Although the ministers said words of congratulations, there was no trace of happiness on their faces.
On the contrary, everyone was crying and sad, as if a disaster was imminent!
"Feiyu, tell me quickly, what is the principle of this thousand-mile sound transmission?"
After learning about the power of telegraph machines, Ying Zheng no longer dared to underestimate them, let alone treat them as scrap metal.
Looking at the telegraph machine again, it was like looking at a pile of gold and silver treasures!
Such a small thing can be carried by one person.
If you get to the battlefield, you can pass back the news from the battlefield anytime and anywhere.
And even if he is sitting in Xianyang, he can command thousands of troops!
"Huang Yuan led the craftsmen in manufacturing this telegraph machine. He knows the principles best. Let him introduce it!"
Ying Feiyu stretched his waist and yawned repeatedly, as if he was about to take a nap, and directly pushed away this long-winded matter.
"yes!"
Huang Yuan accepted the task with great interest and began to talk endlessly.
Ying Zheng and the ministers listened carefully.
Although some professional terms were confusing to them, they could probably understand it a little bit!
"Good guy, this seemingly simple little box actually has so many ways to do it!"
After listening to Huang Yuan's explanation, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.
"Oh! The power of technology is great! In less than an hour, we made so much money!"
"Who says it's not the case! If we had known this earlier, we wouldn't have been fooled by this!"
"What's the use of talking about this now? It's all just money to buy a lesson! If I make a bet with His Highness the Crown Prince again in the future, I will be a dog...!"
The ministers looked remorseful.
"Haha! I never thought that such a small machine could completely change Da Qin's communications!"
Ying Zheng laughed heartily again.
Before this, Da Qin's communication basically consisted of writing letters.
If a soldier is sent to the army, the wealthy family will find a servant to deliver the message.
Even on the battlefield, one can only rely on fast horses to deliver news!
But from now on, those things will become a thing of the past. It’s strange that Ying Zheng can’t be happy!
"Immediately produce mass production, as much as I want!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand and immediately issued the order.
The telegraph machine was made by Ying Feiyu's craftsmen. If Ying Zheng wanted it, that boy would never give it to him.
According to him, technology is priceless.
He couldn't buy the technology, but the court could still afford the telegraph machine he produced!
After all, they are just two small boxes. No matter how expensive they are, they are still not worth the price of a steamship!
"Your Majesty, this telegraph machine can transmit messages in an instant. If it can be placed in the army, it will be able to fully demonstrate its role!"
Hearing that mass production was required, Wang Ben was the first to apply.
If such a good thing were placed in the hands of border soldiers, as long as there was any movement, troops would be sent to support immediately to protect the people of Great Qin from being bullied.
Even if there is no war at the border, it can still be used to mobilize troops and generals.
In short, it has many functions!
"Haha! Accurate!"
The reason why Ying Zheng demanded mass production was for this reason.
Da Qin relied on its superior military power to conquer this land.
With the latest communication methods, the army must be equipped first!
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue has also applied to equip telegraph machines!"
If there is a good thing, Zhang Han, the monkey spirit, will definitely not be left behind.
How could he not snatch up such a good thing as a telegraph machine?
"Hey! Let me tell you, Lao Zhang, why are you, a person from the household department who collects money, worried?"
As soon as he heard that Zhang Han wanted to rob him, Wang Ben gave up.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Industry has many projects, and a telegraph machine is needed to report the progress of the projects!"
"As well as the minister's staff, promotions and transfers all require telegraph machines!"
"Don't we need the Criminal Department? Once a serious criminal is discovered somewhere and a message is passed back, the Criminal Department can immediately send people to arrest him. We will not miss the opportunity and let the serious criminal go...!"
With Wang Bi and Zhang Han taking the lead, Feng Quji, Meng Yi, and Kang Anping followed closely and started competing.
"If you say that, I, the Ministry of Etiquette, have to ask for it too...!"
Everyone wanted new gadgets like telegraph machines, so Chunyu Yue also joined in.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he received sharp looks from several other people.
"Why does your etiquette department need a telegraph machine?"
"That's right! Whether it's preparing for a ceremony, holding a sacrifice, setting up a school, or taking an imperial examination, it's all done in the city. Things that can be solved by a fast horse, why are you trying to rob us?"
The old guys all rolled their eyes.
"I……"
When they said this, Chunyu Yue was immediately speechless.
They really got it right.
Most of the work of the Ministry of Rites is carried out in Xianyang, and other counties are rarely involved.
"Feng Chan...! Yes! Our etiquette department wants a telegraph machine to prepare it. Can't we wait for the next Taishan Feng Chan ceremony?"
The telegraph was a new thing and he had to fight for it.
So my brain raced quickly, and I finally found a matter that needed to be carried out in other counties!
That is Taishan Fengchan!
The so-called Zen ceremony is a ceremony in which the emperor stands on the highest peak and worships heaven and earth.
Tell heaven about the emperor's various achievements, tell the earth that he is a qualified emperor, and everything he does is in line with heaven!
Nowadays, thirteen years have passed since the last time the Zen was enshrined. Great Qin has also undergone earth-shaking changes. If I can't guarantee that someday, Your Majesty will go to Mount Tai to enshrine the Zen. Wouldn't their Ministry of Rites need to use a telegraph machine?
After saying that, Chun Yuyue glanced at several people provocatively.
He didn't believe it. How many old guys dared to refute this reason?
Is it possible that you don’t want your Majesty to go to Zen?
"Forehead……"
Sure enough, after hearing this, several old guys closed their mouths and stopped talking like cocks that had been defeated in a fight.
Ying Zheng's eyes lit up as he seemed to have thought of something, "Okay, stop arguing. When the telegraph machine is successfully developed, I will definitely send two of the six telegraph machines to you, haha!"
Ying Zheng was in a good mood today. Even if the old guys quarreled again in the court, they did not reprimand them.
"Huang Yuan, after mass production of this telegraph machine, is it possible to guarantee the supply of six units?"
"Don't worry, your majesty. The reason why the previous research was slow was because we had no experience in this area. We crossed the river by feeling the stones and failed many times before we succeeded in developing it! But now that we have experience, it will be much easier to manufacture again!"
Huang Yuan reported with a smile on his face.
"That's good! Haha!"
Ying Zheng held his big belly in his hands, grinning from ear to ear, "When the telegraph machine is produced, I will equip each of your ministries and other counties with one. When the time comes, it will be much more convenient to communicate with each other!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Everyone quickly raised their hands and thanked him.
This is the only thing they are happy about today.
