Chapter 20 The Prince and the servant

The afternoon autumn is warm, Ye Zhao, with bearded and blue cloth robe, strolls in the royal palace, bluestone brick road, green pines and cypresses on both sides, and gorgeous street lamps and lamp posts. The prince's mansion is even more solemn and luxurious.

The one who walked beside Ye Zhao was Bakesh. Ye Zhao handled government affairs in the morning office hours and urged the capital to investigate the news about the prince. He just went to the Flying Tiger Camp with Bakesh. Nothing else, Ye Zhao was preparing to set up an imperial guard to protect Guangzhou. The Flying Tiger Camp rifle team naturally had some references, so Ye Zhao took the general manager of the Imperial Guard to Flying Tiger Camp for a trip.

The current Guangzhou guard forces are actually the Flying Tiger Camp and the two guard camps stationed near Guangzhou. However, the business gang's big riot in Xiguan the day before yesterday made Ye Zhao alert. It was time to establish the imperial guards. In fact, Ye Zhao was originally planning to wait for the magazine rifle to be developed before preparing for the imperial guards. The imperial guards can directly equip magazine rifles. But seeing that the magazine rifle has some appearance, the mass production of smokeless gunpowder and fixed-loading bullets have become a problem for the technicians of the arsenal of the gunpowder factory. Although several experts from the Xiguan Club such as physics, chemical machinery, etc. were sent to the Xiguan Club, and experts in the material field participated, and his own tips on the general direction, I am afraid that it will not be solved in a short time.

As a special force, the Flying Tiger Camp is not suitable for being stationed in Guangzhou all the time, so the establishment of the imperial guards was put on Ye Zhao's agenda.

In the plan, the imperial guards had about 2,000 people, with the Blue Flag Guard as the backbone, and recruited some new recruits with absolutely innocent backgrounds. If the elite troops of the Pingyuan Army were drawn to form the imperial guards to guard Guangzhou, they might not be able to join the battle formation in one or two years, which would be unfair. If recruiting new recruits with the Blue Flag Guard as the core, they could quickly form combat power.

"Bakish, what's the name of our imperial guard?" Ye Zhao asked with a smile.

Bakesh bowed and said, "I dare not speak nonsense. Please tell me everything."

Ye Zhao laughed: "What is it called "歌"? You will be the general manager of the imperial guards, so you still have the right to speak."

Bakesh was surprised and happy. Although he vaguely guessed that the prince would use him to lead the imperial guards, otherwise he would not have taken him to the Flying Tiger Camp, but when the prince opened his golden mouth, he was still excited and swayed his horse's hooves and knelt down and shouted: "Thank you, Master! I will devote all my efforts!"

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Get up, the servants are watching." After thinking about it, he said, "Just call it Yulinwei, Yulinjun, I like this name, noble."

"Zhe!" Bakesh agreed respectfully.

Ye Zhao said again: "The military uniform is cut in the style of the Flying Tiger Camp number clothes and changes. I need to think about it carefully. In addition, the Yulin Guard can have two hundred female soldiers, and they can practice them in both combat and ceremonial warfare."

"Yes!" Baksh responded hurriedly again.

Just as he was talking, a guard hurriedly came and fell to his knees, "Master, the letter of concubine!" He raised his hands high and presented a letter.

Ye Zhao was stunned, then took it from Bakesh and said hurriedly: "What happened to Rong'er?"

The guard hurriedly said, "No, it was Professor Guo who handed it to the concubine. Because the concubine had not yet left school, he asked the slave to come back first to deliver the letter."

Ye Zhao was relieved. He couldn't help laughing when he took the letter. It turned out that it was written by Zhu Sisi to him. Because he couldn't find him, he couldn't ask Guo Ziqiang to pass it over to Rong'er.

There are only a few lines of words in the letter, and the tone is quite unkind. It is said that the brother is at home, and my father invites Ye Zhao to go to her house to eat pork ribs in the evening, thanking the benefactor and matchmaker.

