The talent selection work proceeded quickly. After finishing the glass matter, Li Chengqian re-examined the "personnel skills list" compiled by Changsun Chong.

Among all kinds of weird things, Li Chengqian really found that many people could use it by themselves.

Of course, the most awesome one here is who can write Tang Dynasty characters, but this ability seems useless to Changsun Chong, so it is simply written in a corner.

In Changsun Wuji's mansion, Changsun Chong took the list handed over by Li Chengqian for a long time and pointed to the name of the guy who could write Chinese characters: "Cousin, why do you want him? This kid tried it and the words were even ugly than those written by a chicken. Sometimes he didn't even recognize what he wrote."

Li Chengqian teased a mastiff raised by the old Changsun, glanced at the list, and then said to Changsun Chong without hesitation: "Don't worry about this, the few I want will be sent back to the intelligence department."

What a rare talent for a great cannibal who can write the Tang Dynasty. Where can I find such a good translation for a casual person? As a realistic utilitarian, Li Chengqian believes that inclusiveness and blooming flowers are one of the standards of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Translating the books of Dashi into Chinese can enable the Tang Dynasty to better understand Dashi, its history, its social structure, and everything about it. The Western Regions have a large number of resources, including vast land, Dashi, Rome, Sassanthemum, Byzantine and other series of Western Regions countries are waiting for the Tang Dynasty to conquer.

Before conquering them, understanding them and learning them was something that the Tang Dynasty had to do.

Li Chengqian is a good learner. He may not understand a series of things that have happened since the Tang Dynasty in later generations, but after four years of training as a prince in the Tang Dynasty, he has gained a deeper understanding of those things.

So, hundreds of Hu people and dozens of skills, he was optimistic about the guy who could write Chinese characters.

All this was too complicated. Li Chengqian didn't think he could understand after talking to Changsun Chong, and he didn't even have the interest in talking to Changsun Wuji.

These can only be hidden in my heart. Maybe if the time is right, you can talk to the old man and divert the old man's attention from him.

"Cousin! That dog is about to be strangled to death by you." Li Chengqian was distracted for a while and kept pressing his arm with the mastiff, making the dog's tongue almost strangled out.

After coming to his senses, Li Chengqian let go of the mastiff's neck and watched the old Changsun's beloved dog run away with his tail. He couldn't help but laugh secretly, turned his head to look at Changsun Chong: "Okay, I'm leaving. When you look back, don't forget to send someone to me."

"What about the others? You only asked for about twenty of them, but there were still hundreds of them in the prison." Changsun jumped up from the ground with his nose, not his nose, not his face.

The old man will be back in the past few days. If the old man finds that there are hundreds of people locked in the prison, Changsun Chong's butt will have to be beaten to a slap.

"I'll be locked in prison first. I'll come and ask someone when I need it." Li Chengqian didn't even look at Changsun Chong's performance. He said indifferently, and casually took Twenty-Shiqi and Yang Yuxin and planned to leave.

"No, you can't do this. The old man will beat me to death when he comes back." Changsun rushed out of the room, thrust away with a bitter face, and came to Li Chengqian and begged hard.

"Break your legs at most, don't worry, it's okay." Thinking of Changsun Chong's excitement when he was picking people a few days ago, Li Chengqian decided that the rest of the people would be locked in the Zuowu Houwei Prison Prison.

Anyway, Changsun Chong was beaten, and it was not him, Li Chengqian, who cares about his life or death!

Finally, Changsun Chong could only cry and cry and looked at Li Chengqian with his men away. For the ninth time, he swore in his heart: If he cares about Li Chengqian again from now on, he would change his mind, called Chongsun Chang.

Li Chengqian, who left Changsun's family, was very good at this time, so he decided to go and see his other industries, such as a small village outside Chang'an City that was about to develop into an industrial park.

After about three years of development, the dilapidated village has been completely redesigned.

A large blue brick tiled house with a unified system rose from the ground, five neatly located on the edge of the main road, a cement road that can accommodate eight carriages, leads to the village from the main road, and then divides it into several branch roads to lead to the homes of each villager.

The newly planted willow tree two years ago has sprouted tender buds at this time, swaying gently with the continuous blowing breeze, like the girl's long flowing hair.

Looking along the concrete road extending far away in the village, you can vaguely see tall buildings, including several workshops including oil mills and wineries.

If you catch the windy weather and stand in the village, you can also hear the "bangbang" sound of the oil press coming from the workshop.

Li Chengqian asked the carriage to park under a big tree like the entrance of the village, came out of the carriage himself, climbed to the top of the carriage, and looked at the entire village from afar, and a feeling of pride rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Highness, you're in danger above, you'd better get down." Yang Yuxin stood under the carriage, looked up at Li Chengqian, and persuaded with some concern.

"I saw Mr. Zheng, and I'll go down when he comes." A few shadows were coming from afar. Li Chengqian was full of eyes and vaguely recognized that it was the old man Zheng and his son.

"I have seen Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Time was not long, and a few people from afar had already arrived at the carriage and followed him. Old Man Zheng hurried forward with his son and greeted Li Chengqian.

This little old man is now a small official from the eighth rank, and his official title is: the mayor of Chang'an First Industrial Zone.

"Okay, OK, Mr. Zheng, you are becoming more and more hypocritical now." Li Chengqian, who had climbed off the roof of the car, smiled and joked with Mr. Zheng.

"Young man dare not." Old Man Zheng also knew that Li Chengqian was joking with him, and laughed and straightened up: "Your Highness hasn't come some days, so you must sit down today."

"It's a waste to sit down. Today I have time to come and see you, and also see how this industrial area is doing." Li Chengqian waved his hand and pointed at the tall building that was vaguely visible in the distance with a fan.

"Your Highness, the land in the industrial zone is not enough now. We are planning to apply to the farm to expand the park. In addition, industrial zones now mainly include oil pressing, winemaking, and textile..." Old Man Zheng's son is a young man after all, and his mind is relatively active. In fact, he is mostly managed by the daily life of industrial zones, so when it comes to the development and construction of industrial zones, he naturally introduced it.

"Yes." Li Chengqian listened to the introduction and nodded constantly, with a very satisfied smile on his face.

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