The daily life of a science genius who travels through the book group

Chapter 481 The First Telegram

As the year approached, a major event occurred in the palace, and that was: the cable telegraph line linking Taiyuan Jinwang Mansion and the Imperial Palace in Beijing was about to be connected.

It was also to give his father a New Year gift, Li Zhao planned to send the first wired telegram to the capital on New Year's Day.

At the same time, the lines linking Shanxi Town and Taiyuan Prefecture, as well as from the capital to Daning Dusi and Liaodong Dusi, were also being constructed simultaneously.

Guarding eunuchs all over the country have received orders to build local telegraph stations.

Although most people don't know what a telegraph is and what a telegraph station is for, it is stated in the imperial decree that the telegraph station is built next to the post station, and even the blueprint of how the cement house needs to be built is not clear. attached to the decree.

Seeing that Li Zhao was holding the blueprint research of the second phase of the telegraph project in his hand, Song Qingyue said enviously: "Father is still the same, so impatient... I still remember that he saw that the old man could crack the table with a single palm." Well, why don’t you act like it’s too late!”

Li Zhao shook his head with a smile, pulled Song Qingyue to sit on his lap, kissed her cheek, and muttered: "We haven't controlled it much this year, why hasn't your stomach moved yet? I don't know about the Longevity Day next year." Before, there was no time to announce the good news to the father."

"Hiss!" Song Qingyue rolled her eyes in distaste, "You're serious, what nonsense are you thinking about!"

Li Zhao held her forehead and smiled deeply, his eyes seemed to be able to drown people in it.

"You said, this year has been very busy, and there is no time to rest." He put down the blueprint in hand, wrapped his arms around the woman in his arms, and rested his chin on her shoulder and said, "For Chinese New Year, Let's not talk about business."

Song Qingyue snorted: "Why not talk about business?"

"Talk... talk about love!"

puff!
Song Qingyue burst out laughing, and her body relaxed accordingly.

Li Zhao tilted his head and kissed her on the cheek: "You said that your father acted like it was too late for everything, so why not yourself? We all are. Next year, don't use a whip to whip yourself like a spinning top, eh ?”

"Okay! Let's all slow down next year!"

The two embraced each other, enjoying the little warmth of the moment, but they both knew that, this is just to say, it is impossible to really slow down if you are slow.

On New Year's Day in the sixth year of Tianqi, the emperor waited in the telegraph room before dawn, and breakfast was served in the telegraph room.

But a few days ago, the secret letter sent by Li Zhao clearly stated that the signal was only sent at Sishichu!

But the emperor just couldn't wait!

He was holding a bowl of bird's nest porridge and sitting in front of the wind-up clock from the arsenal, staring at the pointer, looking very silly.

But the emperor himself doesn't care, he only cares about the telegraph receiver in front of him now.

Think about it, the news can be transmitted from thousands of miles away to his hand with almost no time difference. Even if he already has a little understanding of the principle, he will still feel that this is simply a miracle from heaven!

But God bless Da Zhou, bless his own ironclad evidence!

That's right, only he can trigger such a miracle.

He is the real Dragon Emperor!
After dawn, several confidants came one after another.

Thinking that today there will be a telegram from Taiyuan Mansion to the capital, who cares about the New Year!We all look forward to witnessing the moment of miracles!
"Song Aiqing, Xiao Song, auspicious new year!" Before the courtiers could greet him first, the emperor took the lead in speaking auspicious words to the Song family father and son who came in.

Song Jianming and Song Chenxu hurriedly bowed down: "Long live your majesty! Long live your majesty! I wish your majesty a happy new year!"

"Don't be too polite! Don't be too polite! Get up and sit down!"

Not only was the emperor in a good mood, but his face was also flushed. Obviously, he had been in a particularly good mood recently.

I personally went to pull Song Jianming's sleeve, spread out a big week map, pointed to the lines connected on the map, and began to talk about this year's construction plan.

Not long after, Lu Zongli, Zhang Guangjian, Eunuch Yang, Fu Chengfeng, Yu Weiliang, Jiang Yuanchao, Shuai Jicheng, Xiao Jinrong, and several generals such as Ning Gongye, Ning Yuan, Xu Gongye, Xu Youzhong.

Here, Lord Ning, Lord Xu and other military generals such as Xungui had no idea about cable telegrams before today. Everyone only knows what kind of project the emperor is repairing. The line of more than 2 miles passes through Baoding Mansion, Zhending Mansion, Jingxing County, Pingding Prefecture and Shouyang County, linking from the Imperial Palace to Taiyuan Jinwang Mansion.

Everyone didn't know what this thick rubber-wrapped thread was for. Not only did they not understand, even the construction team themselves didn't know what they were doing.

