Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

A puppet with distinct facial features and the same size as an ordinary person was exposed to the sun.

Its carving is extremely fine, and there is still black lacquered hair on its head, which is tied into two buns.

There are two lumps of blush on his cheeks, he is always smiling, and his two hands are pressed on the shaft of a cart, as if pulling the cart.

Xiangli Ling unfastened the counterweight at the rear end of the frame, and the puppet's feet landed lightly on the ground. The two legs bent slightly, then quickly bounced up again, and stood firmly on the ground.

"Father, it's ready."

Xiangli Xi was already standing on the lightweight frame.

He grabbed a rein with his right hand, and flicked it vigorously, "Drive!"

Click, click.

The puppet's two legs moved one after another, one from the left and one from the right, and took a few steps forward steadily.

The Mohist disciples quickly dispersed to protect the bicycles in the middle, and at the same time to prove to the onlookers that they did not use external force to help.

"Oh, it's really moving!"

"Is that a real person or a puppet? It moved by itself!"

"I said that the skillful craftsman of He Fang is so capable, so it was the work of the Mohists!"

"I have long heard that the Mohist's craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Seeing it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

"How does it move, let me see."

The puppet dragged Xianglixi for more than ten meters, causing an uproar in the street.

The onlookers gathered more and more people, and even a lot of heads appeared on the pavilions of nearby merchants and restaurants, pointing at the bicycles in amazement.

Xiangli Xi puffed out his chest proudly.

How glorious the Mohist school was in the past, but since the split, it has become worse day by day.

Today is also the time for Momen to bloom again!

"My master is from the Mo family."

When Chen Qing rushed to Xianyang Palace, he saw a dark crowd coming from a distance, and stopped immediately.

After looking carefully, he recognized Xiangli Xi standing on the bicycle.

As for the puppet pulling the cart, its steps are mechanical and monotonous, and it is not a living person at first glance.

"There are really two hits."

Chen Qing pinched his chin, and began to think about how the Mo family made the energy storage device in his mind.

The storage of kinetic energy was a thorny problem until the invention of springs and flywheels.

Xianglixi's puppet can pull a strong man and a frame to walk on the street, and it consumes a lot of energy.

He pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what kind of black technology the other party used.

"East..."

Li Yi raised his head and glanced at the flamboyant appearance of the disciples of the Mohist school, then turned his head to look at the unremarkable bicycle on the bullock cart, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"What are you panicking about!"

Chen Qing gave him an angry look.

"Don't pretend to be forceful, pretend to be struck by lightning, haven't you heard of it?"

"Let's go, enter the palace!"

the other side of the street.

The crowd around Xiang Liling was surging, and the cheers continued.

She couldn't help being high-spirited, looking up at her father, with immeasurable reverence in her eyes.

"Is that Chen Zhonghou?"

"Yo, why did you run away in such a desperate manner?"

"Don't you want to compete with our Mo family? Why don't you even say hello?"

"I know, I'm afraid of embarrassment!"

The disciples of the Mohist school were triumphant, and they didn't care about the difference between superior and inferior.

Anyway, they won this game, and Chen Qing's Zuo Zhonghou might be the end of the game, what the hell is going on with him!

"Senior brother, be careful, this place is just a short distance from the imperial city, so don't cause trouble for Momen."

Xiang Liling reminded her, looking at Chen Qing's leaving back with complicated eyes.

"Chen Zhonghou, I'm really sorry."

"This time the relationship is so important that the Mo family can't afford to lose."

"Ah Ling will definitely repay the great kindness in the past."

"But not today."

Chapter 66 Sorry, the referee is mine

After the court was over, the civil and military officials did not return to their official residences to handle official duties as usual.

The Luan of the First Emperor was in front, and all civil and military officials followed behind, heading for the prepared competition venue.

Chen Qing ordered someone to untie the bicycle and was circling around to warm up.

And Qin Mo's team also stopped not far away, densely forming a large circle, surrounding the bicycles.

They sneered at Chen Qing's small and light bicycle, and at the same time couldn't help turning their heads back frequently, their eyes full of anxiety.

Xiang Lixi, who had been majestic before, was sweating profusely at this time, and a few capable disciples held something like a socket wrench to re-string the puppet.