It seems that Zhu Sisi is quite reluctant to write the letter, but her father forced her to write, and there was nothing she could do.

When I saw that Ye Zhaofang had reported it, I hadn't visited Hua Ji for a few days. Last time I got off the restaurant with Hua Ji and Mrs. Zhu, I caught the gunpowder factory explosion after coming back, and clashed in southern Fujian, and found the ships of Jardine Wah. I was so busy that I had been busy for a week.

After thinking about it, Ye Zhao said to Bakesh: "Go and prepare as I said."

Bakish hurriedly said goodbye.

Ye Zhao stretched out his zipper and thought it was just right, so he didn't have to change it. He walked towards the small courtyard where Hua Ji lived.

Although he was busy these days, Ye Zhao was not in a good mood. In the matter of Jardin, he seemed to have the upper hand. Not only did he confiscate the firearms of Jardin and punish Jardin and severely confiscate Jardin and confiscate Jardin and reach a memorandum of understanding with the British consul. It can be said that this is the first time that the Chinese people won a great victory when dealing with the West in the past century. But in fact, what about it? Except for Jerry and others, the other smugglers had to return it. They also wrote a letter to the senior team of Jardin and explained the matter, and promised several investment businesses to Jardin and made a lot of comfort.

He won a great victory on the surface, but in fact it was just that. Ye Zhao felt a little distressed. He was not a person who paid attention to face-saving projects, but now he suddenly became a face-saving diplomacy. Although it inspired the morale of the Southern Dynasties, he had thought about it. If the inside story was known by the angry young people in the future, he would not know if he would call him a thief, but now he can only do so. This is the best result he can win.

I just hope that my own strawberry and taste gall will be rewarded soon.

After entering the small courtyard where Hua Ji lived, Ye Zhao was still frowning and depressed.

"Ah!" He exclaimed gently, but saw Hua Ji riding a bicycle in the yard, shaking. Ye Zhao hurriedly walked up and held the handlebars of the bicycle.

The bicycle was designed by the equipment machinery factory that produces rickshaws. In addition to the bicycle model of large and small wheels in the UK, Ye Zhaozi also made a very good comment through Huang Wenxiu, including the transmission power of the chain, the size of the wheel, the use of wheel spokes, the balls in the axle, etc. Ye Zhao gave a very good explanation.

Speaking of which, the rickshaw factory should actually be called a tool machinery factory. At first, it only produced new carriage axles and wheels, agricultural equipment and equipment. Later, it invented the rickshaw, and the business immediately jumped thousands of miles, and Taihexing occupied 40% of its shares.

Two days ago, Ye Zhao and Huang Wenxiu calculated the accounts carefully, but were very surprised. Including the canning factory and glass factory, Ye Zhao's initial investment was only more than 100,000 taels. Now, this accounting controls the shares of various factories and commercial banks in Guangzhou, and Taihe Bank's assets have exceeded one million taels. The part of the silk tea trade that operates silk tea trade has not been included because of the long capital operation cycle.

As the major shareholder of the vehicle and equipment machinery factory, Ye Zhao heard that the manufacturer's technician bought bicycles from England and prepared to develop and produce them, so he naturally made some suggestions.

Today, the British bicycles have large front wheels and small rear wheels, no pedals, and no wire spokes to reduce the weight of the bicycle. As for the chain, there are even less sprockets. They are extremely bulky and are really just for personal entertainment.

However, at Ye Zhao's point of view, the technician of the vehicle tool factory quickly developed a bicycle that was not very different from the shape of a water pipe truck in later generations, and even used pneumatic tires. There are only two vehicles now, one stayed in the factory to continue testing, but the other was given to Ye Zhao by Huang Wenxiu.

As for the name of the bicycle, Huang Wenxiuyandao Equipment Factory was planning to be designated as "Foreign Iron Horse". Originally, when a Guangdong scholar saw the test vehicle of the equipment factory, he said, "Western people have strange skills, and can use steel to make monsters with two wheels and two horns. People ride on it and walk like flying."

