"For this style drawing, I made reference to the appearance characteristics of the palaces of the past dynasties, and coupled with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's personal ideas, I simply hand-drawn one last night. As for the internal structure..."
Zheng Quchi gathered with them to discuss. She is good at overall planning, building interior spaces and their underlying structures.
As for the upper structure, modern buildings generally construct ceilings to cover the beams, but ancient palace-level buildings expose beams, brackets, columns and other wooden components. This type must also consider the length of beams and beams used for its roof trusses. Use several purlins.
Her familiarity with modern architecture far exceeds that of ancient times, so she was relatively inexperienced, so she left the matter to them to save time in the process.
They looked over and saw Mr. Zheng unrolling a piece of white deer paper. The square-cut paper was slightly wider than the normal writing paper. They saw that there was a single building painted on it facing the palace. The roof, body, and platform had all taken shape. , this floor plan immediately gave them a specific implementation direction for the appearance of Zichen Palace.
"Master Zheng's painting skills are so exquisite. Every stroke of the painting is so detailed that the doors, windows, walls, paint colors, and even the tiles on the roof trusses are all lifelike. It's amazing."
They expressed their sincere praise.
Zheng Quchi asked: "Do you think this kind of intuition is more intuitive, or is it more accustomed to the kind you use?"
There is no need to ask.
"Of course it's Mr. Zheng."
"This is hand-painted. I used my homemade charcoal pen. It is simpler and easier to manipulate than the brush strokes, and the lines have a stronger sense of strength, but it is not easy to save. If you want to learn, I can teach you in my spare time." She Generous way.
Immediately everyone nodded excitedly: "We must learn, we must learn."
Everyone in Hualin Garden is eager to learn, but all the time, everyone has hidden their precious knowledge, for fear that others will learn it and starve the master to death. It is rare to meet a generous person who does not hide it. Personal people, they are naturally very grateful and happy.
"It doesn't matter if it's not easy to preserve. We'll use it for ourselves first. If we need to collect it, we'll deepen it with solid color pigments, paint it over again, and just dry it in the sun. I've heard that many famous artists' calligraphy and ink are preserved in this way."
When Zheng Quchi heard this, he realized that there was such a way. Sure enough, there were many people and many ways.
"This is just the front plan. I haven't had time to start with the style drawing. If the specifications of Zichen Palace are according to the highest level, what should it be like?" she asked.
"According to the original format?"
In the Ye Kingdom, the patriarchal feudal system was implemented, and there were clear and strict grade regulations for various constructions. The scale of the city, the height of the city wall, the width of the roads, and various important buildings must be built according to grade. And the King of Ye's bedroom was naturally made according to the grade. The highest level, but it also means... money.
"I think if we don't want to be extravagant and wasteful, we don't need to expand the exterior. After all, funds are limited. If we find that we don't have enough money in the middle of the repair, we can't pay for it ourselves, right?" someone said.
This is not a rough statement, that’s the truth.
Zheng Quchi nodded, and she said: "In the early stage, prepare a charter in advance for all the expenses, materials, number of workers, site measurements, and some construction management lists. You will also need your structural drawings before starting the construction. In place, by the way, who do you think should be the supervisor?"
The supervisor is the supervisory official, usually appointed by the chief craftsman, but she is new here and is not familiar with the personnel, so she can only seek their advice.
Seeing that Mr. Zheng had entered the role of the master craftsman so quickly just one or two days after taking office, she did not pretend to understand, asked questions when she had questions, and did not be submissive and talk unclearly, but led them in an orderly manner. They all began to feel confident as they continued to rebuild the dormitory.
"The supervisor has not yet been decided, but my subordinates would like to recommend someone. His name is Gu Changtian. He is an honest and upright man. He is now the chief of all workers."
It's a good thing that someone suggested it. Zheng Quchi asked others for their opinions: "What about you? Do you have any suitable candidates?"
"Goddess Gu, I know this man. He can indeed do practical things. Before, Yang Lake dried up, which caused difficulties in farming below. It was he who took the lead in digging ditches and diverting water for irrigation and drainage, which solved the urgent problem." Another person praised him. road.
It seems that this person named Gu Changtian has left a deep impression on others and is an outstanding person.
"Since you all have no objections, we will tentatively appoint Gu Changtian as the supervisor. I will write an official seal and seal it shortly, appointing Gu Changtian as the supervisor, and you will assign it."
"Yes, Master Zheng."
Next, they discussed personnel arrangements for nearly an hour. As lunch time approached, Zheng Quchi suggested that they go to the "staff canteen" to have a meal together in order to get closer to his subordinates.
