Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 232 Technology Changes the World
"Not here yet? Why are you so slow? Didn't we agree on this time?"

Inside the Fengtian Hall of the Imperial Palace, the old man paced back and forth in the hall, occasionally looking at the radio transmitter in the middle.

The ministers nearby, those who understood were all looking forward to it, while those who didn't were all confused.

I don't understand why Your Majesty is staring at an iron box?

"Hai Yushi, what exactly is this? It seems that His Majesty takes it very seriously."

A junior censor in the Censorate couldn't understand it for a long time.

The first court meeting of this year was not about discussing matters, but instead about gathering around an iron box. This was really too much of a joke.

If their boss hadn't spoken yet, the censors below would have started criticizing him long ago.

Hai Rui, who was holding a board and resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyelids slightly when he heard his subordinates' questions.

After the Shandong case was handled, Hai Rui was transferred to the Censorate and became the Left Censor-in-Chief, the head of the Censorate.

After Hai Rui became the Left Censor-in-Chief, the Censorate was directly transformed from a civil service department into a combat department.

After all matters were discussed in court every day, it was the stage for the Censorate to perform.

From him, the Left Censor-in-Chief, to ordinary censors, everyone turned into a fighting maniac.

From the emperor to ordinary officials, there was no one they did not criticize or impeach.

There were several times when the old man was so annoyed by their scolding that he wanted to hit people, but in the end he didn't want to disappoint these innocent people, so he endured it.

In fact, not to mention the old man, even Zhu Pangpang and Zhu Zhanjun, the boss of Hai Rui, were impeached by this guy Hai Rui.

Zhu Zhanjun was helpless about this, but when he thought about it, wasn't the purpose of placing Hai Rui in the Censorate for this effect?

For the sake of maintaining a clean government, the three of us had no choice but to grit our teeth and endure it.

Just criticize if you want to criticize, impeach if you want to impeach. Throughout history, which emperor, prince, or grandson of the emperor has not been criticized? You'll get used to it in the future.

Glancing at the radio, Hai Rui lowered his voice and said, "This is a radio. It can transmit information instantly from thousands of miles away."

"To put it simply, you are in Shandong and I am in Jinling. If you have anything to tell me, just send me a telegram and I will receive it instantly."

"hiss!"

The officials who were eavesdropping nearby gasped when they heard Hai Rui's story.

They knew Hai Rui's character. He was not the kind of person who would exaggerate. Since he said so, it definitely proved that all of this was true.

"Your Majesty, the signal is connected!"

Just as the old man was turning around in a hurry, the person sitting next to the telegraph saw the small green light turn on and hurriedly reported loudly.

The old man, Fatty Zhu, and several ministers quickly gathered around and looked at the radio nervously.

"DiDi Di Di Di Di Di Di Di Di..."

Soon, a dripping sound, sometimes long and sometimes short, was heard.

The telegraph operator who was not wearing headphones quickly picked up his pen and wrote quickly on the prepared notebook.

The old man came closer out of curiosity and saw the radio staff writing some strange crooked symbols on the notebook.

I wanted to ask, but seeing that the other party was busy, I didn't dare to disturb him and just waited quietly.

After the radio stopped, the radio controller began to quickly write a word under the symbol.

A word emerged.

The radio operator picked it up, turned around and saluted the old man.

"Your Majesty, this is a message from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The old man took it, looked at the words on the paper and read: "One word can reach a thousand miles, and the Ming Dynasty will prosper forever!"

"Okay, okay!"

When the old man saw the words above, he felt a surge of emotion.

The problem of slow communications in various places has finally been solved.

The old man felt excited when he thought about the future Ming Dynasty, when every county would be equipped with a radio station and any natural disasters or man-made disasters would be transmitted to the capital in an instant.

For a country, the most important thing is not soldiers, not food, not people, but information.

Even if you have more soldiers, more food, and more civilians, if the message is delivered too late, the opportunity will be lost.

As long as information is transmitted quickly, the efficiency of the court's affairs will be infinitely accelerated.

"Your Highness, in case you don't believe it, how about we randomly select some people, have them compile a content, and then send someone to Your Highness the Grandson to receive the content back?"

Jian Yi noticed that many people still remained distrustful of this, and even heard someone whispering, wondering if this had been discussed in advance before they stood up and made this suggestion.

The old man glanced at the people around him, and instantly understood what Jian Yi meant. He nodded and said, "Okay, in that case, everyone should say one word."

Everyone speaks one word, which ensures absolute credibility.

When they heard the old man's words, everyone became interested and started discussing what words to say.

They all knew in their hearts that if this radio station was really as described, the content of their communication today would be recorded in history.

After confirming it, the old man picked up the cinnabar brush and wrote two words on the large-sized rice paper he had prepared.

"Yongle!"

This is his reign title, and it also represents him.

Although his grandson often complained that this reign title was used by traitors, the old man didn't care.

He was recognized by his father and he had the imperial seal. Even if he was a traitor, he was a traitor recognized by his father and God.

"Prince, come here."

The old man was very satisfied after finishing writing and handed the cinnabar pen to Zhu Pangpang.

Zhu Pangpang thought about it and wrote the word "prosperous times" at the end.

Seeing the word "prosperous times", the old man laughed and patted his fat son's shoulder heavily.

Then, each of the six ministers came forward and wrote only one word.

