"Your Highness is not resting. If Doctor Zhang wants to ask for Ping An's pulse, then come in with me!"
With that said, Cuimei ignored everything, picked up Zhang Binghe and walked towards Song Huan's room.
Where does Zhang Binghe dare to go?
He understood that if he was really dragged in front of the Fourth Prince by this palace maid, his true purpose of coming to Prince Rong's Mansion would be exposed!
"Wait, wait a minute!"
"I... I actually have something that I don't know whether to tell His Highness, so I linger outside and don't dare to go in!"
Cuimei stopped and turned to look at Zhang Binghe suspiciously.
"What's up?"
Zhang Binghe's heart was beating fast: "I can't explain this matter for a while, why don't you come with me to the hospital to have a look and then decide whether to tell His Highness?"
Cuimei didn't think much and said immediately: "Then you should lead the way."
This new imperial doctor behaves extremely strangely, and Cuimei has been paying attention to him for several days.
Today Cuimei wants to see what the hell this imperial doctor is doing!
However, Cuimei didn't expect it.
It is this decision that will be the most regretful one she has ever made in her life!
…
The next day, get up in the morning.
Song Huan was a little confused when he saw that the maid who came to help him wash was an unfamiliar face.
"Where's Cuimei?"
The palace maid lowered her head and said, "Miss Cuimei's room door is closed. It seems she caught a cold last night and doesn't feel very comfortable!"
"Last night in the middle of the night, Miss Cuimei went to the imperial doctor to ask for cold medicine."
This girl even said she would prepare a cloak for herself, but she caught a cold!
Song Huan shook his head helplessly. Anyway, he would be entering the palace soon, so he could go to Lu Qianxue to get a good medicine for treating wind and cold.
There was still nothing new in the morning court. The courtiers reported the progress of various affairs as usual, and everything seemed so lackluster.
But when Song Huan left the morning court and came to the Imperial College, he saw Liu Qing approaching him with a mysterious look on his face.
"Your Highness, I have something important to report to you!"
"I have already collected all the things you asked me to collect last time."
"I also rented an empty courtyard in the west of the city. Your Highness can go check it out at any time!"
Song Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled that the things Liu Qing was referring to were the raw materials for making colored glaze that he had been ordered to collect a few days ago.
"Not bad," Song Huan nodded, "The efficiency is quite high."
"I also asked you to find some top blacksmiths. Have you found them?"
Liu Qing patted his chest: "Don't worry, Your Highness!"
"I guarantee that I will find you the best blacksmith in Bianjing!"
"They are in the courtyard at the moment, waiting for your orders at any time, Your Highness!"
Song Huan was quite approving and reached out to pat Liu Qing on the arm: "Well done."
"If everything goes well today, it will be an eye-opener for you!"
"That's great!" Liu Qing also looked forward to it, "By the way, Your Highness! There's one more thing..."
Having said this, Liu Qing looked around warily for a few times, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his voice and leaned closer to Song Huan's ear.
"I overheard this while passing by my father's study last night. My father must have secretly collected the evidence, but I couldn't help but want to tell His Highness first!"
"Last night Taichang Temple Minister Deng Cong came to my father and presented him with a bill for the supplies needed for this tribute ceremony."
"My dad said that all the supplies together are only worth about three million taels!"
"That is to say..."
Song Huan's pupils were tightened and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart!
His grandma’s is so dark!
It's only three million taels, but Shangguan Yi, an old thief, dares to open his mouth and ask for thirty million taels!
He really dares to ask for it!
One can imagine how much money he has embezzled in total over the past few decades by colluding with the Ministry of Accounts, the Ministry of Rites and other departments...
After coveting so much money, he might not be able to spend it all in his next life!
Song Huan frowned: "Has your father collected all the evidence?"
"Of course!" Liu Qing said repeatedly, "As soon as His Highness gives the order, my father will present all the evidence."
"With so much evidence in hand, I'm afraid that old thief Shangguan Yi will never be able to turn around again!"
Song Huan understood that for Shangguan Yi, an old fox who had been in the officialdom for many years, he must have left a way out for himself.
One or two pieces of evidence alone are not enough to completely defeat him.
To bring him down completely, one more crucial piece of evidence is needed——
A witness who knows and is most familiar with him!
Song Huan was thinking so much that he finally waited until the Imperial Academy was over and went to the Imperial Hospital before he hurried out of the palace with Liu Qing.
The two of them ran all the way to the north of the city until they were about to leave the west city gate of Bianjing, and then they saw the courtyard Liu Qing rented.
In the yard, boilers, raw materials, and fuels were piled all over the place. There were all kinds of things.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Huan burst into laughter.
"You boy, you really did a good job in finding him!"
Liu Qing asked tentatively: "Your Highness, is there anyone who meets your standards?"
Song Huan looked left and right, and finally reluctantly selected a few usable ones from the pile of raw materials.
"After these raw materials are cleaned, crushed and screened, they can be put into the furnace for melting and extraction..."
Song Huan summoned several blacksmiths in the yard and told them one by one the specific methods of making colored glaze.
Seeing Song Huan's clear and logical appearance, all the blacksmiths were stunned!
Who is this young master?
He looks like a white-faced scholar, but when talking about these production techniques, he is so professional!
He is actually more experienced than the old blacksmith!
Liu Qing on the side was already stunned!
"you……"
"When did you learn to forge colored glaze?"
"You are too awesome!"
"Is there anything else in this world that you don't understand?"
Song Huan glared at Liu Qing: "Stop talking nonsense, you should also listen to what I said."
"You just stay here and keep an eye on me for the next two days."
"If you have any questions, come to me anytime!"
To make colored glaze, it may take a few hours or several days.
There are only three days left before the Xia envoys arrive. If you want to make the first batch of colored glaze before they arrive, you will have a tight schedule and a heavy task!
Liu Qing was entrusted with such an important task. He stood up straight and said repeatedly: "Don't worry!"
"As long as I'm here to watch, I'll make sure nothing goes wrong!"
Seeing that the tasks were almost completed, Song Huan was ready to return to the palace.
After running all the way, I finally returned to the palace, but I noticed a very strange aura.
The eunuchs and maids all had red eyes, as if they had just cried.
When they saw themselves, they remained silent, as if they had done something wrong!
