deep sense of frustration with no outlet for her feelings, inevitably leading her to be saddened and shed tears once more.
Sometimes, when they asked about matters that Chu Li was not very familiar with, she would speak carelessly, relying on the patchwork of stories she had gathered while traveling the world with Xu Fuyun since childhood, which were somewhat plausible yet ambiguous, making it difficult for Yang Jin to discern the truth from falsehood.
She lay there completely unaware, propping her chin on one hand while playing with the strands of hair by her ear with the other, lazily glancing at Yang Jin. With her slender waist, voluptuous hips, and long legs, complemented by a beautiful face blooming with a hint of floral red, her enchanting charm at this moment transcends any description that a painting could offer; she is clearly a fairy capable of captivating all.
Yang Jin mentioned that after a brief calculation in his mind, he continued, "It weighs at least 250,000 jin, which means that even to cast the smallest golden figure, one would need to use 10,000 sets of crucibles"
The city of Xianyang is nestled between mountains and rivers, and the journey to select the site resembles an early spring outing. Han Yu, a master craftsman, did not bring a single attendant, and surprisingly, he traveled alone. Upon encountering Yang Jin and his group of four, he felt no discomfort and did not inquire about anything. Ever since their previous conversation regarding the casting of golden figures, Han Yu has become taciturn, remaining silent throughout the journey and refraining from engaging with Yang Jin, focusing solely on admiring the scenic mountains and rivers along the way
Under the escort of Meng Yi's personal guard, Yang Jin arrived at the front of the Xianyang Palace. Meng Yi entrusted Yang Jin to a eunuch and proceeded to enter the court first. This was Yang Jin's first encounter with a eunuch, and it was inevitably quite amusing; he was clearly supposed to be a man, yet he had a pale complexion without a beard, a high-pitched voice, and spoke in an affected manner, resembling a woman.
Chu Li spoke, gently extending her soft, tender pink tongue, the tip of which contentedly licked her cherry lips, as if the fragrance of wine lingered at the corners of her mouth, causing Yang Jin's heart to race once more, her mind almost entranced
The emperor has already gathered the military forces of the entire realm, and moreover, the strength of the Great Qin is at its peak," Han Yu said confidently, "the raw materials of copper and iron are naturally not a concern, so there is no need to worry
Han Yu spoke in a detached tone, as if a common person were discussing the mundane matters of life: "It is said that after the First Emperor encountered the foreigner who presented jade, while inspecting the East Sea, he met an immortal. The immortal recited a song, which went: 'The channel goes one, manifesting in gold, all evils avoid, and all auspiciousness arises.' The First Emperor understood the meaning of the immortal, which led him to decide to cast the twelve golden figures"
The Qin Chuan stretches for eight hundred miles, with the Jing River flowing gracefully and the Wei River surging powerfully. Since Duke Xiao of Qin chose this location to establish the capital, the city of Xianyang has occupied a position of geographical advantage, gazing down upon the world and laying the foundation for today's unified realm.
Han Yu smiled faintly, remaining silent in response to Chu Li's question. She gazed into the distance, her eyes appearing hollow and devoid of substance, yet seemingly containing an inscrutable depth of meaning.
Yang Jin furrowed her brows and complained, "You have had too much to drink; what nonsense are you talking? Everything is fine, why should we leave?"
Gu Yong complained indignantly: "How can this be? With General Meng's recommendation, how could the position of the master craftsman be taken by someone else? Is that person really more skilled in construction than you?"
Yang Jin nodded and said: "Yes!"
"Why are you so foolish!" Chu Li pouted her lips, extended her finger to point at Yang Jin's nose, and said in a delicate voice
The clever eyes of Chu Li turned round and she smiled as she asked, "Young Master Han, do you believe this statement?"
Yang Jin looked at Han Yu in surprise, as he never expected that the chosen candidate for the master craftsman would be this person. Judging by age, this individual was not any older than him; judging by appearance, he looked like a scholar, yet it was unclear what extraordinary abilities he possessed to earn such favor from the First Emperor
Han Yu nodded in acknowledgment: "Indeed!"
