On the streets of the lower city of the Empire at night, a jeep was driving, and thick black smoke spewed back from the pipes, attracting the eyes of all kinds of people on the street.

Pickpockets, dancers, and fortune tellers who were tents at the street door looked at the roaring steel box with all kinds of surprises, horrors, or unfathomable attitudes. When the police officers who kept taking the bribe in the lower city saw the mechanical car coming, they did not go up to issue tickets, but put the police caps neatly, straightened the armed belts around them, swung the security stick, pulled the pedestrians aside, and made room for the motorcycle for the road.

This jeep, which has no paint brush, has many problems. It has many internal noises, the transmission gear has collapsed, and the materials are unqualified. The combustion efficiency in the cylinder is low and not well designed, so it emits black smoke. Of course, what's worse is that oil leakage occurs when the hydraulic and suspension enclosure systems are running.

This car is a vehicle that has just been taken off the production line, and the situation of this internal diesel locomotive represents the level of mass production of internal diesel locomotives in the industrial production line maintained by a large number of non-professional workers. Now there are two horses behind this jeep, because once the car breaks down, these two horses can tow the car that is lying away.

[After Binghe drove this deadly jeep locomotive into the roadside novice friendly machinery store.]

After the searchlights were turned on in this maintenance workshop, Binghe jumped off the locomotive. He directed the workers in the workshop to lift the jeep into a rollover shape (mechanical suit), and used magnetic rotation to remove the chassis screws to remove the damaged parts. Of course, in this process, the body will inevitably be covered with oil.

Binghe used a lot of magic to check the situation of the vehicle body. Every time he found a situation, he pointed to the situation and described the problem to the surrounding maintenance workers, and these young workers also took notebooks to record.

Repair is not only about solving the current problems, but also about summarizing and sorting out the number of failures of each group of parts, and finally feeding them to the production factory one by one. This is the regulations of the Binghe Novice Machinery Store. The factory must also respond to the maintenance store statistics in accordance with the regulations and respond to the solutions.

In order to make everyone in the production factory pay attention to these failures, Binghe directly linked the personal bonus judgment in the production factory to the store manager for the maintenance of the store, so that the factory cannot ignore the opinions of the after-sales service department.

In this feudal era, all modern production systems were blank.

Binghe only has modern production concepts and no experience. In order to obtain perfect institutional experience, we look forward to the most stupid and effective method of modernization, that is, we can participate in actual work in various departments, take the modern concepts we adhere to as the direction, and use practical steps as accumulation to create modern systems.

But people in this era do not understand.

Binghe, an attitude of being loyal to his job in the eyes of modern people, is quite childish in the eyes of the nobles of the imperial capital.

As a very noble fortress of the empire, he did not have the awareness of this identity. In the eyes of many nobles, "Isn't it enough to directly instruct the people below to do what Binghe is busy with now? There is no need to work so hard."

Many nobles mentioned that Binghe is busy now, and they covered their mouths and smiled: "Binghe is only sixteen years old and sixteen years old this year. This is innocent and immature."

[It's just that others can just smile, but some people cannot ignore the increasingly obsessed state of Bingshu.]

After two hours of busyness in the factory.

The guardian knight Bühler, behind Binghe, couldn't help but walk forward and suggested to Binghe who was lying under the car: "Mian, it's better for you to travel by carriage."

Binghe looked up and said, "Then I will never know how to build a car."

The Knight moaned a little: "You don't have to be personally, and there is no need to be every day..."

"Dangdangdang", Binghe held a wrench and knocked on the chassis. The black and gray particles on the chassis flew out from the place where the wrench hit, causing the knights on the side to take a few steps back.

Binghe said: "The empire's horse training farm has an annual output of 1.30,000 horses. Every time the empire engages in a large-scale war, the horse transportation capacity is slightly insufficient. It is not that the number of horses is not enough, but that the horse food is consumed, so that it will consume one-third of the food and fodder each time it transports 100 kilometers. However, the internal combustion locomotives are different."

Speaking of this, Binghe looked at the motorcycle fiercely and said, "I don't believe that I can't handle it within half a year."