In fact, in her current official position, she has a private chef who delivers meals every day. Even if she doesn't, Yuan Xingzhou will make arrangements and won't treat her badly when it comes to food, but she feels that she still needs to mingle with her people occasionally.
Who would have thought that when they heard her suggestion, they first looked embarrassed, then quickly gathered their emotions and led the way to the canteen with enthusiasm on their faces.
She happened to meet the people from Nanlin Garden at the door. As soon as she saw them, Zheng Quchi suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to report to Yuan Xingzhou last night.
She didn't know whether the people in Nanlinyuan were professional or not, but they were definitely perfunctory in their work. But don't let their Canngling Weir design project pass. Unless they carry out serious investigation and make corrections, they will harm others and themselves. .
As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Although Hualin Garden and Nanlin Garden are not enemies, they are definitely enemies.
In the past, when people from Nanlin Garden saw people from Hualin Garden, they would definitely ridicule them first, but seeing that Mr. Zheng, the relevant householder, was also there, they couldn't spit out the thick phlegm in their throats, so they could only forcefully swallow it back.
Yesterday, they also went to investigate the situation in private and learned that Mr. Zheng's origins were not simple. Not only was he a well-connected person, he also had a very tough background!
The wife of the former general Yu Wensheng, with tens of thousands of troops in her hands, and the favor of His Highness the Crown Prince, looked soft and easy to control, but she did not expect her background to be so scary, enough to crush most of the court and walk sideways.
Seeing that they couldn't afford to offend her, they could only smile and take the initiative to say hello to Zheng Quchi. But seeing her cold expression, they didn't bother her and sat down to eat.
Nanlin Garden and Hualin Garden each sit at a table, and they are clearly separated. They sit on one side and do not disturb each other.
At a rectangular dining table, both parties were silent until the dishes were served. Zheng Quchi inadvertently glanced at Nanlin Garden and then at Hualin Garden, completely incomprehensible.
"Why is it that everything on our table is vegetarian? But they have both meat and vegetables?"
Seeing that Zheng Quchi was not satisfied with the food, Nanlinyuan took the opportunity to invite him: "Master Zheng, you can come and have dinner with us."
Zheng Quchi just thanked him, said he didn't need it, and looked at Liang Tian again.
His face turned red with embarrassment, and he whispered: "The abundance of meals is related to our work points. Nanlinyuan has something to do all year round, so we can earn a lot of work points, so we will eat well every meal. We are short of money here, so... …”
"I'm sorry. It's rare that Mr. Zheng is willing to share a meal with his subordinates, but I asked Mr. Zheng to eat these things..."
After hearing this, Zheng Quchi immediately felt that it was not shameful to join their team, but he realized a problem: "...I don't seem to even have work points, right?"
Everyone in Hualin Garden heard this and hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, of course I will invite you, sir."
Zheng Quchi glanced at the green and healthy food placed in front of him. They have been vegetarians for many years. They are neither monks nor sheep. How can they keep up with the nutrition?
Zheng Quchi felt sad for them when he thought that they were living such a tight life and had to help her out.
It's really not easy for the general to have good food. No wonder they are all fighting for the project and have lost the Canngling Weir. The people in Hualin Garden are eager to fight against the people of Nanlin Garden. It turns out that the general is fighting for the project. In prison, those who work and those who do not work are linked to their living conditions.
"If you can't take on the project anymore, won't you even be able to eat the leaves?" Zheng Quchi asked a very heart-wrenching question.
Sure enough, everyone in Hualin Garden looked even more disgusted. They all lowered their heads and said in embarrassment and shame: "...Yes, but there are other ways. You can bring some food from home."
There were no microwaves or induction cookers in this era. The rice they brought in the morning would either be cold or rancid at noon and evening, unless they were willing to bring dry food to eat every day.
Zheng Quchi expressed his understanding, but did not say anything more about it. He only said: "The punishment and reward system for prison officers is quite strict. I should have a deeper understanding of it when I have time."
Yesterday, Yuan Xingzhou had agreed that she could enter and exit the palace freely. Zheng Quchi did not return to the Eight-Part Hall after a busy afternoon of work, but went straight out of the palace after get off work to meet Brother Sang and Yaomei Sang in the Liu Mansion.
Unexpectedly, when she left the Xuanwu Gate, she saw a familiar yet unexpected figure - Fu Rong.
Since Yu Wensheng's death, he has disappeared and has been in a state of disappearance. She asked Brother Wei, and he said that Fu Rong was not in any danger and was just doing a secret thing.
