Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi slowly opened his eyes and felt his sore waist.

After taking a look at Li Lizhi who was still awake after a hard night's battle, she tiptoed out of bed to wash up.

Just after washing up, I was about to go out and wander around to find something to do, when I saw a sallow man sitting in the main hall, drinking tea.

Yuchi Baoqi grabbed a big broom nearby that was used to sweep fallen leaves, and started to swing it when he got up.

"My lord! It's me! Me! Ma Zhou!"

Yuchi Baoqi quickly threw away the broom, ran over and held Ma Zhou's hand, staring at his face for a long time.

"Zhou, why did you end up in such a bad state?"

Ma Zhou waved his hand: "Hey, don't mention it. We are doing spices in Nanyang, right? There is turmeric powder. I held the thin sack with turmeric powder and dropped it into the water storage tank on the ship."

"They've all docked. The water was pumped out there to change the water. I soaked the turmeric powder in water and it became like this."

Yuchi Baoqi was laughing so hard that he was out of breath. He jumped up and down and laughed. He laughed for a while before stopping.

"Um...hehehe...the turmeric powder should be from the Harsha Dynasty, right? Are you going to trade?"

From the time Ma Zhou got off the dock and took the train to Chang'an, he was numb to being teased and didn't care.

"Let's go. We have explored a little bit before. At that time, we exchanged some goods for a lot of local Buddhist scriptures. We asked the printing house to help print a lot of them. This time they were all replaced by spices and gold."

"Fifteen boats were full, and the Buddhist scriptures were in short supply. The man who came to exchange them almost pulled my pants down."

Finally it was Yuchi Baoqi's turn: "Take the young master?"

Yuchi Baoqi's heart was bleeding at the thought that half of the supplies would be divided by Li Shimin.

"Who is here, husband?"

Yuchi Baoqi listened to Li Lizhi's voice, which was slightly hoarse as if she had just woken up. After all, she screamed very loudly last night.

"It's okay, Ma Zhou, the manager of the Maritime Safety Administration. Just rest!"

When Yuchi Baoqi thought about it, it seemed that sharing half of Li Shimin's life wouldn't be a big loss. He could earn it all from his daughter and exploit her ruthlessly!

It's just that my waist seems to be a little sore recently, which is quite annoying.

Ma Zhou raised his hand and saluted in the direction where Li Lizhi's voice came from: "Princess Changle is safe, I'm a minister of the Maritime Safety Bureau, Ma Zhou, don't bother the princess anymore."

He turned to Yuchi Baoqi and said, "The Harsha Dynasty is very strange. Their people believe in Buddhism, and their king has established a strict hierarchy with no room for advancement."

Yuchi Baoqi frowned: "Caste system? It's fixed at birth, right?"

Ma Zhou quickly claimed: "Yes, yes, that's it. But their people don't seem to care. It's unreasonable to ignore such a system at all."

Yuchi Baoqi waved his hand: "We don't want this place. Those people are all weird. As long as they can worship Buddha, they can do anything. We just treat them as a dumping ground for printed matter. The more spices, ivory, and gold the better!"

Ma Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "I just want to tell the Duke, that place is too evil, everyone is like a walking zombie, only the upper class are considered human. We have already established places like Siam, Laos, and Khmer A complete production and shipping line.”

"Luoyang estimates that they will be able to deliver thirty more ships in a while. I have sent a telegram to ask the teacher."

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "You just have to control the maritime Silk Road in Nanyang. You have to teach a group of loyal guards navigation knowledge. After the port in Lushun in the northeast is repaired, we will go to Ryukyu Anmei Island, Iwo Islands, Wake Island, The Line Islands, south of the Hawaiian Islands, cross the equator into the South Pacific and reach the west coast of South America.”

Ma Zhou originally had the world map given to him by Yuchi Baoqi, and he already knew these places on the sea well.

"My lord, this route is not easy to take. The sailing cycle is too long! The current ships may not be able to withstand it, right?"

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "Of course I can't stand it. Lushun is going to build a giant steel ship. By then, all ships will be powered by steam. The thirty ships delivered this time should also be equipped with steam power by the Ministry of Industry. You also need to find someone to learn from.”

After hearing this, Ma Zhou felt that a lot of things had come up after he came back, and he was not tired at all, but full of excitement.

"Great, as long as I can be used! I'll find someone right now, and the loyal guards will check the political review."

Yuchi Baoqi nodded and followed Ma Zhou out of the house. Yuchi Baoqi planned to go to the engineering department to see if the gasoline and diesel storage warehouses were built and used according to his requirements.

Arriving at the Engineering Department, Yuchi Baoqi saw the first car in the Tang Dynasty, a car that burned gasoline.

Since there are only incandescent lamps now, it is the only choice for car lights. There is almost no electrical system in the whole car, except for an electric ignition to start the engine.

The interior is very luxurious, made of fine leather and golden nan, and the seats are made of natural sponges donated from the sea.

Yuchi Baoqi opened the car door, looked at the situation inside, and stretched out his hand to the people in the engineering department: "Where is the key? Let me try!"

The Mo family members in the engineering department were all confused: "What key?"

Yuchi Baoqi sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the clutch with his foot. It felt really good.

"How can I start the ignition without a key? This steering wheel is really awesome. The solid wood texture is so charming."

Mo Qi looked confused: "You can just use the button to start the ignition, why do you need a key?"

Yuchi Baoqi was anxious: "Wouldn't anyone be able to drive away without the key? Then..."

Yuchi Baoqi said he couldn't go on. Who else knows how to drive in this era except him? There will definitely be someone guarding the car, and no one can drive it away except him.

Yuchi Baoqi pressed the start button without explaining anything to Mo Qiduo.

"Bah, bah, buzz!"

The sound of the engine working was so pleasant that Yuchi Baoqi was stunned for a moment and then pressed the accelerator twice.

"voomvoom!"

Yuchi Baoqi pressed the start button again and turned off the engine. He couldn't wait to see what kind of engine was built.

Mo Qi helped Yuchi Baoqi open the front cover of the car and showed it to Yuchi Baoqi: "The highest masterpiece of the engineering department, a work of extreme precision hand-polished by the Mo family, an in-line eight-cylinder engine!"

"What the hell?! In-line eight-cylinder?"

Mo Qi puffed up his chest: "It took a long time to successfully cast. After that, cleaning and polishing an engine required 35 Mo disciples to polish and test it day and night. After that, there were quite a few problems with the assembly. Because the precision was too high, It’s hard to assemble.”

Mo Qi paused for a moment: "However, we succeeded and finally overcame this problem!"