Traveling through Great Qin: Father Qin Shihuang!

"That's true, but Dad, if you arrange an official position for me, will Qin Shihuang agree?"

"Of course I agree. Qin Shihuang told me personally that you can choose all the positions in Daqin. If you don't like one, you can appoint one yourself!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand and said very proudly.

"Don't bother, just make me the head of Jingshui Pavilion."

"The head of the pavilion? What's the use of this official position? You should choose a bigger one. At least you have to be of the rank of Sangong Jiuqing. If it's really impossible, how about making you Prime Minister Zuo?"

"No, no, no, I have to go to Xianyang Palace to attend court meetings every day for such a big official position. There are so many things to do, it takes up too much of my time."

Zhao Che waved his hand, he himself is a dead house with the temperament of a salted fish.

In the previous life, 996 had been a social animal all his life, and after finally traveling to ancient times, he had to go to court to become 007's social animal. Isn't this self-inflicted and unhappy?
When Ying Zheng was about to say something, Li Si and others at the side secretly tried his eyes on him.

"Okay, since that's the case, then Dad won't force you anymore. After I go back, I will arrange this matter. From today onwards, you will be the head of the Jingshui Pavilion."

Ying Zheng also knew that he shouldn't be too hasty in dealing with Zhao Che's affairs, just take his time. Anyway, as long as he is still in Daqin, there are many ways to get him to contribute.

"By the way, Che'er, Dad is here this time, and there is one more thing I want to see your opinion on."

"What's the matter? Dad, just say it."

"Old Meng, bring the things in!"

Ying Zheng turned his head and gave instructions, Meng Yi and Zhang Han walked in with a few boxes after a while.

"Didn't you implement automatic irrigation in Jingyang before? Then I went back and told Qin Shihuang about it. After reading it, he admired it very much and wanted to try it in Xianyang, so I asked people to draw this according to the situation in Xianyang. A design drawing, can you see if there are any defects?"

Hearing this, Zhao Che was a little curious. He reached out to take the blueprint and opened it. He just glanced at it casually, and was attracted by the content inside.

"Not bad, this design, the route planning is very reasonable, and the repetition is minimized. It must not be designed by ordinary people, right?"

It was rare for Ying Zheng to hear a word of praise from Zhao Che, and he couldn't help being a little proud.

"That's right, the designer of this blueprint is Zheng Guo, who presided over the construction of Zheng Guoqu."

"Zheng Guo? So it's him? That's not surprising!"

Zhao Che nodded, Zheng Guo was a well-known water conservancy expert at any rate, and he was probably the only one who could design such blueprints in the whole of Daqin.

"However, there are still some deficiencies in this drawing. For example, here and here, the design is obviously a bit redundant."

Zhao Che stretched out his hand and marked a few places on the blueprint, all of which he thought were unreasonable plans.

"However, there are road barriers in these places. If you don't bypass them, it may hinder normal traffic."

Although Ying Zheng didn't understand water conservancy, he could still understand the map.

The reason why Zheng Guo designed it this way is obviously to avoid the normal road, and he chose to go around in circles as a last resort.

"These places are not the main roads, but if they are avoided, the manpower and material resources required will be greatly increased. It is better to dig them directly and build a bridge on them."

"Bridge repair?"

"Yes, building a stable bridge can not only greatly reduce detours, but also be wider and more stable than the original bumpy road. We can even directly expand the canal into a river."

"But it takes a lot of time to build a bridge, right?"

Meng Yi pondered for a while and said.

"No, building bridges is really not as difficult as you imagined. Don't tell me, Dad, did you forget about reinforced concrete?"

"Yes, we can build bridges with retarded concrete, so the speed will definitely be greatly improved."

As soon as Ying Zheng clapped his hands, he remembered the magnificent bridges he had seen before, and now they can finally be built in Daqin.

"It's just a pity that automatic irrigation will not be popularized in Xianyang this year."

"maybe."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Hearing Zhao Che's words, Ying Zheng immediately questioned him. It seems that this kid must be hiding something.

"It's nothing. As long as there is enough manpower and mechanical assistance, it doesn't take much time to build these canals. At least a few main lines can be repaired before spring plowing. As for special places, such as bridges , this can’t be rushed.”

"What kind of machinery? Can it improve so much efficiency?"

Yingzheng glanced at the blueprint, Zhao Che pointed out just now that the bridges will be built in a few places, because there are roads, so there is not much arable land.

As long as the canal can be built, at least [-]% of the arable land in Xianyang has been covered. In comparison, it is nothing to miss a few places?
"Okay, then I'll take you to the backyard to have a look!"

