After drawing the simple emoticon package, he continued to write: There is also news about the deputy general today.
The deputy general was trapped in the valley, and no news could be transmitted. I don't know how the immortals transmitted the news?
After writing, Fusu raised his hand and drew a [crying cat head] and a [question mark cat head] JPG.
When the ink dried, he carefully folded the paper and brought it to the mirror as usual.
Unlike usual situations where the paper was swallowed up by the mirror immediately, this time the paper seemed to be blown by the wind and took a long time to move a little.
After moving for a long time, the paper was finally swallowed by the mirror.
Prince Fusu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that what he wrote was accepted by the immortal.
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Li Rongrong was also very surprised when she suddenly received the note from Prince Fusu.
When I opened the note, the first thing I saw was the emoticon he drew.
...
...
puff……
She almost choked on her saliva.
She couldn't imagine that Fusu, who looked so serious, would draw such a cute emoticon when replying to a letter!
This is so adorable!
Thinking about the Fusu I saw in the mirror before, he really looked like a frightened cat.
Take a closer look at the content above. It’s a proud cat asking for praise.
Thinking about it, she picked up her pen and began to write a reply.
However, Fusu asked her how to pass the message.
Modern people make phone calls or send messages, and receive the messages almost instantly.
Fusu should need communication equipment, right?
We can't send the phone to them either, because there's no signal and no battery.
That cell phone is less practical than a brick.
That’s right!
You can use a walkie-talkie as communication equipment!
The range of ordinary walkie-talkies is about 20-25 kilometers.
Places like Daqin have good air quality and no interference, and the air speed can reach almost 25 kilometers.
In ancient times, in order to prevent surprise attacks from the enemy, the distance between the two armies was about 50 miles.
In this way, with a walkie-talkie, the rear can know the situation on the front line at the first time.
In this way, as soon as the Huns make any movement, they will be able to receive the news and make strategic deployments!
Li Rongrong immediately looked for channels to purchase walkie-talkies in China.
"No way, this walkie-talkie has average functions, and there are purchase restrictions!"
Domestic walkie-talkies are very ordinary. Once you buy a lot, you will need to register with your real name.
It is not easy to go through customs when buying on the Internet unless you pick it up in person.
Considering that the Qin Dynasty is at war and still needs a lot of military supplies, it is indeed much more convenient to buy them abroad.
Walkie-talkies are necessary communication equipment, so let's purchase them abroad.
By the way, let’s go to the international cultural exhibition to see what Wei Xi’s purpose is.
"Hey, I helped you with this."
The phone rang twice before being picked up. "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning, are you in such a hurry?"
“Well, we need to go there early.”
“…”
After confirming the time, Li Rongrong wrote down the matter about the intercom on a piece of paper and wanted to send it.
The note was waved in front of the mirror for a long time, but the mirror didn't move at all.
"No, your broken mirror has a bad signal? Why doesn't it work all the time?"
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Prince Fusu didn't remember the tribute until the next day and had not yet told the immortal.
I don’t know what kind of tribute the immortal wants. After all, coal is just a novelty and cannot be used as a tribute for a long time.
Prince Fusu was thinking as he inspected the military camp, and happened to hear a few soldiers chatting happily.
"Brothers, you must have a good meal today!"
"Yes, it is a blessing to be able to eat immortal food in this life!"
"By the way, what will be the meal today?"
The entire Qin army changed from its previous seriousness and was filled with enthusiasm and hope.
During the conversation, a soldier suddenly changed the subject, "I heard that the general and the young master are both worried about the tribute to the immortal."
"Yes, the immortal has been quiet recently, and the offerings we made to him before are all intact."
Another soldier whispered, "If you ask me, we should build a temple for the immortal."
As he spoke, he took out a wooden sculpture from his arms. The sculpture was only half completed, but one could see a fairy-like outline.
"Look, this is the statue I carved for the immortal. I will take it to the battlefield. Maybe the immortal can protect me!"
The other soldiers looked at each other and stepped forward to practice with him, "You are so excited, boy! I want to make a statue of the immortal too!"
Prince Fusu nodded secretly, thinking that making a statue of the immortal was indeed a good idea.
In the next few days, both the Qin army and the migrant workers began to roll inward.
Everyone is making their own statue of an immortal, but because they don’t know what an immortal looks like, each person’s statue is different.
Of course, the materials are different too. Some are carved from wood, and some are made of clay...
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After recovering, Meng Tian continued to handle military affairs.
"Zhang Han, the military camp seems to be very busy recently."
"General, there has been a trend in the military camp to build statues of immortals recently, so..."
Meng Tian nodded and thought, "It would be a good idea to build a statue for the immortal. If we want to build a statue, let's build a temple for the immortal."
"General, what you said is very true. If the immortals don't accept tribute, then we can only offer more incense."
As the two were talking, Prince Fusu just happened to walk in and heard what they were saying.
"Leave this matter to me." Prince Fusu took the initiative to take over the task, and then said: "Zhang Han, go and count the materials first."
"only."
Zhang Han took the order and took two steps when he was stopped by Prince Fusu.
"How is the mining going?"
Zhang Han didn't need to think about it and said directly, "We have already mined a part of it, but I heard from the migrant workers in charge that there are still a lot of rocks buried deep underground."
"Well, go down."
Prince Fusu led his men to move the mined coal to the tribute platform.
"Sir, look, the immortal has responded!"
The mirror suddenly shook, and then the stones they had transported disappeared without a trace.
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Because she had an appointment with Wei Xi to go abroad this morning, Li Rongrong got up early to pack.
She only remembered it when she was packing her luggage.
I forgot to ask last night, the exhibition starts in two days.
So...how many days will she be gone?
Don't wait for her to come back, or the broken mirror will tear the whole house apart.
Just as she was thinking about it, the long-lost shaking sound caught her attention.
Before she got close, a pile of coal suddenly appeared in front of the mirror!
The mountain of coal instantly flooded her living room and trapped her in her bedroom.
Li Rongrong looked at the dark room and collapsed instantly.
"Ahhh, you broken mirror, why did you bring all these things here?"
"You brought back so much coal and put it in my house. How can I explain this to others?"
"Besides, I'm about to go out. Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Do you want me to hit you?"
The mirror seemed to hear her saying she was going out, and it suddenly shook violently, then turned into a palm-sized mirror.
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