Chapter 184 King's blood stains the monument, heaven and earth are concentric.
From Hukou to Pinyang, following the huge flow of people, Ying Gao and his party walked for three days. During the whole three days of the long journey, each one was more embarrassed than the other.
The only one who is better apart from Meng Tian is Ying Gao. After all, Meng Tian is a military commander, and Ying Gao has just experienced the baptism of the Mobei battle.
After all, the environment above Mobei is no better than that of the Central Plains. It can be said to be as cruel as possible, which has tempered Ying Gao.
At this moment, among a group of people, one child's performance is much better than the others.
The rest are civil servants. Even though they have been trained, they cannot compare with the generals in terms of physical strength. In addition, they have been in trouble all the way, and their appearance is miserable.
They were like a group of deserters who had fled in a hurry, their faces were dusty and dusty, and they were very unbearable.
Even the King of Qin is like this!
The previously fair and handsome King of Qin now became dark, thin, and had messy hair. He looked like a refugee on the road, with no trace of his noble and imperial aura.
His face was covered with dust and he was in a miserable state.
However, fortunately, after three days, they finally trekked more than a hundred miles from Hukou to Pinshan Mountain, where the stone carvings of the Weishui Light Barracks' water-breaking battle were right in front of them.
On the endless hillside, pine forests stand like ancient mountain gods, guarding the order of the world. Behind the hillside, there are thirty-six carved stones.
The thirty-six engraved stones are like thirty-six gods, majestic and invincible, who walked from ancient times to the human world, just to protect the martyrs behind them.
Behind the thirty-six carved stones are 879 new soil tombs of light soldiers who died.
One after another, behind the hillside, there are solitary graves.
In front of the thirty-six carved stones, there was a long line of Chinese people standing. Their faces were so sad that they could not express it in words. They took three steps and called out according to specific postures.
"Brother! Come home with me——"
After calling, they spread out, rubbed their palms with stone stubble, waited until blood flowed out, then pressed them hard on the carved stone, and then left without looking back.
In just a short moment, this time has been staged countless times. The scene is shocking. The thirty-six carved stones are stained with blood and have been dyed bloody.
This scene shocked Ying Gao and others.
At the same time, everyone on the hillside also noticed the arrival of Qin Wangzheng. In an instant, the entire hillside became quiet, as if the pause button had been pressed.
The screen paused for a while, and everyone looked at Ying Zheng. At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly bowed deeply to the thousands of people in the country, and then walked towards the carved stone without saying a word.
The long sword cut through the palm of the hand, and the blood stained the thirty-six carved stones one by one. Thirty-six carved stones, blood flowed from each one, and the blood-red carved stones were thrilling under the summer sun.
The king’s blood stains the monument!
At this moment, on the hillside, the eyes of the countless Chinese people became wet again.
"The Qin Dynasty lasted ten thousand years, and the king lasted ten thousand years..."
The endless billowing chants swept across, and the momentum shook the sky. At this moment, the hearts of the king and the people were the same.
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At this moment, Ying Gao suddenly raised his sword: "Tie Ying gave the order: blood stains the stone carvings, and brings the soul back home!"
"promise."
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When Ying Gao and others were stained with blood on the carved stones one by one, Ying Zheng suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly: "Jingshui warriors, Pinshan is the god! Guard my river canals and enrich our Qin Dynasty!"
"The warriors of Jingshui are the gods of Pinshan! Guard our rivers and canals and enrich our Qin Dynasty!"
"The warriors of Jingshui are the gods of Pinshan! Guard our rivers and canals and enrich our Qin Dynasty!"
"The warriors of Jingshui are the gods of Pinshan! Guard our rivers and canals and enrich our Qin Dynasty!"
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Thousands of people in the country cheered, and the huge sound stirred up the surrounding areas. The sound was so loud that the entire Pinshan seemed to be trembling among these tens of millions of people.
The occurrence of this scene made Ying Gao burst into tears.
This is an era full of miracles. The people of the old Qin Dynasty were just built in a simple way. Their minds were simple, just to enrich the country and strengthen the people, and just to survive.
Six hundred years of struggle have allowed the old Qin people to form a strong sense of family and country, and this moment of explosion is just like this.
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"Father, it's time for us to go!"
After taking a look at Ying Zheng, Ying Gao advised: "Now that the people have returned home, it is time for Hequling and Hequcheng to prepare for the water diversion ceremony."
"Um!"
Ying Zheng nodded, his eyes bright: "Li Si, Zheng Guo, how are the preparations for the water diversion ceremony going?"
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Hearing this, Zheng Guo and Li Si looked at each other, and then Zheng Guo said impassionedly: "Your Majesty, the preparations for the water diversion ceremony are almost complete."
"The specific date is set before the summer planting, and the water diversion ceremony can be held in five days!"
This date was calculated by the Yin and Yang family, and it is a day of great auspiciousness. Moreover, this date is close to Xia Zhong. For Da Qin, it has only advantages and no disadvantages.
"This is so good. After the water diversion ceremony, the Jingshui River will rush in and it will be able to irrigate the Qinchuan River for 800 miles, just in time for farming!"
Ying Zheng was also very satisfied with this day. After all, if he missed the summer planting, he would have missed countless grains and countless people would go hungry.
With thoughts flashing in his mind, Ying Zheng said: "We must keep up with the preparations for the water diversion ceremony. When the time comes, I will personally participate -!"
"promise."
Standing behind him, Ying Gao could feel Ying Zheng's excitement and pride. Such a huge project, the only one in eternity, could rival Li Bing's Dujiangyan in beauty.
Even worse than that!
Once the current Jingjing diversion project is used to divert water, it will surely bring blessings to all generations. From now on, the entire 800-mile Qinchuan River will become fertile land and a natural granary.
This is similar to how Shu County became the granary of the Qin Dynasty after the Dujiangyan Irrigation Project.
Today's Great Qin not only has Bashu, but also Qinchuan, which makes Ying Zheng's confidence continue to increase.
As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you will not panic in your heart.
As long as the Great Qin granary is sufficient, no matter it is a famine year or a good harvest, the Great Qin warriors can be dispatched at any time to sweep across the eight wastelands and Liuhe and achieve their unparalleled achievements.
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"Gao, in your opinion, will this Jing diversion project be passed down from generation to generation?" Now in the Gukou shogunate, looking at the thousands of rivers and mountains, Ying Zheng suddenly sighed and said.
"of course!"
Ying Gao's gaze was intense: "There are hundreds of thousands or even millions of people living here. Such miracles will naturally be passed down to future generations!"
"Your Majesty, the river canal has been completed. Please name it. It has been recorded in the history of the country and passed down to future generations!" Seeing what Ying Gao said, Li Si quickly took advantage of the opportunity and said.
"What is the name of the main canal?"
Ying Zheng was walking around the shogunate. He had many thoughts, but the moment Ying Zheng was about to blurt out his words, he saw Zheng Guo's old face and his heart was shocked.
He knew very well that although Zheng Guo was a plumber, he was only a little older than Li Si. But at this moment, Zheng Guo seemed to be a generation older than Li Si.
As soon as he thought about this, Ying Zheng already knew that Zheng Guo almost paid his life for this canal. He moved the corner of his mouth and said.