The soldiers outside responded loudly, and then there was a dense clang of armor leaves.
The atmosphere inside suddenly became tense, and many people are still confused.
"Don't be so nervous."
Li Yunze said with a smile, "No one knows how to use this thing except the people I trained. Even if it is taken away, it is just a pile of scrap metal."
After hearing this, Li Er looked at the banker who operated the radio station and asked, "How many people are there like this?"
"The first batch of twelve, although they are all very unfamiliar, they are at least usable."
Li Er nodded immediately, "These twelve people have all joined the Hundred Cavalry Division, and have been appointed as deputy lieutenants of Zhaowu!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
You must know that this is the sixth grade, which is higher than the county magistrate. It was given to the villagers so easily, and it was twelve at a time!
Hou Junji was already grinning from ear to ear. "My dear brother, how far can such a divine object transmit sound? Can it transmit sound thousands of miles?"
"With the current cleanliness of the ionosphere and the power of the radio, there will be no problem for thousands of miles."
After hearing this, Hou Junji immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.
With the help of such a magical creature, if he couldn't beat Gao Changlai, he might as well just hit the ball with his head and kill him.
With the detailed explanation and several instant messages exchanged with Lijiazhuang in Lantian County, everyone now understood that this thing can provide the fastest and most convenient communication thousands of miles away!
"It's a divine thing, it's a divine thing! It's definitely a divine thing!"
Even if you don’t know the principle, the work process, it doesn’t matter, as long as you know what this thing is used for.
"If we defeat the Western Turks, it will be a great benefit." Li Ji said, he looked down on small countries like Gaochang, and he only wanted to be on par with Li Jing, the God of War who defeated the Eastern Turks.
If you want to be on par with Li Jing, the only source of military success is the Western Turks.
The thought of pursuing and fighting thousands of miles across the grassland, with a radio station as a contact, would make one's scalp numb with excitement.
Li Er was extremely satisfied and immediately asked, "How much does this cost? How much does it cost?"
This person understands Li Yunze and knows that everything he takes out is charged.
As for offering it to the imperial court in exchange for banners, at least he was not willing to do so.
"Free gift."
Li Yunze's words shocked Li Er. Did he change his gender and want to contribute to the country?
Unfortunately, before the words of appreciation could be uttered, Li Yunze said, "The radio station is given away for free. Your Majesty wants these telegraph operators to be treated as free training. It's just that each time you send a telegram, you need to pay per word."
After hearing this, the smile on Li Er's face immediately froze, and an unpleasant feeling surged in his heart: "How much does one word cost?"
Li Yunze, who smiled kindly, raised a finger.
"A penny?" Li Er immediately smiled and stroked his beard, "It's not expensive."
Li Yunze simply shook his head, "Always."
Li Er's hands tightened and he almost pulled off his beard. "Always?! You are robbing me openly."
"It's lucky to be able to use such a magical thing with money." Li Yunze shrugged. "Your Majesty, think about it, even if it's six hundred miles, can it be as fast as this telegram? Six hundred miles at a time.
The cost of expedited delivery of letters is more than a hundred dollars?"
This is indeed true. Running six hundred miles in a hurry for several days is not worth the expense of being constantly beaten by similar horses and setting up and maintaining stations along the way.
As an emperor, the national power of the Tang Dynasty was booming, so he would naturally not be short of money.
If each telegram is as long as a hundred words or as few as a few crosses, that is, a hundred or ten words, it is not too much.
But the problem is, this thing is so easy to use, it must be used frequently. If accumulated over many years, that is a huge amount.
If it were another person, he would just grab it.
It's a pity that I can't grab it.
Li Er scratched his head a little, and subconsciously said, "To give me face, can you reduce it some more?"
As soon as this was said, everyone fell silent.
If Li Yunze doesn't give him face, then this matter will not end well.
"Of course I have to give it to His Majesty." Li Yunze smiled slightly, "Then let's cut it in half. For His Majesty's sake, how about five hundred liters per word?"
Li Er, who thought that he must summon the best craftsmen in the world to create such divine objects, immediately nodded, "Yes."
Everyone sat down again, and Hou Junji lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, do these magical objects come from the fairy world?"
"There are no gods." Li Yunze shook his head repeatedly, "This is just a craftsman's skill."
"A craftsman?" Hou Junji was greatly surprised, "Can a craftsman make such a magical thing?"
"What craftsmen do is technology. When the level of technology reaches a certain level, corresponding products will naturally appear. Things that seem like fairy treasures are not such a big deal when the craftsmen's skills are reached to the extreme."
Having said this, Li Yunze smiled slightly, "The end of science is theology."
Li Yunze's words made many people feel ripples in their hearts.
Many of the things he took out seemed magical, but when viewed separately, they didn't seem so difficult to understand.
Even railways are just iron forged into long strips and laid on the ground.
Even the train is just a big piece of iron.
Thinking of this, Li Er became more determined to cultivate craftsmen.
'It's just a matter of forging various irons into different styles and then assembling them together. As long as it is knowledge, there will be a time when you can learn it.'