Of course Ye Zhao would not agree. Why did the bicycle we invented himself become a foreign iron horse? It was named a bicycle.

The bicycle was sent to the palace. Ye Zhao tried to ride it once, and immediately complained. It was too heavy. It was many times heavier than the bicycles of later generations. I was afraid that ordinary people could ride dozens of kilometers a day. Although the appearance was similar to that of a water pipe bike, they even added the rear seat according to their own sketches, but the use of mechanical knowledge and materials inside were far different.

Fortunately, there is still room for improvement. Huang Wenxiu said that the technicians in the vehicle and tool factory have even begun to tinker with the machine tools of bicycle parts, which is an improvement.

In fact, looking at the history of European and American development, social development is not only reflected in military technology. You can see in the second half of the 19th century that Americans have tinyed out many small inventions related to people's livelihood. These small inventions are the driving force for the real promotion of the country's scientific and technological development. When combined, they can promote the great development of the country's science and technology, and thus promote the development of military technology. It is by no means that military technology and military technology will develop. Even if it develops, it is still a soap bubble, and it will be broken with one stab, and it will be powerless.

Ye Zhao hopes that the country can also have such a good soil for the development of people's livelihood technology. Although it is often his own guidance now and foreigners are involved, this kind of atmosphere of daring to think and do spread to the people early is a huge progress. The Chinese people have always had no shortage of innovators and inventors, but the social structure has always restricted their thoughts and enthusiasm. Gradually, the thinking of Chinese people seems to be becoming more and more solid, and even in later generations, education is so mechanical. Exams are just for exams, and the questions are difficult and tricky, but how the knowledge learned is never the focus in actual life and work.

This life should be different.

This bicycle was completely invention by Chinese technicians. Looking at it, Ye Zhao's originally had a gloomy mood. Although only rich people can afford this bicycle in a short period of time, it will always be popularized. And when it is mass-produced in a few days, it can be equipped with a batch of policemen in the Police Bureau first.

Hua Ji was wearing a black and red patterned Yi ethnic group, a knee-length red skirt, revealing a pair of slender legs that were resistant to frost and snow. The small and exquisite embroidered cloth shoes surprised Ye Zhao at some point that there was a delicate rose on each of her soft ankles. The red flowers and green leaves were half exposed, and the half was hidden in the embroidered shoes. With the black softness and long hair, the small charm that was emitted in infinite beauty was dazzling.

"Brother Ye!" Hua Ji jumped off the bike, looking surprised, and then she quickly lowered her head timidly.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Where are you practicing driving?" The bicycle was naturally given by Ye Zhao. Hua Ji was idle and was considered a toy. For Hua Ji, it was naturally the prince who asked her to learn to ride a bicycle to perform.

"Yeah." Hua Ji's voice was very low. Thinking that what she had done and learned now was to please the prince, she felt a little uncomfortable and felt sorry for Brother Ye, but she had no choice.

"Your tattoo?" Ye Zhao suddenly realized as soon as he asked. It must be a golden phoenix. Once, when he chatted, talking about the various aspects of this woman, Ye Zhao couldn't help but talk about the demon of the woman. Naturally, he couldn't help but mention some things in later generations, such as tattoos, which are as good as they are, and they will be beautiful and gorgeous.

This golden phoenix seems to be used on Hua Ji, but is it about turning Hua Ji into a little demon?

Sure enough, Hua Ji lowered her head and whispered: "It was Empress Fu Jin who asked the female master to help me stab me. I, I still have it..." Hua Ji gently lifted her clothes, and Ye Zhao's head buzzed. Hua Ji's soft little belly button was shining, and a small silver-white bead was inlaid with a small silver-white bead. Under the silver beads, on the snowy belly, a beautiful blooming flower ball faintly revealed a few petals, which were so beautiful that it was indescribable. The panoramic view of the gorgeous flower ball was hidden under the red ribbon on the tube skirt. At that moment, Ye Zhao's mouth was dry and he actually raised the urge to pull the Cai Luo belt to see the secret of the delicate flower's snow belly.

