Piling in the water was a common bridge repair technique in the later generations. However, in this era, it was difficult and could even be said to be an impossible task.
For a moment, the entire School of Mo frowned. They had skills but were helpless.
"Young Master, how about we also build an arch bridge? With the current technology of the School of Mo, building an arch bridge is not too difficult. The Old Man has already seen the bridge built by Li Yun. It is not difficult to beat him," Old Zhang said confidently.
Li Yun thought that he was the most advanced bridge repair technique after Li Chun. However, with the current technology of the School of Mo, it was far behind. He was confident that he could surpass him.
Meton shook his head and said, "His Majesty ordered the School of Mo to build bridges not only for this Qujiang Bridge, but for wider and longer rivers. The School of Mo can indeed use an arch bridge to build the Qujiang Bridge, but what about the Wei River? What about the Huai River and the Yellow River? Do they all use an arch bridge?
Old Zhang shook his head. An arch bridge was only suitable for small rivers. If the river was too wide, there was no way to build an arch bridge. This was also the reason why bridges could not be built on large rivers in this era.
"But at present, not only has the Taoist External Alchemy Sect not developed cement that can solidify underwater, but the silt at the bottom of the river is very deep. If we forcibly build a pile, I am afraid that the foundation will be unstable. It is impossible to build a pier." Old Zhang frowned and pondered. If the bridge was unstable, even if it was built forcibly, it would be a useless bridge.
"Since we can't build a foundation under the water, we can build a foundation above the water." Meton suddenly had an idea.
"Build a foundation above the water?" Old Zhang looked at Meton in disbelief as if he was listening to a book from heaven.
Meton smiled mysteriously and said, "Actually, the ancient people have solved the problem of building a bridge in the water. It is just that we have not discovered it yet!"
"The ancient people have solved it!" Old Zhang was confused. If the ancient people already had a solution, why had he never heard of it?
Meton smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you know how Li Bing and his son built the Dujiang Dam?"
Old Zhang was suddenly enlightened and said, "Water Diversion Spit, Flying Sand Weir!"
"What's the Flying Sand Weir?!" Uncle Fu asked in confusion.
Old Zhang explained, "Legend has it that when Li Bing and his son were building the Dujiang Dam, they were faced with an endless stream of water and were at their wits' end. In the end, they used a bamboo cage to store pebbles to build the Flying Sand Dam.
Uncle Fu suddenly understood and said, "Young Master, do you mean that we should also use pebbles to raise the bridge piers, and then build the bridge piers when they are above the water?"
Don't use any pebbles. Find me the toughest granite and grind it into squares or strips. As long as it can be transported by the School of Mo's machinery, transport it as much as possible. We must lay a solid foundation. If this method succeeds, it will definitely change the history of China's bridges. The people of the world will benefit from it, and they will no longer be obstructed by rivers when traveling. "Meton said boldly. He directly ordered that they must overcome this problem regardless of the cost.
"Yes, young master!" Old Zhang accepted the order solemnly.
Although Meton's idea was very rough and there was still a lot of work to be done, it was not impossible with the current technology of the School of Mo.
With the arrival of Meton, the construction of the Qujiang Bridge officially began. Under the powerful mobilization ability of the Village of Mo's Village, a large number of materials were transported from around Chang 'an City to the Qujiang Bridge.
Under the command of Old Zhang, the silt was removed and the foundation was determined. Every inch of the bridge that was one foot away from the water would be repeatedly reinforced by Mo Jiazi's younger brother to ensure that the foundation was solid.
The news of the Village of Mo's Village building pilings in the middle of the river could be said to violate the principle of bridge building. Such an abnormal behavior immediately attracted the attention of the people of Chang 'an City. Soon, the news spread throughout the city. Every day, a large number of people would come to watch and discuss.
"Is it possible to build bridge piers in the middle of the river?" Many people were puzzled.
However, more people believed that Meton was full of confidence and said, "It is impossible for others, but for Mo Jiazi, it is not impossible!"
The people of Chang 'an City had seen too many miracles of Mo Jiazi. When they saw the abnormal behavior of Mo Jiazi again, they did not have much reaction. Anyway, they just needed to wait for the result. They believed that Mo Jiazi would definitely give them a surprise.
"Building bridge piers in the middle of the river?"
Of course, the news of the storm in the city also reached Li Yun's ears. When he heard the news, he could not help but be stunned.
"Mo Jiazi is just an undeserved reputation. How can he know how to build bridges? How can he build bridge piers in the middle of the river? "The old servant sneered and snorted.
"No! Although Mo Jiazi has no experience in building bridges, there are many skilled craftsmen in the Village of Mo. We can't underestimate him. Just keep watching! "Li Yun shook his head and said.
He had fought with Meton in person and heard of Mo Jiazi's miracles. Naturally, he did not think that Mo Jiazi would make such a big mistake.
The old servant said proudly, "So what? When it comes to building bridges, Master is the best in the world. No one in the Village of Mo can compare with him. Even Old Zhang, who is known as the best craftsman in the Village of Mo, has to admit defeat."
The old man had worked with Li Chun for a period of time. He admired Li Chun very much. Naturally, he was very suspicious of the Village of Mo, which was like a landlubber.
However, with the passage of time, with the large amount of manpower and material resources of the Village of Mo, the construction of the Village of Mo worked overtime. Soon! When the foundation in the middle of the Crooked River surfaced, the whole city was shocked.
"Mo Jiazi really built the foundation of the bridge in the middle of the Crooked River Pool." Many people exclaimed. Anyone with a little common sense knew how difficult it was.
"This is nothing. In my opinion, this is probably the most unsurprising thing that Mo Jiazi has done. " More people in Chang 'an could not deny it. The people of Chang' an City were not surprised to see Mo Jiazi do something extraordinary.
Many people came to the Crooked River Bridge to look at the abrupt foundation in the middle of the river. They were talking about it.
"I heard that the foundation is made of granite transported from the Village of Mo. It is very strong and is more than enough to make the foundation of the bridge pier."
"Like I said, Mo Jiazi will not do something that he is not sure of."
"From the beginning, I have believed in Mo Jiazi."
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Almost everyone had a nonchalant look on their faces, as if everything was within his expectations. Only Li Yun, who was in the crowd, saw the abrupt foundation in the middle of the Crooked River. He could not help narrowing his eyes and his face gradually became serious.
The old servant beside him sneered and said, "Young master, don't worry. Young master has already won this bet. The reason why Mo Jiazi put in so much effort to build the bridge pier in the middle of the Crooked River Pool is because his bridge repair skills are not good enough. In the past, the Old Master's Zhaozhou Bridge was 200 feet long and spanned more than 100 feet across the river. The world was amazed and was known as the best bridge in the world. Now, the Crooked River Bridge is similar in length to the Zhaozhou Bridge. Mo Jiazi knows that he cannot surpass Old Master, so he chose to build the bridge pier. In this way, the distance between the two piers is only 80 feet. Young master has learned from Old Master and used a single-arch bridge, which is longer than the Zhaozhou Bridge. This time, Mo Jiazi will lose without a doubt. "
Li Yun nodded silently. Since the Mohist had chosen to use the piers, they would naturally want to shorten the length of the bridge. However, when he saw Moton's ostentatious appearance, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
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