Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

"My poor jeep has not climbed mountains or crossed rivers for a long time. I secretly made a wish to take it to Mongolia."

    Yuchi Baoqi hummed an unknown song, and I have to say that the emotional value of having a child in the family is really full.

    "Master, what's the name of this song? It's so beautiful. People who listen to it want to see this vast world."

    "Mongolia, is that place overseas?"

    Yuchi Baoqi lit a flower to cheer him up: "Mongolia, Master, I made it up. It's probably located in Mobei, across the northern border. I sang it smoothly."

    Just chatting for a while, at around two o'clock in the afternoon, I finally saw the signboard of Baoli Trading Company. Yu Chiheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was very happy: "Master, there is the signboard of our trading company in front of you."

    This means that his young master can rest. The young master's condition during the driving period is not very good. I have never seen the young master smoking cigarettes like this. It must be to refresh himself.

    Yuchi Baoqi saw clearly that this was a road station owned by Baoli Trading Company, which generally provided rest and accommodation for Baoli Trading Company's caravans. All facilities inside were complete.

    After honking a whistle in greeting, Yuchi Baoqi parked the off-road vehicle at the door of Baoli Station. Yuchi Heng, the co-driver, unbuckled his seat belt first, opened the door and got out.

    The manager of the inn didn't even ask anyone, so he knew that no one else except his own young master could own this off-road vehicle and large fleet of transport trucks.

    "I have seen the young master. Please tell me how many people and materials need to be parked and how long they will stay."

    Yuchi Baoqi leaned on the hood of the car: "Take a rest and take a nap. I didn't sleep well last night. I'll give you the list of personnel and supplies shortly. Is there any pressure on the food for so many people?"

    Manager Fan thought for a moment: "But there is a team of 20,000 people?"

    Yu Chi Heng on the side handed over the list in his hand. The steward looked at it and said, "If it's less than 20,000, there won't be any pressure on food. Don't worry, young master."

    Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "Let the guys at the back move the car, I can't hold it anymore."

    Yuchi Baoqi didn't care, found a clean room, took off his shoes and threw himself on the bed: "Wake me up in four hours, Xiaomai'er."

    The sweet voice of Mai'er came: "Yeah, Se'er! Got it!"

    Yuchi Baoqi went to Maier in vain. When she woke up, she felt refreshed. Yuchi Baoqi got up handsomely and put on her shoes. She stretched her muscles and bones. The bones in her body were cracking. Yuchi Baoqi also Let out a sigh of contentment.

    Yuchi Heng, who was standing guard at the door, noticed something moving in Yuchi Baoqi's room and knocked on the door gently: "Master, are you awake?"

    "Well, how's everyone else's rest going?"

    Yuchi Heng opened the door and entered the room with the washing utensils. Yuchi Baoqi pointed to the table beside him: "Put it there, I will do it myself."

    Yu Chiheng put the items away: "They all took a nap after eating. Now they have taken care of their respective situations and are all on standby in the car."

    Yuchi Baoqi poured a handful of water onto his face and wiped his face with a fine cotton towel: "Let's go then. Keep them far apart when traveling at night."

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    Gu Pinghai directed a large number of manpower to pile sandbags and stones on the edge of the embankment. In the past two or three months, he led the people and government officials in Qiancheng County, Hekou, to repair the embankment and breakwater quickly and slowly.

    However, the sudden heavy rain made him feel relieved again. Master Zhao looked at Gu Pinghai, who was wearing a raincoat and shouting orders at the front line. He couldn't tell who was the official of Qiancheng County for a moment.

    "Over there! Two more teams over there! Don't fill it too tightly! Leave a gap! Let the dam have room to release its force!"

    Seeing a man staggering while carrying a burden, Gu Pinghai quickly ran over, removed the burden from him, and helped the man up.

    Gu Pinghai looked at the name tag on the man's chest and was smeared with mud. He rubbed off the attached mud with his hands: "Tao Sixi of Luojin Village, are you injured?"

    The man was a little stunned. With the sound of the rainstorm, even if Gu Pinghai shouted loudly in front of him, he couldn't hear clearly.

    "I'm fine, I can do it..."

    Tao Sixi, who was about to pick up the load, staggered again. Gu Pinghai grabbed the two commanding men and said, "He's injured! Send him back!"

    This time Tao Sixi understood. Gu Pinghai wouldn't let him do it. He first wiped off the dirt on his hands with his own clothes, and then pulled Gu Pinghai's raincoat.

    "Xiao Gu is in charge, I'm fine, I can do it, everyone is working together, what's the big deal if I go down now? I don't want to be looked down upon all my life."

    Gu Pinghai didn't relax at all: "What are you doing standing still? Send the wounded back! I will take responsibility for anyone who looks down on you!"

    Although everyone is working hard to protect the dam during the heavy rain, many people are feeling depressed. Can they really defeat this possible natural disaster?

    "Dang Cang."

    The sound of a steel frame falling to the ground made many workers look this way.

    "I don't want to build it anymore. I want to escape with my children and my wife. I want to build a dike here. Who knows if it can stop the floods."

    Unspeakable emotions exploded in everyone's hearts, yes. How do they know whether the dam can stop this flood? It has taken so long to build it. If it doesn't stop it, the whole family's lives will still be lost.

    Gu Pinghai didn't say much, and quickly walked over, picked up the steel frame on the ground one by one, and placed it towards the predetermined position.

    "How many people want to leave their names in history, but they don't get it. How many people die in obscurity on the battlefield and become just a number. How many people starve to death on the roadside looking for a full meal."

    "I don't know, but I know that the order to prevent floods here was issued by His Majesty and my young master, King Weichi Baoqi."

    "Have you ever been hungry in the past few years? Has your life gotten worse? Judging from the accounts of my Baoli Trading Company, your life has been a lot better."

    "I am also from Hekou who came back after walking out. I have seen countless Ling floods since I was a child. I don't believe we can prevent them."

    "But I believe in my young master, and I also believe in Your Majesty. If they can bring us such a good life, there is no reason for us to do useless work here and wait to die."

    Gu Pinghai raised his hand to wipe his face. He didn't know whether it was rain or tears, or both.

    Sandbags were stacked one by one at the exact location. He had learned this from the Royal Academy's architecture textbook these days.

    "It will be written in the history books that in Qiancheng County, Hekou, Shandong, 70,000 people united to resist the Cold Flood. This is the history of the Tang Dynasty. No, it is the first time in the world that it has successfully resisted the Cold Flood!"