Yang Jin performed a respectful bow and said, "How should I address you, esteemed sir?"
Han Yu was not surprised by Yang Jin's astonishment and calmly nodded in acknowledgment: "That is only natural"
Yang Jin only felt a dryness in his mouth and tongue, beads of sweat densely covering his back after just finishing his bath, his heart beating like a thunderous drum. He did not understand what was happening to him; this was indeed the first time he had seen Chu Li in such a captivating and enchanting manner, yet it left him in such a state of emotional turmoil. He now had an overwhelming urge to rush forward, to use all his strength to embrace Chu Li, to possess her with fervent desire. He did not understand what was happening to him; this was indeed the first time he had seen Chu Li in such a captivating and enchanting manner, yet it left him in such a state of emotional turmoil. He now had an overwhelming urge to rush forward, to use all his strength to embrace Chu Li, to possess her with fervent desire
Yang Jin hesitantly said: "You... how did you come here? It's so late, why aren't you asleep?"
"Am I? I have no sect or affiliation." Han Yu's smile flickered and, after speaking, he fell silent.
What does this ballad actually mean? What is it about, with a hundred evils and a hundred blessings? It's quite baffling, " Chu Li asked in confusion.
Yang Jin could barely see a person sitting high in the center of the hall, but the crown obscured the details of their appearance, leaving only the neatly arranged and dense beard very conspicuous. Zhao Gao was leaning down, whispering softly beside the First Emperor, and naturally, Yang Jin could not hear the content of their conversation
The three brothers were engaged in conversation when suddenly, a hearty laugh from Meng Yi echoed from outside. The laughter was bold and cheerful, strikingly similar to that of Meng Tian. Yang Jin waved off Gu Yong and Tao Su, quickly rising to greet.
Yang Jin anxiously chased out the door, watching her push open the room door and then close it again. Only then did he shake his head helplessly and bitterly smile, saying: "This girl really has a poor tolerance for alcohol! It seems that the Taoist was right to forbid her from drinking."
"Third Brother, what is the palace like? I heard that there are qilins and phoenixes raised in the palace! Have you seen them?" Gu Yong asked excitedly.
What is the purpose of this puppet? Zhao Gao continued to ask
Meng Yi had already heard of Qin Shi Huang's arrangements and comforted Yang Jin, saying: "Although you are the assistant to the master craftsman, it is still a position of great authority. There is no need to feel disheartened. I believe you are deeply trusted by my elder brother, and your future will surely be boundless."
Yang Jin gasped, her brows furrowing deeply: "The twelve golden figures must all be solid; how much copper and iron will this require?"
Listening to Han Yu's tone, it seems somewhat strange, yet his expression remains calm, with his eyes showing no signs of disturbance
This esteemed individual also wishes to meet with you, my lords. Please wait here for a moment until the Emperor concludes the court session, and I shall return shortly after that. With that, Master Gao habitually flicked his whisk and strode away.
Yang Jin is proficient in design and casting. Upon seeing this person's face, he could not help but exclaim in astonishment that there exists such a remarkably handsome man in the world. This individual possesses perfect facial features, as if they had been meticulously calculated and repeatedly deduced to achieve a harmonious and flawless combination, with no aspect worthy of criticism.
Yang Jin stared at Chu Li in silence. Although she knew that Chu Li was speaking under the influence of alcohol, every word she said came from the heart, and she nodded vigorously.
"If you don't believe me, ask your third brother." This is the final line that Chu Li often uses in such situations, followed by a flirtatious glance at Yang Jin
The next morning, after breakfast, Meng Yi personally led Yang Jin into the palace to meet the emperor, while Chu Li, Gu Yong, and Tao Su accompanied him to the gate of the residence. It seemed that Chu Li had already sobered up; her large eyes were bright and clear, and her expression was calm and natural as she watched Yang Jin mount the steed and ride towards the distant long street. The events of the previous night appeared to have been completely forgotten by her.
