Chapter 59 Sit and argue
When Murong Xiaoxian and the three arrived in the backyard of Guangmingtang, the impatient disciples led the way and trotted all the way. No one dared to stop them and went all the way to the retreat room.
The backyard of Guangmingtang is originally the secret of Guangmingtang. Except for idle people, there is no special appearance outside. However, when Murong Xiaoxian entered, he was inevitably shocked.
The buildings in the backyard are really not comparable to other cross-yards of Guangmingtang.
Although the building is not high and is mostly a two-story building, the meticulous workmanship, the selection of materials and the unique style all show that the owner here is by no means an extraordinary person.
All the building materials are pure white stones, which are now unusually clean and even give people a sense of holiness.
What shocked Murong Xiaoxian most is that there is a four-foot square white altar in the courtyard, which is no more than two-story small building. In the middle of the platform is a huge copper tripod, which is ignited with sandalwood with thick arms, and the green smoke curls straight into the sky.
The style of the tripod is very strange, but the overall shape is not square, but a very thick shape, but a semicircular, just like a rising sun has just exposed the horizon, and the bottom of the tripod is not a four-legged, but a cloud shape, as if a round of sun is slowly protruding its head in the clouds, and the sandalwood that goes straight up to the clouds It symbolizes the direction in which the sun rises.
The four walls of the altar are engraved with countless star and moon patterns.
"This is the symbol of the Temple of Light, the star and moon altar." Yuexian couldn't help saying casually when she saw Murong Xiaoxian's surprised face.
Murong Xiaoxian was also shocked to see Xingge. Obviously, Xingge has never entered this backyard.
"Sister Yue, please wait a moment, I'll go in and report..." As soon as the disciple's voice fell, Murong Xiaoxian heard a clear shout from inside: "Abuna, you don't need to inform, just ask the three of them to come in. You just need to keep an eye on the portal.
"Yes!" The disciple stopped, made a respectful gesture of invitation, and then guarded the door. When Murong Xiaoxian and the other three entered, they closed the door.
After turning a few elegant wooden doors, Murong Xiaoxian finally met the Twelve Ming Lords.
Skinny and tall, melan, golden crown, eyes as calm as water, without a trace of master's breath.
This is Murong Xiaoxian's first impression of the twelve Ming Lords.
At this moment, the Lord of the Twelve Ming is focusing on looking at the stack of parchment on the table, which is obviously the "inspiration" drawn by Murong Xiaoxian in the morning.
"Are these the plans you made for the imperial capital?" Lord Twelve Ming did not raise his head and changed another one casually, but this time Lord Twelve Mingzhu raised his eyebrows gently, as if he also felt that Murong Xiaoxian's design was a little unrealistic and unrealistic.
These buildings look good, but they cannot be built or are difficult to build. What do you think?"
"Well, if there is no certainty, of course I won't draw these pictures. But..." Murong Xiaoxian hesitated for a moment, but others could hear that it was just trying to capture.
"Gible out your terms." The twelve Ming masters' eyebrows were locked deeper and slightly unhappy.
"These ideas are actually what I unintentionally got in Chuangjie Mountain. In addition, these buildings can only be built with extraordinary materials." Murong Xiaoxian said.
"So, you set up more than ten workshops in the north and west of the city, and also hoarded a lot of sand, lime, and a lot of iron ore?" The Twelve Ming Lord said calmly that it was obvious that what he had done could not escape the eyes and ears of the Twelve Ming Lord.
There was no shock on Murong Xiaoxian's face, which was expected. If the Twelve Ming Lord did not find it, he would really be disappointed.
But Xingge's face changed dramatically. These things were done by his confidants, and they were carried out without telling Yuexian and others, while the Twelve Mingzhu said it easily.
"Yes, this matter must be kept secret. If anyone can master the manufacturing method of these special materials, then the holy city of light that I plan will be overdone." Murong Xiaoxian said calmly, without the trembling of Yuexian and Xingge.
