Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Upon hearing this, Old Li frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, we can try to dig deeper drainage ditches around the pit and add more water pumps to speed up the drainage."

Zhu Han frowned upon hearing this, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Although Lao Li's suggestion is good, we must ensure that the drainage system can work stably and long-term to prevent such problems from happening again in the future. I propose that while digging the drainage ditch, we should also build a more complete water collection and drainage system."

When Old Li heard this, a gleam of approval flashed in his eyes, and he nodded, saying, "Your Highness is right. I will immediately start making arrangements to ensure that the new system can both effectively drain water and prevent groundwater from seeping in again."

Zhu Han nodded, then looked at the representative of the Ministry of Works and instructed: "Contact the Ministry of Works immediately and ask them to send water conservancy experts to assist in the design and implementation of this water collection and drainage system. Make sure the quality of the project is guaranteed to stand the test of time."

The representative of the Ministry of Works bowed and responded immediately: "As you command, Your Majesty. I will report to the Ministry of Works immediately and dispatch the most capable personnel to assist us."

"Everyone, work harder and dig this drainage ditch one foot deeper. We have to make sure that nothing goes wrong!" Old Li shouted while wiping his sweat.

"Okay, Master Li!" The craftsmen responded in unison, waving the shovels and pickaxes in their hands more vigorously.

At the same time, Zhu Han, dressed in simple clothes, shuttled between construction sites. He had a sharp eye and stopped from time to time to communicate details with the craftsmen.

"How is the design of this drainage ditch going?" Zhu Han walked up to a water conservancy expert who was busy measuring the water level and asked.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. We have redesigned the water collection system based on the terrain to ensure that groundwater can be effectively drained." The water conservancy expert replied respectfully, pointing to the drawings and explaining in detail.

After hearing this, Zhu Han nodded with satisfaction and encouraged, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Our goals are the same, which is to forge the most perfect Buddha bell."

As the sun sets, Zhu Han returns to the edge of the pit again. At this time, the craftsmen have finished work one after another, but Lao Li still sticks to his post, checking the last step.

"Old Li, aren't you going to rest yet?" Zhu Han asked with concern.

Old Li looked up, a tired but satisfied smile on his face: "Your Majesty, I will take another look at the drainage system to make sure there will be no problems at night."

Zhu Han walked forward and stood side by side with Lao Li, looking at the clay model gradually taking shape deep in the pit, his heart filled with emotion.

"Old Li, thank you for your hard work these days. Without you, this project would not have been so smooth." Zhu Han said sincerely.

Old Li waved his hand quickly: "Your Highness, you are too polite. This is my job. It is Your Highness who works day and night, and it is the real hardship."

The two smiled at each other, and the tacit understanding and trust flowed in silence.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and shone on the construction site, Zhu Han appeared at the edge of the pit again. He carefully checked the newly installed water collection and drainage system, and after confirming that everything was normal, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that our efforts have not been in vain." Zhu Han turned to Lao Li and said, his eyes flashing with pride and expectation.

After solving the problem of water collection and drainage system, the casting project of the Buddha bell was back on track. Under the leadership of Lao Li, the craftsmen worked day and night.

"Next, it's the production of the outer model. Mr. Zhang, how are you preparing?" Zhu Han turned to Mr. Zhang, the representative of the calligraphers standing beside him, and asked.

Lao Li stopped his work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the production of the inner model is almost finished. We are shaping the internal shape of the clock bit by bit with clay according to the design drawings, ensuring that every detail is accurate and correct."

Zhu Han nodded in approval and turned his gaze to Mr. Zhang who was busy measuring the size: "Mr. Zhang, how is the preparation of the outer model going?"

Mr. Zhang put down the measuring tape in his hand and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the mold of the outer mold has been carefully designed according to the size of the inner mold. At present, we are preparing enough clay and wood. Once the materials are complete, we can start making the outer mold immediately."

At this time, a craftsman came running over and reported nervously: "Your Majesty, the materials for the outer model have been prepared. Can we start making it?"

Zhu Han was invigorated when he heard this, and turned to Mr. Zhang and Lao Li and said, "Start making the outer mold immediately. Remember, the outer mold must not only be stable, but also ensure that the scripture will not be damaged during the casting process."