Yang Jin explained: "If it is a single casting, the casting itself is relatively simple. One only needs to use the traditional pit method, excavating a large pit in the ground, and then building a mold according to the pit, after which the casting of the golden figure can begin. However... with a golden figure of such enormous size, the weight is unimaginable. The biggest problem is how to drag it out of the large pit?"
It is so late, why are you still not resting? Is there anything urgent that cannot be said tomorrow?" Yang Jin forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly stopped at this point in his speech, otherwise his breathing would no longer be able to remain steady
Han Yu once again revealed his incongruous smile and replied, "Indeed! Therefore, we must first select a site; it is essential to choose the most suitable location. This place needs to accommodate tens of thousands of workers, and it must be situated at a high elevation. As for the casting platform for the model, it should be placed beneath all these crucibles..."
Yang Jin instead shook his head in frustration and said, "In this case, the project is immensely vast! Isn't it... isn't it too much of a burden on the people and a waste of resources?"
The matter of serving the Emperor is not something that concerns our family. For people like us, what does it matter even if we possess great wealth?" Grand Eunuch Gao pointed to his lower abdomen with a whisk, chuckled, and patted his own cheek, saying, "However, once one goes there, one actually finds it harder to grow old. I am already thirty-three this year, and look, there isn't even a wrinkle on my face.
Miss Chu's words are reasonable and well-founded, it must be so. Yang Jin certainly understood the little secret conveyed by Chu Li's gaze, but he was not good at lying and could not support Chu Li, so he could only respond in this way. However, he did not show any timidity; on the contrary, Gu Yong came to regard Chu Li with great reverence as a result.
Yang Jin was secretly pondering that indeed there is no such thing as "absolute perfection" in the world; even a handsome man like Han Yu still has his "flaws." After the First Emperor dismissed the court, he instructed Zhao Gao to summon Han Yu and Yang Jin for an audience. Yang Jin hurriedly walked towards the hall, while Han Yu surprisingly maintained a calm demeanor, neither servile nor arrogant, making Yang Jin feel inferior. After both of them called out "Long live the Emperor" three times and performed the nine prostrations, Yang Jin was eager to catch a glimpse of the First Emperor's countenance, yet he could not easily raise his head.
Han Yu still spoke in his usual calm tone, stating calmly: "We have already met just now!"
I am feeling quite bored and restless alone in the mansion, I want to go with you too!" Chu Li pleaded, gripping Yang Jin's arm.
Chu Li pushed Yang Jin aside, seemingly a bit dejected as he lowered his head and stepped back, only turning around to stagger out of the room when he reached the door, stumbling as he made his way back to his residence
Yang Jin still harbored doubts in his heart and said, "The model can indeed be like this, but how should the casting be carried out? As far as I know, our Great Qin's largest crucible can only melt twenty-five pounds of copper, iron, and gold at a time, and even the smallest seated golden figure will weigh..."
"Chu Li?" Yang Jin exclaimed in surprise
"Chuli, you've had too much to drink, please stop being unreasonable. Why does loving you mean I have to follow you?" Yang Jin forcefully pulled Chuli closer to him, saying, "Aren't we both doing well right now?"
Although Zhao Gao was a court official, he was deeply favored by Emperor Shi and could be said to be second only to the emperor in the court. Despite having a similarly sharp and high-pitched voice, the imposing presence that Duke Gao possessed was something he could never attain. Yang Jin cautiously raised his head and saw Zhao Gao, clad in a brocade robe, standing in the grand hall. His gray hair cascaded down from his crown, his eyes were bright and piercing, and his long eyebrows drooped to the corners of his eyes. Zhao Gao glanced at the two, displaying a smile that was neither warm nor cold, nodding in satisfaction. Yang Jin cautiously raised his head and saw Zhao Gao, clad in a brocade robe, standing in the grand hall. His gray hair cascaded down from his crown, his eyes were bright and piercing, and his long eyebrows drooped to the corners of his eyes. Zhao Gao glanced at the two, displaying a smile that was neither warm nor cold, nodding in satisfaction.
