Chapter 739: The IQs of the craftsmen exploded

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Xianglizhu had no idea whether the telegram could be made.

After all, this thing... is a bit beyond her cognition.

But think about it carefully, gramophone and camera, which thing is not beyond the scope of cognition? Wasn't it all done in the end under the auspices of Exiled Immortal?

In fact, there are two major difficulties in inventing this kind of thing.

The first big hurdle was: I believed it could be done.

The second biggest difficulty is: how to make it.

The first difficulty is actually more difficult than the second difficulty.

Countless failures will bring countless discouragements. With the time wasted, the energy wasted, and the many restless sleepless nights, many people simply gave up.

The advantage of these craftsmen is that Li Shui has clearly told them.

These things can be made.

All they have to do is concentrate on research, and they feel at ease knowing that their efforts will not be in vain.

So, this group of people began to study how to make telegrams.

After researching for a long time, I have no clue.

One tenant sighed: "We are too stupid to keep up with the idea of ​​banishing immortals."

One person said: "Yes, the idea of ​​banishing immortals is so wild and unconstrained that it can jump directly from one to a hundred. But we can only do it step by step like one, two, three, four."

Someone next to him said: "You are not allowed to beautify yourself like this. Compared with the banished immortals, are we here like 1, 2, 3, 4? We are clearly here like 0.1, 0.2, and 0.3."

Another person said: "Compared with the banished immortals, we are all 0.0001..."

Xiangli Zhu said quietly: "The new counting method Huai Guzi taught you is very interesting, isn't it?"

These craftsmen all laughed dryly and stopped talking.

Xianglizhu bit his lip and said bitterly: "This Huaiguzi clearly did it on purpose. He deliberately spoke vaguely and made us want to wait for me to write a letter to scold him."

The craftsmen were all startled, and stopped Xiangli Zhu one after another, and cried out: "Miss Zhu, you can't do this. You are the Marquis of Toyoda, and we are just small craftsmen. What if the banished immortal gets angry? , how can we bear the wrath of thunder?”

Xianglizhu rolled his eyes: "I'm just talking. If I can't make something, I still have to scold others. I'm not that shameless."

The craftsmen all breathed a sigh of relief and said one after another: "That's good, that's good."

After they finished expressing their feelings, they looked at Xianglizhu with embarrassed expressions: "But, how should we make this telegram?"

Xianglizhu stared at the letter for a while and said, "Literally speaking, this thing's name is a telegraph, and it should be something that uses electricity."

All the craftsmen nodded.

The craftsmen of the Electric Power Research Institute suddenly felt that the burden on their shoulders was heavier.

Xianglizhu added: "This thing can transmit information. Depending on what Ban Xian means, this thing can talk and communicate. Most of it requires the use of voice."

As soon as these words were spoken, the craftsmen of the Gramophone Research Institute felt that the burden on their shoulders became heavier.

Xianglizhu frowned: "The letter also said that a password is required. Why does a password need to be sent to send a telegram? Doesn't it mean that this telegram cannot be sent in normal language?"

As soon as this statement came out, the craftsmen who had studied the language far away became nervous.

Xianglizhu clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's focus on these research institutes and recruit some of the top talents. Other research institutes should also recruit one or two people to join in and come up with ideas."

"Since we have no clue about this matter, we can come up with wild ideas. No matter how absurd they seem, we can speak out boldly."

The craftsmen all agreed in unison.

Subsequently, the Telegraph Research Institute was quickly established.

The Telegraph Research Institute was very poor and had no clue, so every day it was just putting forward ideas and then accepting everyone's refutation.

A craftsman said: "If you want to build a telegraph, the first step is to build a wire. This wire must run from Xianyang City to the barbarian country."

The craftsmen said one after another: "You are wrong. Such a long wire, how much manpower and material resources does it cost? What if someone sabotages and cuts the wire in the middle?"

"What's more, how much wasted along the way? By the time the wires reach the barbarian country, the poor power will have been completely lost."

