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The second time he went out, Ji Mo was already ten years old. This time he was going farther, to a nearby big city, and it would take more than half a month just to go back and forth. His cheap dad.

I don't know how Daddy Cheap's job as a petty official does. If he's not on duty for two or three days, will he be resigned directly?

Ji Mo thought about this, without asking any questions, and followed the man's footsteps.

When they go out, they say that it is convenient to take a car and ride a horse, but the real poor family still measures the land with their feet. The two of them have no burden, so they don't have to hire a carriage or other transportation. The man took Ji Mo all the way.

On the way, the man told Ji Mo some things about the construction. Some of these things Ji Mo knew, and some didn't. It was a novelty, and what he said was obviously more organized than Grandpa Sun.

"Daddy, grandpa misses you very much."

Ji Mo thought of Grandpa Sun, he is getting old and his bones are really failing. He fell off that big rock the day before yesterday, and his bones were almost broken. In Ji Mo's view, the protruding like It is because of the existence of bones that it is not easy to use force at all, so we can only apply herbs slowly, but it may not get better for a long time.

When Grandpa Sun walked, unconsciously, he would turn a little bit and dare not use this leg to exert force.

"Go back this time, you go to see grandpa with me."

Grandpa Sun broke his leg. How could my son not know about such a thing? The medicine packs secretly placed on the window sill at night, as well as the snacks in the town, are soft and sweet. You can tell who brought them back at a glance. But neither father nor son said a word, and the king did not see the king.

"Grandpa has been thinking about you."

Ji Mo said, looking at the man's face, the man was silent, there was no such "smartness" as the villagers said in his eyebrows and eyes.

He put his big hand on Ji Mo's head, didn't say much, and told him about measuring the length.

"If you want to build a city, you need to measure it with steps."

It is unrealistic, or inconvenient, to measure such a long length of rope, so I used my steps to measure how far a step is, and how many steps it takes to go from here to there. Of course, this kind of measurement is somewhat ambiguous. It may not be very accurate. This point should also be paid attention to when building some buildings that must be accurate.

"There is water in the city, and there must be channels to discharge the sewage from daily washing..."

The man talked about what Grandpa Sun once said. His words were more popular and more intuitive, which made it easy for Ji Mo to listen to. Although he would not repeat the points of professional knowledge, he could listen to them and deepen his memory.

"Not only the drainage in the city, but also the drainage on the buildings..."

How to build the ridge, how to lay out the eaves, how to build the tiles... The man talked about more specific things. Do it, don’t be afraid of hardships, you can only know what it is like if you do it yourself.”

If all the calculations that fall on paper are to be turned into reality, someone must suffer this kind of hardship. Back then, men just didn’t want to endure hardship. After going there once, they knew that it was definitely not their way. That’s why they chose to study. I didn’t expect to study It's also difficult, and in the end, I can't make it high or low, and I can barely be regarded as a top dog, but I have regrets in the end.

Seeing this child now... He looked at Ji Mo's eyebrows, but he couldn't see his own appearance from between the eyebrows, that is, no one in the village paid attention to this, and rarely saw his wife, otherwise, I'm afraid someone would have suspected it. Children, not like them.

The face is not the same, but the eyes are very close, which makes people happy.

If I have a son, I can have this, so why not be satisfied?

Wrong, wrong, this is my son, just my son.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm sure I'm not afraid of suffering!"

Ji Mo patted his chest and assured that he could persist in the hard work of building a bridge, not to mention such carpentry work, even if he climbed up and down, it would not be more difficult.

The father and son chatted without delaying their walk. After walking for several days in a row, when they arrived at the big city, Ji Mo felt a kind of mightiness just looking at the city wall.

If you want to say, the ancient city is the most impressive. Once surrounded by the city wall, there is a place of peace inside, and there are soldiers standing guard on the city wall, with flags waving, and a sense of security is instantly felt.

The thick and tall city walls are piled up with ordinary bricks and stones to form an extraordinary majesty, and even the words on the city gate are somewhat thick and domineering.

One man is in charge of the gate, and ten thousand men are not allowed to open it. This is the right kind of city.

When you really walk down the city, you can feel the pressure of being overwhelmed. The perfect arched structure makes Ji Mo's eyes glow, and arches are indispensable when building bridges. His fingers moved, as if he couldn't wait to relive this The joy of simple stacking.

Assembling large building blocks or something, it can be understood in this way!

"Let's go, let's go inside."

The man took Ji Mo's hand, and when he entered the city, he had no goods and didn't pay any money. With the flow of people pouring into the city, he could see the noise from the left and right, as if a new world had opened up. The signboard is full of prosperity.

