Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Li Xin usually reads things fast, but he can't get up quickly when he reads these documents. Sometimes he has to imagine a document for a long time before he can roughly understand its intention.

Moreover, the worst is not here, but that the level of these application documents for the Zhenguan Award is very different, and most of the levels are very low, just staying at a very superficial problem.

You have to say that these things are meaningless, they are not without them. But if you want to say that it can win the Zhenguan Prize, that is absolutely impossible. Just like the saliva song is not bad, but it will definitely not win the international music award. If any award is awarded to the saliva song, within two years, the credibility of the award will be finished.

The Zhenguan Prize established by Li Xin is the same. The selection of the Zhenguan Prize for the first time determines the direction of the Zhenguan Prize and whether it will become a monument in the Tang Dynasty or a joke in the cracks of history. So he had to be more cautious.

To be honest, judging whether someone else’s invention or innovation is meaningful from the eyes of ordinary people is not very reliable in itself. Because most people's insights and cognition are limited. But Li Xin is different. He is a special case among special cases.

Because his body contains a soul from a thousand years later, with a vision beyond the times that no one can match. If there is something worthless to him, then it is absolutely worthless.

With a headache, Li Xin flipped through the papers one after another, and the sky outside unknowingly darkened. However, he didn't even see a more reliable document. He couldn't help smiling wryly: Could it be that Datang people are not used to this way of thinking for the time being?

A little desperate to open the next document, Li Xin's gaze instantly turned from gray to bright, his eyes moved left and right in his eye sockets, and all the information on the design drawings and instructions were in full view.

The more he watched, the happier he felt, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but he patted his thigh subconsciously and said, "We Datang still have smart people!"

Maybe it's that this shot of the thigh is really too ruthless. Chen Youlan who just walked into the room couldn't help being angry and funny and said: "People are smart and smart, why are you hitting yourself?"

Li Xin was immersed in the papers just now, completely unaware that Chen Youlan came in, looked up at her, and smiled slyly: "Why are you here? I thought you went out to play? What you are holding is what?"

Chen Youlan was holding a tray with a bowl on it, and he didn't know what was in it. She walked to Li Xin's side, put the plate in front of Li Xin, and said, "Just bring you something to eat, so that you won't be hungry here for a while."

Li Xin glanced intently. It turned out to be a simple bowl of noodles in clear soup. He smiled and said, "I just want to eat some noodles." Frankly speaking, what he wants to eat depends on what Chen Youlan gives him. Whatever he takes is just right. It is the self-cultivation of a qualified husband.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip in his mouth. The moment the taste of noodles bloomed in his mouth, he suddenly understood where Chen Youlan had gone during this period of time—no doubt, the kitchen.

This side is a bit overdone, it's not chewy, the salt is not enough, and the taste is bland...In short, it is definitely not the craftsmanship that the chef of the palace should have. However, this bowl of noodles was still served...

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