"No, tell me about it again." Ye Zhao looked at the little British old man Davis in front of him incredulously.

Davis was in his fifties, bald, with his hair falling out, glasses, and dark brown eyes with cloudy eyes, but when it came to his theory, he immediately looked bright, and his eyes became sharp.

"The internal combustion engine I am going to study uses compression ignition to compress the air sucked into the cylinder so that its temperature exceeds the auto-ignition temperature of the fuel, and then the fuel is blown into the cylinder with high-pressure air to ignite and burn. If my estimate is correct, the thermal efficiency ratio will be high. ”

Speaking of this, the little old man said to Ye Zhao very sincerely: "Sir, I am not Frankenstein, I think my research has great hope of success, and it will also bring you excellent economic benefits, I just want to confirm my theory, if it is successful, all the results will belong to Mr., please Mr. will definitely fund me." ”

Obviously, the little old man had been given a cold reception in Europe, and now Ye Zhao was his last hope for possible financial support, and he was extremely worried that Ye Zhao would also disdain him like the rich businessmen in Europe.

Ye Zhao pondered for a while and said, "What kind of engine do you say you want to use diesel as fuel?" ”

The little old man lifted his glasses, obviously a little weak-hearted, and said embarrassedly: "Yes." ”

But no, the gas internal combustion engine has just appeared, and the refining of diesel is also extremely cumbersome, his idea is really a little unacceptable, even if his theory is right, the power engine has been successfully manufactured, but the cost is too high, it seems that there is no use value at all, and it does not meet the economic benefit ratio.

The little old man explained a little unwillingly, "But, sir, I believe that this gas engine is very powerful, and I will definitely find a way to use it in the commercial field." As he spoke, he was a little discouraged, and he felt as if his business prospects were bleak.

Ye Zhao's face was silent, but he thought very quickly in his heart, although he didn't understand the internal combustion engine, but listening to the little old man's explanation, and then looking at the sketch he drew, I felt that this was a compression ignition internal combustion engine, and it was also diesel, if this can really be drummed out, how significant is it? It is of epoch-making significance to himself and to China.

In fact, the development of the internal combustion engine in Europa has been slow, because the train has just become popular, and not many people have paid attention to the internal combustion engine, after all, this small power is not worth mentioning compared to the steam engine.

However, various theories of the internal combustion engine have long been formed, and if someone is willing to fund it with discernment, it may be possible to really drum up the diesel internal combustion engine early.

As for the cost, although it seems to be more expensive now, with the development of the petroleum raw material industry, the separation technology of diesel and gasoline is mature, which is not a problem, and the application of diesel engines will naturally promote the development of the petroleum raw materials industry.

With the advent of diesel engines, will you be able to build cars?

In Guangzhou and Qiongya, I began to arrange and plant rubber trees last year, originally just because this is a strategic resource, the sooner we have it, the better, so as not to have trouble with the Europa countries in the future. Now I see that I was prescient.

If the diesel engine is drummed out, it will inevitably be applied to the vehicle, and rubber raw materials are indispensable.

What's more, how can this diesel engine be just for civilian use?

Thinking about the vehicle weapons in his cognition, Ye Zhao was a little warm, if the most primitive infantry fighting vehicle became his secret weapon, how penetrating would it be?

And even if the diesel engine can't succeed, this little old man seems to be quite accomplished in dynamics, so why not stay? Let's just say that what I am most worried about is that after the introduction of shipyards, but they can't get Europa's ship engine technology, they can only buy finished engine products from them. If Mr. Davis had the help of Mr. Davis, it would not have been too difficult to build a domestic turbine that is at the world's advanced level today. Li Hongzhang can rely on domestic craftsmen to imitate the unearthed turbine, how can he be more impressive than him, right?

Seeing that Ye Zhao had been frowning and silent, the little old man was nervous, afraid that this Chinese nobleman would reject him.

Finally, Ye Zhao raised his head, stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand: "Okay, Mr. Davis, I agree to fund you, you can go to Foshan, the steel shop and the arsenal will fully cooperate with your research work, there are all kinds of iron engraving and other equipment, which should be able to meet all your needs." ”

The little old man was immediately ecstatic, and held Ye Zhao's hand tightly with both hands: "Thank you, thank you, Lord Duke, I will definitely not disappoint you." ”

Ye Zhao smiled and nodded.