Mr. Li and Mr. Zhang received the order at the same time and quickly organized the craftsmen to work hard. The craftsmen had clear division of labor, some were responsible for carrying materials, and some began to apply clay on the outer mold to prepare for carving scriptures.

Zhu Han shuttled between the craftsmen, stopping from time to time to check and guide their work. He paid special attention to the carving process of the scriptures to ensure that every word met the design requirements.

"Here, this word is a little crooked and needs to be adjusted." Zhu Han pointed to a scripture on the outer mold and said to the craftsman beside him.

The craftsman nodded quickly and carefully adjusted the position of the word to make it consistent with the surrounding text.

One morning, the sun shone through the mist onto the busy construction site. Zhu Han, dressed in simple clothes, walked steadily towards the work area of ​​the calligraphers. His eyes were full of anticipation and awe for the work that was about to begin.

"Mr. Zhang, gentlemen, how is the preparation for engraving the inscription going?" Zhu Han's voice was gentle and powerful, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

Mr. Zhang quickly put down the pen in his hand, stood up and saluted, saying: "Reporting to the prince, we have prepared all the scripture templates according to the design drawings. Now we are waiting for the craftsmen to complete the outer mold, and then we can start carving the inscription."

Zhu Han nodded and looked around. He saw the craftsmen were busy in an orderly manner. Some were polishing the surface of the outer mold, while others were preparing the special clay needed for carving.

"Mr. Zhang, how is the progress of engraving this inscription?" Zhu Han's voice was low and full of concern, breaking the silence of the night.

Mr. Zhang looked up, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, but was soon replaced by determination, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything is going according to plan.

The Chinese scripture has been personally written by a great calligrapher in the court, and every stroke is so powerful that it can be seen through the paper, showing its elegance. As for the Sanskrit part, several monks who are proficient in Sanskrit are proofreading it one by one to ensure that it is correct. "

Zhu Han nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the busy craftsmen, who looked particularly focused under the dim light, "Master Li, how is the progress of the outer mold? Can it be completed on time?" Master Li stopped his work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied respectfully, "Your Highness, the outer mold production has entered its final stage, and the craftsmen are working overtime. It is expected to be completed before dusk tomorrow."

Zhu Han felt relieved after hearing this, but he also reminded him: "It must be improved. This is not just a clock, it is the heritage of Ming culture, and there can be no mistakes."

The next evening, when the last ray of sunlight shone on the perfectly matched inner and outer molds, all the craftsmen stopped their work, their faces filled with an indescribable sense of accomplishment. Zhu Han personally checked the outer mold and nodded with satisfaction.

"Mr. Zhang, it's time to start carving the inscription." Zhu Han's voice was filled with unquestionable determination.

Mr. Zhang nodded solemnly, turned around and said loudly to the craftsmen: "Everyone, let's get started!"

The craftsmen responded immediately, holding special chisels and slowly carving on the surface like sculptors. Every stroke and every line condensed their hard work and sweat.

“This scripture must not only be engraved neatly, but also engraved into people’s hearts.” Zhu Han said softly, his eyes flashing with expectations for the future.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Zhu Han, his eyes full of admiration. "Your Highness is right. We will do our best to make this scripture a bridge connecting the past and the future."

As night falls, the construction site is still brightly lit.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to take a rest." Seeing that Zhu Han was still staying at the construction site, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but persuade him.

Zhu Han smiled slightly, his eyes gently sweeping over every busy figure, "Seeing how dedicated you are, how can I leave with peace of mind? Mr. Zhang, remember to let the craftsmen take turns to rest, health is the capital of revolution."

Mr. Zhang felt a warm current in his heart, and he bowed and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. We will take good care of the craftsmen and live up to Your Majesty's high expectations."

With the completion of the outer mold, the casting project of the bell entered a more delicate and critical stage - the splicing of the mold.

"Old Li, how is the preparation for the splicing work of the outer model going?" Zhu Han's voice was steady and powerful, penetrating the noise in the workshop.

Old Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied respectfully: "Your Highness, everything is ready. We have divided the outer mold into six layers of circle molds according to your instructions to ensure the accuracy of the inscription layout and mold seam processing."

