This is a large house, thirty feet long, twelve feet wide, and three feet high. Without cultivation methods and materials, it would be impossible for ordinary people to build such a huge single-room house.
During the sudden collapse, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the ground shook slightly. The monk in charge of the control was also startled, and subconsciously retreated a few feet, and then looked at the ruins in the dust and mist in front of him with some confusion: "This..."
Of course you can't hide such a big thing.
Lord Song's request for seven days is seven days. Everyone understands this. There is no such thing as being a little late or delaying for one or two days.
It's okay for others, but it's not okay for Lord Long Yiwei. If Sir Song's will is not fully implemented, people will definitely die!
If such an accident occurs, it will inevitably delay the progress. Although everyone may not delay the time if they rush, but after all, something happened.
Soon a group of supervisors rushed over, sweating profusely. They were the first to be unlucky if they were held accountable for this kind of thing.
"What's going on? Did you operate according to the regulations?" The supervisors shouted loudly, and the monks were also angry: "You still need to be nagging? A certain family does this work for more than a day or two. This is Master Song's mission, who
Dare you slack off?"
The supervisors were gathering together to discuss. Lu Wanmin had already walked out of the void. This time he was different from the past. He was not just doing a simple inspection. He activated his magical power. The eyes of the peak ancestor were flashing with spiritual light, which illuminated everything.
The entire construction site.
When the peak ancestor appeared, the entire construction site became quiet. The monks were solemn and stood with their hands down. The ancestor was in front of him and showed respect.
The mortal craftsmen were even more trembling, fearing that a single inappropriate behavior would cause disaster. But Lu Wanmin ignored them. His face became more solemn as he looked at it, and suddenly he coughed softly.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The sound of collapse continued one after another. Houses and half-built palaces collapsed one after another. The entire construction site was in a mess... Everyone was dumbfounded. The ancestor was so powerful. With a cough, the building collapsed.
But...what is the ancestor doing?
Among the monks, some with advanced cultivation realized it after thinking about it for a moment, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat: There is a big problem with this project!
The peak ancestor is indeed powerful, but if he had not done it deliberately, he would never have collapsed the entire palace with a single cough! This only shows that the building itself is not strong enough.
They were frightened, knowing that someone might be in bad luck this time. Then they began to worry that they were just a little shrimp working part-time, would they be implicated?
Lu Wanmin said in a deep voice: "Seal this place and no one can enter or leave!"
"Yes!" A chorus of responses rang out from all around. In the void around Zaixing Palace, dozens of Song Zheng's Tianzun personal guards emerged, and they joined forces to seal off the entire construction site.
Lu Wanmin was so angry that he gritted his teeth and returned to the city to report to Master Song.
…
On the construction site, the monks and supervisors gathered together. Many of them were already at the level of "great craftsmen". You couldn't tell if you didn't pay attention before. Now all the houses and palaces have collapsed, and the fractures of the materials are obvious. Several people
They all understood: "The main reason is the oak wood used as pillars!"
"More than that, look at those jade tiles. They fell to the ground and shattered into powder. These are not real jade tiles. They are made from scraps of jade powder and the broken pieces are re-mixed and pressed. This kind of thing is not suitable for use at all.
The entire Zaixing Palace is connected by the spiritual formation. Materials such as oak wood, jade tiles, gold clay, silver thread, etc. all require extremely high Yuan energy affinity and passability to ensure that the entire palace and the spiritual formation are integrated.
, exerting its greatest power.
This is a matter related to the safety of the emperor. The fate of the country is at stake, and someone dares to take action in it. This is courting death!"
Supervisors, you look at me and I look at you, with a cold sweat.
The monks also noticed it and asked in a low voice: "Who provided these materials?"
The supervisors didn't say anything, and an old scribe next to him said sadly: "The Lie family!"
"Lie Beitao's family?" The monks were also surprised. The entire capital knew that Lie Beitao and Mr. Song were "friends of the poor and the lowly" and had a very good relationship. Precisely because the friend of the poor and the lowly should not be forgotten, Mr. Song was very good in character.
The reputation is very good.
"This..." They sighed and shook their heads. They were embarrassed for Mr. Song and felt sorry for Lie Beitao. How could they do such a short-sighted move?
…
The hatred in Lu Wanmin's heart was much stronger than the regrets of the monks.
Depending on the location and height, the level and angle of looking at the same thing are also completely different. Many people in high positions feel that they are "in control of the overall situation" and have a longer-term view than the people below. In fact, this is an illusion.
Because in addition to the problems of position and height, there are also problems of butt and brain.
Some people are just greedy, and some people are just born with insufficient intelligence.
But Lu Wanmin is different. He knows what the Lord has sent him to do. Although Miss Liu controls the money bag, he understands that he is the key figure in Lord Song's project this time.
