Since this was the first time for the craftsmen to carry out actual operations, and there were Ying Zheng and civil and military officials watching, the craftsmen were inevitably nervous and sent telegrams carefully for fear of transmission errors!
After a while, a craftsman stood up and bowed to Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, the information has been transmitted!"
"Okay! Haha!"
Ying Zheng responded with joy, and then glanced at the ministers with interest.
"What? Just press it a few times and make intermittent beeping sounds, and that counts as transmitting information? Are you kidding me?"
The ministers thought it was incredible at first, and then shook their heads, thinking that this was impossible.
With such a small voice, even they struggled to hear it, how could it possibly transmit information?
"Next, let's just wait. It won't take long for the guards to pass the news back!"
Ying Feiyu crossed his legs and smiled leisurely, obviously full of confidence.
Sure enough, in just two-quarters of an hour, the guards entered the palace on fast horses and galloped over.
"Your Majesty, this is the message received by the telegraph machine!"
The guard knelt on one knee and held a piece of paper in his hand.
Jing Fu walked over quickly, took the note and handed it to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng was excited, glanced at everyone, and slowly opened the note.
At this time, the entire hall was silent, and everyone's attention was focused on Ying Zheng's hand!
Huang Yuan and the craftsmen were afraid that information transmission errors would cause the test to fail.
And the officials are afraid that if the news is really successful, they will lose the money in their pockets!
The veterans are very conflicted. On the one hand, they hope that the telegraph machine will be successful and benefit the country and the people.
On the other hand, they hope to fail because each of them bet 10,000 gold!
If you lose, all the money will be wasted!
"Hahaha!"
However, Ying Zheng unfolded the note and burst into laughter when he saw the writing on it.
Looking at his face that had turned into a chrysanthemum smile, the ministers' hearts immediately sank.
"It's over!"
Needless to say, the exact same message must have been sent back from outside the city, otherwise His Majesty would not be so pleased.
In this case, they lost!
"This telegraph machine is really magical. The news sent back is exactly the same as what I wrote on this court!"
Ying Zheng laughed heartily for a long time before speaking.
"What? It actually succeeded?"
For the ministers, this was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.
Each of them had bet a lot of money on Ying Feiyu's bet of one to three!
If the production is successful, doesn't it mean they have lost?
Not only did he not make any money from His Royal Highness, he also helped himself into it!
"Haha! Take this off and show it to all of you, dear friends!"
Seeing everyone's expressions as if they had eaten shit, Ying Zheng handed the note to Jing Fu and asked him to give it to these old guys.
He guessed that as soon as that kid showed his shrewd smile, he was definitely holding back nothing good.
These tough guys can't even see it!
Is it okay now? In the civil and military circles of the entire dynasty, few were spared!
"Let me see...!"
Kang Anping was the first to run over and picked up the note in Jing Fu's hand, "Any place where the sun shines is the land of Qin!"
Then, he eagerly grabbed the few big characters that Ying Zheng had just written in front of the telegraph machine, "Any place where the sun shines is the land of Qin!"
"Exactly the same?"
Kang Anping took a few steps back with surprise on his face.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Yes! This is impossible! How did the news get out?"
"This is amazing!"
"Your Majesty didn't say anything before he wrote these words. Even we don't know what your Majesty wrote!"
"Is it really that machine...?"
The ministers came over one after another and looked at the contents on the two pieces of paper.
Apart from the different handwriting, there is nothing different.
Even the punctuation marks above are exactly the same!
The hut of the power plant is far away from the palace, and it takes at least half an hour to go back and forth.
And they were just counting the time. From the time the craftsman announced that the news was sent to the time the note was sent back, it only took two-quarters of an hour. It was absolutely impossible to fake it!
In other words, this machine can really deliver messages?
Thinking of this, all the ministers turned pale!
"Father, can this test be considered a success?"
Ying Feiyu glanced at everyone, smiled jokingly, and deliberately asked Ying Zheng.
“The message sent out is exactly the same as the message sent back, so it’s naturally a success!”
Ying Zheng smiled and nodded.
"Masters, we are willing to admit defeat. The bets can be sent directly to Bieyuan and handed over to Yu Wenxuan!"
"Hmph! Prince, don't worry, we will never default on your debt!"
Feng Quji twisted his head with a sullen look on his face.
"Your Majesty, I don't accept it. Maybe it was just a coincidence! Can you let me try it?"
Even though the facts were in front of him, Kang Anping still stiffened his neck and looked reluctant, wanting to try again to see if a miracle would happen.
"Yes, yes, try again, try again!"
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately received support from all the ministers.
"Okay! Kang Shangshu, please feel free to do whatever you want!"
Before Ying Zheng could speak, Ying Feiyu made a very generous gesture of invitation.
Jingfu brought a pen and paper and let Kang Anping write on it!
After a few strokes, the craftsmen began tinkering with the machine again with serious faces!
"Didi dididi..."
This time the sound was very short and ended within two beats.
Still two-quarters of an hour later, the guard ran in, holding a piece of paper.
"Kang Anping!"
After Ying Zheng saw it, he laughed out loud.
This old guy actually wrote down his name simply and crudely!
"how is it going?"
The other ministers blinked and stared at Kang Anping hopefully, hoping to be denied.
"well……!"
However, Kang Anping sighed deeply and lowered his head helplessly.
"Well, you should talk!"
This directly angered the veterans.
What does it mean to just sigh? Tell me whether it is right or not.
Even if one word is wrong, they can use this as an excuse to overturn their previous bet!
"Do you need to say this? It's word for word, what I wrote is my own name!"
Kang Anping frowned and grimaced.
"well……!"
Knowing this result, the ministers could only admit defeat.
If I had known this, I shouldn't have made a bet with His Royal Highness.
That kid never does anything he's not sure about. They were fooled by lard before.
As soon as I heard that I would pay three for one bet, I rushed forward and bet money like crazy!
Now, all the money has gone into the pocket of His Highness the Prince!
They will wait for the northwest wind in the second half of the year!
"Hahaha! I really underestimated this machine. It can transmit messages accurately even from such a long distance!"
Seeing the defeated expressions of the old guys, Ying Zheng felt very good and happy.
"Father, this is only a few dozen miles away. Even if the telegraph machine is thousands of miles apart, it can still deliver the message accurately!"
Ying Feiyu smiled proudly, and then glanced at the ministers provocatively.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for obtaining this artifact!"
The ministers weakly raised their hands and congratulated him in an extremely perfunctory manner.