Joke, how can I be afraid of you? I'm just here to make money. You just want to find a seat and get what you need!
Huh? You should retreat for the time being. You can't come in without my instructions. Twelve Mingzhu finally turned his head and looked at Murong Xiaoxian quite strangely. Murong Xiaoxian's words just now did tell his idea, and Murong Xiaoxian also gave him a hint: this matter should not be known to more people.
Yuexian bowed down, and Xingge hesitated a little and bowed down to withdraw.
"You are just an outsider. Although you have become the four heads of Guangmingtang, this is only temporary. I know that your purpose is just to accumulate wealth. If you feel that the status of these four heads is inconvenient, you can give up at any time. So you can speak freely and don't have to be bound by the rules of my Temple of Light. The main sentence of the Twelve Ming Dynasty directly poked Murong Xiaoxian's key point. Murong Xiaoxian couldn't help but be secretly surprised and couldn't help raising his vigilance against the Twelve Ming Lord.
"If you want to build these buildings, the materials needed are concrete, steel bars, and glass." Murong Xiaoxian said softly.
"Well, go on." The twelve Ming masters said slowly.
"The combination of concrete and steel bars can build hundreds of times more buildings than boulders! Moreover, no matter how large the area is, it is a whole!" Murong Xiaoxian said softly.
The Twelve Mingzhu finally stood up in surprise, "Are you serious?"
"Guaranteed with life."
"It seems that Star Song tells you a lot of things." Twelve Mingzhu said lightly, but Murong Xiaoxian heard a sense of awe.
"Well, she said that after the return of the twelve masters, she was sad because she disagreed with the rest of the masters. She hopes I can help you..." Murong Xiaoxian remained calm, but felt that the Twelve Ming Lords invisibly emitted an extremely strange breath.
"What else do you know?" Twelve Ming Lord asked.
"I also know that in three years, there will be chaos!" Murong Xiaoxian suddenly said coldly that he knew that this was the pain of the Twelve Ming Lords!
"Go on!" The Twelve Ming Lords slowly walked towards Murong Xiaoxian, but there was a sense of murder hidden in his calm footsteps.
"If you come out of the turbidity continent for the purpose of the whole world, but it is the strongest fortress. Even if you can barely capture this fortress, it will greatly reduce the strength of the turbidity continent, so will you do your best to capture this fortress?" Murong Xiaoxian said lightly.
"Go on." The tone of the Twelve Ming Lords finally began to ease.
I think that if this holy country of light is built elsewhere, the enemies of the turbid continent will be like a broken bamboo, attacking cities and towns all the way to support the war, and their strength will never be weakened by the war. Finally, the enemies of the turbid continent can completely kill people with a knife, and consume all the strength of the holy country of light without spending a single soldier!"
"So, this place seems to be at the front line, but on the contrary, it is the safest place! Because this place is far away from the countries of the Creation Continent and the closest to the Creation Mountain. If the enemies of the turbid Continent rush out of the Creation Mountain, then the Creation Mountain will fall. Naturally, the people of the Creation Mountain have nowhere to go, and this is their best place!"
"Take a step back, if we can build the Holy Land of Light and become extremely powerful before the chaos. When the enemy of the turbidity Continent breaks through the Chuangjie Mountain and is seriously injured, can we wave our troops to take advantage of the fire to rob them, and even finally take tens of thousands of miles of Chuangjie Mountain for ourselves... At that time, the world will also spit Yes!" Murong Xiaoxian said quietly.
The Twelve Ming Lord was silent. After a few days, the Twelve Ming Lord finally nodded.
"Very good, but your ambition is a little too big. So, the key question is whether the city can be built firmly? With a smile in his eyes, the Lord of the Twelve Ming Dynasty continued to say, "In this way, the preparation of the capital of light is entrusted to you. I still need to take these drawings to see the master. If I can successfully convince the master, then I will give you a lot of credit!"
