The operation to replace fuel was completely successful.

The reason for the puncture is also simple, just because the tire cannot withstand the sudden surge of momentum. After all, the body made of gold is very heavy, and the rubber rough processing of the tire is too rough. These can be gradually improved in the future.

"All craftsmen who belong to Tiangongjian will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."

When Zhu Xiongying spoke, Xue Ji was shocked, with disbelief in her beautiful eyes. The craftsmen who were kneeling on the ground were also stunned, and then they were all ecstatic.

"Thank you for your grace!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

The sound of "Long Live" kept echoing over the Work Supervisor that day, and kept floating until it reached the Ministry of Works that was separated from it.

At this time, Yan Zhenzhi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, had just returned from the Ministry of Revenue, with an angry look on his face. It seemed that his plan to ask for money from Xia Yuanji had failed again.

By chance, he had just returned to the Yamen, and the cry of long live came out.

"what happened?"

Yan Zhenzhi grabbed a principal and asked repeatedly.

"Back to Master Shangshu, I heard that it was the Tiangong Supervisor who built the car. Your Majesty will personally inspect it today. Listening to the thank you's voice, I must have received a reward from His Majesty."

When mentioning the reward, the chief's eyes were filled with yearning for the Tiangong Supervisor.

Although the work supervisor had serious overtime work that day, he was given a lot of money! And there was also a reward from His Majesty!

I thought to myself that when the Tiangong Supervisor came to ask the Ministry of Works for someone, why didn't he go with him? Otherwise, why would he be here being left in ruins and gathering dust now?

"Call the elite craftsmen in the department immediately, and everyone will have a job?!"

Yan Zhenzhi shouted sharply.

The boss was stunned for a moment, then started muttering.

"Sir, what are you doing with so many craftsmen? We can't build an internal combustion engine, and we don't have the money to build a car..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boss felt Yan Zhen's dagger-like eyes fall on his head. He suddenly realized that he had touched the sore spot of his own minister, and he quickly shut up.

“If you can’t build a car, can you not build a bicycle either?!”

"Do it immediately!"

Zhu Xiongying also gave him the drawings of the bicycle, but the Tiangong Supervisor felt that this thing was too challenging, so no one has ever studied it. For the Ministry of Works, which has no money, this is the best choice.

"No, I have to go to the Ministry of Finance!"

Yan Zhen gritted his teeth, turned around and left the Yamen. Before leaving, he didn't know where he got a broom stick.

This posture is more like grabbing money.

………………

The sun sets and the moon rises, when stars adorn the night sky.

Zhu Xiongying returned to Zhaixing Tower. After leaving Tiangong Supervisor, he spent the remaining few hours at Ningshou Palace to spend some time with A Biao.

After all, tomorrow is the wedding day, so it makes sense to spend some time with your dad.

Of course, the most important thing is that as a son, he and Abiao worshiped his biological mother Chang.

"His Majesty."

On the star-catching platform.

When Zhu Xiongying appeared, Han Buli, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately knelt down and saluted.

As for Prajna, it means bowing one's body, and this is a concubine ceremony.

This scene stunned Han Buli, who was kneeling on one knee. It took him a few seconds to react. Only then did he understand why Prajna felt so much more feminine.

It turned out that it was **.

"explain."

Zhu Xiongying fell on the leisure chair. Prajna came to Zhu Xiongying's back very sensibly and pinched Zhu Xiongying's shoulders.

"Your Majesty, the spies lurking in Timur's army have sent back news."

"In Timur's army, we found someone who could use magic similar to the Qiankun Shifting Formation. He was wearing a gray robe, a horned hat, his skin was white, and he was holding a very strange wooden staff in his hand."

"This is a drawing made by someone else, and I would like your Majesty to take a look at it."

After saying that, Han Buli presented a picture scroll.

Zhu Xiongying raised his hand to take it. He just glanced at the dress of the person in the painting and frowned.

The word 'wizard' suddenly popped out of my mind.

Does magic exist in Western countries?

If I remember correctly, Western Europe is still in the late Middle Ages, the darkest age. If there is magic, it is probably black magic.

But the question is, where did this black magic come from? How was it created?

Could it also be caused by radiation?

"Han Buli, I want you to do something, do you dare?"

Zhu Xiongying looked at Han Buli and said calmly.

Han Buli was suddenly startled and clasped his fists fiercely.

"Your Majesty has your will, and I will fight to the death with swords and fires!"

Zhu Xiongying stood up and paused for a moment.

"I hope you will personally go to the Western countries to find out for me the origins of these wizards, their power system, and the current overall pattern of Europe."

"Europe, Europe?"

Han Buli was stunned, he had never heard of this word before.

"You can think of it as those countries to the west of Timurid's empire."

After Zhu Xiongying finished speaking, he thought for a moment.

He raised his hand and flicked it, and a ring fell into Han Buli's hand.

"This mission is very dangerous, so you must be careful. But if you need it, get it from this storage ring."

Zhu Xiongying put many elixirs and some magic weapons in it so that Han Buli could save his life to the greatest extent.

"My lord, I obey the order!"

Han Buli took a deep breath and carefully put away the storage ring.

………………

The night is dark.

It gets even colder in Mobei at night, and the wind and sand slap on people's faces, making them feel burning pain.

At this time, the Prime Minister of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was in the yurt.

Wang Baobao was sitting at the main seat, taking a foot bath with Chinese herbal medicine. This was his health-preserving time.

In front of him, the old man with white skin and blue eyes wearing a red wizard robe was performing an extremely shocking highlight for Wang Baobao.

In the entire yurt, everyone's eyes fell on the white-skinned old man's scepter.

I saw the white-skinned old man stretching the scepter in his hand forward. The crystal beads on the top of the scepter suddenly glowed with emerald green fluorescence, filling the yurt with vitality. A living emerald green bird actually flew out of it.

Then came the second one, the third one, and a whole group of them...

Even on the ground, grass grew rapidly, breaking through the blanket of the yurt.

"I'm going to leave you here to do magic tricks."

'It's quite exciting, do you want to give me a reward?'

Wang Baobao was confused and confused.

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