Heavenly Dao Formula

As early as the beginning of preparation, these rods took into account the need for quick disassembly and assembly, so there are bayonets between each section, which can be fixed as long as they are plugged in.

Wireless communication is still at the 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 went through the attic and the eaves, and inserted straight into the air. From a distance, it seemed that there was an extra strand of hair swaying left and right on the top of the Wanjing Tower. .

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

"With this little thing, can we really contact Jinxia City?" Even Li, who had seen the magic of the sound note, was still skeptical—after all, Shenzhou was too far away from here.

"If there are many sources of interference, 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 "receiver device" connected to the antenna was assembled. Under the watchful eyes of a group of curious spectators, Xia Fan injected air into the audio device, and at the same time called every ten seconds, waiting for the reply from the other side.

After seven or eight attempts, the loudspeaker suddenly vibrated.

"Hey..." After a burst of electricity, Ning Wanjun's voice penetrated thousands of miles away and appeared in the house of Wanjing Building, "Finally, I have heard from you... Hey...you have now arrived Is it Yuancheng?"

"Wow..." Qianzhi covered her mouth and said, "I can really hear it, 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 Her Royal Highness."

"Ahem—don't be too polite." Ning Wanjun's voice suddenly became more serious, "Xia Fan, report your situation."

"The Privy Council is quite considerate, and prepared a whole floor of inn for us to stay in." Xia Fan briefly described what happened on the road and the situation on Shangyuan's side, "It is rumored that the surrounding area of ​​the palace is under martial law. , This is probably the reason why the news from the palace can’t come out. At present, the Privy Council has not formally met with me, and they chose to meet at the Lantern Festival the day after tomorrow. What do you think about this?”

"Hey... Lantern Festival?" There was a pause, "I almost forgot about it. It turns out that if they want to meet you and introduce you to other people, the Lantern Festival is indeed a good reason. I used to I met Mo Yun at the Lantern Festival - she was a little girl at that time."

It made it sound like you weren't a little girl at the time, Xia Fan thought to himself. But what did Ning Wanjun look like when he was a child? At the age of six or seven, it's probably not long before he became angry. Is it because his quiet temperament has not been overshadowed, or has he become the king of children with a wooden sword? "If I want to go to the appointment, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Hey... there shouldn't be any 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 this kind of place, just enjoy the dinner. But..."

"But what?"

"If they invite you to another place after the show, it's not guaranteed."

Xia Fan couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child who can still be abducted by others?"

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 cupped their hands at Xunyinyi, "Then I'll take my leave first."

But apart from Fang Yanni, no one moved.

"Eh? Why do you all..."

Xia Fan waved his hand amusedly, 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 grown from limp to erect like antennas.

"Okay, let's talk."

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

"Yes, I promise." Xia Fan affirmed.

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

"Okay, that's it. I want you to offer me a stick of incense... for my mother." When Ning Wanjun spoke again, her voice was much lower, "The Lantern Festival itself is also a day of farewell and memorial service. I used to complete the tomb sacrifices before the festival, and when I couldn't go, I would usually entrust it to Eunuch Li, but now, there are no such acquaintances in Shangyuan City."

"I see." Xia Fan sighed softly, "...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 cemetery next to the cemetery." Ning Wanjun's words came intermittently, "There is no one guarding there, only a few sweepers. Anyone can go in... Hey... After you get there, you can find her tombstone by asking more."

"Okay, I'll go."

"please."

Then the loudspeaker made an invalid hissing sound, obviously the communication was interrupted there.

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

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

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

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

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

"The day after tomorrow will be the Lantern Festival, and the streets will probably be quite crowded, so let's make it early tomorrow morning." Xia Fan decided.

...

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

Needless to say, Li Zi has been Xia Fan's best partner since Gaoshan County. On the contrary, when Qianyan proposed to go together, everyone was quite surprised.

However, considering that Luo Qingwei was guarding the inn, 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 a horse, so she could only ride on the same horse as Xia Fan.

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

Relying on the token given 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 under the guidance of the sweeper, they came to a place without any obstacles. In front of the eye-catching stone pavilion.

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

"Thank you." Xia Fan handed over a bunch of copper coins to the other party, "Isn't the Lantern Festival coming soon? Why don't there seem to be many people coming here to pay homage?"

The other party grinned, showing a mouthful of withered and broken teeth, "Because there are very few living people who still remember them and can offer incense to them."

That voice combined with the surrounding white mist that had not dissipated, unexpectedly had an inexplicably gloomy feeling.

It seems that he is not a living person, but a ghost in this place where life and death meet.