Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

After the young prisoner finished talking to himself, he saw Yan Lide suddenly raising his head and staring at him closely.

"Producer, I was just joking..."

"No...it's hard to say that there are really missing rafters."

Yan Lide shook his head. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Because the cement looked like mud before it solidified, they tried many times to build the base of the wall using the rammed earth method.

But after all, cement is not yellow mud, and the rammed earth mud construction method that we take for granted may not be suitable for cement.

Thinking of giving it a try, Yan Lide did not hesitate to recruit people again and share his guess.

The group of craftsmen looked at each other again, but then they took action again without hesitation.

After all, this is where the general will serve as a supervisor and be in charge of hundreds of craftsmen. Those who serve here are either craftsmen themselves or know how to work as a craftsman.

Therefore, they also know the simplest truth:

Whether it works or not, you will know after trying it.

Everyone started working together, discussing and using tools to make a simple set of rafters for the imaginary rammed earth wall.

The bottom of the wooden pile was rammed as the foundation. After estimating the thickness of the cement wall, boards were built on both sides. Then inside, the rafters and purlins were interlaced with each other to form the skeleton of a wall.

While a group of craftsmen were constructing the wall bones, craftsmen on the other side also prepared new iron slag cement slurry in tacit understanding. After confirming that the wall wooden bones were completed, they worked together to pour it in.

Seeing the completion, Yan Lide also took a long breath:

"Whether it succeeds or not, we will know tomorrow."

It still takes time to wait for the cement to solidify. Everyone who worked as supervisors clocked in and got off work smoothly. They didn't forget to wash their hands and dust themselves before leaving.

So Yan Lide watched dumbfounded as a group of craftsmen with an average age of less than thirty-five years rushed to the corner of the yard——

Over there is the aqueduct where the prison will be located.

At this time, next to the aqueduct, an iron cylinder has been buried with a handle that can be used to press. There is a small pipe in the middle of the iron cylinder pointing towards the yard.

In the end of the craftsmen's race, only one winner at the front took the lead in holding the iron handle, and the look on his face instantly became arrogant:

“Get in line and come get some water!”

After saying that, he pressed hard.

This was naturally a pressurized water well. With the drawings, hands, and materials, Yan Lide could easily reproduce it. He gave Li Shimin one that night, and the princes and princesses played with it as a new toy. Very happy.

It's just that neither Li Shimin nor Yan Lide figured out what this thing did.

After all, seriously speaking, the function of this water pressure well is not fundamentally different from that of tying a bucket to draw water. It cannot produce water out of thin air, and most of its parts are made of iron, so the cost is not low.

Without the convenience of being imprisoned, the cost of building this thing for wealthy private households would be much more expensive than the price of a Turkic slave.

Although it was highly praised by later generations, it was clear that it was a good thing, but how to use it became an unsolved problem.

So in addition to a pressure well in the palace, Yan Lide simply used the remaining materials to build a pressure well in the prison, hoping to brainstorm ways to use it.

But it's a pity... Now it seems that this thing is only used for playing and playing in the prison.

Shaking his head in a funny way, Yan Lide had an open-minded mentality, and if it was useless, it would be useless. After all, the supervisor now had to be responsible for maritime affairs, and he also had to step up supervision of the deployment of gunpowder for the Mines and Mines Department, as well as the production of glass, plus the recent housing. Xuanling proposed to him privately that a group of young craftsmen should be selected to learn arithmetic.

There were enough things to be busy with, so Yan Lide also chose to line up and wash his hands with water from the pressurized well, then clock in and go home from get off work with peace of mind.

After exiting the Hanguang Gate of the Imperial City, walk southward, cross two streets, pass Taipingfang and Tongyifang, and the Xinghuafang you see is where Yan Lide's residence is located.

To the west here is Yankangfang, which was the old residence of Yang Su in the Sui Dynasty. Now the largest of the residences was given to his son Li Tai, the king of Yue.

Further west is the West Market, so Yan Lide's mansion is definitely in a prime location.

The two brothers were able to live here only because they had served as officials in the Sui Dynasty. They were well versed in the housing prices in Chang'an. Taking advantage of the change of dynasties, the two brothers spent all their money to buy a house in Xinghuafang. A small mansion to accommodate.

That's why Yan Lide would take a look at the vast mansion of Yue King Li Tai every day when he passed by. He heard that the Yue King was very favored and stayed in the palace. This mansion was rarely visited, which made Yan Lide envious.

The Yan family's mansion in Xinghuafang is convenient, but it is too small.

Yan Lide also suddenly thought of the tower that reaches the sky in later generations - with this method, future generations should not be affected by the housing prices in Kyoto.

I wonder if there are tens of millions of houses in Guangsha where everyone can live happily?

Shaking off these sudden thoughts, Yan Lide quickened his pace. After all, his brother was probably still waiting for him to have dinner with him.

Now that the two brothers belong to different families, Yan Lide is becoming more and more comfortable as a prisoner, and is the last one to leave every day.

Yan Liben was different. He almost couldn't wait to be the first to leave when he got off duty every day, so he had to wait for his brother to have dinner with him every day.

Yan Lide washed his hands again and sat down, and almost immediately he lamented:

"Vegetarian again?"

"Every day is like this, I might as well go to Chongdefang and become a monk."

Immediately to the south of Xinghuafang is Chongdefang, which contains Chongyan Temple, which was built in the Jin Dynasty and is somewhat famous in Chang'an.

After hearing what his brother said, Yan Liben put down his bowls and chopsticks, stared at his hands, and looked like he was crying secretly.

This actually made Yan Lide feel very sorry, so he could only quickly comfort his younger brother, saying that he could live a vegetarian diet and rest in peace.

He had also heard how strict Dr. Sun was, and what his younger brother said was that Dr. Sun required the painter to hold a knife and dissect together, and to touch the internal organs with his own hands to know their positions. Yan Lide thought that he could not handle such a situation.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was usually a bit dull. Later, when the children were led away by the servants and the bowls and chopsticks were removed and replaced with tea, Yan Lide had time to express concern:

"When will the anatomy diagram be completed?"

He couldn't bear to see his brother like this, so after the painting was completed, he went to ask for help from His Majesty, and asked his brother to come and serve as prisoner for help.

Yan Liben naturally knew his brother's intention. He hesitated when he heard this question. Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out a stack of paper from under the table and whispered:

"Brother, these are what I have done in my free time recently."

Yan Lide didn't know why, but he still took the painting.

It can be seen that these were drawn by my younger brother casually. The drawing paper is not large, the figures are simple, and the content of the drawings is also simple. They are sitting or lying, running or jumping. They are ordinary figures.

Yan Lide quickly finished flipping through the stack of seven or eight paintings, and then with a slight "eh" sound, he flipped back the stack of small paintings and looked back at the first one one by one.

Yan Lide was also good at fine brushwork, and he noticed the difference at this time and felt happy for his younger brother:

"The art of painting has improved again!"

Previously, they had only imitated the paintings of later generations. After all, they did not know the painting steps of later generations, so they could only use the stupidest method to reproduce exactly what they saw.

But the disadvantage is that it is difficult to achieve the level and charm of imitation when painting ordinary things. But what his brother painted at this time was different. Yan Lide could vaguely feel that these simple paintings were moving closer to the style of later paintings seen in the light curtain.

Facing his brother's doubtful and probing gaze, Yan Liben had a complex expression:

"I owe my improvement in painting skills to Imperial Physician Sun."