Once the power in the hands expands, the selfish desires will also expand, and the royal family can guarantee justice. Is each generation of emperors serving the country and the people
Who can guarantee that doing so will prevent land annexation
For the sake of selfishness, people's brains will become quite smart, and even the Federal Heavenly Brain is amazed by this kind of intelligence.
The landlord class will always make a comeback in another identity, so what will be done then
Jiang Pengji sighed, there are still many things to consider.
Wei Ci was relieved. She left such a big problem to her and refused to stay and continue to discuss... It's better to stay and have a meal together.
Elsewhere, Wei Ci went home full of thoughts and happened to meet Zhang Ping who was looking for him.
"Xiheng suffered mercy this time..."
Wei Ci smiled wryly, Zhang Ping was a model of the pig teammates, and this time he really pitted him.
However, let it be a pit, at least temporarily stay away from the Maruzhou power center.
When Wei Ci thought of Jiang Pengji's actions just now, she felt even more uneasy... He didn't understand what the other party was going to do
Although he didn't understand it, Wei Ci felt that it was always right for the two to stay apart for a while.
"Let's not be an example!" Zhang Ping sneered, but fortunately Wei Ci just complained rather than resented. After all, the two have been close friends for many years, and they cheated once or twice, just to cultivate feelings, "Zixiao, this is I did it once, and I won't drag you into the water next time."
Zhang Ping came here to get the pattern. With the pattern as a specimen, he can understand it in depth.
Wei Ci rolled his eyes secretly, he didn't believe Zhang Ping's attributes as a hoax at all.
Zhang Ping said earlier that Wei Ci was erudite and talented. He not only dabbled in the Five Elements and Gossip, Qimen Dunjia, but also tossed architectural design, and knew everything about craftsmanship, calligraphy and painting. Will these, the level of attainments is not low.
If not, Mr. Yuan Jing would not have been pestering the other party for many years.
Wei Ci went to the study and picked up several scrolls, all the paper used was the best bamboo paper.
Bamboo paper…
"Zixiao, you drew this?"
Zhang Ping found that Wei Ci had a huge silk cloth with a pattern in his hand, as well as a framed and delicate picture scroll.
"The original picture is on silk cloth. The previous owner didn't keep it well, and there were ants and insects, so it was almost impossible to see the original picture..." Wei Ci These pictures are all from the ancestral house of Wei's family in Langya, even if Wei's family is down and out , but the ancestors have also been prominent, and naturally there is no shortage of good things. "Look at it, no matter how you maintain it, you can't restore it to its original state. Simply copy it according to the original painting, and you can just look at the sample."
Zhang Ping snorted and unfolded a large stack of pictures that Wei Ci had carefully stored.
The paper of these scrolls is obviously carefully cut, and the width is different, some are 10 inches long, some are more than ten inches.
Most of the cities on the drawings were built during the heyday of the Great Xia Dynasty. No matter the layout or the architecture, the atmosphere is revealed everywhere.
Most of these buildings are single-axis symmetrical patterns, which perfectly satisfy the obsessive-compulsive disorder. Of course, such cities are also easy to get lost.
More complicated ones, such as the capital and state capital, mostly use the retest axis symmetry, and the possibility of getting lost is higher.
In addition to these mainstream designs, many of them are irregular, and most of them evolved from the gradual expansion of villages.
With the material, Zhang Ping felt a little more confident.
At this time, Wei Ci opened his mouth to interrupt his inspiration.
"Shangjing suffered from earthquakes, and the terrain has undergone tremendous changes. If you follow the script and draw the gourd, I'm afraid it won't work." Jiang Pengji said plainly, "This is the original pattern of Shangjing. Just think of the temperament of our lord, she wouldn'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 Yi Zixiao?"
Wei Ci thought for a while and said, "How can it be simple, and how convenient it can be. You don't need to pursue symmetry and beauty, as long as it suits the terrain and reduces manpower. Of course, that's what it means to build a house. It’s random. It’s only been a few years since the ground movement in Beijing, and people still have lingering fears when they think about it. The house would rather be simpler and more stable.”
Zhang Ping thought about it, and it seemed that it was the same.
He has been with Jiang Pengji for a while, and the other party really doesn't like extravagance, and his style is simple and capable.
If you build the city according to the sample picture, I don't know how much manpower and time it will take.
Let’s not talk about it, let’s just talk about the former Shangjing City, which took 160,000 people a full eight years to build.
The atmosphere is beautiful, but it costs money, manpower and time.
If Zhang Ping dared to hand over such a plan to Jiang Pengji, he would be guaranteed to be repaired.
"Build the earthen house first, and plan out the streets of the city. It does not need to be beautiful, but it can shade the moon, prevent wind and rain."
Zhang Ping: "..."
He was wrong. He thought that his master's "copy and paste" was enough of a joke, but he didn't expect that the real child was Wei Ci.
"That kind of house, doesn't it fall into the status of the master!"
If there is a table, Zhang Ping can pat the table with a bang.
Wei Ci smiled and said, "Fu Ming is an external thing, and it is romantic even if it is not a square inch. The lord will not care about this..."
Zhang Ping couldn't help slandering secretly - you thought you were the lord, how could you know what the lord was thinking
For many people, the house and clothes are the face, which is too shabby. Where to put the face.
Of course, Zhang Ping did not dare to say these words.
If he accidentally annoyed his friends, Wei Ci walked away and left the huge project on him, and Zhang Ping would cry blindly.
Most of the ancient houses are made of wood, and it is not known how much wood will be consumed to build a mansion.
If there are many trees around, that’s all, if not, you can only go all the way to buy it, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Fortunately, with blue bricks and blue tiles, the amount of wood required for the house has been greatly reduced, which is still an astronomical figure.
Zhang Ping hoped to use local materials, which would save a lot of transportation costs, but Jiang Pengji calculated the approximate figures, and frowned quietly, "There are indeed many mountains and forests in Shangjing, but the trees are cut down too much, it is easy causing landslides and fissures.”
When she said this, Zhang Ping was frightened.
Is it so scary
I have heard that the mountain god is angry, and when thunderstorms are combined, the mountain collapses and the sand rolls down, but are these two related
"Well, 30% of the wood is locally sourced, and for every tree cut, three saplings must be planted. The remaining 70% of the wood is purchased from the neighboring Shangyang County. The nobles of Shangyang County also operate wood, such a large business, They can't ask for it. This matter is left to Xiaoyu to discuss... As for the blue bricks and blue tiles, I will write a warrant for you, and you can choose a few good brick-burning craftsmen."
The demand for building the state capital is too great. If you ignore the local materials, you will not be able to bald dozens of nearby hills.