The Great Tang: World Martial God

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The bulletin has already been posted, but the feedback is not what Tang Hao imagined.

A few days later, the reports were all half-knowledgeable craftsmen, most of whom wanted to get into the team and ask for royal food.

Those skilled people seem to be a little arrogant, and none of them came to ask.

Judging from the rosters submitted by various states and counties, as well as their backgrounds, none of them met Tang Hao's requirements.

Closing the roster in his hand, Tang Hao looked at the Shangshu of the Ministry of Engineering, quite inconceivable.

"Why is it like this? If you don't make a lot of money, what are these people thinking about?"

Shang Shu of the Ministry of Industry gave a light sigh, took the roster, and put it on the case table.

"Dingbeihou lives in the imperial city and knows nothing about these folk shipbuilding families."

"These aristocratic families are in the same line. They sell and lease a large number of ships, all of which are family businesses. How can they be so easy to discard."

"Not only to serve the merchants who leased and purchase boats in Naxi, but also to preserve their family's reputation in the local area. How can they easily lose the jobs left by the clan for the sake of heavy money?"

The words are straightforward, and the reason is more obvious.

As a result, the problems were thrown back.

What Tang Hao wanted was not as simple as transporting goods and reselling objects in these rivers and waterways.

It is going to go to the ocean, just like Zheng He went to the west, leading the mighty navy, crossing the ocean, showing the prestige of the country. Even going out to Magellan, drifting around the world, let the voice of Datang be known to the world.

But such a lofty dream was the first step in recruiting talents, and it died.

The big hand patted Tang Hao on the shoulder, and the heavy voice of Shang Shu from the Ministry of Engineering came.

"Ding Beihou, the old man can guess seven or eight points of your thoughts."

"Today's Datang has been fighting for years, and the national treasury has been loosened by half. Where can there be such huge financial resources to support the dream of dominating Kyushu, it is better to wait for a while!"

The chunky body walked forward slowly, shaking his head, and sighed.

"Young man! Think about the unrealistic things nowadays, it hurts your brain!"

Staring at the plump body slowly twisting forward, the advice in his ears is already in his mind, but these words don't sound very pleasing to Tang Hao.

The ancient country, thousands of years of civilization, and the four great inventions have shocked the world.

Datang has the world's advanced watertight compartment technology, with leading nailing and tenoning and craftsmanship, why can't it make the world's first Shenzhou giant ship?

As for the position of Star Dou, Sinan Orientation is even more than a hundred years earlier than other countries. Why can't we set the first sail?

It is not so much that Tang Hao doesn't like to listen to such remarks, but he can't swallow this bad breath in his heart.

The shame of Jingkang, shutting down the country, cede land and pay compensation...

Thinking of this humiliating history, Tang Hao clenched his fists secretly.

The descendants of the dragon should travel for nine days across the sea!

Ship, to be built! To be the largest in the world! The voyage has to go around the ground!

In the dark, fate dictates that even if you travel to this time and space, you shouldn't be a salted fish that eats and waits to die!

It seemed that at this moment, Tang Hao's blood gradually boiled, and the dream of unifying Kyushu in the whole world came into being spontaneously.

This time, not only for my small dream of getting promoted and getting rich, but also for a great Tang who is watching the world.

Brushing away the frustration in his heart, Tang Hao straightened his chest and strode across the land of Datang, full of wind.

If no one comes, go find someone!

This is the simplest and most rude way to solve the problem.

Running back to the mansion, passing through the gate, Tang Hao waved to the passing female steward looking at the familiar plants and trees.

"Check all the accounts of the mansion and the amount of wine and tea in the imperial estate today."

Looking at Tang Hao, who was full of energy and fighting spirit, the female steward was quite curious, she hesitated a little, and agreed.

When passing by the dining room, I found the gluttonous figure who was playing with the egg and flour again. Tang Hao shook his head helplessly and walked over.

He took the pottery basin in Li Wanqing's hand, stirred carefully, and asked the two ladies.

"If one day we want to travel to Yangzhou, would you two be willing to leave this mansion?"

Tang Hao didn't know how far this line would go. For him, a person who was helpless and hopeless in the world, he would have a home where he took root.

But the two ladies behind him are different.

Chang'an has their dearest parents, their closest friends, and even the worth of stars holding the moon.

Yangzhou is unfamiliar with the place where he was born.

Identity is nothing more than a gorgeous coat, and the care of parents and friends has been alienated a lot. Especially for Princess Changle who has lived in the palace for a long time, this will be a difficult choice.

The figure behind him was obviously suffocated, and Tang Hao could feel the reluctance and struggle in their hearts.

Li Wanqing, who has always been irritable and playful, has also become a lot more docile.

In the end, Zhu's lips lightly opened, and pulled the palm of the egg mixture, and pressed his five fingers up.

"The husband is there, where I am."

Tang Hao gratefully looked at the heroic face that raised his face and nodded slightly.

A pair of soft, boneless palms clasped the palms holding the pottery basin, and a pleasant sound echoed in my ears.

"Me too."