This will increase Daqin's administrative efficiency exponentially!

"How soon will this thing be put into use?" Brother Zheng couldn't wait.

"I have asked the people in Songjiazhuang to start mass production, as long as His Majesty approves the installation." Song Yuan replied.

"Quick! Li Si, I want to write an imperial decree!" Brother Zheng was gearing up.

With the Emperor's order, the installation of the telephone was swift.

In less than a month, Songjiazhuang sent technicians to set up telephone lines along the way, and installed telephones in cities in various regions of Daqin.

However, the telephone also has a disadvantage, that is, Daqin is too big, and it takes a lot of money to set up the telephone line, and the maintenance is also very laborious.

So Song Yuan ordered Song Yuanlong to lead the craftsmen in Songjiazhuang to improve the telephone.

……

One month later, early morning.

"Your Majesty, Frontier General Chen wishes you good health."

"Your Majesty, Governor Li of Lingnan wishes you good health."

"His Majesty……"

Listening to this nonsense like telephone porridge, Brother Zheng frowned and stopped Yu Shi's report, and said coldly:

"Reply, I already know everyone's intentions. From now on, only military and political affairs will be reported on the phone. Whoever talks such useless nonsense will die."

"Follow the order." Yu Shi bowed and retreated.

Song Yuan's head was full of black lines, fortunately Brother Zheng has a serious personality, otherwise the phone would not have become a microphone for flattery everywhere.

But what follows are some useful reports.

Song Yuan didn't listen carefully, he was just thinking about what else he should invent.

In the future, we will definitely go on an expedition to the people of Yindi'an. Although there is a plain, there are many forests, and poisonous insects and beasts roam everywhere, which is very dangerous.

Molotov cocktail?

At that time, if a forest fire is caused, one's own people will also be burned to death.

Song Yuan was still thinking about this question until the next court.

He went back to Songjiazhuang to see how Song Yuanlong's phone was improving.

As soon as he entered the house, he found that Song Yuanlong had already been waiting there, holding a new type of phone.

"This is?" Song Yuan looked at the phone, feeling a little surprised.

I saw that it was a large square box with a slender antenna on the side of the box.

"This is a wireless phone!" Song Yuanlong introduced excitedly.

After talking for a long time, Song Yuan found out that Song Yuanlong found that the cost of erecting a telephone line was too high, so he simply researched in the direction of abandoning the telephone line and came up with a wireless phone that uses a base station to communicate.

 …  

Due to technical reasons, the base station is dozens of times larger than the base station of later generations, but at least it has the function, and it is indeed much cheaper than the telephone line that needs to be erected all the way.

Moreover, this wireless phone can also be used by the army, which will enable the commander's orders to be transmitted faster.

"Good boy, I will give you a reward tomorrow!" Song Yuan patted Song Yuanlong's shoulder vigorously.

"That's not necessary...I have other requests." Song Yuanlong replied unexpectedly.

"What request, tell me." Song Yuan said cheerfully.

"A week ago, old Liu, a craftsman in the south of Songjiazhuang, wanted to make some flying birds, but he fell to his death the day before yesterday, but his son Liu Sheng inherited Lao Liu's last wish and was also studying flying birds." Da.

Chapter 300

There was a hint of sadness in Song Yuanlong's voice.

Almost everyone in Songjiazhuang knew each other, and everyone was very sad when someone died.

"It's a pity." Song Yuan lamented.

Having said all this, Song Yuan also knew what Song Yuanlong meant, and he probably wanted to ask himself to prevent Lao Liu's son from dying for making flying birds again.

But Song Yuan didn't want to stop him, because he was inspired to invent the airplane.

"Go and tell Liu Sheng that I will make birds." Song Yuan said firmly.

The next day, Song Yuan called Brother Zheng and asked for a leave of absence. He went to the market to buy various materials and engines and moved them to the mountain. He also built a temporary house and a runway.

"Shiman, I'm going to live in the mountains for a few days, and you can take care of the family affairs." Song Yuan instructed while packing his clothes.

"Why? The night on the mountain is very cold! No, I want to go too!" Ying Shiman also started to pack his clothes.

"Then let us go too."

The other women also began to pack their things.

Song Yuan was speechless, but he also knew that he couldn't stop it, so he could only agree.

……

On the mountain, Song Yuan and his party built a temporary house and brought all the usual food and drink.

Song Yuan got up early every day and began to manufacture various parts of the aircraft.

What he wants to do is a biplane, which is not advanced, but fortunately it is easy to manufacture.

Just making one part a day, an aircraft was gradually built by Song Yuan.

"Sir, what is this?"

In the cold morning wind, Ying Shiman, wrapped in thick clothes, brought a cup of hot tea.

"It's an airplane."

"Flying chickens? Chickens can't fly either?"

"Ahem, it's a mechanical machine, you'll know in a while."

Song Yuan drank the tea in his cup and began to prepare for his first flight.

