Yuan Li watched the letter burn out, and stepped forward to ask the signal soldier, "Tell me, how did this letter get from us to the general thousands of miles away?" ”

The communication soldier said with a confused face: "I, I don't know, Fu Langjun said yes, that's okay, we just need to follow along." ”

Yuan Li frowned fiercely, I don't know why?

So what if something goes wrong?

Xue Hong on the side hurriedly said: "I know, Lang Jun said that the band emitted by this machine will bounce and propagate between heaven and earth, and the speed is extremely fast, by the way, just like light, lightning hundreds of miles away, we can also see it here, so what band will be transmitted, and people thousands of miles away can hear it." ”

"We send these bands with regularity, and when they receive them, they can translate them according to the codebook we originally said, so that what we want to say, they will receive it as it is."

Yuan Li frowned, as if he understood it or not, but because this was something that Fu Tinghan had come up with, he still trusted it very much, although he still wanted to know the principle, but seeing that Xue Hong himself didn't understand it very clearly, he no longer embarrassed him.

Wait until he sees Lang Jun in the future and ask.

Yuan Li said: "You come and teach me, I want to know how this letter is to be transformed." ”

Good things must be in their own hands, and good skills must naturally be in their own hands.

While studying communication seriously, Yuan Li looked at the staff of King Langya, and his eyes gradually turned from the people around him to Jianye, and then to the entire Jiangdong, pulling who could fool him to Luoyang.

The girl said that she urgently needs talents from all sides, not only soldiers who can fight, capable ministers and staff who can manage politics, but also business, craftsmen, especially craftsmen such as medicine and carpenters and blacksmiths, who can grab as much as they can, and those who have great ability, she is willing to ask for it as a minister.

All kinds of technological development need the support of craftsmen, only Fu Tinghan alone, now the development of industry is still too slow, he started, someone must continue to go further.

So, she needs all kinds of masters.

In recent years, a large number of scholars in the north have moved south, and they have taken away a large number of craftsmen in the north, Zhao Hanzhang can issue a recruitment order nationwide, but this is not enough, because many craftsmen in Jiangdong may not hear about it, and even if they do, it is difficult to go to Yuzhou and Luoyang to find her.

So she needs an intermediary and a channel for them to come to Yuzhou and Luoyang.

Yuanli is this channel.

Yuan Li baby touched this machine, with this thing, it means that he and the girl can exchange information in a timely manner, oh my God, it means that if he spreads people to every county in Jiangdong, then she can control the entire Jiangdong through him.

So is this Jiangdong the Jiangdong of King Langya, or the Jiangdong of the girl?

Even, the girl can control any place through it, with this sharp weapon, why worry about the world?

Fu Langjun is really one of the most important arms of the girl, and it is no wonder that the girl puts so many henchmen by his side.

Yuan Li couldn't help laughing, only feeling that the great cause was about to succeed.

Xue Hong and the ten soldiers looked at him silently, completely unable to comprehend his state of mind at this time.

Is it so fun to learn a radio station?

The next day, the team saw the Luoyang City Gate, Zhao Hanzhang rode on a horse, and saw the Luoyang City Gate open from a distance, and the officials in the city were waiting at the city gate.

The corners of Zhao Hanzhang's mouth were slightly raised, and he walked to a car and said, "Your Majesty, we have arrived." ”

The little emperor looked out of the car and looked at Luoyang City in the distance, he shouldn't have felt anything, but his little heart still couldn't help but be sour and astringent.

When he was young, the biggest feeling he felt when he was trapped in Luoyang City was hunger and panic.

There was a famine in Luoyang, even if he was a member of the royal family, he was short of food, and at that time, it was difficult to buy food even if he was rich, so he could only watch his father beg those families, and occasionally he could buy some food from them;

They also had to be very careful not to get close to the Emperor or the King of the East China Sea, otherwise they would probably be involved in some struggles and die with no place to bury.

Later, the king of the East China Sea left with most of the people in Luoyang City, the Huns called, they had to enter the palace to follow the emperor to guard the city, at that time the knife was really up to the neck, he followed his father and the court to migrate to Yuncheng when he was only eight years old, he was not nostalgic for Luoyang at all, and even left little impression on the city.

He didn't think he would feel anything about it.

But at this time, looking at the walls and gates of Luoyang City, the little emperor couldn't help but tears rolled down, his heart was sour and unbearable, the people who left together back then, very few were still alive, the first emperor died, his father died, and his brothers also died......

As soon as Zhao Hanzhang turned his head, he saw the tears on his face, touched her gaze, and immediately shrank back, avoiding her gaze like a wounded little beast.

Zhao Hanzhang sighed, his heart couldn't help but soften, he stretched out his hand to put down the curtain for him, and when he got close to the city gate, he saw Zhao Cheng and others standing at the front, and she reminded: "Your Majesty, the subjects of Luoyang are here to greet you." ”

The little emperor has wiped away his tears and tidied up his clothes, he is self-aware, and few of them are here to pick him up, but to Zhao Hanzhang.

Among the people left behind in Luoyang, Zhao Cheng's official position and status were the highest, and when Zhao Kuan left, Luoyang was temporarily handed over to him to manage, and at this time, he also led Luoyang's officials to greet him.

From the city to the outside of the city, the Zhao Jiajun who arrived in advance has already fenced off the road, generally speaking, the people in the city will avoid the officers and soldiers from afar, few people will come to join in the excitement, and the officers and soldiers do not allow the people to get too close, so as not to have an accident such as assassination.

However, when the people in Luoyang City heard that Zhao Hanzhang was coming back, they ignored the warnings of the officers and soldiers and must stand on the street to welcome them.

There were even people from villages and towns outside the city who came overnight and waited outside the city gates.

The officers and soldiers drove away, they ran, and then, after they had set the road out, they crept back quietly, standing on tiptoe behind them and looking at the end of the road expectantly.

Seeing that they were not making trouble, General Wen Kang asked the soldiers to come forward to check their identities, and as long as there was no suspicion, they were allowed to wait here.

So as soon as Zhao Hanzhang and them arrived, Zhao Cheng bowed his hands and shouted loudly, "Minister Zhao Cheng leads all the people to welcome His Majesty the Emperor!" ”

The officers and soldiers and the surrounding people followed the hula salute, and after shouting "Welcome to His Majesty the Emperor", they followed with an excited shout, "Welcome to the general!" ”

The voice was much louder than the previous one, and it entered the city, and the people in the city also shouted at the top of their voices: "Welcome to the general, welcome the Zhao family!" ”

The sound resounded through the sky.

The little emperor helped Dong Nei's men get out of the car, listening to this voice, his heart was complicated, and at the same time he was more determined in his thoughts, just like that, the third uncle still thought about him seizing power from Zhao Hanzhang, but he was afraid that before he could fight with Zhao Hanzhang, public opinion would crush him to death first.

He sighed, glanced at Zhao Hanzhang, and only raised his hand after getting her permission from the bow: "Zhuqing is exempt." ”

See you tomorrow, or have an early rest today

(End of chapter)