At first, Gu Yong and the others encountered some unclear matters and inquired with Yang Jin. However, Yang Jin's explanations were methodical and meticulous, lacking the vividness of Chu Li's eloquence, which brought the topics to life. Consequently, the two decided not to ask Yang Jin anymore and instead surrounded Chu Li, flattering her with casual remarks about her as "Third Sister". Chu Li was not modest either, making Gu Yong serve her by fetching tea and water, while Tao Su enjoyed watching the lively scene from the side.
It is rumored that immortal cultivators all possess the appearance of youthful faces with white hair. Given that Master Gao has such a visage, he must be someone with a connection to the immortals, destined for wealth and longevity. After all, flattering words come at no cost. Yang Jin, during his years of living under the care of others, also understood the art of conversation. A few words of praise left Master Gao feeling utterly delighted.
As soon as Yang Jin's gaze fell, she saw the delicate and soft hem of the skirt along with the voluptuous and long thighs, and noticed the pair of exquisite and lovely tender feet playfully swaying gently, causing her desires not only to remain unrestrained but to grow even stronger.
Before Gu Yong could finish speaking, Tao Suze, feeling anxious, interjected: "Did the First Emperor appoint you as the Grand Craftsman?"
During the Eastern Tour of the First Emperor, a strange man presented a jade and said, "The Ancestor Dragon will die this year." Shortly thereafter, the First Emperor encountered an immortal from overseas, who imparted the "Method of Extending Life of the Twelve Golden Men." Following that, he met Han Yu, who was skilled in manufacturing, and appointed him as the chief craftsman, responsible for casting the Twelve Golden Men
As the banquet came to an end, Chu Li staggered with unsteady steps, clearly intoxicated. Meng Yi, with great generosity, smiled and sent a maid to assist her in going down to rest. Upon her arrival at Meng Yi's residence, Chu Li staged such a scene, leaving Yang Jin in a state of extreme embarrassment, caught between laughter and tears.
Zhao Gao raised his eyebrows slightly and disdainfully said, "Merely hunting wild animals, how is that any different from a hunter setting traps? To go through the trouble of making a puppet is nothing but a display of pretentiousness..."
The Qin River embraces the mountains and rivers, with magnificent scenery and enchanting landscapes. By the time we arrive in Xianyang, it is nearly May, and the central plains are experiencing pleasant weather, with the mountains and fields in full bloom and a chorus of birds singing.
"The little person is here." Yang Jin quickly stepped forward, not expecting Zhao Gao to be able to call out his name
"Yang Jin, why don't we go together?" Chu Li suddenly made a suggestion that took Yang Jin by surprise
Outside the window, the willow branches sway gently in the wind, and all is silent. Chu Li turns her body and lies sideways on the couch, her voice as melodious as the sounds of nature: "Hehe, my teacher never allowed me to drink before, but it turns out... wine is so delicious! No wonder you men all enjoy drinking."
I guess, " Tao Su leaned close to Gu Yong's ear, smirking as he whispered, "Look at him, so handsome, with such fair and tender skin; he might just be the emperor's male favorite."
"Indeed." Yang Jin did not dare to be negligent and quickly responded
The Central Plains region is rich in products, and it is the right season, with a dazzling array of delicacies at the banquet, complemented by fine wines. Not to mention the inexperienced Gu Yong and Tao Su, even Chu Li could not help but indulge in a few more cups, the strong intoxication painting her fair cheeks with a rosy hue reminiscent of the evening glow. Yang Jin was concerned that she might get drunk and embarrass herself, yet felt it was inappropriate to advise her in front of Meng Yi.
Dare I ask, Brother Han? Yang Jin, as Han Yu's deputy, who had been by his side, could no longer endure the awkwardness of silence and spoke up, "Brother Han is appointed by the Emperor; may I ask which school of thought you have been trained in?"
