The prison was finally split, and the workshops of Zhenguan cannons, handguns, and gunpowder were all stripped out and assigned to the newly established 634 Research Agency, which was managed by Tang Shanzhi, a member of Tang Jianjia.

As for why the newly established Research Agency should be called 634, this is very simple, because it is now the seventh year of Zhenguan, which is 634 years according to the Western calendar, so Li Chengqian, who was too lazy to name it, naturally called the newly established Research Agency 634.

"Gao Ming, you said you didn't have anything to do with me." In a small shop in Chang'an West City, Tang Shanzhi vomited bitterness with a bitter face, as if he was complaining that Li Chengqian was burdening him.

"It's hard to find a job these days, it's good to have something to do, and you still pick and choose, do you really want to do business for a lifetime? My cousin is going to pull out, what are you still messing up in there? Li Chengqian pinched a duck leg in his hand, nibbling on it without a bite, and was a little dissatisfied with Tang Shanzhi's words.

"But how much better can being a prison be than doing business? Doing business is good contact with foreign races, and if you get it in the future, you can go to the **** father's old business, you will be a supervisor for me now, what is this called! Tang Shanzhi pursed his lips and complained with some dissatisfaction.

Speaking of which, one is a merchant and the other is a craftsman, and these two jobs seem to be really similar.

"Fart, Lao Tzu's one is called the Research Agency, do you know the Research Agency? That's high-tech, high-tech, high-tech. Li Chengqian threw away the duck leg in his hand and gave an ultimatum: "You have to do this today, and if you don't do it, you have to do it, go back and prepare, and prepare for tomorrow to accept the appointment." ”

"No, Gao Ming, you can't catch ducks on the shelves, I don't know the doorway here, if something goes wrong." Tang Shanzhi really didn't want to go to the so-called 634 Research Agency, and he was very repulsive to craftsmen.

However, Li Chengqian didn't consider his wishes at all, and the cow didn't drink water and pressed his head strongly: "What can go wrong?" Organize manpower, arrange production, how many things can be done. Why are you so cowardly? Is it okay to have a little ambition? ”

Zhenguan cannons and firecrackers are all high-tech things in the Tang Dynasty, and they are not at ease when handed over to some uneducated old and rough Li Chengqian, and handed over to those literati and Confucian scholars to manage, Li Chengqian is afraid that they will discriminate against craftsmen and cause conflicts every day.

So after thinking about it, the agile and changeable Tang Shanzhi entered his eyes, and he didn't want to put the position of this order on his head, regardless of whether Xiao Tang wanted to forgive it or not.

Think about the research institutes that studied aircraft in later generations, which one is not famous, and now letting Xiao Tang manage a research institute that is obviously a high-end force should give him a big bargain, right? Do you still dare? Cut!

In this way, Tang Shanzhi was forced by Li Chengqian to embark on a completely different path from his previous life with a lawsuit in his head, but he didn't know that only a few years later, his signature became a sweet spot in everyone's eyes, and countless people chased after his ass and slapped the horse, waiting for him to come out of his fingers.

Leaving aside the great development of weapons in full swing on the side of Chang'an, Yu Chi Baolin, who was in the Western Regions, encountered something that made him very embarrassed, and he was slapping the table and roaring at this time.

"Bastard, bastard inside and out." Yu Chi Baolin snatched the general order written by Li Yuanchang in the hands of the Khotanese messenger, and angrily tore and smashed it.

"General Tang Dynasty, His Royal Highness Yuanchang's general order has been served, please let me retire." The messenger who came to deliver the letter from Khotan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, for fear that the angry Tang general in front of him would kill him in a fit of rage.

"Retreat? Where do you want to retreat? Yu Chi Baolin stared at the Khotanese messenger who was retreating with compassion: "Come on, take this guy to Lao Tzu, and if you can't see food in three days, you will hang his head on the camp gate." ”

"General, general, it's not that I'm not keeping my word in Khotan, it's really His Royal Highness Yuanchang who doesn't allow us to send food." When he heard that he was going to hang his head at the entrance of the camp in three days, the Khotanese messenger panicked.

"What is His Royal Highness Yuanchang, and what right does he have to give orders to this general? Lao Tzu told you that within three days, Lao Tzu will see the military rations, but not the ...... Lao Tzu personally led the troops to fetch it. Yu Chi Baolin said with a cruel smile.

There are no tigers in the mountains, the monkey is called the king, there is no suppression by Li Daozong, Xue Rengui and others, and Yu Chi Baolin, who has 15,000 Tang elites, is crazy.

The glory of the Tang Dynasty, the glory of the Tang Dynasty soldiers, the concept that Li Chengqian constantly instilled was churning in Wei Chi Baolin's mind, and the killing intent of the Khotanese messenger who dared to insult the Tang Dynasty was becoming more and more victorious.

The messenger of Khotan was also stunned, this is completely different from what he explained when he came, but it was said that as long as he handed over the letter, it would be fine, and the Tang general would send him out of the camp at that time, because he was sending the letter on behalf of the Tang Dynasty, and he should be respected.

But it's not right now, General Datang was furious, and even angrily scolded the prince of Yuanchang for what he was, what is the situation?

Moreover, three days, three days are too late to even go back to report the news, how can there be food delivered? Isn't that?

Whatever the Khotanese messenger thought, he was powerless to change the outcome of the matter, and he soon heard the roar of a tsunami of mountains as he was escorted into a barn. "Datang, Wansheng, Wansheng!"

"It's over, it's really over!" The messenger's heart had already smashed to the back of his feet, and seeing that his head was about to be saved, he had already scolded the eighteenth generation ancestor of the bastard who had let him come in the first place.

I really don't know who came up with this plan in the first place, why did you provoke Datang? It's just food, how can you get enough military food for 40,000 people by grabbing some from small neighboring countries, why provoke Datang for this little thing.

And the so-called Han King Li Yuanchang doesn't seem to be taken seriously by the Tang Dynasty, and his handwriting is not even as good as butt wiping paper in the eyes of the Tang generals.

Yu Khotan, who didn't know if it was squeezed by the door, finally got Li Yuanchang's handwritten letter according to their plan and sent it to the hands of the Tang army.

However, they forgot that the Tang Dynasty in Zhenguannian was not any dynasty they had known in the past, and the Tang Dynasty powerhouse that advocated force and military merit, how could it be possible for someone to be wild in front of them?

The 15,000 Tang army that had been mixed in the Western Regions Desert for two years, the 15,000 Tang army that had been horse thieves in the Western Regions Desert for two years, and the 15,000 Tang army equipped with bamboo tube rockets, when the enemy on the opposite side provoked, a strong roar broke out!

(End of chapter)