How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

By the end of Tianqi in the Ming Dynasty, eleven emperors were buried near Tianshou Mountain.

Starting from Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, to Qingling, which was built a few years ago, they are all scattered at the foot of Tianshou Mountain.

Coupled with Emperor Tianqi who is still alive and Emperor Chongzhen who is about to ascend the throne, the scale of the Ming Tombs is about to take shape.

At this moment, around eight o'clock in the morning.

Deep in the imperial mausoleum, two fast horses broke the morning tranquility.

On one of the horses, a middle-aged scribe in his early forties looked up at the magnificent scene around him.

He is Sun Yuanhua, the weapons expert who was tricked by Li Xin last night.

Sun Yuanhua was not angry when he learned that he had been deceived. Instead, he became very curious about what was about to happen.

Will heaven bring disaster to the capital?

Or is there something more magical happening here?

One hundred thousand soldiers and civilians have worked hard to prepare for several years, just to welcome its arrival?

Is all this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?

Welcome in... ahem... I'm going too far.

Sun Yuanhua was extremely curious at this time and followed his mentor to leave Huangling Town at dawn.

Originally, with his status, it was impossible for him to ride a horse in the Royal Garden Mausoleum, but with Mr. Feng and his mentor here, these were not problems.

"Xu..."

He let his horse stop in front of an imperial mausoleum, showing shock on his face.

But outside the imperial mausoleum, hundreds of extremely thick boulders appeared. The stones were made of white marble and were specially used to lay the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum.

Each of them weighs tens of thousands of stones and is about seven or eight meters long. They are well-proportioned and stand tall into the sky.

"Teacher, this... what is this?"

Sun Yuanhua, who had never seen such a scene before, was confused.

"Are these the stones from the Xuan Palace? Why are they all upright and look like a formation... Is this also the work of Mr. Feng?"

Sun Yuanhua really couldn't imagine how these huge stones were erected.

The elderly scribe riding next to him is the great scientist Xu Guangqi.

Xu Guangqi stopped his horse and smiled lightly, stroking his white beard.

"Yes, Chuyang, it is also Mr. Feng's handiwork."

Sun Yuanhua became even more incredible.

Because the shock he received this day was exactly the same as that of King Xin Zhu Youjian yesterday.

Dark roads, towering Huangling Town First People's Hospital, Fat Xilai Supermarket, Workers' Gymnasium, and huge air-raid shelter buildings.

Either way it subverted his cognition.

Now I feel a little numb when I see this Stonehenge again, but I still don’t understand the question.

"Teacher, this...what is the purpose of these stones? It takes a lot of effort to stand them upright, right?"

Xu Guangqi did not answer, but turned to look at the rising sun in the sky and smiled.

"Chu Yang, although you are obsessed with arithmetic and firearms and are not interested in astronomy, you did study with me in Nanjing for two years."

"Let me test you, have you ever seen any difference in this stone formation?"

"Hiss...this..."

When Sun Yuanhua heard that the teacher was going to test him, the smile disappeared from his face.

He took a serious look at the huge stone array in front of him, shook his head slightly, and felt that it was just placed randomly.

But I dare not say these words.

Now that his mentor had asked, there must be something fishy, ​​so he had no choice but to continue to observe carefully.

Slowly observe the doorway coming.

Sun Yuanhua shouted in surprise: "Teacher, look at the tallest stone pillar. When it is illuminated by the sun, the shadow reflected on the ground happens to be at this moment."

"Could it be...that this is the sundial made by Mr. Feng?!"

Sun Yuanhua once again lamented that it was truly a stroke of genius.

Xu Guangqi on the side smiled, secretly saying that his disciple had not forgotten all his knowledge of astronomy.

But he shook his head and said: "It's not just that. Chuyang, today is the sixth day of May in the sixth year of Tianqi, which happens to be the day of the summer solstice."

"Just wait until the sun rises completely and then you will see that the largest stone pillar is placed on the same central axis as the sun on the summer solstice."

"And did you see the shortest stone at that moment? The direction of the winter solstice sunset is the same as it, so..."

Before Xu Guangqi could finish speaking, Sun Yuanhua had already exclaimed.

"It can also show the summer solstice and winter solstice every year? Can we use this to calculate the twenty-four solar terms?"

Calculate the twenty-four solar terms?

Xu Guangqi still shook his head. If Mr. Feng spent so much effort just to make these calculations, wouldn't it be too childish?

Why mobilize tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians to transport them here when something can be done with just one standard.