In view of the fact that His Royal Highness has made ghost craft boats without oars and sails before, and the new rubber soles are also very comfortable, everyone's acceptance of new gadgets is much higher than before. Nothing comes as a surprise.

These generals all speculated that this thread should be related to the transmission of news.

But how it conveys the message, no one can guess.

On the first day of the new year, they were called into the palace by the emperor earlier to talk, and they thought it was the emperor's intention to show their closeness.

No one expected that they wanted to show them exactly how the thick and long wire conveyed messages!

The room of a total of ten square meters was filled to the brim by this group of big men, and the emperor sat on the table without any fuss, and picked up the code Chinese character book from time to time to flip through it.

Ning Hansong looked at the telegraph receiver in front of him with a look of doubt and apprehension.

"Master Song, what do you know?" He whispered into Song Jianming's ear and asked.

Song Jianming put his hands in his sleeves, smiled, and replied maliciously: "Well, the next official is the same as the father-in-law, and I have never seen it before!"

Hearing that Song Jianming claimed to be an inferior official, the corners of Lord Ning's mouth twitched.

It is such a librarian of the Academy of Sciences and the director of the Royal Printing Factory, who is only a ninth-rank sesame official in name, but he is called into the study by the emperor every three days to talk!
Who the hell dares to really treat this as a ninth-rank petty official?

"Master Song, you... don't be humble! Who in the whole Zhou Dynasty has more knowledge, Master Song?"

Ning Yuan stood aside, silently listening to his father flattering Song Jianming, no matter how unhappy he was, he accepted his fate.

Now he finally gradually understood why Li Zhao put his sister in the backyard as a display for that little girl of the Song family.

The little girl of the Song family is indeed a geek. She said that in the past year, the new equipment that the army has acquired: rubber-soled leather boots, linen backpacks, and aluminum cookware are all excellent things. The true colors of those new court supplies are full of praise. ("True color" originally referred to military rations, and later also generally referred to military supplies.)
Si time was coming, and when the minute hand of the clock slid towards the number 12, the hearts of those in the room who knew the telegram were in their throats.

Both Song Jianming and Song Chenxu were praying in their hearts that nothing would go wrong in this matter, but what they didn't know was that the most nervous person in the room was the emperor himself!

After spending so much effort and spending a lot of money to erect more than 300 miles of wires, we must never lose the chain at critical moments!

This kind of mood is like the director of the Spring Festival Gala. Under the eyes of everyone, he just wants to show the moment of miracles!

But Li Zhao didn't embarrass his old father after all, the pointer just passed 12, and the machine started to run by itself.

At this moment, everyone's expressions were similar, their eyes widened and they stared at the machine suddenly starting to move without anyone's intervention.

The paper roll connected to a set of reduction gears rotates slowly, driving a roll of thicker white paper to slide forward at a constant speed, and at the same time, the electromagnetic head embedded with carbon black blocks ignites on the paper strips, marking long and short lines on the paper. short trace.

While the paper was running, a small inner prisoner wrote a series of new numbers on another piece of paper based on the long and short scratches on the paper, and then another small inner prisoner opened a book. A thin booklet that converts those numerical codes into corresponding Chinese characters.

Ning Hansong and Grandpa Xu stared at them dumbfounded the whole time.

The entire telegram took about five minutes to send, and another ten minutes or so to convert from code to text.

It was a short New Year greeting from His Royal Highness King Jin. First, he revealed his identity, and then he wished his father good health and a happy new year. He also said that everything in Taiyuan is well, that he and the concubine are both in good health, and that Li Kun read well, etc. Finally, I wrote a letter hoping my father would reply.

This short telegram has a total of 38 characters.

But with just these 38 characters, in the past, messengers had to go over mountains and ridges, and it would take six or seven days at the fastest to deliver the letter!What's more, it is still a world of ice and snow in winter!
When the roads are icy and the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, it is even more difficult to send a letter!
But with the thread of more than 300 miles, the letter was delivered in just a cup of tea!

The emperor looked at the letter, tears flashed in Gao Xin's eyes, and he said three good words in succession.

It was also the first time for Song Jianming to see him. While being shocked, he did not forget to remind the emperor: "Your Majesty, His Highness is looking forward to your reply!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The emperor took the note translated by the little eunuch, and patted himself on the forehead, "Look at me, I am so happy to write back!"

The emperor immediately ordered to Eunuch Wang: "Wang Luen, please help me to reply quickly, just say... the telegram has been received. Everything is fine!"

"Hey! This servant will convert it into code."

Ten characters, one comma, a total of 44 numbers, 176 grid signals, the little internal supervisor responsible for translating the telegram has been trained for a whole year, and it was converted into a telegram code in less than 5 minutes. Another small internal supervisor who sent the telegram According to the small internal supervisor in charge of translation, the supervisor manually typed the signal on the telegraph sending machine.

