Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"If that's the case, wouldn't you be able to sit in the capital and command troops hundreds of miles away?"

Guan Yue's eyes flashed with excitement.

This kind of command method was simply unimaginable in the past.

"It's not just a hundred miles away. We can set up more telegraph stations within Daqian to connect intelligence to every place in the country."

Just set up enough intelligence stations.

Qin Ming could let them take over and pass his orders step by step to distant places.

You can receive the necessary information and orders quickly even if you are hundreds or thousands of miles away.

"The best application of this technology isn't just within Daqian. It's actually most comfortable at sea."

Qin Ming also mentioned the application of telegraph technology at this time.

The ocean is vast, and if you want to make your fleet more flexible and adaptable, you need a telegraph.

In this way, troops within hundreds of miles can be connected to each other and form a united front!

After discussing the use of the telegraph with Guan Yue, Qin Ming asked the Ministry of Works to bring the craftsmen he had brought from the south to the capital the next morning.

They are all craftsmen who have been learning from Qin Ming.

In addition to profound technical accumulation, we also have a deep understanding of modern science.

Can quickly understand what a chemical battery is and what electricity is.

"Everyone, the telegraph is our top secret right now, and we need to start conducting in-depth research on related technologies."

After explaining to everyone, Qin Ming reiterated the request for confidentiality.

Several craftsmen quickly spoke:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we are all very tight-lipped."

"This time when we go back, everyone will only be responsible for their own part, and there won't be any possibility of connecting the technologies together!"

"Don't worry about the electricity you mentioned. Making chemical batteries isn't that difficult. All we need now is the blueprints for the telegraph."

Speaking of the drawings, Qin Ming was also a little worried at this time.

Although he was a top student in his previous life, several years had passed since he came to this world.

In addition, the principles and drawings of the telegraph machine still need to be considered.

"I will give you this blueprint later, and you can make some improvements based on it."

"no problem."

Everyone nodded, agreed to the matter, and prepared to leave.

After they left, Song Dingsheng came to pay his respects.

"How did you come?"

Qin Ming remembered that the task he assigned to Song Dingsheng yesterday was to arrange for several vassal kings.

Letting them enjoy themselves in the capital before returning can be considered as some compensation to them, which will make them feel better.

"Your Majesty, Prince Yan and the others are about to return."

Song Dingsheng spread his hands and spoke helplessly.

"Oh? Why so fast?"

Qin Ming was a little surprised.

"Your intentions are good, but they no longer have any desire to stay in the capital."

Song Dingsheng told Qin Ming about the appearance of several princes in the inn when he returned last night.

Although Chef Yi still made some delicious dishes for them.

But this group of people couldn't eat. Everyone's brows were wrinkled into knots. They ate a good meal but felt lifeless.

"After all, he's just been stripped of his military power. From now on, he'll just be an ordinary noble, and his influence in the north will also decline. It's normal for him to be sad."

Song Dingsheng felt something was wrong at the time, but he still tried his best to liven up the atmosphere.

But the next day, Prince Yan, Prince Su and others came to him one after another to say goodbye.

They came together, but went their separate ways when they left.

"I had no choice but to let them leave."

Song Dingsheng told the whole story.

Qin Ming nodded slowly, without any intention of blaming him.

"Then let them go back and I'll give you a new task."

"You say."

Song Dingsheng rubbed his hands.

"Have you seen the recent group of people from surrounding countries who came to congratulate you?"

"Yes, according to your request, we also arranged for them to have a good time in the capital for a few days."

"Let's talk business. All imports and exports are open."

Qin Ming spoke lightly, but his words made Song Dingsheng feel like he was struck by lightning!

"Your Majesty, are you sure? Throughout history, there has never been such an open situation!"

The import and export ports of the feudal dynasties were strictly controlled.

In most cases, no port will be opened.

But Qin Ming is better off, as he has achieved interoperability with all the surrounding countries.

"I have a feeling that the Yan Dynasty is about to make a comeback. Before that, the funds needed for the construction of the north must be provided."

Qin Ming spoke lightly, but his tone was more firm than ever before.

Outside the northern border, countless resources are beckoning to him.

Minerals, oil, timber...

As long as it is developed, the court will have no problem in obtaining resources to conquer the Yan Dynasty.

"Okay, I'll go talk to them."

Song Dingsheng, who had been promoted to the Minister of Rites, nodded, left the palace and headed towards the inn where envoys from various countries were staying.

On the other side, on the way back, the carriages of King Yan, King Su and King Ming gathered together.

When they were resting near the camp at night, the three princes sat together.

"You two, there won't be much chance this time when we go back."

Ming Wang stared at the crackling branches after they were set on fire, his pupils unfocused.

"What can I do? I've already written the letter."

Prince Su's words were full of resentment.

Among the three people present, only Prince Yan felt a little guilty.

After sighing, he slowly said:

"You two, as long as there is green mountain, there is no fear of running out of firewood."

"At least we can leave the capital, which is good enough."

"As for giving up military power, I don't think that's the case."

The King of Yan also knew it in his heart.

These two people said this because they were waiting for me to express my opinion.

As expected, his statement surprised both of them.

"How to say?"

"What do you think...what does it mean that the emperor is far away?"

King Yan spoke in a deep voice.

"That's right. As long as we still have soldiers, it doesn't matter where they come from."

"Well, as the ancients said, a general on the battlefield is subject to the emperor's orders. Since the court has sent us troops, command authority means ownership of the troops."

Prince Ming and Prince Su quickly understood the meaning.

They were unwilling to give up their hard-earned troops.

No matter what kind of troops they are, as long as they come into your hands, you must put yourself first.

As for what means to use to make them obey, it is actually not difficult.

They have countless ways to turn it into their own troops.

Even the imperial court can’t control it!

As soon as he thought of this, the King of Light said:

"Then let's go back and ask them for soldiers!"

"Yes, we need soldiers!"

The three of them reached an agreement, and the knot in King Yan's heart for betraying his brothers was immediately untied.

As long as they can unite with other vassal kings and secretly oppose the imperial court, the north will still be theirs!

Soon, the carriage team seemed to be revitalized after the rest.

Once again, we drove towards the north...