I Want To Be Qin II

Three days later, the first carved stone stood at the southern foot of Pinshan Mountain.

This is the sad place in the Yinjing project, and it is also the evidence that the people of the world remember the great feats of the old Qin people.

Because the King of Qin ordered it personally, Li Si wrote the pen himself, and the book was titled, not only recorded the name of the Weishui Qingbing Camp, but also engraved their names on the back, and passed it on to future generations.

Time passed day by day, and Ying Gao followed Ying Zheng to rush back and forth on the various construction sites. It was not until the end of May that the dust that stirred up Qinchuan for eight hundred miles in the sky slowly subsided.

These days, Ying Zheng is busy, as are Zheng Guo, Li Si and others.

The whole line of the Jingjing diversion project has been completed and is undergoing project acceptance. Only when the whole line has met the standards can the water be cut through, the Jingshui can run through, and sweep down to meet the Luoshui River.

After another seven days, the inspection and acceptance work of Yinjing Project was completely completed. On this day, Li Si, Li Huan, and Zheng Guo hurriedly came to the camp shogunate, and at the same time, Meng Tian and Lao Tingwei also came.

Ying Gao was next to him, and he knew in his heart what these people were here for. Ying Zheng had been going to the Jingshui project for two consecutive months.

The king of a country has not been in the capital for two months, and the backlog of official duties can be said to be as high as a small hill.

If this continues, the entire Great Qin court may be paralyzed.

"I will ask the king to return the capital, and then make a special trip to come on the day when the water is broken." Meng Tian said with solemn eyes, bowing solemnly to Ying Zheng.

"I will ask the king to return the capital, and then make a special trip to come here on the day of breaking the water."

At this moment, the six people spoke in unison and spoke to Qin Wangzheng.

Among the entire camp, only Ying Gao hadn't spoken yet.

Seeing that someone finally thought the same as him, Wang Wan had already bowed to Ying Zheng and joined the camp of Meng Tian and others.

Ying Gao laughed lightly, breaking the solemn atmosphere, and facing Ying Zheng: "Father, I also think that your request is reasonable. After all, although the diversion project is large, it is not as big as Daqin!"

"It's a big deal, it's the same when the father and king come to witness again on the day of breaking the water!"

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!

Regarding Ying Zheng's actions,

Ying Gao didn't agree, but Ying Zheng was the king, and he wouldn't listen to what he said. He had no choice but to listen and let it go.

But at this moment, since there is such an opportunity, Ying Gao naturally hopes that Ying Zheng will return to Xianyang.

But at this moment, Yingzheng's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Everything in the Qin State is led by the ten thousand miles of drought. As long as the drought is solved, nothing will happen to Great Qin!"

"If you don't see Chengqu release the water with your own eyes, the King of Qin is ashamed of the people of the Great Qin Kingdom and the descendants who died on this canal. What's more, Gu has to go to Pinshan, and if he is leaving, look at those martyrs .”

The topic at this moment was too heavy, and everyone was speechless for a while. After a long silence, they all nodded and stopped mentioning the return of the capital.

.........

The next day, it was bright.

Ying Zheng was already fully dressed, and ordered to Ying Gao, "Go to Pinshan!"

"promise."

Ying Gao waved his hand, and Tie Ying yelled loudly, "The whole army line up and set off on the mountain!"

"drive."

.........

The war horses rumbled, and the chariots of the four kings were galloping. The group of people had the momentum of a thousand riders rolling around Pinggang, and went straight to the frequency mountain.

When Yingzheng led the battalion and the Hukou shogunate officials out of Hukou, they saw a mighty crowd of people walking along the main canal.

"Li Si went to ask what happened. The people of the country should leave camp and go home. Why did they form such a team?" Among the king's chariots, Ying Zheng's eyes were fixed.

"promise."

After a while, Li Si turned and went back: "Your Majesty, what the people said: the people who left the camp and returned home, according to the ancient etiquette of the old Qin people, went to Pinshan to summon the souls of the brothers in the Weishui Qingbing camp."

This is a heavy topic. Once Li Si brought it up, the whole scene suddenly became solemn. The Weishui Light Barracks was just a representative.

On the Yinjing project, there were hundreds if not thousands of people who died. In this era, any large-scale project is basically piled up with human lives.

It takes a lot of bones to create a project that lasts forever.

Just like the Great Wall, like Lishan Mausoleum...

This point, everyone present can understand, but they are all clear, understanding is understanding, but looking at this mighty crowd, the heart is still shocked.

"Who summoned these people?" Ying Zheng's eyes were burning, and the shock in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Father, I'm afraid these people came together by coincidence, no one called them, they spontaneously!" Ying Gao was also shocked by the scene at this moment, the cohesion of the old Qin people was really shocking.

Boundless as far as the eye can see, the world is full of people, and they travel all the way to the mountains.

Ying Zheng stared at the black crowd on the bank of the canal, thought for a while, waved his hand, and said, "Everyone dismount and walk to Pinyang."

"promise."

At this moment, no one objected!

It's not that they don't know that the distance between Hukou and Pinshan Mountain is as far as one hundred miles, but seeing the huge flow of people, no one dares to ride on horseback.

Walking on horseback is disrespect to the martyrs who died in Pinshan, and it is also an insult to oneself.

At this moment, no matter whether it was Ying Zheng or the ten-year-old Ying Gao, they all got out of the car and entered the crowd, becoming one of them.

Although Ying Gao is a time-traveler, he has lived in Daqin for so long, so he naturally knows that Qin people have had martyrs' soul-calling rituals since ancient times.

When the soldiers died in battle, there were too many people, and the three armies could not transport the corpses back to Daqin, and would not return to the place of birth. No matter how critical the battle situation was on the day when the army withdrew, they had to face the battlefield and shout from afar.

"Brother! Come home with me—"

After the victory, the soldiers who died in battle must be settled, and then a carved stone should be erected on the grave, and the commander of the three armies should firmly press his own bloody handprint on the carved stone before returning to the dynasty.

Apart from Ying Gao, Ying Zheng is the one who understands the importance of this ancient soul-calling ritual to the old Qin people best. After all, he is the king of Great Qin, and he understands some things better.

Li Si and the others came from the six kingdoms of Shandong, so they still couldn't empathize with this matter, but Ying Zheng is the king, and Ying Gao is the general, so they naturally understand the meaning of the ritual of summoning souls.

Along the way, Ying Zheng's face was gloomy, Zheng Guo and the others dared not ask questions, so they could only speak to Ying Gao and said, "My lord, it's not enough to have just one wizard. Why do Chinese people go there in groups?"

Hearing this, Ying Gao shook his head and said, "Great Qin is different from the six kingdoms of the Kanto region. This soul-calling ceremony was originally formed because of the Great Qin's three armies."

"The soul-calling ceremony has different meanings to the old Qin people. Even the father and king would not dare to underestimate it. You should not think too much, just go with the flow."

"Take it as a respect for the dead!"