Upon arriving at their destination, both the emperor and Chuan Hai blinked, taking a long time to react.
In the open space in front of them, men, women, and children danced together, and at the very front, the one dancing the most joyfully was Chuanwen!
The music was so loud it hurt the emperor's eardrums. He looked toward the source of the sound and saw a black box not far away. The music was coming from a dense net around the box, and it was deafening.
Inspired by the scene, even the emperor wanted to join in the dancing, but remembering that Chuanwen was working on something very important concerning the national economy and people's livelihood, he resisted the urge to dance and asked Chuanhai to summon Chuanwen so he could ask him what other functions this thing had.
While Chuanhai was calling Chuanwen, the emperor was imagining things. He wished he could have seen the flying creatures in the picture books. He had never tried looking down at the imperial city from the sky before. The emperor looked up at the sky with longing.
Even if it's not something that can fly, it would be something that can communicate over long distances. That way, if there's an emergency at the border, there's no need for several horses and people to die from the 800-mile express courier service. Also, regarding the situation in Little Liang Kingdom, if he wants to know, he can just call Su Heng and get a clear understanding. Just imagining that scene makes the emperor laugh.
Just as the emperor was smiling with satisfaction, Chuanwen was brought over. The little girl seemed to be in a good mood, and even though he had disturbed her dancing, she didn't curse him in her heart.
"Wen girl, what use is that thing of yours besides singing?"
The emperor smiled kindly, looking at the document as if it were a precious treasure.
Chuanwen followed the emperor's gaze to the large box and then explained to the emperor, "This thing is called a stereo, and it's used to play music."
The emperor still smiled and said, "I know, I know. I mean, besides playing music, what other uses does it have?"
"It's just for playing music."
The emperor was puzzled as to what the emperor was asking. The emperor was bewildered. "Wait, shouldn't this be something very important? But it can only play music, is that considered very important?"
"Oh! Is your music amplified, like in one of your brother's novels, where it generates something called sound waves that can kill without a trace?"
The emperor suddenly realized, "That must be it!"
Chuanwen looked at the emperor, then shook his head blankly, "That's the loudest sound."
Has the emperor recently become engrossed in novels again?
Chuanwen was puzzled, while the emperor was unconvinced and unwilling to give up. Something was wrong!
He felt that either his questioning method was wrong, or Chuanwen's answer was wrong, so he patiently repeated the question again, but Chuanwen answered exactly the same way as before: that thing could only play music and could not produce sound waves that could kill silently.
The emperor's entire body gradually stiffened and cracked. He looked at Chuanwen, his mouth twitching. His brain, which was filled with so many good things, had only managed to produce a so-called sound system for people's entertainment in such a hurry!
He really wanted to pry open Chuanwen's head and scoop out everything inside, but when he looked up, he was met with Chuanwen's innocent big eyes and her inner thoughts.
[It seems the emperor also enjoys square dancing; he was almost moved to tears upon hearing about it! Hehe, after all, he's getting old and can't escape the magic of square dancing, but...]
Chuanwen thought with a wicked grin: "I hope the emperor won't come looking for the old lady, hahaha!"
The emperor's lips twitched, and his entire face trembled. "Old age?! And he's looking for an old lady?!"
The emperor, who was obsessed with all sorts of high-tech gadgets, not only didn't see what he wanted to see, but was also looked down upon. He closed his eyes, his heart trembling as he comforted himself: "I can't kill her, I can't kill her. Chuanwen is still very useful. She's just a little mischievous because she's young. She'll be fine after some teaching!" Yes! He'll be fine after some teaching!
The emperor opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with kindness, his face no longer trembling, and he smiled gently.
"Wen girl, I order you to research that thing that can transmit sound over a thousand miles, or I will kill you!"
The emperor spoke these words almost through gritted teeth. Chuanhai and the Marquis of Changxing, who had rushed over, were sweating profusely as they listened. The emperor probably wouldn't really kill their Wen girl; he was just too angry and was pushing her too hard.
Who told Wen Ya to be so unreliable? He rushed to prepare things, and then she locked herself in her room for two days, resulting in this mess. Heaven knows how much the Marquis of Changxing wanted to cry when he saw this speaker that could only play music.
Marquis Changxing was also quite ashamed. He only made something for fun, which seemed to be typical of Wen Yatou's style. He blamed himself for overthinking things! Waaah!
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Chuanwen agreed fluently without the slightest hesitation, which surprised the emperor and the others, who hadn't expected Chuanwen to be so cooperative.
Then the group heard Chuanwen's inner voice: "Aha! Anyway, they didn't say when they'd figure it out."
There's no set deadline, so she can drag it out whenever she wants. Today she says she's too tired, tomorrow she says she's too exhausted. She just won't do any work, hehe!
The emperor chuckled, "So that's where they were trying to find a loophole for me!"
"One month is the limit!"
Even under the blazing sun, the emperor's smile had a strangely sinister quality to it.
Chuan Hai and Marquis Changxing looked at their granddaughter/niece and asked, "Can you finish it in a month?"
Chuanwen was also shocked by the emperor's outlandish idea: "You want a cell phone? Do you have a base station? Do you have a cell tower? Is electricity widespread? You expect me to build all of these in a month? Isn't this just trying to kill me?!"
Chuanwen sighed inwardly, "[Oh well, one month is one month. Anyway, I'm just a villainous supporting character; I'm going to die sooner or later. The sooner I die, the sooner I'll be reborn!]"
Having figured things out, Chuanwen resumed his usual nonchalant manner, replying with a smile, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
emperor:......
What... what did I just say? Hey, you brat, aren't you going to struggle at all?
Chuan Hai and Marquis Changxing were also startled. No way, girl, why don't you put up a fight!
"If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, I'll head over there now."
Chuanwen offered no resistance whatsoever, advocating a "live for the moment" mentality.
But the emperor hadn't realized what was happening yet: No, you can bargain!
"emperor!"
Chuan Hai and Marquis Changxing let out a loud cry and knelt down with a thud. Fortunately, there were few people around, and the noise was loud enough that no one realized that the people here were actually the emperor.
If Wen didn't try to bargain, then the two of them would pay for her. They couldn't let Wen give up just because she felt she couldn't complete the task.
"Your Majesty, it cannot be completed in a month! The difficulties and obstacles involved are immeasurable. We implore Your Majesty to grant us some more time!"
The emperor was very pleased with the genuine affection between the two, thinking, "Truly, my beloved minister!"
The emperor coughed. "Then let's finish it within a year."
[A year? For the Great Jin Dynasty, which has nothing, they probably couldn't even build a base station yet.]
"Your Majesty, our industry is just starting out, and we are still exploring various technologies. A year may not be enough!"
After hearing Chuanwen's thoughts, Chuanhai and Marquis Changxing quickly made excuses. The emperor thought about it and agreed. The Great Jin was poor and weak, and one year was indeed a bit tight. So he said, "Then let's make it two years."
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