Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

Being pinched by Yu Chigong, Tang Jian was full of discomfort.Not seen for a few years, this guy has also become so violent.

But there is no way, who let himself have a good relationship with him?

When His Majesty persuaded Yu Chigong to surrender, there was the charm of His Majesty Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, and Tang Jian's fanning the flames was indispensable.

The friendship between Tang Jian and Yu Chigong improved secretly.

Unlike others, there are factions among generals.

Obviously, Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong are not in the same school.

Otherwise, Cheng Yaojin would definitely bring Yu Chigong with him when he went out.

Yu Chigong was very sad, and he also wanted to join it.

There is no way now, he let his son go to Longmen, but it still seems that there is no chance.

Tang Jian's return is a huge opportunity.

"Old Tang, speak well."

Tang Jian gasped for a few breaths, his eyes widened, "After all these years, your stinking problem still hasn't changed."

"Is it easy for me to come back from Persia?"

"The journey was extremely dangerous and he didn't die. When he arrived in Chang'an, he was strangled to death by you?"

Yu Chigong realized that he had gone too far, he smiled, his face was full of excitement.

No apology at all.

"His Royal Highness, is it true that they are in Persia?"

Tang Jian nodded: "Of course it's true, why should I lie to you?"

Yu Chigong's three views were shattered. He was a military general and a famous general. He had never seen such a war.

Why, that idiot Cheng Yaojin can directly single out tens of thousands of people?
Why is Cheng Yaojin so cruel?
It's all right if you say His Highness is great, but what is Cheng Yaojin?
The former defeat!

Feeling uncomfortable, he could only endure it.

At this time, Tang Jian spoke again: "Wei Zheng hasn't made a move for a long time, but I remember that Wei Zheng is not a weak person, Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng are on par."

Yuchi Gong was dumbfounded.

Damn it, Cheng Yaojin, you're just riding on my head, what the hell is Wei Zheng?

In the past, I always thought that civil servants practicing martial arts were just a joke. When Wei Zheng decided to practice martial arts with the Third Highness, a group of people laughed at him, and the one who laughed at Wei Chi Gong was called a cruel one.

But now, Yu Chigong discovered that the clown turned out to be himself.

The biggest joke turned out to be himself.

"Old Tang, what do you want to do when you come back this time?"

Yu Chigong felt that there must be something wrong with Tang Jian, otherwise he would not come back easily.

"It's okay, I'm fine when I come back, it's just that His Highness has worked hard for me for many years, and let me rest."

"What's wrong? Do you have any questions?"

It's not that Tang Jian didn't tell Yu Chigong, it's just that Yu Chigong had a big mouth. When His Majesty rewarded him, he hadn't spoken yet, and the city was full of storms.

Fortunately, Li Shimin didn't care. If he cared, Yu Chigong would have become a dead soul by the knife.

Can't you keep a low profile?
Don't let this guy know what Tang Jian is going to do now.
After prevarication, Tang Jian returned to his mansion.

Having not seen his wife and children for many years, Tang Jian was a little nervous.

After expressing his thoughts at home, on the third day, he slowly got up and supported his waist, knowing that it was time to do something serious.

Among the dragon gates, the mountains of agates are now the best raw materials.

The craftsmen stood outside the house not far away, did not speak, just listened to Tang Jian quietly.

"Starting today, you are one of the members of Datang Longmen Ingenuity."

"I know, you are still a little worried, how much money can you make here?"

"Or, some people hope that they can become the official craftsman of Datang."

The corner of Tang Jian's mouth raised, "This is not a problem, as long as you can maximize the level of craftsmanship in your hands, everything will not be a problem."

"The price of these agates is very low, but as long as you make them into handicrafts, they will become the best things in the world."

"Countless people are rushing to buy."

A hint of doubt appeared on the faces of the craftsmen. They were not stupid. They knew exactly how much the material was, how to use it, and how much it was worth.

Tang Jian smiled faintly: "Do you think that such a cheap thing should be so expensive?"

Although the craftsmen did not speak, their silence basically represented their answer.

"I know, your hearts are full of excitement now."

"Believe me, I'm just like you."

"Datang is just like you!"

Tang Jian's words were very provocative. After all, he was a fish in water in the Turkic side, and his eloquence was good.

The craftsmen stared straight at Tang Jian, who blushed and had a thick neck.

"My lord, we don't want to make much money, the craftsman's money is enough."

From ancient times to the present, which craftsman does not want his name to go down in history?

From ancient times to the present, which craftsman does not want his works to last forever?
Tang Jian sighed: "You have two tasks. One, make these agates well and sell them to every corner of the world."

"Second, there are many children on the mountain, and some of them are endowed with extraordinary talents, which can allow your skills to be passed on."

"His Highness said a word, don't hide your secrets, the craftsman skills in the world can be improved by at least a few steps."

"Datang now encourages and respects craftsmen, and hopes to have more craftsmen."

"This is a craftsman of the Tang Dynasty!"

These words completely ignited the enthusiasm of these people.

Tang Jian had never seen these craftsmen before, but when he saw them for the first time today, he found that these craftsmen were much kinder and more reliable than those in the court.

These people have no selfishness, they are doing things with real ingenuity.

The man named Zhang Decai didn't make much money in his life, but he enjoyed it, and the few apprentices he brought out were all famous craftsmen in Chang'an.

A few apprentices are filial, plus their skills are still there, and they are not very old, so it is as cool as they want.

Also, that Li Quanyou is simply the scum in Chang'an, before he was 17 years old, he had many bad deeds.

But since he started learning craftsman skills, he completely changed everything about himself.

He was born with it.

There were too many others to enumerate, and Tang Jian felt the power of the people at the bottom of Datang for the first time.

This was something he hadn't felt before.

Although these people with vicissitudes and roughness on their faces are not as decent as those in the court, their wisdom and light in their eyes are just like Tang Jian's when he was a child.

When he was a child, his ideals and ambitions were like this.

It's just that now, times have changed, and many things have become unpredictable.

Suddenly, tears filled Tang Jian's eyes, and he became envious of these craftsmen.

Liu Cha on the side was puzzled, "My lord, why are you crying?"

Tang Jian wiped away his tears: "Boy, you know what a fart, I'm crying with joy."

Liu Cha, the blunt guy, pointed it out: "No, I can feel that you envy them and feel sorry for their existence."