The music started playing again, and everyone started changing cups again.
Unexpectedly, Yuchi Jingde, who had been simmering with anger before, saw that Hou Junji and others who were about to go on an expedition had such precious support, and the anger in his heart became even more burning and uncontrollable.
He waved his fist as big as a casserole and once again raised the topic of 'Why do you sit in front of me?'
Sitting aside, Li Daozong, the king of Rencheng, persuaded him to stop arguing, but Yuchi Jingde immediately cursed him.
Simply cursing wasn't enough, so he simply waved his fist and hit Li Daozong in the eye.
Judging from his strength, this punch could directly blind Li Daozong's eyes.
Li Daozong had also been in battle and was not a weak scholar.
But he never thought that Yuchi Jingde would attack him at this moment. He was unprepared and could only watch the iron fist coming straight to his eyes.
Then his fist was fixed in front of his eyes.
The first thought in Li Daozong's mind was, 'This reckless man has finally sobered up.'
Then he saw a hand reaching out from the side and directly holding Yuchi Jingde's wrist.
Yuchi Jingde, who already had a dark face, had turned his face into a dark purple color due to suffocation.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't free his fist.
The situation here naturally attracted everyone's attention. After all, as long as Li Yunze was present, almost everyone's attention was on him.
The one who blocked Yuchi Jingde's fist was naturally Li Yunze.
He turned his head and looked at Yuchi Jingde, "Are you drunk?"
Yuchi Jingde, who looked extremely ugly, did not speak, but clenched his other fist and smashed it directly towards Li Yunze.
Li Yunze did not hide or evade at all. He directly grabbed Yuchi Jingde's wrist and stood up, dragging him directly into the hall.
Before Yuchi Jingde could stabilize his body, Li Yunze threw him up and hit him heavily on the ground.
Yuchi Jingde was a world-famous warrior, with a huge body and a round waist of more than 200 kilograms.
But he was treated like a toy doll by Li Yunze, tossed around and smashed on the ground several times.
Every time it hit the ground, there was a dull sound, and the wine glasses on everyone's tables were knocked to the ground.
Li Yunze let go of his hand, squatted down and asked, "Are you drunk?"
Yuchi Jingde did not respond because he had already been knocked unconscious.
Turning to look at Li Er, Li Yunze greeted, "Mr. Wu Guo drank too much."
'Nonsense! We all saw it, it was obviously you who knocked him unconscious!'
Facing everyone's horrified looks, Li Yunze spread his hands and said, "I am born with supernatural powers."
Li Er sighed and called for the sergeant to come in and carry Yuchi Jingde out to the imperial physician for treatment.
"Take it easy." Li Yunze told the sergeants, "If his bones are broken, let the imperial doctor set his bones first."
Everyone was horrified by what he said.
Li Daozong came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Thank you for your help! This great kindness will never be forgotten!"
Raising his hand and patting Li Daozong on the shoulder, Li Yunze taught him earnestly, "Don't drink with bad drinkers. If you get into trouble, you'll be in trouble."
When something like this happened, the banquet naturally couldn't go on, and the banquet ended quickly and everyone dispersed.
After drinking two bowls of hangover soup, Changsun Wuji came to Li Er's palace.
Seeing Li Er caressing the radio, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
"Jingde is becoming more and more outrageous." Li Er, who was standing with his back, said, "When he sobers up, go and tell him. I read the "Book of Han" and found that few of the heroes of the Han Emperor were able to save themselves. I often blamed him in my heart.
Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty. Therefore, after he ascended the throne, he always wanted to protect the heroes and let their descendants be safe. But after you became a high-ranking official and continued to violate national laws, you realized that the murders of Han Xin and Peng Yue were not the fault of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty. The most important thing in governing the country is only
Rewards and punishments. Don't give too much undue favor. You must be strict with yourself and don't do anything you regret.'"
This was already a very severe beating, and Changsun Wuji, who felt a little cold in his heart, hurriedly responded, "Wei."
As for the fact that Yuchi Jingde was knocked unconscious instead of being drunk, Li Er's question was, "Do you think Zihou is born with supernatural powers?"
"Innate divine power?"
Changsun Wuji smiled bitterly, "What kind of innate supernatural power is this? It's clearly a special skill. Your Majesty also knows how strong Wu Guogong is. Those arms once pinched the enemy to death on the battlefield."
"I believe that Duke Wu's arms are as strong as a thousand kilograms. But with such magical power, in front of the county magistrate of Lantian, he is as helpless as a child. This is true, this is true."
Li Er also sighed.
He had never seen anyone stronger than Yuchi Jingde. Maybe Xue Ju, the overlord of the Western Qin Dynasty, could be stronger than Yuchi Jingde, but his strength was limited.
Such a fierce general, but in front of Li Yunze, he is like a bag, which is really speechless!
"Back off."
Li Er waved his hand and then said, "Look for an opportunity to mention the matter of beauty to Zihou."
Changsun Wuji's fat body trembled, and he hurriedly saluted and responded.