Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 262: Ning Wanjun’s commission

As early as the beginning of preparation, these rods took into account the need for quick disassembly and assembly, so there are bayonet points between each cut, which can be fixed as long as they are inserted.

While wireless transmission is still at its most primitive stage, the frequency of electromagnetic waves without modulation is not high, so the longer the antenna, the better the reception. With the help of Li, Xia Fan nailed the antenna to a pillar, half of which passed through the attic and eaves, and inserted straight into the air. From a distance, it seemed as if there was a swaying hair on the top of Wanjing Tower. .

"That's it." Xia Fan clapped his hands.

"Only by this thing, can I really contact Jinxia City?" Even if I have seen the magical music note Li, I still have doubts-after all, Shenzhou is too far away from here.

"If there are many sources of interference, you can only hear a bunch of noises, but now there is only one communication line in the whole Daqi, and there will be no interference at staggered times, so there is still a possibility. Let’s go to the bedroom below Try it."

In less than a quarter of an hour, the "transceiver device" connected to the antenna was assembled. Under the gaze of a group of curious audiences, Xia Fan breathed into the audio instrument, and at the same time called once every ten seconds, waiting for the response from the other side.

After seven or eight attempts, the loudspeaker trembles suddenly.

"Hey..." After a blast of electric current passed, Ning Wanjun's voice penetrated thousands of miles away and appeared in the house of Wanjing Building, "I finally waited for the news from your side... Hey... you are now Have you arrived in Shangyuan City?"

"Wow..." Qianzhi covered his mouth, "I can actually hear him, and Qianzhi's knowledge has increased again!"

Others also applauded.

There was silence for a while, "Uh... are there many people around you?"

Everyone said in unison, "I have seen your Royal Highness."

"Cough cough--no need to be polite." Ning Wanjun's voice suddenly became more serious, "Xia Fan, report your situation."

"The Privy Council is quite thoughtful, and we have prepared a whole floor of inn as a place to stay." Xia Fan briefly recounted what happened on the road and the situation on Shangyuan's side. "It is said that the surrounding area of ​​the imperial palace is I am in a state of martial law, and the news in the palace is probably also the reason. The Privy Council has not yet officially met with me. They chose to meet on the day after tomorrow. Do you have any thoughts on this?"

"Hey...Wan Lantern Festival?" There was a pause, "I almost forgot about it. That's it, if they want to see you and lead you to get to know others at the same time, Wan Lantern Banquet is indeed a good reason. I used to meet Mo Yun at the Wandeng Banquet-at that time she was a little girl."

You didn't seem to be a little girl at the time, Xia Fan thought to himself. But what did Ning Wanjun look like as a child? It's probably not long before he gets angry at the age of six or seven. Is it because Wenjing's temperament has not been overshadowed, or is he already holding the wooden sword and becoming the king of children? "If I want to go to an appointment, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Hey... there should be no problem." Ning Wanjun replied, "The Wandeng Banquet is held in the Palace Square, and there are many invitees. The Privy Council will not mess around in such a place, just enjoy the dinner. However. ..."

"But what?"

"If they invite you to another place after they leave, it is not guaranteed."

Xia Fan couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? I can still be abducted everywhere by others."

After a moment of silence, Ning Wanjun's voice sounded again, "By the way, can you do me a favor?"

"You said."

"...I want to talk to you alone."

As soon as these words came out, everyone consciously bowed their hands to the sound instrument, "Then I will retire first."

But apart from Fang Yanni, no one moved.

"Huh? Why are you all..."

Xia Fan waved his hand funny, and said with his mouth: Okay, don't embarrass your Highness.

Everyone turned around and went out.

He also noticed that Li's ears had become erect like antennae from their collapsed state.

"Okay, let's talk about it."

"Hey...Are they sure they are not in the room?"

"Yes, I promise." Xia Fan affirmed.

As for whether these people will eavesdrop through the door panel, that is not something he can control.

"Okay, that's the case. I want you to help me put a stick of incense... to my mother." When Ning Wanjun spoke again, her voice was already much lower, "The Lantern Festival itself is also a farewell and memorial service. On the days of 1989, I used to complete the tomb sacrifice before the festival. When I was unable to go, I usually entrusted it to Grandpa Li, but now, there is no such acquaintance in Shangyuan City."

"So that's it." Xia Fan sighed lightly, "...I understand. But your mother is a concubine, so she won't be buried in an ordinary place, right?"

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"Hey...In fact, she was not buried in the royal cemetery, but in a cemetery on the edge of the cemetery." Ning Wanjun's words came intermittently, "No one is guarded there, only a few cleaning Anyone, anyone can go in... Hey... After you get there, ask more questions to find her tombstone."

"Okay, I will go."

"Please...you."

Then the loudspeaker made a squeaky ineffective sound, apparently interrupting the transmission there.

Xia Fan also slowly turned off the audio instrument. In his impression, this was the first time the princess said please to him.

The door is quiet, probably even if someone hears it, it is estimated that they will not walk in at this time to break the atmosphere.

It wasn't until the evening~IndoMTL.com~Li mentioned the matter sideways, "When are you going to go?"

"You really heard it." Xia Fan raised his eyebrows.

"My hearing is too keen, I can't blame it." Li touched his long ears to show his innocence.

"The day after tomorrow will be the Lantern Festival. I am afraid the streets will be quite crowded. Let's set it to be early tomorrow morning." Xia Fan decided.

……

Early the next morning, he left Wanjinglou with Li He Qianyan and rode to the hills on the western outskirts of the city.

Needless to say, Li has always been Xia Fan's best partner since Gaoshan County, but when Qianyan asked to go together, everyone was quite surprised.

However, considering that the inn had been gently guarded by Luo, Xia Fan finally agreed to the other party's request.

Because of her short stature, she couldn't step on the stirrups when sitting on the back of a horse, so she could only ride on the same horse with Xia Fan.

Even through the thick clothes, he can feel the chills coming out of the other party-as if the small body is not warm at all.

With the token handed over to Xia Fan by the Envoy of the Privy Council, the three of them did not encounter any obstacles along the way. After an hour, they entered the mausoleum halfway up the mountain and came under the direction of the sweeper. In front of an unremarkable stone pavilion.

"The person you are looking for is here." said the sweeper.

"Thank you." Xia Fan handed a bunch of copper coins to the opponent, "Isn’t the Wan Lan Festival coming soon? Why don’t there seem to be many people who come here to pay homage?"

The other party grinned, revealing a mouthful of withered and broken teeth, "Because there are not many living people who still remember them and can offer incense for them."

The sound matched with the white mist that hadn't dissipated from the surrounding area, and there was an inexplicable gloomy feeling.

It seems that he is not a living person, but a ray of ghost in the border of life and death.