Unfortunately, not only Sun Yuanhua cannot see its effect, but Xu Guangqi has not figured out the reason yet.

"Hey, Chu Yang, to be honest, I don't know Mr. Feng's true intention. He only told me that this is just a coordinate point!"

"Coordinate points?"

Sun Yuanhua was unfamiliar with this term.

"Let's go! I'll take you up the mountain. You can see more clearly when you get to the mountain."

Xu Guangqi stopped explaining and led his apprentice on horseback to the mountain behind the imperial mausoleum.

Sun Yuanhua hurriedly followed and kept moving along the road.

At the same time, we also know that the imperial mausoleum currently being built was built for Emperor Tianqi Zhu Youxiao.

Behind it is the foothills of a branch of Tianshou Mountain, called Yanziling, which is about several hundred meters high.

A winding road led directly to the top of the mountain, allowing the two of them to climb up without much effort.

After reaching the top of the mountain, looking down is even more shocking.

But I saw those stone pillars forming a strange pattern.

It looks round but not round, square but not square, low in front and high in back, but the sides are very symmetrical, like an official hat worn by an official when going to court.

The more Sun Yuanhua looked at it, the more he felt that it really looked like an official hat!

On both sides of this large array of stones, there are two hat wings placed parallel to each other.

Coupled with the design of low front and high back, it is completely like a huge stone official hat.

"Haha, mentor, I'm afraid this isn't the Feng Shui formation that Mr. Feng set up for himself."

Sun Yuanhua joked: "Does Mr. Feng want to use it to change his fortune, obtain a higher official position, and become a marquis or prime minister?"

Xu Guangqi glared at his apprentice helplessly.

You underestimate this mountain guard too much.

If Mr. Feng is obsessed with officialdom, how could I, at the age of sixty, be willing to be his assistant in Tianshou Mountain?

No one can fathom the lofty ambitions of this person.

"Chu Yang, if this is a Feng Shui formation, then look behind you."

Xu Guangqi did not rebuke his disciple, but asked him to turn around and look towards the top of the mountain.

Sun Yuanhua turned around as he was told, becoming more and more stunned.

But I saw that the entire top of Yanziling was flat.

This area was actually turned into cultivated land, and a large amount of wheat was cultivated within an area of ​​about 100 acres.

wheat?

Sun Yuanhua thought his eyes were dazzled, but after rubbing his eyes, he realized that it was actually wheat.

The winter wheat in May is about to be harvested. The golden wheat ears are fluttering in the wind, and the air is filled with the unique fragrance of wheat.

But Sun Yuanhua was completely confused.

Who would grow wheat on the top of a mountain?

Not to mention that the top of the mountain is full of rocks and lacks soil.

Even if there is a thick layer of land, sowing, watering, and harvesting are troublesome.

Even though Huangling Town has roads extending in all directions, is it necessary to manually lift buckets of water for watering?

Not enough wasted manpower and material resources.

But I saw that the wheat in front of me was growing very well, and it was about half a person tall.

Sun Yuanhua sat on his horse and looked around, and found something different.

Among these wheat fields, many wheat ears were artificially suppressed, and they circled around the entire top of the mountain.

Because of the height, he couldn't see clearly what pattern it was.

But after riding a horse around the top of the mountain, I became even more jaw-dropping.

"Teacher, this...what does this mean?"

He didn't understand why the good wheat didn't wait to be harvested, but instead they were crushed one after another, seeming to form a strange pattern.

Moreover, this pattern is larger than the stone array at the foot of the mountain below.

Xu Guangqi still shook his head.

"I don't know either, but Mr. Feng calls it a crop circle."

"Also call it...the tarmac!"

Crop Circles?

Tarmac?

Coordinate points?

Sun Yuanhua was completely confused.

It was no longer his turn to be confused, but he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the foot of the mountain.

Li Xin led the mausoleum defenders, numbering nearly 10,000 people, and rode fast horses to the top of the mountain.

The nearly 10,000 soldiers guarding the mausoleum were fully armed and looked nervous and serious.

After reaching the top of the mountain, they all stopped.

Xu Guangqi was shocked when he saw it, and he hurriedly dismounted and walked to the leader Li Xin.

"Mr. Feng... Feng, is... the time has come?"

He said and glanced down the mountain, but saw that the stone array showed that it was past the hour of the hour and it was the quarter hour.

That's around 9:15 in the morning.

Li Xin turned over and dismounted, looked up at the sky, and nodded with a heavy expression.

"Yes! The time has come, and it must come."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard a roar in the sky.