"I don't think it's good for the Lord to act like this. However, few people will believe it when talking about soldiers on paper. But what if these people see the results?" Murong Xiaoxian gently reminded.
The twelve Mingzhu nodded, but stopped talking.
"It's a big deal. How much start-up capital do you need?" After a while, the Twelve Ming Lord finally said.
"At least tens of millions! I will record the detailed expenses and let Yuexian be the head of the Lord every day. Murong Xiaoxian was happy, and the money came!
I need a large amount of all kinds of goods. Naturally, I can suppress the price from it, and then report it to the twelve Mingzhu at a normal market price or a slightly lower price...
And the products I designed myself, hum, the market is priceless...
"This matter must be kept confidential in the future. You can report it in person every day." Lord Twelve turned around and sat down, and suddenly remembered another thing. He couldn't help asking, "What is the glass you mentioned?"
Murong Xiaoxian replied in a low voice, "Lord, it is a transparent building material like crystal. The function is to replace today's window paper, which will make the house brighter and not afraid of wind and rain. Its area and thickness can be customized according to needs. It is extremely hard and low-cost, and can be popularized on a large scale in the city. Murong Xiaoxian replied.
"Oh, that's what you said about the design drawings. The main materials in the Opera House?" Twelve Mingzhu asked with great interest.
"Oh, that's special glass, which is mainly pasted on the outer layer of the building, which can protect the building, beautiful and prevent weathering." Murong Xiaoxian replied. Real friends don't have to discuss the construction of the Sydney Opera House. It's just a yy novel. In my novel, the Sydney Opera House can be built with wood (covering their faces and laughing...)
"Good, when are you going to start construction? After all, the weather will turn cold for another month, and I'm afraid it can't be constructed. Twelve Mingzhu said with some worries.
"I have considered this problem. The architecture in the city requires exquisiteness, so I can't be careless. Therefore, within this month, you only need to follow the overall plan, dig the base groove, and wait for the construction to warm next spring. However, the matter of the city wall cannot be delayed, because with reinforced concrete, it can be constructed even in winter. Therefore, I still have a ruthless request, and I hope the Lord will approve it. Murong Xiaoxian glanced at the twelve lords with a pious expression on his face.
In fact, Murong Xiaoxian has always bent down when talking.
"say." The twelve Ming's tone was more gentle, and he almost gave him a seat.
"Can I control all the stones, lime and other things outside the city, as well as those craftsmen? If necessary, can you use the army?" Murong Xiaoxian said softly.
"This..." Lord Twelve Ming frowned slightly, "The army cannot be transferred, and the craftsmen can be dispatched by you at will. However, you must ensure that the outer walls will be built this winter. The tone of the twelve Ming Lords is indisputable.
Well, the city's circumference of 100 miles in length and width is 400 miles, 400 miles of wall. In winter, this siege is no less than the Great Wall...
"Then I need at least 10,000 craftsmen and 100,000 labor. Otherwise, I can't do this." Murong Xiaoxian retreated knowing that it was difficult, and there was no need to do that tiger-wallowing move.
"Hmm! I will give you 100,000 craftsmen and 500,000 laborers. You must build the wall for me to be strong, tall and unreachable! Temporarily save all the building materials, and you will also call them! Come on!" Twelve Mingzhu snorted coldly.
A person came out like a ghost.
"My lord, my subordinates are here."
"From today, except for 50,000 laborers who dug foundation troughs, other craftsmen and laborers in the city will be dispatched by four heads of charge! Those who do not obey, those who oppose, those who block the construction period, kill without mercy!" The twelve Ming Lord said coldly.
"Yes, this is the purpose..."
Murong Xiaoxian is in a cold sweat and proposes! What does this mean?
Others claim to be the Lord, but he claims to be the Lord. Is he the Lord of the Temple of Light?