Chapter 1966 I can't talk this day

The scattered lanterns were quickly recorded by the young man next to him. A series of long or short lines made Xue Rengui dizzy and couldn't help but ask curiously: "What is this? Why is it so strange? Is this the message sent by Chang'an?"

"This is a secret word, and it needs to be translated." A white coat took the paper handed over by the young man, and looked at it with relish, as if he could really see something from it.

Xue Rengui was anxious and got into the room, but he couldn't say anything. These weird people from the Academy of Sciences all had a very bad temper, so they didn't care how big your official position was. Even if they were not satisfied, they would dare to lose their temper in front of the emperor. Naturally, Lao Xue didn't want to make himself uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the white coat didn't make him wait for too long. He quickly wrote letters one after another under the lines with a pencil, and then combined the letters together, and quickly wrote a sentence: Wansheng of the Tang Dynasty.

What is this and what? Xue Rengui can't understand how these people can see these four words from a bunch of lines of varying lengths.

Seeing Xue Rengui's confusion in the white coat, he explained to him when he was in a good mood: "General Xue, this radio has just been developed and its function is very single, so he can only do this. Look at the length of the signal lights just now, which represents the length of each power-on time. After several power-ons, according to the previous agreement, we can know what kind of letters we are receiving. After receiving a large number of letters, we will combine these letters together and use the pinyin method to organize them into a sentence."

Xue Rengui blinked his eyes and felt enlightened.

He knew the so-called pinyin, and even learned some of it himself, but that was something that happened many years ago, and now there are not many letters that can be remembered.

But even so, he still didn't understand how those lamps could represent a letter, and what length and what does it mean?

With a puzzled understanding, Xue Rengui asked his own question.

After hearing this, the white coat laughed, picked up a pen and drew it on the paper a few times, and then said, "General Xue, please see, these are two signals one long and one short. We stipulate that the meaning of this is the letter a, and then one long and two short is b, and so on, at most four signals can include all the letters."

Now, Xue Rengui understood a little. It turns out that this thing cannot be said directly, but rather translated a sentence into pinyin, then translated the pinyin into pinyin, and finally achieved the purpose of sending information by constantly opening and closing the switch.

The receiving party only knows the length of the opening and closing switch on the other side, but according to the advance agreement, the rules of the opening and closing switch can be changed into pinyin letters, and then the letters are organized together to make a sentence.

God is sorry, this is too troublesome, and this simple communication method, as long as the enemy knows the meaning of the pinyin, can we restore this information and thus know a lot of secrets?

With deep concern, Xue Rengui asked this question.

As a result, the white coat laughed again, shook his head and said, "General Xue, you don't have to worry about this at all, because at present, you need this equipment to be able to send and receive these messages. If there is no such thing, even if the God of Daluo comes, you won't know what the message we are sending."

It was so embarrassing that he forgot this when he was anxious. Xue Rengui rubbed his face, thought for a while and asked, "Then can we send a message to Chang'an now?"

"You can try it. The band has been set now and it will not change in a short period of time." The white coat wanted to show off the big guy named radio station. Xue Rengui had news to post, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Well, then please send me a message, saying that the weather here suddenly changes, and a batch of gloves is needed, about 100,000 pairs, and see how to reply there." Xue Rengui thought for a while and decided to start from reality and solve one of the problems that need to be solved at the moment.

"No problem!" The white coat agreed happily, picked up the pen and quickly recorded Xue Rengui's words, and then handed them over to the young man on the side.

Soon, Xue Rengui found that the young man walked to a switch with a piece of white paper that had become different lines, and began to toss the switch desperately, pulling it open and closing it, as if the switch had a grudge against him.

And as the young man kept tossing the switch, the light bulbs called the signal lights in the white coat began to flash again, making people dizzy.

After about a quarter of an hour, the young man clapped his hands and walked back, signed a name on the paper, and handed it to Xue Rengui: "General, please sign it."

"What does it mean?" Xue Rengui asked blankly.

"Oh, that's right. Every time we send a message here, we must record and archive it for future searches. He has sent your request to Chang'an just now, so you need to sign and confirm it." The white coat explained to Xue Rengui.

Lao Xue took the paper handed over by the young man with a numb expression, signed his name on it, and then asked blankly: "What do you mean is that my request has been sent out, and Chang'an has received it?"

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, I am now on the way to the Ministry of War." The white coat nodded and said proudly.

"How is this possible? This is too fast, right?" Xue Rengui couldn't accept this reality. He thought that when he was stationed in Dafeichuan, it took half a month to send a letter to Chang'an. Later, when he arrived in Tubo, it took more than half a month to send a letter. Now, although there is a train for a letter to be sent, it also takes half a month.

However, just now, the white coat with glasses actually told himself that the request he made a quarter of an hour ago had arrived in Chang'an, which made Xue Rengui almost unable to believe his ears.

With his ability, he couldn't understand at all. How could there be such a fast way to convey information? What exactly is contained in that huge box? How is it possible, how is it possible...

"General Xue, this is called science. Don't look at him constantly turning on and close the switch there, but every time he opens and closes, there will be a radio wave sent to Chang'an at a speed of 600,000 miles per second. At this distance we are now, it can be said that the messages we send here can be received simultaneously in Chang'an."

(End of this chapter)
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