Since it was a secret, and Brother Wei kept it secret, it was hard for her to continue asking further.
But she didn't expect that she would bump into him appearing in front of the palace gate at this time.
She was about to go up to him, but she saw a person standing next to him, it was Li Gang, the late king's eunuch chief. The two stood side by side, looking relaxed as they talked. It didn't look like they were just acquaintances, but they were very familiar with each other.
Li Gang is clearly a member of the late king, and Fu Rong is a member of Yu Wensheng. The two should be enemies. Even if there is no personal grudge, there should be resentment from a standpoint. But now it seems that Li Gang's true identity may be not simple.
While the two were talking, a group of guards approached behind them. They were carrying a dark coffin and setting it down. On the other side were people from the Julu Kingdom. The two sides met and seemed to be negotiating and handing over items. There was no doubt that the point was. It lies in that coffin.
Looking at the familiar black lacquered plain coffin, could this be Yu Wensheng's coffin?
She took a closer look, and although there was a distance, she was sure in her heart that it was most likely.
yuan The Ye Kingdom is not as good as them. If it is reported that they are dishonest and shameless, the Julu Kingdom will really lose its face.
So, she no longer hesitated, first shouted "Fu Rong" loudly, and then walked over quickly.
The moment Fu Rong saw Zheng Quchi, he was stunned.
Under the setting sun, a girl wearing the official uniform of the third rank of the current dynasty came with a stern and solemn face covered in the rays of sunset.
"General, general's wife?"
Fu Rong's expression at this time was probably not very good. Seeing her approaching step by step, he even couldn't help but take a step back, and then said in a concealed manner: "I, I just came back."
However, Zheng Quchi was too lazy to care about the doubts about him. She pointed at the coffin and asked, "Is this my husband's coffin?"
The Julu Army did not recognize Zheng Quchi at first, because she was now wearing a men's official uniform. She seemed to have a sharp pace and a cold expression. They did not associate her with Zheng Quchi for a while, but when she opened her mouth, they stared at her. Eyes wet - Huo! It turned out to be her who released a swamp water snake to bite their devil!
"According to the agreement, the body of General Yuwen of Ye State has been returned to you. The mission is completed, and we say goodbye."
Without saying a word, the leader of the Julu Kingdom took his leave and left with his soldiers, as if something terrible was chasing them behind them.
Seeing that the people from the Julu Kingdom had revealed the truth, Fu Rong could only reply: "...it's the general."
Zheng Quchi asked again: "Where are you going to take his body?"
Fu Rong got stuck: "This..."
Li Gang, the chief eunuch on the side, quickly took over the words: "Of course he will be laid to rest. His Highness has said that he will arrange the highest funeral ceremony for General Yuwen under the prince's burial system. The whole country will mourn and express his deep sorrow for the general. "
"You have all arranged it to this point, but why didn't anyone inform me, the widow?" Zheng Quchi said coldly.
Fu Rongxin was a little panicked. He stammered but still couldn't hold it in. Li Gang responded calmly and said: "Your Highness is just worried that Madam is sad and tired, so he plans to let the palace do it for him..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zheng Quchi: "He is my husband, so naturally I should handle his funeral ceremony. This is a matter of course. Send the coffin to me..." She didn't know where to send it at the moment. Where to go, she finally made a decision: "Send it to the General's Mansion."
Li Gang and Fu Rong quickly looked at each other and said hesitantly: "This..."
"What is this? I want to take my husband's body back home, but that's not allowed?"
Zheng Quchi may not be a naturally majestic person, but once she puts on airs, she has an aura of her own.
"No, no, of course." Li Gang also sweated on his forehead.
He thought to himself that this matter must be reported to His Highness as soon as possible. He was caught trying to hide the body of his deceased husband. If he was forced to keep it, the matter would seem to be a bit unsolved.
Zheng Quchi glanced at Fu Rong again: "You, bring the coffin and follow us!"
Fu Rong's mouth tightened, and he said without tears, "Yes."
After finishing the game, why did he meet the general's wife at this moment? There may be big trouble now.
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This was the first time Zheng Quchi came to the General's Mansion. She and a group of guards stopped in front of the gate, looking up at the majestic gold plaque on the door. She put her hand on the coffin: "Yu Wensheng, I will take you home. ”
With a "beep" sound, the door was opened from the inside, and a line of guards and servants lined up, standing neatly on both sides, bowing their heads in salute.
"Welcome home madam——"
Zheng Quchi was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Well, the general and I are back." (End of Chapter)
