Chapter 818

Once the power in hand expands, the private, and desires will also expand, and the royal family will be able to ensure impartiality, and every generation of emperors will serve the country and the people?

Who can guarantee that this will eliminate land annexation?

For one's own sake, the brain will become quite smart, which even the federal brain is amazed.

The landlord class will always make a comeback in another capacity. What should we do then?

Jiang Pengji sighed. There are still many things to consider.

Wei Ci was relaxed. She threw such a big problem to her and refused to stay to continue the negotiation... It's better to stay and have dinner together.

In another place, Wei CI came home with a lot of thoughts and just met Zhang Ping looking for him.

"Xiheng has hurt kindness this time..."

Wei CI smiled bitterly. Zhang Ping is a model of pig teammates. This time, he was really miserable.

However, pit and pit, at least temporarily away from the maruju power center.

Wei Ci was even more nervous when he thought of Jiang Pengji's just move... He didn't understand what the other party was going to do?

Although he didn't understand, Weici thought it was always right for them to alienate for a while.

"Not again!" Zhang Ping smiled. Fortunately, Wei CI just complained rather than resented. After all, they have been close friends for many years. They have been in a pit once or twice. They should only cultivate their feelings. "Zixiao, do it this time and don't drag you into the water next time."

Zhang Ping came to get the pattern. Only when he had the pattern as a specimen could he have an in-depth understanding.

Wei CI secretly rolled his eyes. He didn't believe Zhang Ping's attributes of the pit goods at all.

Previously, Zhang Ping said that Wei Ci was erudite and versatile. He not only dabbled in the five elements and eight trigrams, but also learned about architectural design. He was good at working, calligraphy and painting... People set up a little Su, but Zhang Ping didn't boast. Wei CI really knew these things and his level of attainments was not low.

If not, Mr. Yuanjing would not haunt each other for many years.

Wei CI went to his study and took several scrolls of paintings. The paper used was the best bamboo paper.

Bamboo paper

"Zixiao, did you draw this?"

Zhang Ping found that Wei CI had a huge silk cloth with patterns in his hand, as well as an exquisite framed picture scroll.

"The original painting was painted on silk cloth. The previous owner didn't keep it well. He gave birth to ants and insects, so he almost couldn't see the original..." Wei CI made these drawings from Langya Wei's ancestral house. Even if Wei's family was down, his ancestry was also prominent, and naturally there was no lack of good things, "Look, no matter how you maintain it, you can't restore it. Just copy it according to the original painting. Just look at the sample."

Zhang Ping opened a large pile of paintings carefully stored by Wei CI.

The paper of these paintings is obviously carefully cut, with different widths, some eight or nine inches and some more than ten inches.

Most of the cities on the drawings were built in the heyday of the Xia Dynasty. Both the layout and architecture reveal the atmosphere everywhere.

Most of these buildings are uniaxial symmetrical models, which perfectly meet the obsessive-compulsive disorder. Of course, such cities are also easy to get lost.

Some complex, such as the capital city and state capital, mostly use the retest axisymmetry, which is more likely to get lost.

In addition to these mainstream designs, many are irregular. Most of them are slowly expanded and evolved from villages.

With the material, Zhang Ping had a little bottom in his heart.

At this time, Weici interrupted his inspiration.

"The terrain of Shangjing has changed greatly due to the earthquake. If you draw gourds according to the book, I'm afraid it can't be used." Wei CI said plainly, "this is the original design of Shangjing city. The buildings are scattered and beautiful. But think about our Lord's temperament. She won't spend too much money to build such a luxurious state capital for herself..."

Zhang Ping respected Wei Ci's opinion and asked, "what do you mean by filial piety?"

Weici thought for a moment and said, "It's as easy as it can be. You don't have to deliberately pursue symmetry and beauty, as long as it conforms to the terrain and reduces manpower. Of course, that's what you say. Building a simple house doesn't mean using materials at will. It's only a few years since the earthquake in Beijing. People still have lingering fears when they think of it. Houses would rather be simple than stable."

Zhang Ping thought for a moment. It seems that this is the same truth.

He has been with Jiang Pengji for some time. The other party really doesn't like extravagance and has a capable and simple style.

If the city is built according to the sample map, I don't know how much manpower and time it will take.

Far from it, let's directly say that it used to be the capital. It took 160000 people eight years to complete the construction of the city.

The atmosphere is beautiful, but it costs money, manpower and time.

If Zhang Ping dares to hand over such a plan to Jiang Pengji, he must be repaired.

"First build a soil embryo house and plan the streets of the city. It doesn't need to be beautiful. It can shade the moon, prevent wind and rain."

Zhang Ping: "

He was wrong. He thought his master's "copy and paste" was enough for children's play. Unexpectedly, the real child's play was Wei CI.

"Such a house has fallen into the identity of the Lord!"

If there was a table, Zhang Ping could clap it.

Wei CI said with a smile, "fame is an external object. It's romantic without a square inch. My lord won't care about this..."

Zhang Ping can't help but secretly feign - you think you are the Lord, and can you know what's in his stomach?

For many people, houses and clothes are faces. It's too simple. Where do you put your faces.

Of course, Zhang Ping dare not say these words.

If he accidentally annoys his little partner, Wei CI leaves and leaves him with such a big project. Zhang Ping will cry blind.

Most ancient houses were made of wood. I don't know how much wood it would take to build a mansion.

If there are many trees around, it's all right. If not, you can only go all the way to buy it, which is time-consuming and laborious.

Fortunately, with green bricks and tiles, the amount of wood needed for the house is greatly reduced. Rao is still an astronomical figure.

Zhang Ping hoped to use local materials, which could save a lot of transportation costs. However, Jiang Pengji calculated the approximate figure and quietly twisted her eyebrows. "There are indeed many mountains and forests in the area of Shangjing, but too many trees are cut down, which is easy to cause landslides and landslides."

Zhang Ping was frightened when she said so.

Is it so terrible?

In the past, I heard that the mountain god was angry. When there were thunderstorms, the mountain collapsed and the sediment rolled down, but what is the relationship between the two?

"Well, 30% of the wood is locally sourced. Every time you cut down a tree, you must plant three saplings. The other 70% of the wood is purchased from the nearby Shangyang county. The gentry in Shangyang county also operate wood. They can't wait for such a large business. Let Xiaoyu talk about it... As for green bricks and tiles, I'll write you a warrant and you can choose some skilled brick builders. ”

There is too much demand for the construction of the state capital. If you don't care about local materials, you can't pull up dozens of nearby mountains.