Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

At the court meeting the next day, Li Shimin went to court with two dark circles under his eyes.

"You little brat is used to playing tricks. These stockings are really good. Ouch, my waist is so tight~!"

"See Your Majesty!"

"My dear friends, please excuse me. Something good will happen today. I will announce Cheng Chumo and Qi Sheng."

"My lord, Cheng Chumo and Qi Sheng are here to see Your Majesty."

"Tell me, what's going on with Baochao?"

Cheng Chumo had already agreed with Qi Sheng that he would come first: "Your Majesty, the first batch of printing work of the Bao Banknote Department has been completed, and now the Bao Banknote has been completed."

Li Shimin raised his hand slightly: "Maybe let me see it? Let the officials see it too."

Cheng Chumo quickly asked the escort from the Baoqian Department to come up with a box of treasures.

A table was placed in the hall, and treasure notes of various denominations were neatly placed on the table.

Li Shimin got down from the dragon chair, stood by the table, picked up a bundle of treasure notes and looked at it.

"Well, it's extremely exquisite."

Wei Zheng also took one, stroking his beard and said, "This is more exquisite than the sample banknotes brought by the British Lord that day. These lines are really amazing!"

Wei Zheng is such a person. He praises things if they are good, and scolds things if they are not good.

Yuchi Baoqi is also here today. How can we not come to a good day to show off?

Seeing that all the officials had treasure banknotes in their hands, Qi Sheng said, "Why don't you let me introduce this treasure banknote to your majesty?"

Li Shimin nodded: "Yes!"

"Your Majesty, all adults, please follow me to learn about the wonders of this treasure note."

"First of all, touch. That's the feel! The feel of the banknote is not paper or silk, it is a unique feeling. As long as the paper ratio is wrong, the feel of the banknote will not be so soft. And this The concave and convex textures and frosted textures are also a process for the fidelity of banknotes.”

"Secondly, smell. The smell of this ink is very different from that of daily ink. The smell of this ink is mixed with the smell of the special banknote paper. In the words of a British man, it is the 'smell of money'!"

A group of officials imitated Qi Sheng and fiddled with the banknotes. The so-called 'smell of money' was indeed fascinating.

"Secondly, look. There is a metal wire at two-thirds of the banknote. This is also specially made. It is impossible for ordinary people to forge it, let alone bury the metal wire into the paper. I cannot share the ingenuity with you."

"There is also this watermark. When you look at it towards the sun or a lamp, there are four words 'The Prosperity of the Tang Dynasty'. There is also the portrait of His Majesty and the denomination of the banknote."

"In addition, each of these treasure banknotes has a different number, you can take a look. This means that even if someone does imitate some treasure banknotes, he will have to work hard to come up with this number."

"There are only two possibilities, one is to print the same number on all of them, and try to forge the number."

"The same serial number means that these counterfeit money cannot be circulated in large quantities among the people. I caught it at once. Even if I try hard, I might not be able to get a few even if my hair falls out."

"And this ink is also a secret recipe! It changes color depending on the angle. Please take a look."

As he spoke, Qi Sheng folded the treasure banknotes, the colors on them ranged from red to blue-green.

Li Shimin thought about what Yuchi Baoqi had told him before, that there were at least more than 20 anti-counterfeiting procedures for a treasure banknote. He would rather believe that the banknote department had someone robbed it, than that anyone could imitate it.

Yuchi Baoqi stood up at this time: "Your Majesty, if the treasure money flows into the people all at once, I am afraid it will cause panic. Why not start with the salary of the officials in the capital?"

Li Shimin was puzzled: "Didn't you brag about this treasure so much that there was nothing in the sky or on the earth? Why are you so timid now?"

Yuchi Baoqi was not angry: "I was not an official at that time. Now that I have entered the court and become an official, I have to think more."

"By the way, Your Majesty, I still don't know what official position your Majesty has given me?"

Li Shimin looked at Changsun Wuji: "Does the Minister of Personnel have any official vacancies for the British Duke?"

Changsun Wuji thought for a while: "The Magistrate of Chang'an County."

Even with so many people in the court, many officials still couldn't hold it back.

The entire hall was simply drowned in laughter.

Changsun Wuji: "It's true! The Magistrate of Chang'an County has been in poor health these past few days and has retired and returned to his hometown. It happens to be free."

It’s 100% funny that Yuchi Baoqi becomes the magistrate of Chang’an. It’s 1000% funny that Changsun Wuji asks Yuchi Baoqi to be the magistrate of Chang’an. Changsun Wuji said seriously that the magistrate of Chang’an is vacated. It’s [-]% funny.

Li Shimin picked at his cheek: "How about Shangshu Ling?"

The hall, which was still buzzing with discussions and laughter, fell silent for a moment.

Yuchi Jingde looked at his son with some doubts. He poked Yuchi Baoqi with his elbow.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Well, daddy, I want to ask you. Son, is your surname Li?"

Yuchi Baoqi: "???, how about I go back and ask my mother?"

Yuchi Jingde quickly shook his head, can I ask this? Do you want to die? Your legs are shaking, okay?

"Your Majesty, this is not in line with etiquette. It's a shameless dog to embarrass such a great leader!"

Li Shimin thought for a while: "Heilian, you did give birth to a good son. Anyway, Changle will marry a brat in a few days, and he will be half a son-in-law. If he is the minister, he will be the minister. That's good."

Yuchi Jingde still wanted to say a few words, but suddenly he realized what he was saying and stared blankly at Li Shimin.

Um? What? Princess Changle wants to marry Yuchi Baoqi? Isn’t she Princess Shang? What's the meaning? Can the most noble eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty get married?

Li Shimin curled his lips: "What are you looking at? She is getting married! How can the little bastard give me advice when he becomes the consort? I don't like coming to court in the first place, isn't it true that he has fulfilled his wish?"

Yuchi Baoqi's head lit up, yes! Once he became the consort, he could just lie down. Alas, his grandmother was tricked by Li Shimin again.

"Okay, don't say any more. I have made up my mind. Yuchi Baoqi has made great contributions to the country. He has opened up new territories, invented innovations, and benefited the people. He has made great contributions to the people of Li and the country. I will promote him to the rank of minister!"

Yuchi Baoqi raised his hand: "The minister is the minister, no problem. But I must be the most laid-back minister in history, otherwise I won't go."

"I promise you to attend the court meeting at any time, and you don't come to the court meeting at any time. I promise you don't have to work. Anyway, there was no ministerial order before. Now you will be a sinecure."

Yuchi Baoqi liked hearing what Li Er said. It was fine as long as it didn't bother him, so that he could have more time to do things, such as building a steam ship and setting off to South America to buy a three-piece staple food set.

How about sailing to English ports with cannons to give them a bit of a Victorian shock? It seems good to go to Nauru to get more phosphate fertilizer for farming!