The knight beside him said with a headache: "Sir, is it important that your princess has no car? You are going to see your princess today!" Binghe's oily body made the knight very collapsed.

Binghe said distressedly: "Well, I know, I will prepare immediately."

However, one minute later, Binghe stared at the bearing of the motorcycle for a few minutes. Binghe, who was unwilling to give up on a mechanical problem, looked up and asked in an accusation to the knight: "In the long run, the impact of the motorcycle on national policy is more important. So today, I'm going to take a leave?" Binghe's expression at this time was like a boy who was addicted to krypton gold, and he was addicted to it and could not extricate himself.

Looking at the speechless expression on the knight's face, Bingke, who came back from the madness, understood that the knight did not agree with his thoughts.

Chen Jia pulled Binghe's arm next to him and said, "Master, don't worry, I'm here."

After the two of them were tactful persuasion, Binghe slapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, I'm crazy, OK, I'll go, I'll go now."

After washing, Binghu, who had changed into clothes, got on the carriage prepared by the royal family, lay in the carriage, listening to the jingle of the golden bells of the eaves. Binghu, who was sleepy, leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

【Botanical Gardens in the Imperial Medical and Pastoral Area.】

In the colorful garden, two girls sat at the table and savored the collection of poems. The one wearing a pink long skirt was Li Yun, while the one wearing a goose yellow long skirt was Princess Xiyun.

Princess Xiyun put down the book, looked up and asked Li Yun, "Li Yun, have you greeted Binghe?"

Li Yun nodded to His Royal Highness Princess: "Your Highness, I have written a letter to him. He said, he said..." Li Yun said in confusion.

Xiyun was surprised: "Write a letter? Uh, didn't he see you?"

Li Yun raised her head and smiled reluctantly and said, "Your Highness, he is busy with mechanical techniques now, so..."

Xiyun raised his hand and said, "Okay, I understand." The princess smiled in understanding: "I know his hobbies."

Li Yun: "Your Highness is tolerant."

After four years, Li Yun is already a generous lady today. She is now a high-level mechanic and is expected to become a mechanical controller in the next three to four years.

Li Yun's talent is undoubtedly. When he was about to arrive in the imperial capital five years ago, in the arrangement of Gun Yan Sifen, Binghe was a brick, while Li Yun was jade. Li Yun's marriage was much more important than Binghe. Back then, the family asked Binghe to stare at the interaction between Li Yun and other nobles in the imperial capital.

I recalled that in order to complete the task, Binghe directly caught Plun Keis and made a match. Binghe: "I am very busy and have no time to investigate so many boys, so Cys decided it was you. The majesty of your Plun family should be able to scare away those suitors who are overestimating their abilities."

However, a year ago, Prince Canhong revealed to Qingjun and Ellotte that "After Binghe comes back, the royal family will marry the princess." The family's task for Li Yun is to become friends with Princess Xiyun and add impression to Binghe in front of the princess's palace.

This is not a good job for Li Yun. The gap in status and status made Li Yun whisper to cater to this princess who will marry the Gun Yan family in the future. And within a year, Li Yun felt that His Royal Highness was actually not satisfied with the marriage arranged by the royal family.

However, everything changed in the Steam Calendar May 1029, and the princess began to take the initiative to invite Li Yun to play together. She also asked Binghe about some things when she was a boy.

At the end of June, after confirming that the fortress of the Gun Yan family was about to return to the imperial capital, Li Yun became His Royal Highness the princess's closest close friend. But now, Li Yun missed Binghe who lived freely five years ago.

【As the carriage stopped in the medical and pastoral area.】

Binghe, sleepy Binghe walked out of the car. When he saw Xiyun and Li Yun together, Binghe bowed to His Royal Highness the Princess.

Then Binghe smiled at Li Yun and prepared to say something nice to Li Yun so that the niece would not lose her temper or be willful. However, beyond Binghe's surprise, Li Yun twisted the corners of her pink skirt very lady, and this set of actions was consistent with the move of the lady from the pulsing family who took the leave.