Although Meng Yi was well aware of the events surrounding Qin Shi Huang, Yang Jin felt it was inappropriate to inquire further. Naturally, Meng Yi still needed to prepare a banquet to celebrate Yang Jin. Having learned from past experiences, Yang Jin used the excuse that he had many important matters to attend to the next day and advised Meng Yi not to prepare any wine at the banquet
The progress of all this seems too coincidental; can such coincidences truly occur in the world? Yang Jin always feels that there seems to be some inexplicable relationship involved, yet at this moment, she cannot quite figure out what exactly is amiss
Upon meeting Yang Jin in person, Meng Yi engaged in a lively conversation with him and developed a fondness for him. Consequently, he hosted a banquet and decided to accommodate Yang Jin and his party at his residence. Gu Yong, upon hearing that he could stay in this earthly paradise, could hardly believe it and pinched his thigh hard, realizing it was not a dream, nearly bursting into joyous exclamations. Meanwhile, the gatekeeper, upon learning this news, felt a chill creeping up the back of his neck; had he not foolishly insisted on demanding the gate fee earlier, he would likely be facing a beating now.
"It is indeed! Thank you for your praise, General Xie!" Yang Jin respectfully replied, and then curiously asked, "But I wonder who that Han Yu is, to be appointed as the imperial craftsman by the Emperor?"
Yang Jin smiled faintly and said, "There are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens; one must not consider oneself as the only one."
Tao Su inquired curiously: "Third Brother, what did Emperor Qin Shi Huang look like? Did he have four faces and eight eyes, allowing him to see the entire world in all directions at any time?"
Yang Jin naturally did not oppose this. Since that night, although Chu Li appeared to be as usual, it was unclear whether it was due to the many restrictions in Meng Yi's residence that made her seem somewhat uncomfortable, or for some other reason. The interactions between the two had decreased significantly compared to their time in the Great Wall military camp. Today, upon seeing that Chu Li would also be accompanying him, it seemed that she was not angry with him, and Yang Jin naturally felt happy.
In the remote borderlands, the hard-earned grain from pioneering efforts is exceptionally precious and rarely used for brewing wine. The last time Yang Jin drank alcohol was during the banquet held to welcome Xu Fu. Perhaps because Xu Fu was present, he did not touch the Chu Li wine, so he truly did not know that Chu Li had a fondness for wine. It is likely that seeing the table full of men toasting and drinking, especially Gu Yong who was drinking heartily, piqued her curiosity. At first, she merely licked with her tongue, and from the way she tasted it, it seemed she was not accustomed to drinking, perhaps even for the first time. Who would have thought that after one cup, she would become inseparable from the glass, like a little greedy cat catching a whiff of fishy scent, exuding a charming innocence mixed with a delightful clumsiness.
Chu Li exclaimed as she leaped gracefully, unexpectedly landing directly on Yang Jin's bed. The shoes she kicked off fell to the floor, and she raised her pair of fair, delicate feet, playfully swinging them in the air. As she made this sudden dive, the hem of her skirt naturally lifted, revealing her two smooth, fair thighs in their entirety, leaving Yang Jin parched and speechless.
The next morning, Yang Jin made the necessary preparations and, accompanied by Tao Su and Gu Yong, was ready to set off for the Da Jiang Zuo Yamen. To her surprise, Chu Li had also come dressed in male attire.
Yang Jin was taken aback by the data mentioned by Han Yu and asked, "Are all these golden figures to be cast in copper and iron, solid all the way through?"
Within the city of Xianyang, there exists another magnificent and grand scene, with palaces of various sizes standing in abundance, nestled against the mountains and beside the waters, each exhibiting its own unique style. From a distance, under the vast sky and amidst the mountains and forests, one can see the towers and pavilions, the flying eaves and glazed tiles, all exuding a majestic aura, resembling a dreamlike world