Then Ye Zhao was calm and turned around and looked away, laughing and said, "Let's go and go into the house to rest." Hua Ji is a remote mountain citizen. The people of the tribe have the habit of tattooing, and they are not as particular about clothing as those of the Central Plains women. In this sense, they are somewhat similar to later women.

When Ye Zhao thought about it, he laughed. It is interesting to see that fashionable women in later generations are equal to border residents in this life.

After entering the house, Ye Zhao said "huh", but he saw a mahogany cloisonné fridge in front of the diorama in the corner of the house. It must have been delivered by Jinzhao.

Ye Zhao happened to be a little thirsty, so he walked over and lifted the lid of the box. The refrigerator was divided into two layers, wooden tires and lead. The upper layer could be filled with fruit and fruit drinks, and the lower layer could be placed in ice. The lower layer was used to emit air conditioning through the two-cent marking holes on the cover surface to emit air conditioning. There was a small round hole at the corner of the bottom, which was used to drain water when ice melted.

This is not Ye Zhao's invention. There have been similar luxury utensils since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. However, it is more sophisticated today. However, there is also this project in the Xiguan Inventors Club to study how to refrigerate.

Ye Zhao took out two bottles of Dutch water, which were the most primitive soda. It is produced in Guangzhou now. He shook the bottle and used a bottle opener to pull out the cork. Immediately, white mist and steam gushed out. Ye Zhao turned around and smiled, "Did you know?" I thought it was true that Hua Ji had never used it after the refrigerator was moved.

Hua Ji kept looking at Ye Zhao's every move curiously, and nodded timidly: "Yeah, I'll do it."

Ye Zhao smiled and inserted the tin straw into a bottle of Dutch water, handed it to Hua Ji, sat on the sofa, bit the straw and sucked a large mouthful of it, which made it cool and the water overturned.

There is no plastic now. Tin straws are unique to the royal palace. Ye Zhao directed the craftsmen to make them. He felt that it would be a bit awkward to drink soda without straws.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Zhao asked Hua Ji.

Hua Ji nodded softly.

"Today I go to Sister Zhu's house, you can go with me. Didn't I become her elder brother's matchmaker last time? Today, his family thanks the media. This is our custom in the Central Plains." Ye Zhao said with a smile while sucking soda.

"Am I going too?" Hua Ji was happy and a little scared. She was so happy that she could be with Brother Ye, but she was afraid of being discovered by others. She was so lucky last time, but she didn't care about it. She didn't care, but she was afraid that she would implicate Brother Ye.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Well, don't worry, I told the big manager that it's okay, just follow me."

Hua Ji nodded happily.

Even in ordinary houses, the housekeeper is high above all else, let alone the wealthy courtyards like the royal family. How could the prince and concubine manage the trivial matters in the front yard? In the front yard, the affairs are the gods, let alone the great manager. Therefore, Ye Zhao is the friend of Chang Shunye, and it is not surprising that he helped Hua Ji, and Hua Ji would not think too much.

But if Chang Shun dared to ask his friend to get along with his wife alone, it would be impossible, let alone taken out of the street, and this girl is the prince's dancer. Even if Chang Shun's head was cut off, he wouldn't dare.

But Hua Ji naturally didn't understand this and happily sucked the soda. She obviously waited for Ye Zhao to say a word to take her away. She had no idea and would never ask: "Brother Ye, when will we leave?"

Ye Zhao looked at her and smiled and said, "It's cold, wear a pair of socks and put on a cloak." The red rose at the ankle was too tempting, and it was a bit exaggerated to be seen by others, especially when Zhu Sisi saw it, she wanted to call herself a pervert again.

Hua Ji immediately went to the screen to change her clothes, and she was rustling. When she turned back, her slender legs were already wearing thin yellow plaid over-knee cotton socks. The little girls from later generations were fashionable and casual. When they first saw it, they were paired with beautiful embroidered shoes and exquisite ethnic skirts. They were indescribable, but they really made Ye Zhao's heart beat again.