The Xiguan Inventors Club has received groups of European visitors back and forth, and thousands of taels of silver have been spent on the hospitality, but almost all of these inventors are "utopian".

But the hard work was not in vain, and if Davis's invention could really be eyebrow-raising, it would be worth it.

…… Sitting at the main seat of the magnificent long pineapple wood dining table, eating an omelette, holding the "Cantonese Daily" that Ruyi had just scalded with a homemade iron.

At present, the number of newspaper subscriptions is not high, and there are no batches of newspapers delivered by newsboys, but the "Cantonese Daily" newspaper office in the General's Mansion has to be presented by someone early in the morning.

The newspaper is freshly baked, and if you look at it like this, it will be all black, because the ink has not dried, so it is necessary to iron it first, which is also the tradition of the British royal family and nobles to read the newspaper.

There are two beauties sitting on the left side of the dining table, the first one on the left is naturally Rong'er, originally Jin'er's grandmother couldn't be on the table, but Rong'er likes her very much, so she doesn't talk about those rules, Jin'er's grandmother is cautious, she has been paying attention to Rong'er's face, and helping Rong'er take care of spices and juices.

"Xianggong, I'm leaving! Go to school! Rong'er saw that it was late, so she hurriedly wiped her little mouth with a champa and jumped off the chair with her small body.

Ye Zhao couldn't help laughing, he was becoming more and more like a primary school student, and he was in a hurry every morning.

"Take a sandwich and eat it on the road! It's not good to have an empty stomach. Ye Zhao pointed to the bread and eggs on Rong'er's plate and said.

Rong'er shook her little head, picked up her beautiful schoolbag and ran out, no matter what, this bit of reserve is still there, and she will not really run around the street with food in her hands like a child.

Grandma Jiner hurriedly stood up and sent her off, "Sister go slowly." "Rong'er has disappeared in the early gust of wind.

Grandma Jin Er was stunned for a while before sitting back at the table, and then she was idle and began to enjoy breakfast lightly.

"Ruyi, this month's regular money has been sent, right?" Ye Zhao put down the newspaper and asked. Now Rong'er is busy with her homework, and she doesn't know if she has time to take care of these trivial matters, so she has to take care of it by herself.

"Yes, send it down! are all happy, and the girls below also said that they would pool money together to give the housemother a golden phoenix. Ruyi's words naturally mean something, and the monthly money of the Guogong Mansion has been using the new silver dollar system since this month, and each has risen in silver, so he is naturally grateful to Dade.

For example, the auspicious Ruyi fortune into the treasure of the four people, the original is two taels of silver monthly money, now it is four silver dollars, the dozen or so outer room girls, the original monthly case is half hanging money, now each person is a silver dollar, all miscellaneous servants, the monthly case has also increased, is to the whole house is full of joy.

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said: "They are filial, I know this, so don't break the bank, just say what I said." ”

"Yes." Ruyi softly agreed.

Grandma Jin Er has no right to speak, not to mention that the rules of the grandfather's mansion are not as good as other places, if it is another family, her concubine will naturally have a monthly routine, but she will definitely not be let out to do things.

"Jin Feng, your money is gone, and the dividends of the shares of the steel industry are held by yourself, how to use them."

Grandma Jin Er was stunned for a moment, and said busily: "This, how can this be?" "I was still thinking about it, whether I would keep ten taels of silver or twenty taels of silver every month, I was going to find someone who understood to inquire, how much money is the average concubine of the grandfather's family, this money can't be kept more, and it can't be left less, so you have to follow the rules.

Ye Zhao couldn't refuse: "Just listen to me." "If you want to say that the current property system is also a headache, mainly because of the patriarchal society, women have no property rights, let's say Jin'er Grandma, as a concubine, strictly speaking, she is her own property, and she can have private money, but if there is a business outside, there are more than 10,000 taels of silver shares, then it is absolutely impossible.

Ye Zhaodu said this, and Grandma Jin Er had no choice but to say softly: "Thank you, master." ”

"Master, Rui Si is here, it seems that there is something urgent." At the door of the restaurant, the cute little round face of the pretty girl Jinbao was revealed, and Ying Ying bowed.

"Yes." Ye Zhao slowly got up.

In the flower hall, Rui Si looked anxious, he just returned to Guangzhou yesterday, but he didn't want to encounter a shocking news, he didn't eat in the morning, and hurriedly came to see his grandfather.