They would have liked to write more, but the problem was that the emperor and the prince only wrote two words each, and it would have been inappropriate if they wrote more.

It has to be said that everyone present was a great scholar of culture. Although the words were written by different people, when put together, they formed a beautiful article of praise.

Even the ordinary minor officials could perfectly follow up on what the previous officials had written, which shows how high the cultural level of these officials was. Even military generals like Li Jinglong could barely follow up on what was written.

After finishing writing, the old man turned around and looked at the three people behind him.

"Jin Zhong, Yang Shiqi, Hai Rui, the three of you will go to Tiangongfang to be witnesses."

Seeing the people chosen by the old man, no one present was dissatisfied.

Hai Rui's courage and integrity were recognized by everyone present. Even those who were unhappy with him could not help but admire him in their hearts.

Jin Zhong and Yang Shiqi already had grievances against Zhu Zhan, so it was naturally impossible for them to lie about this matter.

The three of them clasped their fists and accepted the order, then turned and walked out of the Fengtian Hall, boarded the specially prepared carriage, and under the escort of the Jinyiwei, quickly went to Tiangongfang.

When the three people arrived, Zhu Zhanjun was about to leave. He was puzzled when he saw them coming.

After listening to Hai Rui's explanation, I was speechless.

This old man is so bored that he even takes off his pants and farts.

But now that they are here, it is impossible to chase them away, otherwise they will feel guilty.

Leading the three people into the telegraph room, Zhu Zhanjun signaled to the telegraph operator.

The telegraph operator switched on the power and sent an OK command to the other side.

Soon, the telegraph started beeping.

Soon a manuscript was copied out.

Zhu Zhanjun took it, took a look at it, shook his head speechlessly, and handed it to Jin Zhong, Hai Rui and the other two behind him.

When the three of them saw it, their pupils shrank instantly.

The above content is exactly the same as what the ministers said, without a single word difference.

Jin Zhong and Yang Shiqi were filled with anxiety.

As important officials of the court, they understood what different meanings the emergence of the telegraph would bring to the court.

Hai Rui was shocked because he had only heard it from Xu Shou and others, but he still had doubts in his heart.

After all, this kind of thing was completely beyond his understanding.

However, now that it has been thoroughly confirmed, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and even fantasized about the scenes of the future world described by Zhu Zhanjun.

Two people can communicate face to face even though they are thousands of miles apart.

Just raise your hand and touch it a few times, and you can talk to someone thousands of miles away.

Riding on an iron bird, one can fly thousands of miles in a day, even to the moon and other stars.

The people have no shortage of food and clothing, everyone can have enough food and warm clothing, and every family lives and works in peace and contentment.

"What a prosperous era that would be!"

Thinking of what Zhu Zhanjun had told them every day, Hai Rui was moved.

"I see you, Your Highness!"

Jin Zhong and Yang Shiqi looked at the copied content in silence for a long time, and then they all bowed deeply to Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what the two meant.

The two of them surrendered completely and gave up fighting with Zhu Zhanjun.

"I hope you two can help me with future matters in the court."

Zhu Zhanjun helped the two of them up and patted their hands heavily.

"This is our duty. We have offended you many times before. I hope Your Highness will forgive us."

Jin Zhong smiled awkwardly.

Zhu Zhanjun laughed and looked at the two of them: "Really? How come I don't know."

Hearing Zhu Zhanjun say this, Jin Zhong and Yang Shiqi were filled with admiration and laughed along with Zhu Zhanjun.

"Okay, I guess grandpa must be waiting anxiously. You guys go back and do your work first. I'll take care of some things here and then I'll go over."

After briefly explaining the principles of the telegraph to the three people, Zhu Zhanjun asked them to go back and report the good news first.

When the three of them went back and confirmed the matter thoroughly, the whole court was instantly in an uproar.

Generals such as Liu Sheng were the first to discover the usefulness of radio stations to the army.

The court attaches great importance to information, and the army attaches the most importance to intelligence.

Often, being one step faster can lead to final victory.

Military personnel, represented by Jin Zhongliusheng, clamored to provide the army with a radio station.

As a result, Jian Yi, Xia Yuanji and others refused to accept this.

So it's just your army? Our court doesn't need it.

They received news from Tiangongfang that the first batch of radio stations provided only had twelve units and could not be supplied to various departments.

If you have little, you naturally have to fight for it. If you don't fight in the court, you won't even be able to drink a sip of cold water.

The old man hadn't made up his mind yet, and the civil and military groups almost came to a head in their fight to gain control of the radio station.

Xia Yuanji was so old that he directly issued a warning that he had no money.

Later, the old man made the final decision to allocate one office to each of the six ministries, and to distribute six of them to major cities.

Such as Beijing, as well as remote areas or areas where natural disasters and man-made disasters often occur, to deal with emergencies.

The rest was handed over to the military, who first went to the grassland and planned to assign one to Huo Qubing so as to be on guard against the grassland people at any time.

After the distribution, although the amount was a little less, all parties were satisfied.

The only regret is that this thing requires wires. It would be better if it didn't require wires.

Although there are some regrets, this thing is countless times faster than sending messages. The emergence of the radio has made all the civil and military officials in the court more excited about the new gadgets produced by Tiangongfang.

Everyone is thinking about how the next thing that appears will change the world and the Ming Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)