The craftsman said: "There is a way to solve this. We can build a power station dozens or even hundreds of miles apart."

"On the one hand, this power station can provide power for telegraphs, and on the other hand, it can provide power to surrounding villages and towns. By then, there will be no nights in Daqin, and every household in Daqin can use electric lights."

"Even if we can light electric lights on the roadside, the streets will be spacious and bright, and those bad guys who do evil will have to restrain themselves."

After hearing this, the craftsmen around them all had dark faces with longing.

However, some people still shook their heads: "No, no. Now we use coal to burn steam engines to generate electricity. How much coal will it consume using your method? I'm afraid that in a few days, all the wealth in the world will be lost." "

The craftsman from the Economic Research Institute laughed and said: "Don't you understand? According to the economic theory of banishing immortals, waste will not make the world financially poor. The most important thing is to let wealth circulate."

"Coal is just underground. We mobilize workers to dig it out. How many employment problems can be solved by mining, transporting, and building power plants?"

"Even after electricity became available, it was not just a matter of lighting. Since the generator was successfully developed, we have been working on electric motors, and now we have achieved preliminary results."

"In the future, Daqin will only become richer and richer, not poorer."

These words made the craftsmen nod.

However, these imaginations are really just at the stage of imagination.

After all, the current electricity is only enough to supply the palace. Even Xianyang City is not fully covered, let alone connected to the barbarian country?

Someone else said: "I came up with a second idea. Can we store the sound in the gramophone and then send the sound there using electricity?"

"Then let the banished immortal use another gramophone to restore the electricity into sound."

The craftsmen around him frowned.

They nodded one after another and said: "Well, you seem to have caught the meaning of banishing the immortal. I feel that this is what banishing the immortal means."

Others said with emotion: "But it's too difficult. How can you turn sound into electricity? Electricity is invisible and intangible. Until now, we have not fully understood how to turn it into sound." this……"

A craftsman suddenly laughed: "Why do we need to fully understand electricity? Let me ask you, do you fully understand sound? But didn't you still make a gramophone?"

"With a gramophone, you use a probe to leave grooves on the foil, and then the needle goes through it again, using the same grooves to restore the sound."

“If we could transmit the same groove pattern thousands of miles away through electricity, wouldn’t it be a success?”

The craftsmen around him said: "It sounds simple to say it, but it seems difficult to do it. How can those grooves be transmitted thousands of miles away? How can they be transmitted thousands of miles away by telegraph?"

Everyone was silent.

The craftsman who made the suggestion before laughed and said, "I'm just talking about a method. It's just a starting point. Whether it works or not, you still need to prove it."

Suddenly, a great master in electricity science said: "I think this may be possible."

"Recently, I have discovered through research that the size of the current can actually be controlled. For example, with a probe, when the current is high, it can carve deep grooves, and when the current is low, it can carve shallow grooves. Then That’s half the battle.”

"The remaining half is to use voice to control the size of the current. Different voices and different intonations will definitely cause different currents."

"Isn't this equivalent to restoring the sound?"

"If we can find a way to keep the electricity between Da Qin and the barbarian country consistent. If someone speaks here and the same current appears there, wouldn't it mean that the words are transmitted in an instant?"

The bodies of all the craftsmen shook violently: "Awesome. This is clearly what the banishment of the immortals means."

Xianglizhu was very satisfied with what he heard and said to the craftsman: "You have understood Huaiguzi's idea. Now, let's list the problems."

"The first problem is how to assume a wire. The second problem is how to use sound to control the current. The third problem is how to achieve the same current at both ends thousands of miles away."

Each of these three questions is as high as a mountain.

The craftsmen in Shangjun Courtyard immediately fell into deep thought.

In fact, it's much better now than before, at least now they know where the problem is.

Know who your enemy is and know in which direction you should go to solve it. This is much better than just being confused and having a black eye.

Soon, the craftsmen were divided into three teams and began to overcome these three difficulties respectively.

Xianglizhu stipulated that the three teams must gather together for a meeting every night to inspire each other.

