Early the next morning.
Sure enough, Bach sent thirty guards to the mansion. Song Che also took this opportunity to clear out all the slaves Arhan had placed in the mansion.
But in this case, no matter where he goes, there will still be a "tail" following him, secretly monitoring his every move.
"Did you see those two men in brown leather jackets? He has been following me since I left home. My safety has been seriously threatened."
Song Che pointed at two Hu men hiding in the crowd not far away and said to the guards beside him.
Bach issued a death order to these thirty guards. They must obey Song Che and do everything possible to protect Song Che's safety.
"Don't worry, Mr. Song, we'll go and clean him up right away."
The guards separated into four people, returned to the crowd, picked out the two men who were following them, punched and kicked them in the street, and then carried them back to Song Che.
"Who do you belong to? Arhan? The eldest prince? The second prince? Or are you the spy of other ministers?" Song Che asked coldly.
The two men who were following him were very tight-lipped and said nothing even when they were beaten until they vomited blood.
"Mr. Song, do you want to kill or not?" The guard pulled out his knife and put it on the necks of the two Hu men, waiting for Song Che's order.
Song Che waved his hand slightly, indicating that it was not necessary, and only said to the two men at his feet: "You must understand that when I pull you out and beat you up, you have exposed your intentions, and you can't rely on me... Now, within three sounds, , disappear in front of me, otherwise your head will fall to the ground!"
Two men rolled and crawled into the crowd.
"Mr. Song, actually you don't have to worry about who is behind them. His Highness the Prince has said that anyone who hinders you will not be merciful," the guard said.
Song Che shook his head, so what if he killed them? There will definitely be a third and fourth one. It doesn't matter if they are followed. Anyway, he has been monitored at all times since he entered the capital of Hu State. As long as they don't kill him with real swords and guns.
then,
Song Che came to the West City Wall and followed the previous method in Beiliang to measure various data such as wall height, wall width, and wall thickness.
In the morning, Bach brought more than 4,000 slaves to the Western Wall and gave full authority to Song Che to arrange the work.
"How come they are all skinny old men?" Song Che inspected the slaves lined up in front of him. The only thing that satisfied him was that most of these slaves were from Liang.
Bach said: "The market went to the market late yesterday, and the strong slaves were picked out by the boss and the second brother long ago... Well, how about this, I ask my subordinates to help?"
"That's not necessary. Four thousand people are enough to build a wall. The most important thing is whether they have the strength to work. Look at all of them, they are sallow and thin, ugh..."
Song Che couldn't bear to see his compatriots in such a state, so he suggested to Bach: "People are like iron rice or steel, why not let them have a full meal first?"
"Okay! I will arrange for the gang leader to set up a stove under this wall to cook and let them have a full meal first."
"If there were a few more drops of oil and water, they might be able to have more strength."
Bach stated that nothing was a problem.
Then Song Che began to divide the work and arrange the work.
The most important thing at the moment is the materials for building the city wall. Stone, wood, sand, clay, and water are all indispensable.
It took Song Che nearly an hour to properly divide the labor among the four thousand slaves.
"Especially for the most important stones, you have to remember that there is no need to dig and cut them, just transport the gravel pieces. Even if it is a big stone, you have to break it into pieces and then transport it back."
The traditional method of building a wall is to polish large stones evenly and then stack them one by one. Such a cumbersome method will only achieve twice the result with half the effort;
There must be a lot of gravel in the quarry. Pull them all back, integrate them through iron cages, and then fill them with "cement" mixed with clay and sand. The city wall created is stronger than a stone fortress. This is because It has been confirmed when the city wall of Beiliang Kingdom was built in the past.
"Mr. Song, the wall made of rubble will collapse if pushed, right? This wall is related to whether I can sit on the throne in the future. You must not be careless."
"Don't worry, Your Highness, this is the latest manufacturing technology of our beams. If you follow my method, you will never go wrong."
Song Che did not explain too much, but took out two design drawings from his sleeve, handed them to Bach and said: "These are the design drawings of the 'Iron Cage' and the 'Elevated Pulley'. Please bother the prince to find the blacksmith and carpenter to make them." They are built, and you only need to watch me demonstrate it once, and you will know the secret."
Bach took the design drawing, glanced at it briefly, pointed at the pulley and said curiously: "Hey... isn't this the 'lifting ladder' invented by Arhan? I didn't expect that Mr. would also design this thing."
In the past, when Song Che passed the Yumen Pass, he used pulleys to pull up the iron gate. This Arhan was quite good at copying.
"Don't you think, Your Highness, that the 'pulley' I designed is more exquisite than Arhan's?"
"At first glance, it's much more subtle!"
Bach suddenly realized, "Is this 'pulley' your invention, Mr. Song?"
It's not an invention, it's just bringing this labor-saving technology to ancient times. Song Che nodded.
Bach cursed: "Arhan, this greedy old fox, swore that it was his new invention, and his father even rewarded him with a generous reward. I didn't expect that he plagiarized someone else's invention!"
At this time,
The gang leaders have also cooked lunch, and each person can not only get two big cakes, but also a bowl of steaming mutton soup.
The slaves cried as they ate.
"You remember, as long as you work hard, you will get oil in your stomach every time; if you can repair the city wall before the stipulated construction period, I will make an exception and exempt you from citizenship!"
Bach wandered among the slaves, trumpeting his kindness, but the grateful eyes of the slaves all turned to Song Che. They all knew that this man had earned this meal.
Song Che always had a smile on his face. The more he saw oppression and the more power he held, the more people could understand the meaning of the phrase "with great power comes great responsibility."
Song Che is not a great man, he just feels from the bottom of his heart that he should do something, that's all.