Song Zheng threw out a sweet bait, hoping to catch a few big fish. There were too many powerful people in the capital, and those ancient nobles were like behemoths under the water. They were a powerful force that could influence the outcome at critical moments.
.
Apart from anything else, Song Zheng can guarantee that these ancient nobles must be connected with someone or even several powerful people outside the capital.
In the Taikoo family, there should be several Zhenguo hidden in the Outer Heaven Gate.
If at the moment of the real decisive battle, one of these people enters the capital, it will be a huge variable.
The last battle was not a real decisive battle, so Song Zheng could still tolerate the existence of these variables, but the next battle would be a real decisive battle.
Song Zheng must try his best to eliminate all "accidents" and make every effort to ensure that the general trend goes in the direction he designed.
The targets of these baits are the nobles in the capital. The nobles love money more than ordinary civil and military officials. It is not that they are short-sighted and blind to money, but because their families are large and need more money to maintain their existence.
As long as there are people who cause trouble in this project, after the palace is built, it will be the time for Mr. Song to settle the accounts. He will make a name for himself, kill a few ancient nobles to establish their power, and then win over other nobles. The whole plan is his
There are already accusations.
In this way, most of the nobles were tied to his chariot, turning a big hidden danger into his own help.
This is the real purpose of building the Zaixing Palace with tens of billions of dollars. For this purpose, Song Zheng feels that it is worthwhile to spend another ten billion. Now Mr. Song is indeed not short of money.
Among the few people he arranged to go to Zaixing Palace, only Lu Wanmin understood Master Song's true intention. Song Zheng originally wanted to hand over this matter to Lu Wanmin.
He kept silent on the construction site, just patrolling around every day. He seemed to have no sense of presence. In fact, he turned into a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, just waiting for his prey to show up.
However, those nobles are also very cunning, and have not shown any signs of it until now. But Lu Wanmin knows that they will definitely not be able to bear it, it depends on which one can lose their composure first.
As a result, before the big fish was caught, the stupid old bastard of the Lie family bit the fishhook...
It is impossible for Song Zheng not to deal with such a big movement. Once the Lie family is dealt with, the nobles behind who are ready to move will be afraid and will not dare to take action again.
"These idiots ruined your master's plan!" Lu Wanmin rushed into the general administration office, reported the matter, and then cursed through gritted teeth.
For him, this was originally a great achievement, but in the end, it was lost together with Song Zheng's grand plan.
Song Zheng was also stunned for a moment. He put down the official document he was reviewing and sighed helplessly, but he grasped some key details of the matter more accurately than Lu Wanmin.
"Call the scribe in charge. I have something to ask."
Lu Wanmin didn't need to do these small things. The Tianzun guards outside sent the news, and the planning office in the east gate quickly sent the scribe.
Song Zhengsan guessed what happened with just a few words: "Holding Lie Beitao's jade sign? That means Lie Beitao didn't come forward in person."
Lu Wanmin also understood that he had also heard about the strange relatives of the Lie family: "These thieves are so courageous, using their reputation to deceive their superiors and deceive their subordinates!"
Song Zheng thought about how to deal with this matter, and said slowly: "Go and ask if Fourth Uncle Liu is still there."
The last time Liu Fourth Uncle came to Beijing, he met him, but he didn't know if he had gone back. Soon Liu Chengfei came in: "Fourth Uncle is still here, do you have anything to do with him?"
Song Zheng nodded: "Please ask your fourth uncle to come forward and go to Lie's house to invite Lie Gongliang and his son to come over for a banquet."
Liu Chengfei was stunned: "Why uncle four?"
Song Zheng waved his hand: "Go ahead and do it."
As a gold medal housekeeper, Liu Chengfei wanted to discuss the accident on the construction site with him, but she didn't get the chance.
Liu Sishu received the order, went to Lie's house, and kindly invited Lie's father and son over. Because it involved the friendship between Lie Gongliang, Song Zheng, and Lie Beitao, and Lie Gongliang was his elder. Regardless of his identity, Song Zheng invited
When he is having a banquet, he needs an elder from his side to come forward.
He also handled this matter very carefully.
After much searching, only Fourth Uncle Liu was suitable. His status was neither high nor low, and he could barely be considered his elder.
Lie Beitao and his son were a little confused. When they arrived at the restaurant, Song Zheng was already waiting. Lie Gongliang and his eldest son were very cautious. After all, they were facing one of the three most powerful people in the capital.
Lie Beitao was a little confused: "Master Song, what did you do today?"
Song Zheng smiled and did not answer for the time being. After drinking for three rounds, he said: "Someone in your family used your name to get involved in the Zaixing Palace material supply business. You don't know about this, do you?"
Lie Beitao's face changed drastically, and he immediately thought of who it was: "Seventh Uncle, they are going too far!"
He quickly said: "Sir, I have no knowledge of this matter. They came to me and asked me to ask for a favor from you. How could I agree to it?"