Zhao Che got up and walked towards the backyard, followed by Ying Zheng and others.

Zhao Che came to the side of the small house before, and opened a mechanism from nowhere, and a secret door unexpectedly appeared on the ground of the small house.

"Go in, all the treasures are stored here!"

Zhao Che greeted and walked towards the secret room first.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go in and have a look, and wait outside?"

Meng Yi glanced at the dark secret room, couldn't help frowning, and turned to Ying Zheng and said.

"It's okay, will Che'er still hurt me?"

Ying Zheng shook his head. Isn't it just a secret room? Could it be that he doesn't even believe in his own son?

Seeing this, Meng Yi and the others did not continue to persuade them.

After all, what Ying Zheng said was also reasonable, Zhao Che was his own son, not to mention, with Zhao Che's ability, if he really wanted to murder Ying Zheng, he wouldn't need any means at all.

Just one of his subordinates, Zhao Yun, and all the people present may not be able to stop him.

Not to mention, Zhao Che's own strength is already unfathomable.

Going down the stairs of the secret room, everyone soon saw a long series of closed rooms.

There are some unfamiliar characters engraved on each room, which are completely different from Daqin's Xiaozhuan, but some characters can still be vaguely recognized.

"Young Master, did you invent a new font? It looks much simpler than Xiaozhuan!"

"Yes, and these characters seem to be composed of a few basic strokes. They look square and square, which coincides with the rules."

"I only knew one word after reading it for a long time, and I don't know what the rest mean."

……

Meng Yi and others looked at the simplified characters on the door and studied for a long time, but they couldn't figure out why.

"Father, hurry up, what are you doing behind?"

At this time, Zhao Che in front had already reached the door of a room and stopped, turning his head to greet them.

"It's here!"

Everyone stopped to continue to explore the thoughts of those words, and soon came to Zhao Che.

"This is where I store all kinds of machinery. The kind of machinery you want that can increase the efficiency of building canals is here."

With that said, Zhao Che opened the door and lighted a candle beside him.

Before the secret room was built, vents had been reserved, so there was no need to worry about the lack of oxygen.

"This... what is this?"

As soon as a group of people came in, they saw a huge black shadow in front of them by the faint candlelight.

"The light here is a bit poor, so I can't see clearly."

As Zhao Che said, he lit up all the candles in the room one by one, and the whole room became much brighter in an instant, and the huge monster finally revealed its true colors.

"What is this?"

"The name of this object is an excavator!"

"Excavator? Is it used for digging?"

Ying Zheng noticed the bucket that was taller than him.

"That's right, the efficiency of this thing's excavation is many times faster than that of manual labor. The amount of work that can be completed in one day is worth the efforts of manual labor for several months."

"hiss!"

Ying Zheng and the others gasped. They believed that Zhao Che's words were definitely not bragging.

No need to experiment, just look at the huge bucket of the excavator, combined with the mighty body made of metal of unknown material, you know that the strength must be extraordinary.

"This thing is even more powerful than a chariot. If it is driven on the battlefield, it will definitely scare the enemy's courage."

As the god of the Great Qin army, Wang Jian spent most of his life fighting on the battlefield. When he saw such a powerful thing, the first thing he thought about was how to apply it to the battlefield.

"A chariot?"

Zhao Che sneered when he heard this.

"The chariot is just like a child's toy in front of my excavator. When I saw the bucket, I shoveled it down, and the city wall of Xianyang was like tofu, and it could be blown down in an instant!"

"Hey, that's awesome!"

Ying Zheng sighed in admiration, and then became a little puzzled.

"This excavator is so powerful, how can it work? I'm afraid it can't be lifted by dozens of them?"

Ying Zheng tapped on the excavator just now. The whole body of this thing is made of metal, and the steel plates are extremely thick everywhere. The weight must not be considered, it must be very heavy.

Daqin's chariots are generally propelled by horses or manpower, but in front of this excavator, no matter how powerful the BMW is, it exists like an ant.

"Of course this excavator cannot be driven by manpower and horses, it can move by itself!"

"What? Can it move by itself? Could it be that this excavator is some kind of artifact? It also has spirituality?"

Ying Zheng was almost dumbfounded this time.

"Based on the current technology, this excavator is indeed a magic tool, but it is not driven by spirituality, but by burning diesel!"

"Diesel? What kind of oil is this? Is it the same as the one we use for cooking?"

"Of course it's different. The oil we use for cooking is called cooking oil, while diesel is an industrial energy source. The difference between the two is vast."