If you show your sanctity in front of others, you will suffer in hindsight.

The design of the Mohist puppet is extremely delicate, relying on more than forty bowstring-like devices inside to provide kinetic energy.

Xiangli Xi was standing, a disciple was bending over, and another disciple was lying on the ground.

The three of them started work at the same time, so busy that they were sweating and didn't bother to wipe off.

"Your Majesty's Luan has arrived."

Xiang Liling ran over to report in panic, secretly regretting.

If I knew it earlier, I would not have urged my father to use the bicycle in advance.

If there is something wrong with this, the Momen may not have a bright future.

click.

Xiangli Xi put his ear on the puppet's chest, and when he heard the sound of the organ closing, he nodded and said, "I'm all right here."

"Master, I'm still two laps away."

"I'll be fine right here."

The three of them hurried and hurried, and finally recharged the puppet before the arrival of the first emperor.

Ying Zheng sat on the chariot, looking at Chen Qing and the Mo family from a distance.

The bicycle is small and simple. Although it has only two wheels, it is light and flexible, and it can stand upright.

He has already seen the puppet of the Mo family.

In the inner library, there are bronze musicians made by the Mohists, with ingenious ideas, including Qin, Sheng and Yu.It is very pleasant to play, ding ding dong dong.

Xiangli Ling carefully and quickly helped his father dry the sweat on his face, and helped him straighten his clothes.

"Okay, Ah Ling."

Seeing Luan's car stop, Xiangli Xi hurriedly pushed his daughter's hand away and walked out.

"Father, the flag has won!"

Xiangli Ling waved her small fist at him.

"Master, the flag is set to win!"

"This time the Mohists will win!"

"Master must win!"

Countless eyes of encouragement fell on Xianglixi, and the disciples of the Mo family showed anticipation and hope, full of confidence in the first competition.

"My minister will be the Marquis of the left middle of the Shaofu, Chen Qing, see Your Majesty."

"The villain will be Xiang Lixi, the master craftsman of the Shaofu, see Your Majesty."

The two stepped forward to salute, one left and one right.

They turned their heads slightly at the same time, their eyes met for a moment, and then quickly moved away.

"The widow ordered Chen Zhonghou to compete with the Mohists. Li Xiang, I don't know how to compete in the first match?"

Ying Zheng asked the question lightly.

Li Si pointed to the two gray lines in the distance and replied: "Your Majesty, I ordered people to draw a boundary here, limited to the land of Wuyin."

"Both sides use their own methods, and whichever side has the more ingenious skills will win the applause."

According to the Qin Dynasty, one quotation is ten feet, and five quotations are almost equivalent to 100 meters in modern times.

Li Si originally planned to decide the winner by whoever reached the finish line first, but seeing that Chen Qing's bicycle was moving quickly and nimbly, he temporarily changed the rules.

"Ah."

After Ying Zheng took a deep look at the other party, he nodded slowly.

"let's start."

"promise."

"promise."

Chen Qing and Xiangli Xi bowed at the same time, and each retreated.

Fusu glanced at Li Si resentfully.

Mr. is not welcomed by all officials, who is willing to applaud him?

Li Xiang's method is too unfair.

Chen Qing pushed his bicycle and came behind the gray line.

Xiangli Xi was originally tall and burly, but now standing on the frame, he was half a body taller than him.

The disciples of the Mohists and the doctors of the Yushi suddenly felt elated.

"This is more than anything."

"It's not as good as Chen Qing."

"Cai! The Mo family's big lottery!"

"Mohist Mechanism Grand Prize!"

Before the two sides started running, the doctor Yu Shi couldn't help cheering Xiang Lixi with his voice.

Seeing this, Fusu stood up with a gloomy face.

This is too bullying!

"Mr. Big Sweepstakes!"

Ying Zheng reprimanded in a deep voice: "Fu Su, be safe and don't be impatient."

"promise."

Only then did Fusu sit back reluctantly, scanning the circle of civil servants with resentment.

Those who clamor and applaud today will surely be rewarded by his Japanese prince!

A waiter stands in the middle holding a short flag, arms raised high.

"Mr. Xiangli, please be merciful."