Finished in less than 2 minutes.

Only then did everyone present know that the signal was sent out like this!

After two cups of tea, the receiver started working again.

The news from Taiyuan this time is: "Received the reply, Li Kun wishes New Year to Grandpa Huang!"

Because the word "Kun" was not included in the two thousand characters, "Kun" was used instead, and the emperor didn't mind after reading the letter.

Thinking of that little grandson, I just feel that the tip of my heart is softening, and the corners of my mouth are cracked on both sides, and I can't hold it back!
Everyone in the room could see the expression on the emperor's face clearly, and they became more and more certain in their hearts that the grand prince's trip to Shanxi was definitely not driven out of the capital because of suspicion between father and son, he was going to work for the emperor in Shanxi !

At the same time, the Prince's Mansion in Taiyuan, Shanxi was full of jubilation.

Although it is said that when the wires were erected, they were tested while erecting the wires, but now that the wires are connected, the feeling that they have successfully communicated with the capital is still very exciting!
This is more than 1000 miles in length!Coupled with the constant wind and snow since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, even Song Qingyue herself can hardly guarantee that nothing will go wrong today.

Little Li Kun was not as excited as his parents. As a child, he couldn’t figure out how far more than 1000 miles were, but he and his parents often played the game of “Telegram”. When Li Zhao went to inspect the arsenal, , and often bring him by his side.

There are a lot of models of electrical equipment in the mother's study. This kid is already used to steam engines and various electrical machinery.

When talking about the principle of electronic induction, Song Qingyue didn't know whether he really understood it or just repeated what he had said.

Seeing her son's intelligence, Song Qingyue felt mixed feelings.

It's good to be smart, but people who are too smart often live unhappy lives.The smarter you are, the easier it is to compete with yourself and find trouble for yourself.

She herself is a living example.

During the Lantern Festival, the husband and wife took Xiao Kunkun to the street to watch the lanterns and Aoshan Mountain. Li Kun smiled very happily, and Song Qingyue's heart was filled with mixed feelings on that innocent face—the days of such innocence are not long up.

After January, the children recommended by Zhaoyue Primary School in various places in Shanxi, as well as the children who were willing to participate in the selection, all gathered in Fucheng, Taiyuan.

On February nd, the first round of testing began on time, and the foundation was really poor.

Song Qing plans to screen out two-thirds of the people in the preliminary test stage, leaving about 150 children.

The house donated by Boss Dong has been officially transferred to the Prince Jin Mansion, and Song Qingyue even made some renovations.

A batch of cement dormitory buildings were built in the yard.

In the next three months, all the children sent here will receive unified education and live together.

The official exam is three months later.

Therefore, even if the foundation is poor, as long as the progress is fast enough, it is possible to be left behind.

In addition, during these three months, there will be gentlemen sent by the palace to observe everyone's living conditions, and those whose conduct is too bad will also lose the election.

Li Zhao also just heard that Song Qingyue didn't take the exam directly, but had to let these more than 150 children live together for three months before taking the exam.

"This trick of yours...hahahaha, it really works." Li Zhaochao and Song Qingyue cupped their hands, expressing their admiration.

Many of them are the young masters and young ladies of the officials' families. If there is someone with a particularly bad heart, Song Qingyue will definitely not keep them.

Three months is enough time. They are children, and if they want to act, how can they have the ability to not miss the fox's tail for three months?
For these three months, Song Qingyue will send Li Kun to live with these children, and also ask the little guy to write a diary every day.

Little Li Kun can now write nearly characters in simplified characters. Song Qingyue also taught him Pinyin.

It is still the stage where this young master is willing to share all his secrets with his mother unconditionally.

Song Qingyue was also full of curiosity and anticipation about what this brat was thinking all day long.

Li Xiaokun heard that he would live with many children in the next three months and could play with them every day, so he asked Song Qingyue happily every day when he could start.

"The eighth day of February! I've told you many times!" Song Qingyue was just grading the test papers, and this kid frequently came in to harass his hard-working mother!

"Mom, can Kunkun help you correct it?"

Song Qingyue glanced at him, thought for a while, glanced at the test paper again, pointed to the first few regular questions and said with a smile: "Okay, then Akun will help mother correct these five questions, is it okay?"

"No problem at all!"

Li Kun raised his little chin, with a stinky face, exactly like Li Zhao.

Song Qingyue sighed in her heart and shook her head, thinking that this kid would probably become a nuisance like his father in the future.

Just like this stinky fart, beware of chasing your wife in the crematorium in the future!

(End of this chapter)