…………

While the craftsmen were working hard, the court meeting was about to begin.

This morning, Feng Quli felt refreshed and energetic as he went to attend the court meeting.

In fact, he didn't sleep all night last night and kept simulating what would happen to the parliament in his mind.

According to his simulation, during the court meeting, he would first shrink into a corner and let the officials ridicule him, and then suddenly call Wang Wu out and ask him to declare on the spot that Wang Wu's diary was all fabricated. In fact, those military strategies were all He Feng Quli came up with it.

In this way, you can launch a desperate counterattack, and it will be a blockbuster, and it will shock the world immediately.

In the words of Prince's comics, this is called pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

When Feng Quli thought of this, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, Zhou Qingchen and his group also went to court refreshed.

Coincidentally, they also stayed up all night, thinking about today's court meeting.

Coincidentally, at the beginning, they also planned to pretend to be grandchildren.

Therefore, when these two groups of people met, their faces seemed to be very humble and completely lacking in confidence. He seemed very proud and proud.

Soon, the court meeting began.

Ying Zheng sat at the top and listened slowly to various government affairs.

The court officials also presented their memorials in an orderly manner.

Everything was calm and peaceful.

But everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm. The highlight of today is definitely not this.

Since the banishment of immortals to Xianyang City, especially after entering the court to discuss politics, will Great Qin still have peace?

These courtiers have almost forgotten what it feels like to be polite.

Finally, the political affairs in various places have been discussed.

The courtiers, who were already full of energy, were even more energetic.

They knew that the next thing to discuss about Huaiguzi and Feng Quli was.

Feng Quli has returned to Xianyang City, and it is said that Wang Wu has also been brought back.

So there should be a conclusion about what is going on in the barbarian country.

Ying Zheng looked at the courtiers a little tiredly.

He deliberately didn't mention this matter, but if he didn't mention it, the courtiers would inevitably think too much. If they overthink it and think about some random things, it wouldn't be good.

Recently, Ying Zheng reads more and more newspapers and understands this truth.

When the truth is not revealed, rumors will abound.

So, Ying Zheng said calmly: "Zhao Tuo, please tell me about the situation in the barbarian country."

Zhao Tuo responded and stood up. He planned to objectively talk about the situation in the barbarian country.

After all, the objective situation is already extremely favorable to banishing the immortal, and there is no need to exaggerate the facts.

Zhao Tuo saluted Ying Zheng, then looked at his colleagues and said: "I, Da Qin, live in the country of barbarians. We must win every battle and capture every attack. It can be said to be majestic. After the barbarian boys saw my Da Qin soldiers and horses, they all Trembling."

"The barbarian soldiers wanted to fight me at first, but now they are on the verge of collapse."

"I took more than ten people with me to bring Wang Wu back from the barbarian country. It was like entering a deserted land along the way. Who dares to stand in my way? Anyone who stands in my way will die."

A few simple words made the courtiers' blood boil.

Zhao Tuo added: "At the beginning, our Qin army occupied dangerous positions in the barbarian country. Starting from the barren land, it continued to encroach on the barbarian country. Now it has begun to attack cities and seize territory."

"By the time I come back, less than half of the barbarian country has fallen into the hands of my great Qin. It will be just around the corner to capture the rest."

"The soldiers and horses of the Qin Dynasty are invincible, and the king of the barbarians is trembling."

The courtiers nodded repeatedly and said with emotion: "Okay, okay."

Although Ying Zheng had known about this situation for a long time, he was still very excited when he heard Zhao Tuo say it again.

Sweeping across Liuhe, all the people in the eight deserts will be conquered.

There was a blazing flame burning in Ying Zheng's heart.

He looked far into the distance, from the gate of the palace, across the square to the clouds in the sky.

"I am the only one in heaven and on earth." Ying Zheng thought secretly.

At this time, Chunyu Yue stood up at an inappropriate time and said quietly: "Then, who was responsible for this tremendous feat?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the palace.