Who knows, family members? The system was intercepted by the First Emperor.

The Mo family has always been unpopular.

It was because of Li Jiang that Mohist organ skills became popular in the palace, but the Mohist school of thought was still inferior to Legalism and Confucianism.

Nowadays, people's thinking is very simple. If they fail to pass the science entrance examination when they are old, they can spend less money to go to New Oriental College and find another way out.

If you learn to be a cook, if you are good at it you can work in the palace kitchen, if you are not good at it you can work in a restaurant.

Even when you are older, you can pass on your skills to your children when you return home.

The worst thing is that if the neighbors and folks are doing some business, they can ask you to serve as a spoon, and you can still make some money.

Even if you can't make money, you can still make some money or meat.

But as for the Mo family, whichever craftsman learns it first is the most basic.

It can be said that many people were discouraged from the beginning.

In this day and age, there is always someone in every family who can make a stool, a table, or repair something.

Maybe it's rough, but they're ordinary people, so how can they be so fine?

So from the beginning, the Mo family persuaded many people to retreat.

What's more, the Mo family's mechanism skills also depend on whether you have talent. Only those with talent will teach you to draw messy things.

Only then can he be promoted little by little to become an outer disciple of the Mo family.

No one wants to go to college for several years and learn nothing.

Therefore, the Mo family is one of the least popular companies in New Oriental.

"When I first learned the Mohist art from my father, I started by whittling wood."

"Start with a knife you can hold and cut the wood one by one."

Tian Kaimo's eyes were filled with memories. At that time, their faction had long since declined.

"Have you ever whittled wood?"

Ying Shiman shook his head: "Senior brother, you still don't know me? My hands-on skills are extremely poor."

She smiled self-deprecatingly: "When the time comes, I don't know whether the wood will be chipped out first, or my fingers."

"So, you are very talented. Your talent is something that many disciples of the Mohist family who work hard at chipping wood cannot ask for."

"You are the hope of the Mo family. We all hope that you can lead the Mo family to regain its glory."

Tian Kaimo is right, the Mo family is really going to decline.

Only he knew how much Tian Fang liked Ying Shiman, his apprentice.

Not only because of Ying Shiman's talent, but more importantly, because both talent and identity are concentrated in one person.

"I won't let the Mo family fall."

Ying Shiman looked at the scenery flashing by outside the window and said slowly: "The Mo family will not disappear."

Li Jiang really couldn't draw well this time, and she wasn't the type to go out of her way to embarrass herself.

She has so much power, but if someone doesn’t use it, is she stupid?

If the sky falls, Ying Zheng is still there to hold it up. If you really can't handle it, you can still ask Ying Zheng for help.

So after discovering that she still couldn't figure out the drawings after spending a whole night, she gave up.

There is a specialization in the industry, but the shape is useless. In the past, the steam engine was explained to Tianfang first before sending the drawings.

But this time, the two sides were too far apart, and they couldn't understand the drawings given to them.

We can only call Ying Shiman, who is the best at drawing.

Let's study together. After all, there are specialties in the art industry, and it's normal for her to be unable to master it occasionally.

If she can't draw the blueprint, will it delay her from occupying the most important position next to Ying Zheng and becoming Great Qin's national advisor?

Don't delay!

Ying Zheng has not been interested in building the Great Wall for a day or two. It can be said that this picture is the meticulous work of Ying Zheng's alterations.

Even Ying Zheng had never cared so much about his son.

The bricks had also been fired when Ying Zheng had finalized his idea, and now everything is ready.

While waiting for people to come from Xianyang City, Ying Zheng began to build the first observation tower.

Maybe it was because Li Jiang and the story he told about Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall, maybe because Ying Zheng put so much effort into this building.

Ying Zheng strictly controlled the quality of the Great Wall. If the wood was eaten by insects, it would be replaced.

I wish I could stay at the construction site to supervise the work and watch the completion of the first observation tower of the Great Wall.

Li Jiang also followed Ying Zheng to the Great Wall construction site. To be honest, she was a little curious about how the Great Wall was built.