In front of the plane is a wide and straight runway, and in front of it is a cliff.

Liu Sheng's father also built the Asuka in this place, but he failed and fell under the cliff.

But Song Yuan is confident that he will not repeat the same mistakes.

He sat in the cockpit of the plane, started the engine, and the plane's propellers began to spin.

Ying Shiman on the side looked curiously at Xianggong doing these things that she couldn't understand at all. When she found that Song Yuan was driving the plane towards the cliff without looking back, it was too late to stop him.

"Sanggong! What's the matter with you?"

Ying Shiman sat on the edge of the cliff and wept helplessly. She thought that something had happened, which made him unable to think about it for a while, so she committed suicide...

The others were also awakened by the crying, and they ran out to see that it was Ying Shiman who was crying.

After asking why, even the well-informed and well-informed queen sat on the ground weakly, her eyes glazed over.

But in the next second, a large wooden bird with wings rushed out from under the cliff, and the strong wind caused the women's hair to be curled and scattered.

This was Song Yuan who was flying the plane, and he succeeded.

The girls laughed through their tears and waved to Song Yuan in the sky.

And Song Yuan flew to the palace after circling twice.

……

The noise in the sky attracted the attention of the guards, and they all drew their swords to be vigilant, preventing the strange bird from rushing down to hurt people.

This movement attracted Brother Zheng and the officials. Regardless of the guard's dissuasion, they looked at the giant bird circling in the sky.

"Don't panic, this must be that kid Song Yuan again." Brother Zheng said.

When Song Yuan flew the plane over the heads of the crowd, the resulting gust of wind blew the dragon robe on his body violently.

Brother Zheng has no fear, only shock.

In addition to sound transmission for thousands of miles, Song Yuan has achieved an even more impossible thing, which is flying.

After circling a few times, Song Yuan drove the plane to stop on the straight avenue of the palace. .

Chapter 301

The crowd flocked up to watch in astonishment, admiring inconceivably.

"What is this?" Brother Zheng asked.

"It's an airplane."

Song Yuan jumped off the plane and secretly wiped off his cold sweat.

To be honest, the moment he rushed off the cliff just now, he really felt that he would fall to his death, but fortunately he pulled the plane up at the last moment.

"Isn't this a big bird that can fly?" Meng Tian couldn't see the way out, and said something ironic.

"Of course not only flying."

Song Yuan asked back: "General Meng, let me ask, if the plane 27 flies over your head and throws shells at you, what will you do?"

When Meng Tian thought about it, he really seemed to have nothing to do.

Hit with a musket?Leaving aside whether the Sui musket has such accuracy, even if it hits it, it will just wear a hole.

Hit with artillery?The speed of the plane was too fast for meow to even aim at it, let alone hit it.

So the answer is no way.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian suddenly understood the value of the plane.

This is a powerful weapon that can make others passively beaten!

"Good! Good!" Meng Tian clapped his hands in praise.

"But the value of the plane is more than that. Think about it again. If a group of Qin troops are surrounded by enemies several times their own in the battle of defending the city, when they run out of ammunition and food, the plane flies to drop supplies..."

Song Yuan tried his best to let everyone discover the value of the plane.

"Also, what if it wasn't me who flew the plane just now, but the enemy?" Song Yuan asked in a deep voice.

Everyone gasped when they heard the words. If this plane was an enemy, then none of the people present today would survive!

"Similarly, with it, once an enemy appears, we don't need to prepare food and fodder to launch a military operation, and we don't need to dispatch troops."

As he spoke, Song Yuan looked around at the crowd.

"Just let the plane fly over the head of the enemy leader, drop two shells and fly back."

Right now the plane is still only for military use.

If it is used for civilian use, it is not cost-effective in this era when cars are not yet popular.

As for reconnaissance or something, there have been fly-sized reconnaissance planes for a long time, and there is no need for planes.

Now the Qin army is very capable of amphibious warfare on land and sea. If it has aircraft, it will dominate the sea, land and air, and fighting an enemy with only the army will be a dimensionality reduction strike!

"Very good! Whatever reward you want, just say whatever you want!" Brother Zheng waved his hand and said cheerfully.

Song Yuan really gave him a big surprise today.

Although countries such as the Peacock Empire have surrendered to Great Qin, those with evil intentions will not disappear.

If rebels appear in the future, all it takes is a plane to fly over the head of the rebel leader and drop shells.

The cost is only shells and fuel money, which is a hundred times more cost-effective than mobilizing troops!

"I don't need any rewards. The current plane can only fly. I hope that Your Majesty can call all skilled craftsmen from all over Qin to improve the plane." Song Yuan replied.

Brother Zheng issued an imperial decree without further ado, summoning craftsmen from all over the country to Songjiazhuang.

The reason why Song Yuan didn't do it himself to improve the plane was because he only needed his advice on this matter, and he would start planning the highway in the spare time.

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