Zhu Han nodded slightly, his eyes revealing approval: "Very good, the next step is the most critical work of splicing. Make sure that each layer of the mold can fit tightly together without leaving any gaps."

Following Zhu Han's order, the craftsmen quickly took action, and the entire workshop was filled with a tense and orderly atmosphere. As the general commander, Lao Li stood in the center of the workshop, scanning every corner with sharp eyes to ensure that every step of the operation was accurate.

"Listen carefully everyone. Let's start splicing the outer mold now. Remember, each layer must fit perfectly with the inner mold without any deviation." Lao Li's voice was loud and powerful, penetrating the noisy workshop.

"Slow down, slower, yes, just like that, keep steady!" Lao Li was directing from the side, his eyes fixed on the joint between the outer and inner fences, fearing the slightest mistake.

With a light "click" sound, the first circle of outer mold fits the inner mold accurately and seamlessly, as if it were one piece. The craftsmen showed a gratified smile on their faces, as if this was the best reward for their hard work.

"Good job, keep it up!" Zhu Han stood aside and witnessed this scene with full of admiration. He walked forward and gently patted the craftsmen on the shoulders, giving them the most direct encouragement.

Then, without stopping for a moment, the craftsmen quickly began to fit the second outer mold. They used special tools to carefully connect the second outer mold with the first. The edges of each layer of the outer mold were carefully polished to ensure a perfect fit when spliced ​​together.

"Pay attention to the angle, keep it horizontal, and don't tilt it at all." Lao Li gave instructions while personally adjusting the position of the outer fan. His hands seemed to have magic power, and with a gentle push and pull, the outer fan landed steadily in the predetermined position.

With the smooth fitting of the second circle, the confidence of the craftsmen became stronger. They followed the established steps and fitted the third, fourth and fifth circles of outer molds in turn. The splicing of each layer of outer mold was like a precise mechanical operation, and every detail was repeatedly confirmed to ensure that there was no mistake.

The atmosphere in the workshop was getting more and more tense, but the craftsmen were becoming more and more skilled. They worked in perfect harmony with each other, and when the last layer, the sixth circle of outer mold, was slowly lifted up and ready to connect with the fifth circle, the whole workshop held its breath. This was the most critical step.

"Everyone, work harder, it's the last lap!" Lao Li's voice was slightly excited.

The craftsmen gritted their teeth and used all their strength to lift the sixth outer mold steadily. Their foreheads were covered with sweat, but their eyes were shining with determination and unyielding. With the joint efforts of everyone, the sixth outer mold finally connected perfectly with the fifth circle, and the entire outer mold structure was seamlessly integrated and magnificent.

"It's done!" Someone shouted first, and then the whole workshop erupted in thunderous cheers.

With the successful assembly of the last circle of outer pattern, the entire workshop was filled with indescribable joy and sense of accomplishment.

Zhu Han then turned to the manager in charge of the casting process and said, "The next step is to fix the pre-cast bell button in the bell top mold. This step is also crucial. We must ensure that it is stable and beautiful."

The general manager bowed and accepted the order, then directed the craftsmen to carefully lift the carefully cast bell button and slowly place it in the bell top mold.

"Pass the order down and prepare the bronze solution immediately. We will start casting the bell tomorrow morning!" Zhu Han's firm and powerful voice penetrated the noise of the workshop and reached the hearts of every craftsman.

The casting day finally arrived, and the morning sun shone on the busy construction site.

Zhu Han nodded slightly, then turned to the craftsman in charge of the furnace: "How are the preparations going?"

The craftsman in charge of the furnace bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, all the furnaces are ready. Copper, tin, aluminum, gold, silver and other metals have been put into the furnaces in proportion. They are now being heated at full capacity. We can start casting as soon as you give the order."

Zhu Han nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand to signal the craftsmen to continue their work. He turned to Zhu Biao beside him and said, "Biao'er, you should also come and see this spectacular scene. This will be an unforgettable experience in your life."

Zhu Biao walked forward with a smile, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and anticipation. "Uncle, this casting process is so complicated and delicate, it's really amazing." (End of this chapter)