Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

"Hey, Duke Guo, you didn't post anything, and you didn't give me any notice in advance. Isn't it a good idea to barge in like this?"

Yuchi Baoqi didn't care and shouted directly at the door: "What? Are the rules in your Duke Zhao's house so strict? When your nephew and son-in-law come to visit the house, they have to post a message. If you don't post the message, you won't be allowed in, right!?"

Yuchi Baoqi is very polite about this visit. He has prepared a full cart of tea mixed with essence. Just drink it without saying a word.

The boy who helped carry the tea was also standing in front of the Duke's Mansion and pointing.

"Look at how strict the rules are in Duke Zhao's mansion. Even relatives are not allowed to enter. It's really a declining society."

"What? Relatives are not allowed to enter? Even the British Duke, who banished immortals like him, can't enter his Zhao Guogong's house? The rules are really big!"

The concierge was sweating profusely as he listened to the discussions outside. However, he did not dare to let Yuchi Baoqi into the house on his own initiative!

I want to report it, but I'm afraid that if Yuchi Baoqi breaks in and runs rampant in the house, won't he lose his job?

Fortunately, the housekeeper who heard the news immediately reported it to Changsun Wuji. Changsun Wuji also had a headache. Why did this damn person come to the door with gifts today?

"Nephew and son-in-law! Didn't my uncle-in-law come a little late? Why are you still angry? Come to the house and chat quickly! Butler, prepare tea quickly! Use the best tea leaves from Baoli Trading Company!"

Yuchi Baoqi was pulled to the middle hall by Changsun Wuji and sat down, with an expression of eager greetings.

"Since I got married to Li Zhi, I haven't come to my uncle-in-law's house yet. Why did I catch my uncle-in-law by surprise when I suddenly came to visit today? Look at the fuss this has caused!"

Yuchi Baoqi opened Changsun Wuji's hand and said, "Stop pretending. I'm here to tell you good news and bad news. Which one are you going to listen to?"

Changsun Wuji's expression changed: "Listen to the bad ones first, right? Give me some space first, how bad can I be?"

Yuchi Baoqi picked up the tea brought by the butler and gently scraped the tea foam: "It concerns the eldest son of my uncle-in-law and father-in-law. How big or small is it?"

Changsun Wuji was anxious: "What's wrong with Chong'er?"

Yuchi Baoqi stretched out his index and middle fingers, rubbed the two fingers with his thumb, and gave Changsun Wuji some clear instructions.

"Just tell me how much you want!"

Yuchi Baoqi slapped his thigh: "I knew my uncle-in-law was open to the public! 5 taels, 8% off both good and bad ones, totaling [-] taels!"

"Duo Shao?!"

Changsun Wuji pinched his own middle to prevent himself from not being able to recover immediately and lose his breath.

"Don't like discounts? Then don't do it. My uncle-in-law is very arrogant and much more cheerful than that Li Er!"

Changsun Wuji couldn't care if he would lose his temper, and directly took Yuchi Baoqi's hand: "8 taels, housekeeper, go to the warehouse to get the treasure notes and silver taels!"

Yuchi Baoqi clapped his hands: "So refreshing, let me tell you the bad news first. Changsun Chong can no longer serve as the director of Datang Sugar Factory due to specific reasons."

Changsun Wuji was shocked. Whether he was appointed or not was all a matter of Yuchi Baoqi's mouth. Chong'er had done a good job in the past. The sugar factory was making so much money, but the director of Chong'er was a fat guy!

"Here, can you not resign from the position of director of Chong'er Sugar Factory? No matter how much management you need, it's easy to talk about!"

Yuchi Baoqi: Huh? Any unexpected gains?

Then he made the classic three-finger rubbing motion and looked at Changsun Wuji blankly.

"7 taels, how about a total of 15 taels!?"

Yuchi Baoqi slapped his thigh: "Okay! What the Tang Dynasty wants is an important minister like Changsun Wuji! I will say this to anyone who comes! It won't work for anyone, I said so!"

When Changsun Wuji heard that Yuchi Baoqi was relieved, he felt much relieved. He saw that the housekeeper had brought 8 taels, and asked the housekeeper to get 7 taels.

"This is good news?"

Yuchi Baoqi took a sip of tea and said calmly: "The good news is that he has been transferred to develop the distillation technology of fierce fire oil. This fierce fire oil will become a national strategic resource. Hey, why are you vomiting blood?"

Can Changsun Wuji not vomit blood? I just spent 15 taels of silver to listen to you fart here, but it turned out that Changsun Chong was innocent, and he was really unlucky!

Changsun Wuji wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and wiped his face carelessly: "I'm fine, you continue."

"Do you know what strategic resources mean? It means that you may never come back in this life and have to protect Datang's secrets and supplies incognito."

Changsun Wuji almost spat out another mouthful of blood. What do you mean? Changsun Chong’s son, will he never see him again in this life?

Yuchi Baoqi saw that he was almost mad to death, so he thought about it and said, "But don't worry, uncle-in-law, who of our two families is following whom? Oh! I'll transfer the eldest grandson Chong back right away. How about it? My nephew and son-in-law are still the same." Honest, right?"

Changsun Wuji's beard was stained with blood, and he had to stretch out his hand to show his thumb: "Thank you!"

Yuchi Baoqi patted Changsun Wuji on the back: "Don't worry, brother Chong will be back soon. I asked him to bring samples back. 15 taels of silver is really not expensive to meet his son, right?"

The butler on the side couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Yuchi Baoqi's sleeve: "British Master, please stop saying a few words. I'm afraid that our master will not live to see the young master."

Yuchi Baoqi took out a folding fan from nowhere, shook it and walked out of the house: "That won't happen. They say that good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. The disasters that I personally seal will definitely live for a long time. !”

Changsun Wuji slapped the table: "That's unreasonable! Didn't we make peace? Why are you still like this?"

Yuchi Baoqi rolled up his sleeves and reasoned with him: "Who the hell helped you settle the matter when you betrayed the country in the first place? If it weren't for me, your head would have fallen to the ground! How dare you choke me on top of the iron mine? I want you to 15 is just a knock on you, old man!"

Changsun Wuji became confused: "Explain it to me clearly! Who the hell got stuck in your iron ore?"

Changsun Wuji suddenly squinted his eyes and glared at the housekeeper: "It's you, old man!"

Yuchi Baoqi: I don’t want to talk about the additional rewards. Changsun Wuji is such a treasure. It’s so fun to pass the time. The key is that you can earn money from him!

Yuchi Baoqi cleared his throat: "I don't care about the mess in your house. I only care about whether my railway iron materials are sufficient. Goguryeo has begun to lay the railway in the opposite direction. I hope there will be no problems in Datang."

Changsun Wuji had a livid face, and the steward was kneeling on the ground and began to tremble. He knew that Zhao Guogong had done so many things and had made such a big mistake, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"I will make arrangements for this matter. Please wait patiently for good news. There is something going on at home today, so please leave first."

Yuchi Baoqi picked at the gaps between his fingernails. His goal was achieved, and it was time to carry out today's Li Chengqian observation ceremony.