The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi and the guard Liu rushed on horseback, naturally not slow, rushed to the gate of the palace, and then began to walk into the depths of the palace.

Liu Shiwei told Cheng Sanlang that all the architectural wood samples would be sent to the Hanjia Hall where the sand table was placed.

Of Hanjiadian, Cheng Saburo was naturally very clear, and sprinted towards that side with strides.

At this time, after hearing your Majesty's words, Zhao Kunzhi stared at it with a stunned neck.

I really saw Yan Lide dangling towards the house where the wooden buildings were placed.

Li Shimin's expression suddenly became weird. He was well aware of the grievances between Yan Qing's family and Cheng Sanlang, the leading art of calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty.

But he didn't expect that he, who was supposed to be busy supervising the creation of the sand table on the other side, would actually jump here.

At this meeting, Li Shimin couldn't help feeling a little fortunate, but also a little regretful.

Fortunately, the boy Cheng Saburo didn't come. With his own son Li Ke's mind, he probably wouldn't confide his true feelings with Master Yan, which made Yan Qing feel bad.

But it is a little regretful that Cheng Saburo is not here, otherwise, I am afraid that there will be fun to watch again.

"Go, let's go quickly..."

Li Shimin shook his head, discarded the messy thoughts, took out the grandeur and majesty of the emperor of Tang Dynasty, and walked hurriedly over there.

Cui Shaojian watched the wooden samples of the buildings placed, and he took a few steps back and admired it beautifully.

Hearing the sound of a familiar footstep, he turned his head and couldn't help being astonished.

"Master, why are you here?"

Yan Lide slightly nodded towards Cui Shaojian, and was about to ask why the other party was also here.

However, his gaze subconsciously fell on a strange and unprecedented building not far in front of him.

It was a building that seemed to be built of stone and wood, and its eaves were completely different from the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty.

Although it is very different from the architectural style of Datang, it also has its unique shape and style.

And as the best architect of the Tang Dynasty, Yan Lide, a master of architectural aesthetics.

Naturally, we can feel the unique shape of this kind of building, which may have a lot to do with the environment in which this kind of building is located.

Yan Lide, with shining eyes, gazed loudly at this piece of architecture, which was completely unmatched in shape and style, but they all had their own characteristics and styles, and asked without looking up.

"These, these buildings are definitely not my data..."

"Cui Shaojian, what kind of building is this?"

"Hui Dajiang, this is a Gothic style building."

"Gothic style? It really is a foreign style, no wonder..."

"Wonderful, in the past, Yan did not expect that the eaves could be built like this..."

"This is not bad. The original stone building has its own unique features."

"This is even more weird, Shaojian Cui, what is this?"

"Master, this is a fountain. Using the principle of siphoning, water will automatically gush out from these sculpture holes..."

"Can there be such a design? It's really wonderful..."

Yan Lide feels like a gourmet, seeing countless kinds of delicacies that he has never tasted before, right now.

That feeling is simply wonderful to the extreme.

However, judging from Cui Shaojian's stammering answer, and his own understanding of this subordinate.

Yan Lide can conclude that this is definitely not Cui Shaojian's handwriting.

"These must have come from the hands of an unborn master architect."

"Yan really wants to meet that master architect and have a good discussion with him."

"He must have a common topic with Yan, right? Cui Shaojian?"

Cui Shao listened to the words, his face turned pale, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Li Ke, His Royal Highness Wu, and blinked frequently.

Of course Li Ke knew exactly what this Shaojian Cui meant, and stood up with a dry cough.

"Yan Dajiang, these are all Xiao Wang, ah, Xiao Wang sent people to find people from all countries under the sky, and asked them to describe the buildings of their respective countries."

"After that, I asked Cui Shao to supervise the craftsmanship who will be the supervisor to make it."

Yan Lide, who had only been completely attracted by these peculiar buildings, hurriedly apologized to Wu Wang Li Ke.

"The official government just forgot about it for a while, and please forgive me."

"Haha, Dajiang Yan is one of the best architects in the Tang Dynasty. It is normal to see these foreign buildings and to be happy with Lie."

"Just like Xiao Wang, when he sees the food, he will forget me, I just want to taste the taste. UU看书www.uukanshu.com"

Although His Royal Highness King Wu was young and handsome, he had a beer belly that made people feel obtrusive.

But his words made Yan Lide feel like a confidant.

"Yes, your Highness's remarks are in line with my intentions, but the subordinate dare to ask Your Highness, I wonder where these foreigners who know their own country's architecture are?"

"I shouldn't leave Chang'an? I wonder if I can recommend one or two for the next official, the next official wants to talk to them."

"Perhaps it can be obtained from it, or it can be applied to the buildings to be supervised in the future."

"..." Looking at Yan Lide's expectant face, Li Ke's smile hardened.

Before this, Li Ke said with a helpless but apologetic smile.

"I'm really sorry, those people, Xiao Wang has let them go, but if Yan Dajiang wants to ask them for questioning, it's not impossible."

"Looking back, Xiao Wang will send someone to inquire..."

At this moment, Li Shimin, who had already stepped lightly, stepped onto the steps, and heard that the son of Yingguolii had a lot of tongue floating around Yan Qing's house here.

Can't help but smile with relief, nodding his head, he deserves to be his own good son, who knows how to use white lies to solve problems and avoid creating sharp contradictions.

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Just as Li Shimin smiled and was about to step inside to say a few words on behalf of his own son, he heard an angry shout from outside.

"Uncle, my nephew is not late, right?"

When Li Shimin turned his head subconsciously, he saw Cheng Saburo who was rushing towards here not far away.

The smile is so brilliant, although it looks a little haggard, but the spirit is very strong.

But the problem is, this kid doesn't seem to be here at the right time. Li Shimin subconsciously turned his head and glanced inside the house.