Curious about the construction process.

Of course, very excited.

The thought that she was about to witness one of the eight wonders of the world, the Great Wall.

When I think about it, the Great Wall will be built in front of my eyes, bit by bit.

Li Jiang wished he could write a book on the spot, called How the Great Wall was Built.

【The Great Wall!This is the Great Wall! 】

[This is the Great Wall whose tracks can be seen in space! ! ! 】

【It will be built bit by bit in front of my eyes. 】

[I can witness with my own eyes the birth of the Great Wall! 】

Not to mention how excited Li Jiang was. Watching Wai Guoren carry the bricks and wood along the mountain road to the top of the mountain little by little, Li Jiang's hands were shaking with excitement.

"Exit."

Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back and muttered to himself.

As the person who drew the blueprints of the Great Wall and built it, is he proud?

At this moment, a familiar and long-lost call appeared in everyone's ears.

"Hu~Hu~"

Two excited shouts attracted the attention of Ying Zheng and others.

When Li Jiang turned around and looked over, Hu Hai had already walked towards the two Wai Guoren.

"Why are you here?"

Hu Hai looked excitedly at the small freckles and high nose bridge in front of him.

The two of them had met their families since they parted ways with Hu Hai and patrolled with the man named Wang.

After several years, the family reunited.

The general story ends here with the beginning of a happy life.

But real life is not a story. After meeting their families during a patrol, they were incorporated into labor, reunited with their families, and rushed here to build the Great Wall.

The good news is that after coming to Da Qin for so many years, I spent the first half of the time listening to what Hu Hai said every day, and the second half of the time listening to Wang Rushengzi say.

Their Qin dialect level makes it possible for simple communication.

The bad news is that although they can speak Qin, they will never see Hu Hai again.

No one pays attention to them, let alone helps them convey anything. They can only continue to live a life of hard labor, and they don't know when it will end.

But now, they saw the young man again.

"Hu~"

The nose is high and the eyes are red: "Hu~"

He wanted to say something, but thinking about their identities and the race between them, he still couldn't say the words of mercy.

In their country, these people are called slaves, and they are the lowest class. They are not even worthy of clothes or food.

They are doing very well now and have grown several times stronger.

However, after Li Jiang and Ying Zheng came over, they heard Hu Hai talk about the small freckles and the high bridge of the nose.

Ying Zheng was thoughtful.

After a while, he said to Hu Hai: "Tell them that in two years, if they are willing to become the subjects of our Great Qin and learn the official language of our Great Qin, they can become the subjects of our Great Qin."

Why go far away?

It is not easy to use for the foreigners outside who have just conquered it, but that does not mean that it is not easy to use for the foreigners who are well fed and clothed in the land of Daqin and wish they had gained a lot of weight.

A person with a high nose bridge does not need an interpreter. He can only understand a few sentences, but cannot understand them coherently.

"He...my father."

Hu Hai pointed at Ying Zheng and then made a childish gesture.

"Here, build a house..."

"Two years...just like us..."

Ying Zheng didn't have time to watch Hu Hai jumping up and down to translate for them.

He took Li Jiang and walked back.

[This is permanent residency. 】

[Let them become nationalized directly. 】

Li Jiang turned his head and saw that he was still dancing behind him. He even acted out a melodrama with Zhao Gao and Zhao Rongrong. He must make his high nose and small freckles understand Hu Hai, who is Ying Zheng's decree?

Really...does it work?

maybe say...

Can you really communicate clearly?

Don't misunderstand it then...it will be interesting.

At this time, Li Jiang and Ying Zheng did not know that Great Qin's relentless advance had already attracted the attention of many countries and tribes.

They heard that the Qin Dynasty was almost ruling that land.

No one’s heart is without fear.

Even countries separated by a sea from Da Qin are a little uneasy.

Is it safe across the sea?

No, didn't you see that the group of dwarfs in the east were all silenced?

It's so miserable, not a single person is left alive.