"Master, Pan Tianxing was arrested by Monk Greenqin, the minions should die, they are all incompetent." This time can be said to be the biggest crisis encountered since Rui Si was in charge of the Internal Affairs Bureau, Pan Tianxing is the deputy head of the Internal Affairs Bureau, the second in command, has been active in Zhaoqing, half bright and half dark, who knows that the monk suddenly sent someone to arrest him, and even threatened to cut off his head.

Rui is burning in four or five, but he really doesn't have any ideas, monk king, who is not afraid of three points? He is a weed in the eyes of others, but if the deputy director of the Internal Affairs Bureau loses his head like this, who of the brothers below is not in danger? I'm afraid that Zhaoqing will become a forbidden place, no one dares to go, and when it comes to the monk king, don't you talk about the tiger's color?

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, "Why was you arrested?" ”

Rui Si said with a sad face: "Said that he was spying on the military situation, with ill intentions, and also said that he would ask for a kill at noon today!" Lord, save him. ”

Noon? Ye Zhao pulled out his pocket watch and looked at it, frowned, and then shouted outside: "Prepare the horse!" "Stride out.

…… There is a mound in the east of Zhaoqing City, surrounded by sparse and sparse groves, but now there are rows of brave and fierce soldiers, spears are lined up, far away, and the spirit of slaughter is coming.

This place is the place where the prisoners are executed in Zhaoqing Mansion, there are Jiangyang thieves who have no one to lead the corpse, often buried on the spot, a hundred years and thousands of years, this brings to the night ghost fire forest, extremely infiltrating, even if the blue sky is white, no one dares to approach, over time, this mass grave has become the birthplace of the ghost and ghost stories of Zhaoqing City, some people say that women can often be heard crying near this earthen hill at night, and there are no birds in the woods, and occasionally a few black crows "croak" call, but also make this mass grave appear gloomy and terrifying, desolate.

A wooden shed was erected on the mass grave today, and several officials sat in the shed, one of whom looked mighty in the middle, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and sat there without anger and might, which was really indescribable heroism and inexhaustible heroic bones.

This person is not an outsider, it is the minister of the Great Qing Dynasty, who led the Mongolian princes and princes to sweep away the Northern Expedition and the bandits.

Dozens of steps in front of the wooden shed, there was a person kneeling with a wooden sign stuck in his neck, and his body was scarred, as if he had fainted.

Next to the prisoner, the executioner was fat and strong, his face was full of meat, and he was holding a nine-ring machete in his arms, the cold air was fierce, and the blood groove was faintly red, and he didn't know how many people's blood he had drunk.

Looking at the sky, Sheng Bao, who was sitting beside Monk Lingqin, said respectfully and in a whisper: "Lord Wang, it's almost time." He was only afraid that things would change later, but he didn't dare to urge this fiery heroic prince. He wished he could cut off Pan Tianxing's head right now and teach Ye Zhao a bloody lesson.

As he spoke, Shengbao glanced at the little official of the Internal Affairs Bureau who couldn't stop fainting after being tortured, and said in his heart that your death is worth it, with the prince and I, the governor of Liangguang, seeing you off, you can be described as a vigorous death.

Monk Greenqin glanced at his head, and closed his eyes slightly, showing that it was noon.

Sheng Bao whispered again: "Lord Wang, it will change later!" The implication is that I am afraid that Ye Zhao will come.

"Just tell him to see!" Four words, the domineering spirit that looks at the world seems to rise to the sky, Shengbao's heart sank, he sat up straight, and said with a smile: "Forgive him for knowing that he is not interesting when he comes, and he will not dare to touch the prince's tiger beard." ”

Before the words fell, I heard the faint sound of horses' hooves in the distance, but it came very quickly, and the hooves were like thunder, rolling and rolling.

Monk Greenqin's tiger eyes opened suddenly, like lightning, and he couldn't force his eyes.

Shengbao's heart was like being hit hard by a sledgehammer, banging wildly, hurriedly turning his head, his heart was shocked, this, is this still a person? How can there be such momentum?

A few miles away, in the wind and sand, there was indeed a cavalry, with heavy armor and blue armor, and a cone-shaped array stabbed like sharp knives.

"Whew!" A deep and passionate horn sounded.

In front of the execution ground, the row of soldiers suddenly moved, and the huge tiger head wooden shields in the front row of "Bang Bang Bang" fell heavily one after another, the soil splashed, and a branch of spears stretched out from the shield array, and the dense spear tips flashed with a terrifying cold light, and the bloodthirsty murderous aura seemed to suddenly fill the heavens and the earth.

