Chapter 263 Ning Wanjun's Commission

As early as the beginning of preparation, these rods have taken into account the need for quick disassembly and assembly, so there are bayonet holes between each section, which can be fixed by just inserting them.

Wireless communication is still in its most primitive stage, and the frequency of electromagnetic waves without modulation is not high, so the longer the antenna, the better the reception effect. With Li's help, 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 an extra hair swaying from side to side on the top of Wanjing Tower. .

"That's enough." Xia Fan clapped his hands and said.

"Can we really contact Jinxia City with this little thing?" Even though Li had seen the magic of the message notes, he still had doubts - after all, Shenzhou was too far away from here.

"If there are many interference sources, you will definitely only hear a bunch of noise, but now there is only one communication line in the entire Daqi, and there will be no interference if the time is staggered, so there is still a possibility. Let's go to the bedroom below and try it "

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the "transmitting and receiving device" connected to the antenna was assembled. Under the gaze of a group of curious spectators, Xia Fan injected energy into the audio device and called every ten seconds, waiting for a reply from the other party.

After trying seven or eight times, the loudspeaker suddenly vibrated.

"Hey..." After a burst of electric current, Ning Wanjun's voice penetrated thousands of miles away and appeared in the house in Wanjing Tower, "Finally, I've been waiting for the news from you... Hey... you have arrived at Shanghai now. Are you in Yuancheng?"

"Wow..." Qianzhi covered her mouth and said, "I can actually hear it. Qianzhi's knowledge has increased again!"

Others also clapped.

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

Everyone said in unison, "I have met Her Highness the Princess."

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

"The Privy Council is quite considerate and has prepared an entire inn for us as a place to stay." Xia Fan briefly told what happened on the road and the situation on the Yuan Dynasty's side, "It is rumored that the area around the palace is under martial law. , this is probably the reason why the news in the palace cannot be spread. At present, the Privy Council has not officially met with me. They chose to meet at the Lantern Festival the day after tomorrow. What do you think about this? "

"Hey... Lantern Festival?" The other party paused, "I almost forgot about this. I see, if they want to meet you and introduce you to others, the Lantern Festival is indeed a good reason. I used to do the same I met Mo Yun at the Ten Thousand Lantern Banquet - she was still a little girl at that time."

It sounds like you were not a little girl at that time, Xia Fan thought to himself. But what was Ning Wanjun like as a child? He was probably six or seven years old when he was young. Is it because Wen Jing's temperament has not yet been overshadowed, or is he already clutching a 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 Banquet of Ten Thousand Lanterns 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. But..."

"But what?"

"If they invite you to go somewhere else after the show, it's not guaranteed."

Xia Fan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child who can be kidnapped everywhere?"

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

"you say."

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

As soon as these words came out, everyone consciously raised their hands towards the audio device and said, "Then I'll leave first."

But except for Fang Yanni, no one moved.

"Eh? Why are you all..."

Xia Fan waved his hand in a funny way and said with his mouth: Okay, don't embarrass Your Highness.

Everyone then turned around and went out.

He also noticed that Li's ears had gone from a floppy state to erect like antennas.

"Okay, you go ahead."

"Hey...are they sure they're not in the room anymore?"

"Yes, I promise." Xia Fan confirmed.

As for whether these people would eavesdrop through the door, that was beyond his control.

"Okay, that's it. I want you to give me a stick of incense... for my mother." When Ning Wanjun spoke again, her voice had become much lower, "Lantern Festival itself is also a day of farewell and memorial. I used to complete the tomb ceremony before the festival, and when I couldn't go, I usually asked Eunuch Li to do it, but now, there is no such acquaintance in Shangyuan City. "

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

"Hey... in fact, she was not buried in the royal cemetery, but in a tomb area next to the cemetery." Ning Wanjun's words came intermittently, "There is no one guarding there, there are only a few cleaners, any Anyone can go in... Hey... when you get there, you can find her tombstone by asking a lot."

"Okay, I'll go."

"please."

Then the loudspeaker made an invalid sound, which was obviously the communication being interrupted.

Xia Fan also slowly turned off the audio device. In his mind, this was the first time the princess said the word "please" to him.

It was quiet outside the door, and even if someone heard it, they probably wouldn't come in to break the atmosphere at this time.

It wasn't until evening that Li mentioned the matter in a subtle way, "When do you plan to go?"

"You did hear it." Xia Fan raised his eyebrows.

"You can't blame me for having too sharp hearing." Li touched his long ears to show his innocence.

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

...

Early the next morning, he took Li and Qianyan out of Wanjing Tower and rode to the hills outside the west of the city.

Needless to say, Li has always been Xia Fan's best partner since Gaoshan County. On the contrary, it was Qianyan who asked to go together that surprised everyone.

However, considering that the inn was already guarded by Luo Qingqing, Xia Fan finally agreed to the other party's request.

Because she was short, she couldn't step on the stirrup when sitting on the horse's back, so she could only ride on the same horse with Xia Fan.

Even through the thick clothes, he could feel the chill coming from the other party - as if that small body had no temperature at all.

With the token given to Xia Fan by the Privy Council envoy, the three of them encountered no obstacles along the way. An hour later, they entered the mausoleum area halfway up the mountain, and under the guidance of the sweeper, they came to an inconspicuous stone pavilion.

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

"Thank you." Xia Fan handed a string of copper coins to the other party, "Isn't the Wandeng Festival coming soon? Why don't many people come here to pay tribute?"

The other party grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow and broken teeth, and said, "Because there are only a few living people who still remember them and can burn incense for them."

The voice, combined with the white mist that had not yet dissipated around, unexpectedly had a gloomy feeling.

It was as if he was not a living person, but a ghost in this place where life and death meet.