Hua Ji put on a small orange windbreaker and buttoned it one by one. The flowers were all charming and turned into a very pure little girl.

"Let's go." Ye Zhao walked out first, and Hua Ji hurriedly followed closely.

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Zhu Sisi's family lives in the east wing of the slum, with three rooms, one in the middle, one in the middle, one in the left, and her parents, and Zhu Sisi's family lives in the right, and she has two sisters, both of whom are married, but her second sister died of serious illness last year. The eldest sister is the eldest, who is almost forty years old, and she married in Foshan. Her husband is a craftsman and her life seems to be pretty good.

When he heard that Zhu Sisi's two younger brothers were in the National Primary School, Ye Zhao was solemn and couldn't blame her for being frugal. This really caused her whole family alone. Moreover, her younger brother is only in elementary school and the cost is still small. I think she is planning to save money for her younger brother to continue studying, at least she will be able to study in secondary education?

The entire slum only uses one stove in the yard. Mr. Zhu, the thank-you media, is also indispensable for the rest of the slums. They have to fight for tooth sacrifices together. Although life is poor now, the relationship between neighbors is a hundred times better than that in later generations.

When Ye Zhao and Hua Ji entered the courtyard, Zhu Sisi happened to carry two buckets of water. The two younger brothers behind him carried one bucket with a small shoulder pole, and they brought it from the tap water faucet not far away. Now the Guangzhou water plant is a business dealer. With strict orders from the county prince's mansion, the profit is extremely low. It only maintains the water plant expenses, billed with buckets from each sales point, and ten buckets of water are one cent, and supplied with water tickets.

Ye Zhao would not help, but Hua Ji timidly went to pick up the bucket from Zhu Sisi's hand, but Zhu Sisi smiled and refused. Of course, she had to stare at Ye Zhao a few times.

Several low wooden tables were placed in the yard, steaming stewed meat table and bowl, and then boiled cabbage and potato slices and other vegetables that are most commonly eaten by farmers. In addition, there are peanuts, dried fried spicy food and other dishes.

The crowds in the slums were crowded with wooden tables. Ye Zhao, Mr. Zhu, Brother Zhu and several elders sat at the table. Is there a small stool on the table next to it? Is there a squat and eat directly? Seeing Zhu Sisi pulling Hua Ji to sit on the girls' table, Ye Zhao scratched his head a little, probably saying bad things about him.

Hua Ji recognized her child very much. After a while, she actually carried a small stool and sat behind Ye Zhao. She was obviously very uncomfortable with Zhu Sisi's enthusiasm and the noises of several younger sisters.

Zhu Sisi walked over helplessly and asked, "Hua Ji, what's wrong?" Several older girls like Hua Ji very much. They had never seen such a delicate little beauty. They wanted to hold it in their arms and kiss it a few times. However, their clothes were beautiful and neat. At first glance, they were from a wealthy family in the city. They couldn't help touching this little beauty like porcelain with her hands that were used to touching the lumps of earth.

Ye Zhao was clinking glasses with Dad Zhu. The lively atmosphere made people feel warm in their hearts. Ye Zhaozheng shouted: "Old man, I did it, I did it!" If you said that after living in this life for more than 20 years, you will find the feeling of drinking in your previous life for the first time.

Suddenly, when I heard Zhu Sisi talk, I turned around and saw Hua Ji sitting timidly behind her. I shook my head: "What have you said? Don't bully children all the time?"

Zhu Sisi's nose almost turned crooked and she stared at her pretty eyes and said, "Does I bully her or are you bullying her?"

"Sisi!" Old Dad Zhu frowned: "It's not like you who talk to the guests like this, so it's not so good. Come and accompany me quickly."

Although Zhu Sisi was extremely filial, she would not refuse to apologize to Ye Zhao, and bit her lips and didn't say anything. Under the black uniform, her beautiful breasts were undulating, obviously very angry.

Dad Zhu was a little angry and opened his mouth to scold his daughter. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Forget it, Chief Zhu and I have some misunderstandings, it's okay."
To be continued...