Shengbao shouted in his heart, the prince is really a prince, a crack soldier, and he is brave.

Suddenly, the cavalry had approached, and the knights grabbed the reins of their horses, and the horses neighed, and stopped dozens of paces away from the shield array of spears.

The heavy riding parted like a tide, and a graceful and luxurious young man rode out, could it be Ye Zhao?

"Lord Wang, Jing Xiang is in armor, forgive your sins!" Ye Zhao clenched his fists slightly, and his voice was clear.

"Little prince doesn't have to be polite!" Monk Greenqin's voice was like a bell, and he was imposing, "When this king beheads people, I will talk to you!" ”

Looking up at the sky, Monk Greenqin's eyes widened, he stretched out his hand and threw down the token, and said loudly: "Chop!" ”

Shengbao sighed in his heart, and really regarded people as nothing, like the prince, he could be called a hero in the world.

The token landed, and the executioner reached out to pull the wooden card behind Pan Tianxing's neck.

"Stop! Now it is said that if anyone touches a hair of his hair! I swear! He will tell his children and grandchildren that life is better than death! Seeing that the situation was critical, Ye Zhao's words of persuasion to persuade Monk Lingqin were useless, his face sank, he stared at the executioner dozens of steps away, and said word by word.

The executioner's body trembled, and he stayed there, although his face was full of flesh, after all, he was a person with parents and a wife, how could he dare to fight against the powerful of the dynasty?

Monk Lingqin snorted coldly, suddenly strode out, walked a few steps, snatched the ghost head knife from the executioner's arms, kicked it to the ground, and reached out to grab the prisoner's neck.

Baksh and Suna glanced at each other, and they all finished speaking, and now the master is going to suffer a big loss.

Ye Zhao's face also changed slightly, and he finally raised his hand slowly and shouted, "Gun!" ”

Baksh hurriedly handed the carbine in both hands.

Ye Zhao swept it, the muzzle of the gun hung to the ground, and silently looked at the monk king.

A gust of wind blew suddenly, the flag hunted, and the elite soldiers under the monk king, and the hundred battles blue flag under Ye Zhao, all held their breath at the moment, at a loss.

The earth-shattering collision of the two masters, who can intervene, and who dares to intervene?

"Smack", the death card was thrown to the ground by Monk Greenqin, and then he slammed the snow bright machete, and it slashed down like lightning, Ye Zhao's actions, he didn't care at all.

"Bang", the muzzle of the horse pistol in Ye Zhao's hand jumped up like a ghost, with the sound of the gun, but saw the monk king's footsteps staggering, "ding", the back of the ghost head knife sparked sparks, the monk king's mouth shook violently, the ghost head knife flew out of his hand, and turned in a circle in the air, "poof", inserted in the mud more than a dozen steps away, the handle of the knife trembled lightly.

The monk king raised his head suddenly, staring at Ye Zhao's face sharply, as if at this moment, he began to seriously look at this increasingly brilliant general star of the Great Qing Kingdom.

Ye Zhao stretched out his hand and threw the pistol to Bakshi, and hugged his fist at Monk Lingqin from afar.

Monk Lingqin didn't speak again, turned around and strode away.

On the battlefield, for the first time in his life, he was shot down by someone, and the monk disdained to be entangled anymore.

Shengbao was at a loss, and when he saw the shield array spear forest retreating in rows and following the monk king, Shengbao shuddered, and hurriedly ran to the carriage, and it would be bad if he was captured and captured if he didn't go.

His own Blue Flag Guard dismounted and ran over to rescue Pan Tianxing.

"Baturu!" "Barutu!" Suddenly, the blue flag guard couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, his arms hit his chest, the armor collided, and the metal rustled, and he rode his horse around Ye Zhao in a circle to show his reverence for his master.

"Baturu!" "Baturu!" "Baturu!" "The world's No. 1 Baturu!" Soon, all the blue flags made the same movements, cheering, singing and singing, and galloped around in front of Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao smiled, enjoying their hot reverence, sighed in his heart, and showed his bottom again.

From the time he rode and shot in the woods of Huacheng, Ye Zhao gradually knew that he was not only lucky, but also full of energy, when he touched the gun, it was like making his arm and fingers, and he felt very good.

(To be continued)