The difference between ground glass and transparent glass in the glass greenhouse will not be too big, the left and right are just the strength of the light transmittance, as long as it is not completely opaque, everything is OK.

So after picking out some barely usable glass, Li Chengqian drove back to Chang'an City and ran to Liu Min's general as a prisoner again.

"Carpenter? Your Highness, what are you going to do? "Seeing Li Chengqian and Liu Min is a big head.

This little ancestor has always been the master who kills and buries him, and every time he tosses enough, he pats his ass and leaves, leaving a mess for others to clean up.

Putting aside the fact that I made a boat model a few days ago, the aftermath of making a bicycle a few months ago has finally completely exploded.

A group of gentlemen blocked the gate of their house every day, and the uncles kept screaming, just so that they could get them a bicycle.

There is no way, the casting technology of the flywheel is in the hands of the general, and even if other craftsmen outside can beat it out by hand, its material and craftsmanship are completely unable to catch up with the general's production.

Not to mention that the manufacturing process of bearings is so complex, which requires a series of military technologies such as casting mold process and material technology.

You know, the bicycle needs to be forced, and this amount is mainly on the balls in the bearing, if the material of the balls is not good, then you can't ride two laps, those balls will be crushed, and the bearings will be completely scrapped, and the car will not be as easy to ride as it is without bearings.

Therefore, the combination of various technologies has resulted in the fact that there is no blacksmith shop in Chang'an City that can complete the manufacture of bicycles, except for the superintendent.

This is the conclusion reached after the two brothers Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang stole their sister's bicycle and violently dismantled it, and Cheng Xiaosi's bicycle was also violently dismantled because the bearing was violently dismantled, and it could no longer be installed and became a waste product.

No, Xiao Si was lucky, because she still had the prince's brother to toss, so her bicycle was returned to the factory for overhaul four days later, and it was once again rejuvenated.

It's just that the two brothers Chu Mo and Chu Liang were complained by their sister in front of their father with tears wiping their tears, and then they were beaten by Lao Cheng and lay on the kang for more than half a month without getting off the ground.

Now the anxious old Liu, who was being tortured by the gentlemen, saw Li Chengqian again, and heard that he was going to find a carpenter again, and the fragile little liver finally couldn't stand the huge pressure, and couldn't bear to ask the question he was most concerned about.

Li Chengqian had long known about the problems Liu Min was facing, but he didn't intend to care about this thankless matter.

So he didn't answer Liu Min's question, but just said lightly: "Don't care what I do, you just need to arrange a few carpenters for me." Then he turned around and left, without giving Liu Min a chance to complain.

Really, if everything needs to be solved by him personally, then where can there be a stop in the future, and he can't break the lawsuit for these bastards every day.

Cement and timber were transported into the East Palace, and the Yichun Palace was tinkling and clanging every day from the palace gate, and it would not stop until the palace gate was locked at night.

For this matter, Wei Zheng also talked to Li Chengqian once, thinking that he should not be overly luxurious, but should be diligent and thrifty.

However, when Lao Wei was pulled by Li Chengqian's sleeves and pulled to the 'Lanruo Temple' to look around, the old guy let out a wordless sigh and picked up a handful of old tears: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the old minister...... It's the old minister who is arbitrary! ”

The prince of the Tang Dynasty, who is the same as the bitter force, lives in a palace that is so simple that the tiles have faded, and in the dormitory, there are four or five copper basins on the ground.

Look at the yard again, the barren grass that is more than one person high, you don't need to choose a venue for making ghost movies, you can shoot directly on the spot. The bitter prince is enough to be called a model of the crown princes of all dynasties, and if you want to be simple, then I am afraid you can only go to the sleeping bridge cave.

However, just when Wei Zheng was ashamed and was about to leave, he was stopped by Li Chengqian: "Uncle Wei, Chengqian has something to ask for, and I hope Uncle will help." ”

"Your Highness has something to say!" Wei Zheng felt guilty at this time because he had wronged Li Chengqian, and pondered that if he didn't ask too much, he would take advantage of the situation and agree to it as compensation.

"A few days ago, Cheng Qian occasionally got the style of writing, but he knew that his pen was not good, and he didn't write, and today it happened that his uncle was here, I don't know if he could ...... it."

骈体文? Lao Wei's eyes lit up, and he said without thinking about it: "Your Highness's orders, the old minister dares to disobey his orders!" ”

Now who doesn't know that the Tang Dynasty prince Li Chengqian's poems, words and words, in recent years, there has been a faint name of poetry immortals, words and saints, but the style of writing has never heard of him, now can be the first to hear, and for the ghostwriting, if it is really a good article, it is really a rare elegant thing.

As a result, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were soon put on the desk, and Lao Wei also held a brush to concentrate on it, ready to listen to Li Chengqian's prose.

And Li Chengqian put on a very high shape in front of the door of the study, and slowly recited Liu Yuxi's words.

The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name.

The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin.

The moss marks are green, and the grass is green.

There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding.

You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra.

There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case.

Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion.

Confucius: What's ugly?

An article that Li Chengqian memorized very quickly, Wei Zheng waved his pen in a hurry, and he didn't have time to get the content extremely right, but after writing it, he looked at it from the beginning, couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and secretly said "fooled".

Li Chengqian was cunning like a ghost, only a wry smile on Lao Wei's face was swept away, and he knew that he had seen through his purpose, and immediately stepped forward to squeeze Lao Wei aside by reading the words: "Uncle Wei's handwritten book is really vigorous and powerful, night charm, find a stone tablet on the word Uncle Wei, and the name will be called." ”

Books? Lao Tzu obviously wrote cursive, okay! Lao Wei, who was squeezed aside, almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

But there is no way, all the writing has been written, and if this pun style essay does not consider the four words 'Weiwu Dexin', or these four words are not used to describe Li Chengqian, it is indeed a very good pun style essay, although it is not peerless, but it can also be regarded as a masterpiece.

"Your Highness, slow down, or the old ministers will do it for you!" Seeing that Night Charm was about to leave with the paper that had not yet dried the ink, Wei Zheng, who was smiling bitterly, stopped him.

"Is Uncle Wei serious?" Li Chengqian looked at Lao Wei suspiciously, for fear that the old ghost would swallow it in his stomach after taking back the words.

"A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, Your Highness has been too worried." Wei Zheng looked helpless, determined that he would never come to the East Palace in the future.