Guarding the great god of Yanbei, he ran to find Liu Bei's little demon, which really made Yanbei not know what to say about Jiang Jin.

In the past, when he was a horse bandit, Jiang Jin liked to collect some old things, but at that time, no one had ever read a book, and his knowledge was shallow...... This matter is not so easy to understand to others, but it is normal in Yanbei's opinion. After all, no preference can be achieved overnight, and Jiang Jin has already revealed his slightly paradoxical preference.

Not every Yellow Turban remnant can collect a broken yellow scarf for more than ten years.

After being reminded by Yanbei, Jiang Jin realized that in fact, his surroundings were full of objects that would be valuable in the future. Not to mention the wine cup and small saber that Yan Bei pushed to him, Jiang Jin still has the armor that Yan Bei gave him from Yan Bei on the bank of the Giant Horse Water River in Jixian County!

When things change, most of the time it is obvious to outsiders, but the person concerned is always aware of it. This situation is especially obvious for Jiang Jin, who never feels that he is a nobleman, just an outlaw with good luck. Not even him, but everyone around Jiang Jin - these people who are unattainable and unspeakable in the world are just ordinary in Jiang Jin's heart.

Zhao Wang Yanbei is a skilled horse bandit leader, except for the occasional business not doing business, there are no major shortcomings; Lizhou Mu Wangyi is a stingy coward, he can count the numbers, he can move his mouth, and he can't fight at all; Koji Yi can fight, but in the final analysis, he is an old bastard who has no words; The jaw is slippery, and the hands are like a big loach, a goblin, a goblin; The frustration is much more powerful, but the reader is really terrible in Sizhou to play with the party's Zhang Yang, Yang Chou, and Zheng Gu; As for Gao Lan? Hmph, after being beaten for more than ten years, Jiang Jin still can't forget the big fist of the gourd!

As for him?

It's just an old grave robber with three fingers missing, and there's nothing to say.

In other words, none of them are nobles in their bones, they may already be very powerful, but they are not so respectful to Jiang Jin.

On the contrary, it was Yuan Shao who set himself on fire in Guangling, Cao Cao who wrote poems in the south, Liu Bei who drilled into the mountains in the southwest, and even Dong Zhuo, who died, and Liu Biao, who was beaten so much that he couldn't lift his head in Jingzhou...... For Jiang Jin, those are the celebrities and big names of this era.

At this moment, Jiang Jincai finally reacted, and the people he admired for a long time had been left behind by them.

Far away.

There is no way, some people will live in the future, such as Zhen Yao, who is looking forward to his brother-in-law calling the emperor's nephew the prince all day long; Some people live in the present, and Yanbei calms the world with one mind; And some of them are living in the past, that year Yanbei took Jiang Jin and the giant horse to stab Tao Qian in a blink of an eye, it was half a lifetime ago, but Jiang Jin now looks back on it as if it was yesterday.

The world has become too much, time is moving too fast, and the speed of change is a little difficult to keep up.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Jin, who likes to collect, got the most suitable mission for him...... What could be more exciting than building a long-lasting royal tomb with your own hands? Maybe this collection doesn't belong to him, but the history books will always remember that Jiang Jin repaired the tomb of King Zhao!

The things recorded by the predecessors are reliable, and the unreliable ones are always the people who read books, Jiang Jin would never have imagined that because he let Yanbei, a lord who can be called 'pure heart and few desires', have a hobby.

Yanbei doesn't like to drink, of course he drinks a little, but he only drinks a little, and he hasn't even drunk once for several years. And King Zhao's living note only mentions wine once, 'King Zhao is good at wine, Jin asks for family treasures, so he gives it with a lamp.' This has become evidence that Yanbei is often drunk in the eyes of later generations.

"I've been to the tomb of Huo Biyao, in Maoling. There is a statue of a horse stepping on the Huns on the Shinto, and the tomb of King Zhao should also have one, no, four. There are also stone people, Jiang asked King Zhao, according to the twenty-four people with the highest official position, below the military attaché general, below the civil official state pastor, according to their official positions, titles, and meritorious deeds, each twelve people are dressed and look like stone people to guard the tomb, and a hundred years later, they will receive incense. Jiang Jin tilted his head to the side as he spoke, pointed to the leader of the craftsmen who was standing on the side cautiously, and said, "Write it down." ”

The generals and governors have no objection to this matter, and Yanbei has decided that as long as they have no other ideas, when the tomb of King Zhao is completed, these meritorious people can build a mausoleum near the tomb of King Zhao. It is not only the mausoleum of Yanbei, but also the ancestral mausoleum of the descendants of the Yan family, so the responsibility of planning is extremely huge, and they have to choose the general location for the next few generations of the Yan family.

As for why this is so, Yanbei's explanation is that there are tombs of Zhao kings and Zhao generals in the Warring States period on the other side of the mountain, and he is afraid that he will not be able to defeat them after entering the earth, so he has to find some helpers to continue to attack the world in another world.

But this is just lip service, to put it bluntly, it's not to buy people's hearts!

This is where the mausoleum selected by Yanbei earlier, at the foot of the Purple Mountain in the north of Handan City, more than 1,000 craftsmen have been levied on the mountain to measure the terrain with apprentices, and two camps can accommodate the entire school captain department under the mountain, but now there are only more than 200 warriors patrolling in the camp.

Although there are not many garrisons, there are also many big people in it, including Zhao Guoxiang like Fu Zhu, Hou Ye like Lu Bu, and General Duliao like Jiang Jin who has just retired from the battlefield, and naturally Zhen Yao of Ren Shaofu.

At present, several of them have no military positions, and more than 200 roving warriors are their private soldiers, and Zhao has a state-owned system, and officials can support some private soldiers, but at most there are only 100 people. In the past, this was only the ritual system of the school captain, because the highest official position among them was only the school captain, and later Yanbei found that this system was not good, so he did not continue to add private soldiers, but only reduced the number of personal soldiers of the officials below, and included the tiger ben in the title, and the maximum number was still 100 people.

Then Jiang Jin said that after walking through the mechanism of the Shinto, the secret path and other insights, the craftsman standing next to him was secretly frightened while writing it down...... The place of origin mentioned by this general is the noble mausoleum institution that has been fashionable in recent decades, and this thing is not accessible to ordinary people.

However, when Lu Bu heard that Jiang Jin had seen Huo Quai's divine way, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "You have also been to Maoling?" ”

Jiang Jin said angrily: "Jiang didn't go in, there are many mausoleums in Maoling, I don't know who emptied them before Jiang went, I think it was Lu Hou." ”

Jiang Jin went to Maoling when it was time to garrison Sizhou, and as early as Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang'an, he sent Lu Bu to excavate Maoling, so Jiang Jin knew that there was nothing good about it, so naturally he didn't think about it.

"You should go check it out, really." Lu Bu smiled, he had been proud of his martial arts in his early years, and he had smoothed out his grandeur over the years, but he was like a sturdy uncle next door who patted Jiang Jin on the shoulder and said, "Those stone-carved terracotta warriors are majestic and magnificent...... Write it down, Zhao Wangling should also have it! ”