Without any destination, the man led Ji Mo down a street and asked him how many steps he took.

Ji Mo answered according to the man's pace, and then converted it into a specific number of meters. The man nodded slightly, and finally he was not fascinated by the signboards on the left and right, and he still remembered what he was here for.

After changing a place and walking again, east to west, north to south, and back and forth for two streets, Ji Mo felt that he couldn't even move his legs.

"Find a place to rest first."

The man knocked on the door of a certain house as he said, and when the other party opened the door, he knew people at the first sight, and after a few familiar words with each other, he could get dinner and a place to stay.

When the adults were talking, Ji Mo didn't make a sound, and when he fell asleep at night, he asked curiously: "Father has been here before?"

"came."

The man cherished his words like gold, and didn't say much, and covered Ji Mo's eyes with his hand, which meant to let him go to bed early.

Ji Moben wanted to ask if Grandpa Sun brought him here, but upon seeing this, he simply didn't ask.

Woke up early in the morning to eat, at other people's house, Ji Mo woke up earlier than usual, but the man woke up early, talking to the host's house outside.

The host who took them in was a big brother type hearty character, he patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Just learn it again, it will be a pity if you don't learn this skill of yours!"

"It's not good to learn it. It's just to see if the old man likes it and let him teach his grandson."

In front of outsiders, the man seemed to be wise again, and he said a few more words, not as reticent as usual.

"How did you say that? After all, it is a craft of eating. Apart from other things, my house, if it weren't for your guidance, wouldn't be able to repair it so well!"

The host said so, full of praise, "It's been so many years, look, it's still so bright!"

When he turned his head, he saw Ji Mo poking his head, and he beckoned Ji Mo to his side, "My good boy, you can learn from your grandfather, learn your grandfather's skills, and build a palace for the emperor!"

"Cultivate what kind of cultivation, he just learned it, that is, he is just a prankster, so he can't be so ostentatious."

The man's complexion changed, his tone was a little harsh, and he glared at Ji Mo as he spoke, as if he was disobedient now and was going to build a palace for the emperor.

"Hey, how long has it been? It's been alright. Didn't I hear that some garden was going to be built recently? I also said that if Mr. Sun was here, it would not be their turn. Those under our hands are now all in their heads."

The host seemed to be a little resentful, sighed, full of injustice.

"It's right to stand out, it's so hard, it's up to them to stand up."

The man's tone calmed down again, and the two said a few more words, and the woman greeted them for dinner before they entered the table.

Ji Mo suppressed the doubts in his heart, followed him to eat, and wandered around the city again with the man, making sure he had seen everything before heading back home.

On the way back, there were almost no one with him, so Ji Mo asked the man what they meant by that conversation.

"Isn't it good to build a palace for the emperor?"

His question was a little curious.

It is said in the world that you can learn martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family. It can be seen that the biggest buyer in the world is the emperor. A bowl of bean curd will be famous for a while, and even passed down for a hundred years. It can be completed under the leadership.

Otherwise, whose family is so rich that it can support large projects such as building a city?

Ji Mo had thought about it a long time ago. If he wants to leave any works this time, he must leave a big project. However, the manpower, material and financial resources required for such a big project are not something ordinary people can support. Let the emperor be the sponsor. It is the best.

"What's the matter, don't have such thoughts again!" The man sternly stopped, perhaps because he thought that Ji Mo was smart and shouldn't be suppressed by force, so he said another reason.

The current dynasty has overthrown the previous dynasty. It is not that the east wind among the royal family and clan overwhelms the west wind, but that the aristocrats of the old family pushed the faint king down and took the position by themselves on the grounds that "the faint king has no way".

The truth is that it is not a good reputation for committing crimes against the superior. The most terrible thing is that I failed to kill the faint king back then. The reason is that there is a secret road in the palace. Tao escaped.

This kind of secret way must have passed through the hands of the builders, and the builders at that time were all officials. It is impossible for them to be unclear about these changes in the upper class, but no one came forward to remind the emperor of the secret way. The heirs of foolish gentlemen gained a foothold in the frontier, only then did they realize that they had actually walked by a secret path.

The heir of a foolish gentleman is not necessarily a foolish ruler. With the support of frontier soldiers and horses, he almost shared the world with the current emperor. If it hadn’t been for the foreign invasion at that time, he had transferred back the frontier soldiers and horses. It’s hard to say how the situation is now. .

With such a big mess, how could the emperor be pleasing to those architects? They are obviously not his own!As a result, the builders no longer had official positions, and the same builders who had presided over the construction of the palace were all executed.

It was a coincidence that Grandpa Sun was not on the list, and he resigned early to go into seclusion, so he escaped the disaster and slipped through the net by luck.