The morning light is faint.
The heavy snow fell tirelessly, and in one night, the ground was covered with snow and covered with snow.
The atmosphere in the morning court in the Hall of Supreme Harmony was particularly depressing.
All the courtiers knew what happened last night, but Emperor Liang did not mention it, and everyone tacitly chose to keep their mouths shut.
And Emperor Liang used thunderous means to deal with Li Ping'an, Shen Da and the rebellious Xu family army, which was even more frightening!
The cunning rabbit dies and the lackey is cooked.
General Xu Rong and all his comrades have finally reached the end of their lives, and there is no way to recover!
On the way to the next court, Song Liang tightly wrapped his cloak and was about to return to the palace, but unexpectedly there was a call from behind.
"Your Highness, Third Prince, please stay!"
Song Liang turned around and saw a face that was not very familiar, calling him eagerly.
"Who are you……"
The man's face was full of enthusiasm: "Your Highness, you forget things a lot. I'm afraid you may have forgotten things!"
"The lower official is the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Sun Shutong!"
After the other party reminded him, Song Liang finally remembered.
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Sun!"
Song Liang suddenly slapped his head.
"Since my last serious illness, my memory has declined even more."
"I can't even remember Mr. Sun's name!"
"It was my negligence!"
"I wonder if there is something wrong with Mr. Sun?"
Sun Shutong smiled and said: "His Royal Highness is busy with too many things every day. It is only natural that he cannot remember the name of his subordinates."
"I have nothing to do today. I wonder if your highness could come to the official residence to have tea and chat?"
Song Liang always maintained a faint smile on his face: "The road is slippery and difficult to travel. I am also afraid of the cold and really don't want to leave the palace."
"If Master Sun has anything to say, why not just say it in the palace!"
Sun Shutong was slightly startled. He didn't expect Song Liang to be so cautious!
Everyone says that the third prince has the most delicate thoughts, and today’s opinion is indeed extraordinary!
Sun Shutong immediately slapped his head: "Oh, why did I forget this!"
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince has just recovered from a serious illness. It is really not suitable for him to leave the palace in the snow."
"I just have some news here, related to His Highness the Second Prince."
"I thought His Highness would be interested in this news..."
Hearing this, Song Liang couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
I have known for a long time that the second brother cannot act alone. In addition to Ma Shaoxing, there must be other counselors around him.
Unexpectedly, the counselor next to him turned out to be the unknown and insignificant Sun Shutong!
It's just that Sun Shutong really has no say. As we all know, only Fang Wanlin, another minister, has the final say in the Ministry of Personnel.
Who is this Sun Shutong?
But despite all the internal slander, Song Liang was still very interested in what Sun Shutong said.
"Ahem..."
"It is true that I am not very cold-tolerant, but this matter is of great importance and I have to go."
"Master Sun, let's do this!"
"See you at Huixian Accord this afternoon."
Sun Shu walked with him and bowed: "But it depends on His Highness's arrangement!"
…
"Your Highness!"
"Wake up, wake up!"
Song Huan slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a face as beautiful as a flower.
As soon as he opened his eyes and saw such a beautiful face, Song Huan was in a good mood.
"Yuru, what time is it?"
Seeing that Song Huan was awake, Su Yuru quickly said: "Your Highness, it is almost past noon now!"
"I thought you were feeling unwell, so I was very anxious..."
After noon?
Isn't it just noon?
I finally had some time off, and it was nothing surprising to sleep at this time.
Song Huan waved his hand: "But it's just past noon, it's still early!"
"I will sleep a little longer..."
Seeing that Song Huan was about to continue sleeping, Su Yuru grabbed Song Huan.
"Your Highness, please stop sleeping!"
"Xiao Lingzi just said that the things you ordered have been delivered by people outside."
"Also, Miss Cheng also asked someone to send a letter in!"
After hearing this, Song Huan opened one eye again.
"Have you got everything I want?"
Su Yuru nodded: "The saltpeter, sulfur, charcoal, steel, etc. that His Highness requested have been brought."
"I heard that Mr. Liu Qing, who came to deliver the things, said that under your guidance, the quality of this batch of steel is exceptionally good!"
"And those craftsmen are becoming more and more skilled, and the speed of steelmaking is getting faster and faster now."
Song Huan couldn't help but be very excited when he heard this.
"That's good!"
"Let me see if everything I ordered has been prepared."
Although Song Huan was now banned by Emperor Liang, the soldiers guarding the door knew very well that Song Huan was a powerful Prince Rong.
Now that the second prince is dead, Prince Rong should be the undisputed candidate for the crown prince, no one!
Therefore, if Song Huan wanted to get something from the outside, the soldiers would just turn a blind eye or close one eye, and be accommodating as long as they could.
Seeing that Song Huan was in good spirits, Su Yuru felt relieved and quickly ordered her servants to bring forward all the raw materials Song Huan requested.
Not long after, several young eunuchs came in carrying a huge box.
"Your Highness, all the ingredients you requested last night are already here!"
Song Huan took a look into the box and found that there were saltpeter, sulfur, charcoal, forged steel pipes, iron balls and other raw materials inside.
Since the raw materials are all available, it’s time to get started!
As an engineering student, Song Huan was already familiar with the ratio of gunpowder.
Saltpeter 75, sulfur 10, charcoal 15...
After grinding these raw materials and mixing them together in extremely precise proportions, you get...
A pinch of dark gray powder.
Seeing Song Huan grinding it with a mortar and weighing it with a scale, he worked hard for a long time, but in the end he only got a handful of inconspicuous powder. Su Yuru on the side couldn't help but be extremely curious.
"Your Highness, what is this?"
"These things smell funny and off-putting. What's the use?"
Looking at the handful of powder that was finally made, Song Huan was very excited.
"Don't underestimate these powders. I'll show you later how powerful these things are!"
Song Huan carefully poured the small amount of powder into a small, airtight box and brought it to the yard.
In the yard, Su Yuru had already ordered people to clean up a clean open space according to Song Huan's previous instructions.
Song Huan placed the small box containing the powder far away and sprinkled some charcoal fragments along the small box.
Everything was ready, Song Huan lit the charcoal at the other end.
"Crack... crack..."
The charcoal chips burned over quickly, and the moment they came into contact with the powder box, they instantly ignited the wooden box.
The wooden box was quickly ignited, and the soaring flames made the white snow in the yard even more crystal clear.
"Snapped!"
Finally, the wooden box could not withstand the high temperature and pressure of the gunpowder burning, and made a loud bang.