Li Yun smiled politely at Binghe: "Uncle, it's a bit late, I'll go back first."

Such a polite Li Yun made Binghe a little creepy, wondering if there was any conspiracy here. However, under Binghe's gaze, Li Yun just walked past Binghe and squeezed out a sad smile. Then she left.

Li Yun walked out of the garden and when she was going down the steps, she suddenly sprained her ankle while she was in a daze. When she squatted down, her pink skirt spread out like flowers blooming on the marble steps. Li Yun touched her ankle, suddenly sucking her nose and unable to control her sobs.

[And Xiyun and Binghe were soon left in the garden.]

This is the third time the two met, the first time in the library, the second time in the operating table, and now it is the third time,

In the botanical garden, Binghu dared not touch Xiyun's hand. Xiyun dared not be too far away from Binghu, nor did he dare to get too close to him without authorization. In the sea of ​​flowers, young men and women walked with each other, which was a beautiful picture. However, only the person involved knew how embarrassing this was.

Binghe knew about his marriage with the royal family, but Binghe did not know how Xiyun viewed this marriage. After West's failed confession, Binghe was now a little unconfident. Therefore, after returning to the imperial capital, he did not dare to take the initiative to meet His Highness the Princess. Now, under the help of Li Yun, Binghe was not sure about His Highness the Princess's idea. After all, there were obstacles to the communication between Binghe and Li Yun.

Binghe stopped on the stone steps in the garden. Xiyun, who looked down at the white boots under the corner of the skirt, also stopped. He raised his head and looked at Binghe curiously, and asked about the reason for the stop.

Binghe took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness, can we find a place where no one is, no, no, no one is staring at me."

Xiyun looked around in confusion, then looked at Binghe. After meeting his eyes, he bowed his head instantly and asked in an uncertain tone: "Is there anyone else around here?"

Binghe looked up slightly in several directions and said, "Your Highness, within a 1,000-meter range, at least three people are watching us." They are Binghe's knight bodyguards, court etiquette masters, and servants in the Botanical Garden, all of whom are professionals.

The distant vision and refraction techniques of these people made Binghe very angry now. Binghe yelled: "This kind of privacy-seeking behavior is illegal in my hometown (earth)."

When Xiyun heard Binghe's words, her face looked around red, but the observers around quickly hid after they found it exposed.

Xiyun looked up at Binghe and complained shyly: "Where is anyone else except you?"

When I saw this Highness, I didn't believe my words.

Binghe explained: "Domain, my domain can determine the surrounding situation. They are hiding in those places." Binghe hurriedly pointed at the places where people were hiding.

However, Xiyun looked at it and still showed disbelief. He said as low as a mosquito, "I didn't see anyone else, do you want to take me to another place?" The princess with her head down quietly looked up at Binghe's clumsy defense,

In Binghe's eyes, the princess's lips raised slightly, as if mocking her clumsy lies.

Feeling that his character was suspected, he expanded his field with full power, distorted the light technique, and projected the bee on the bud twenty meters away in the distance into the light cone in the palm of his hand.

Binghe put the light cone in front of Xiyun and said very seriously: "Your Highness, the observation of the field is very effective. Within one kilometer, I can see the bee's fluff clearly as long as I am in the field. I will not lie."

When Xiyun heard this, she suddenly became nervous, raised her legs, pressed her skirt with both hands, and looked at Binghe with a vigilant look. Her princess has heard of the role of the field.

Binghe was stunned for a moment and waved his hand quickly and said, "No, I don't, you don't want it, it's not what you thought."

Princess Xiyun, whose face was slightly red, pretended to be calm and explained: "I'm not, no. I'm just worried that the bugs will fly into the skirt."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Binghe followed the princess' words and comforted him: "Your Highness, don't worry about me, I won't let the insects bother you."

"Hmph" the princess turned her head angrily and gave Binghe a back, her ears were red.

Binghe, who realized that he had said something wrong, was sweating in a cold sweat. He waved his hand and defended: "Don't get me wrong. I mean, I used sound waves to drive out the insects ten meters away. There was absolutely nothing, not what you thought."
Chapter completed!