Enter the Room

But to Song Jiuyun's disappointment, no one quietly approached the Xu Du commander.

While she continued to debate right and wrong with Eunuch Wan, she looked for the shadow of Immortal Baoguang in the crowd: "I did everything according to Master Wan's instructions, and I didn't violate it at all. Although I know that there are no indicators for porcelain firing, we I didn’t even dare to burn a single bowl. It wasn’t until I discovered that many people couldn’t sell their porcelain even after they were burned, that they couldn’t use up the quota, so I thought of buying it.”

Immortal Baoguang, a coward, hid aside and did not dare to say a word.

Song Jiyun winked at him, and he waved his hands timidly.

Song Jiyun really tore his heart out.

But now she was quarreling with Eunuch Wan, and she couldn't even bring him over, let alone tear him apart.

But Wan's father-in-law was still arguing: "If you hadn't gone to Nanjing, would I have given your porcelain-making instructions to others? After all, it was you who disobeyed discipline and failed to control the imperial kiln factory and me. The Tao Supervisor takes it seriously!"

Song Jiuyun had no choice but to let Immortal Baoguang go for the time being, and continued to quarrel with Eunuch Wan: "As the saying goes, people are cheap when they leave their hometown. Who is happy at home and willing to go all the way to Nanjing to seek life? Isn't there nothing I can do? I Born and raised in Jingdezhen, there are so many pottery supervisors in Jingdezhen. This is the first time I have heard that porcelain firing requires a certain standard.

"In front of so many adults, I also want to ask, this porcelain burning is not about kneading mud, but kneading them one by one. If the porcelain is not fired, can this indicator still be used next year?"

Several adults sat firmly on Mount Tai. Except for the commanding officer named Xu, who looked at her with interest, no one else spoke.

Eunuch Wan continued to argue with her, and even said sarcastically to her: "I think you are not afraid of 'leaving home and being cheap' because of 'leaving your hometown for valuable things'. As long as you can make money, you will do anything!"

There was no mention of the indicators for porcelain firing.

Song Jiyun felt as if a weight had been placed on his heart, feeling cold and uncomfortable.

It stands to reason that when anyone hears for the first time that "how many porcelains should be fired according to the imperial kiln factory's quota", they should ask curiously.

But not only did not one of Mr. Wang and the others ask curious questions, they even remained silent when she repeatedly mentioned this matter.

If we hadn’t already had a tacit understanding with Eunuch Wan, not only did we know about this matter, but we were also persuaded by Eunuch Wan, it would be that we had already become accustomed to Eunuch Wan’s behavior, which was normal in the officialdom, and everyone was thinking of ways to make money from it. money.

Regardless of the former or the latter, this situation is very unfavorable to her.

Now she has no choice but to cut off her tail to survive!

Otherwise, even if she goes through mountains of swords and seas of fire, it will be in vain.

The power represented by Mr. Wang and others was like a huge wave. If a wave hit her, she would be beaten to death on the beach.

Otherwise, why would there be such talk about Fu Yin breaking the door?

Song Jiuyun took a deep breath, took the initiative for the first time, and said aggressively: "Then according to what Eunuch Wan said, only by handing over the formula of sweet white porcelain can we respect the imperial kiln factory and you?"

Don't you want her recipe?

But her formula is not that easy to get.

Eunuch Wan was stunned.

He did not expect that Song Jiyun would take the initiative to mention this matter.

He was vaguely uneasy.

The six months of dealing with Song Jiyun made him know that Song Jiyun was not someone who gave in easily. Maybe her words were a trap.

But as soon as the thought flashed, he felt a little funny.

When did she, Song Jiyun, become the object of his fear?

Even if Song Jiyun had any traps, in the face of absolute power, even if she was a dragon, she would have to be controlled by him.

Eunuch Wan became arrogant again.

He looked at Song Jiyun condescendingly, as if Song Jiyun was already a dish on his plate and could be left to his own devices, and said, "Do you still want to do it?"

Song Jiyun smiled calmly and said, "I am the only one who knows the formula of sweet white porcelain. Is it considered a secret recipe?"

She glanced at the crowd.

Seeing someone nodding, he continued: "Since it is a secret recipe, it is a 'secret recipe'. I would like to ask a few adults, will Mr. Wan be a pottery supervisor in the imperial kiln factory for the rest of his life? If I have this secret recipe After handing it over, it ended up on the street within a few days, and everyone knew it. Who was responsible for this? Porcelain is special. If the imperial kiln factory and others can't bake it, whose responsibility is it?"

She stared at Eunuch Wan with burning eyes: "Or is this secret recipe for Master Wan and has nothing to do with the imperial kiln factory?"

How could he be a pottery supervisor in the imperial kiln factory for the rest of his life?

"Nonsense!" Eunuch Wan's veins were twitching and he couldn't help shouting loudly, "This secret recipe..."

He suddenly became speechless.

In his opinion, the Imperial Kiln Factory belongs to him, and he is the Imperial Kiln Factory.

Giving the formula of sweet white porcelain to the imperial kiln factory is equivalent to giving it to him, and he can do with it how he wants.

But in front of so many adults, he immediately realized that he couldn't say that.

He was afraid that someone would grab his pigtails in the future.

He was originally sent to Jingdezhen just because he said something wrong in the past and was being held captive. Even his godfather couldn't save him even though he wanted to.

He couldn't help but look at the adults and said defensively: "What do I need the secret recipe for? Of course this secret recipe is for the imperial kiln factory?"

Song Jiyun immediately seized this opportunity.

It turns out that the relationship between Eunuch Wan and these people is not as close as she thought.

Hope arose in her heart, and she asked Wan Gong justice: "Since it is for the imperial kiln factory, please come up with a charter. My secret recipe is dedicated to the emperor. If something goes wrong, who will be responsible?"

Eunuch Wan was speechless.

What charter does he have?

He just wants to rob by force.

But Song Jiuyun's words tore off this fig leaf.

Eunuch Wan suddenly became angry and said, "Why do you talk so much nonsense! Just take it out if you are asked to do so. I am an official of the imperial court, how can I deceive you?"

Song Jiyun said nothing and looked at him quietly.

There was a sudden murmur in the hall.

Who believes this!

Immortal Lord Baoguang looked at Song Jiuyun with radiant eyes, and his back straightened a bit.

Eunuch Wan was very embarrassed and was about to speak when Master Wang, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly stretched out his hand to signal everyone not to speak.

The hall immediately fell silent.

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Little girl, let me ask you a few questions."

He has a gentle voice and a kind expression. Anyone who meets him will feel good about him and will subconsciously trust him.

Song Jiyun was a person who "discussed traces".

When she looks at a person, she only looks at what the person does, not what he says.

She was on guard in her heart, but there was a look of trust on her face. She took a few steps forward and saluted Mr. Wang, and said respectfully: "Excuse me!"

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