Enter the room 2

Porcelain is affected by the heat, soil quality, and glaze. It is rare to get five or six out of ten in one furnace, and lucky to get three or four out of ten.If you are unlucky, there may even be no usable kiln in one furnace.But even so, there are flaws, shortcomings, and cracks. It is impossible for the kiln produced by Song Tao to be all broken, and there is not a complete bowl.

Not to mention Song Jiyun, everyone's eyes were attracted to him.

King Ning's face sank even more, and he walked over with a frown.

There is no more comfort and relaxation than before.

"What's the matter?" he snapped.

Several officials from the third division also surrounded them.

Song Tao's complexion was ashen, his lips were white, and he knelt tremblingly on the ground picking up the broken saggers, muttering: "Impossible! Impossible!"

Fear, shock, and anxiety were revealed from her bones.

There's something wrong with this mood!
Song Jiyun secretly raised his eyebrows.

In the past, Song Tao also ran away in front of her, but Song Tao was just embarrassed, unlike now, it was a kind of deep fear.

Is it because Song Tao also knows that she is a pawn in King Ning's hands, and now that he has failed, King Ning will not let her go?
I just don't know what conspiracy they had before?
Is it because they are strictly on guard and they didn't find a chance, or is there something else wrong with it?

Song Jiyun pondered in his heart, and always felt that there was probably something else wrong with it.

Could it be that Yuan Yunzhong helped her?
She found Yuan Yunzhong's figure in the crowd.

The crowd crowded to Song Tao's side, but she didn't find him for a long time.

King Ning's face turned ashen, and he scolded the servants who helped Song Tao smash the saggers: "Hurry up!"

There are more than a dozen saggers left unopened.

If none of them are intact, wouldn't it prove that Song Tao was framing Song Jiyun before.

He, who supported Song Tao's lawsuit, would also be stigmatized as "not knowing people clearly".

He looked at Song Tao with a gloomy gaze.

"Song Jiyun harmed me!" Song Tao snarled as if suddenly remembering something, but rushed towards the glaze placed aside, "Only if there is something wrong with the glaze, the porcelain embryos may all crack."

Song Jiyun was taken aback.

It really is so.

Did someone touch Song Tao's glaze?
Song Jiyun's thoughts raced, although he didn't have an answer, he needed to deal with the situation in front of him and not let Song Tao splash her dirty water.

"Miss Song San," she called Song Tao, "Although this is the gate of Liulichang, it is also the lobby set up by the third division. You have to be responsible for what you say. If you say I harmed you, you have to show evidence .Otherwise, I will ask the adults of the third department to make the decision and sue you for defamation!"

Song Tao's figure froze when she threw herself at the glaze.

At the beginning, in order to avoid suspicion and avoid causing any injustice, their glazes and firewood for the stove were all prepared by the manufacturing office, and then piled together and randomly selected by themselves.

At this time, she accused the glaze of a problem. Isn't she accusing the officials of the Manufacturing Office of negligence?

These are all trivial matters, what matters is, how could something go wrong with her glaze?

Thinking of what she had done, Song Tao hurriedly opened the clay pot with the remaining glaze, regardless of what she had done.

Many glazes are ground into powder with plant ash and various ores. At first glance, they are all dark and light plant colors, and it is impossible to tell what kind of glaze it is.

She stuck some glaze out of the clay pot with her index finger, put it in her mouth and tasted it.

Song Tao tasted something strange.

Someone really moved her glaze!
"This glaze has been tampered with!" She shouted, looking at King Ning for help.

King Ning frowned even more.

Yuan Yunzhong walked out from the crowd.

He was wearing a fine sermon robe with a navy blue pigment surface, which set off his face like a crown jade, with a graceful demeanor and a graceful demeanor.

"Miss Song San said that your glaze has been tampered with." His voice was clear and calm, but somehow it could be heard clearly by those who stood within a foot of him.

The officials of the third division immediately looked at him and greeted him one after another: "Master Yuan is here!"

"Nephew is here!"

"Brother Shi is here!"

Yuan Yunzhong greeted everyone one by one.

The front of Liulichang has become a place to recognize relatives.

The people behind who couldn't hear what they were saying squeezed forward and shouted: "Brothers watching the scene in front, stop talking and listen to this new adult. I heard half of my ears just now. This new adult is asking questions!"

Many people echoed: "Yes, yes! Let the people behind us also listen to what has been said!"

"Then don't squeeze!"

In a hurry, Yuan Yunzhong finished greeting everyone, but he didn't even look at King Ning, and continued to ask Song Tao: "You said that your glaze was tampered with, and the evidence is the clay pot in your hand? "

Song Tao subconsciously carried the pot to her bosom, the corners of her mouth fluttered, and she didn't make a sound for a while.

The lively crowd suddenly fell silent.

Yuan Yunzhong asked again.

Now most of the people who watched the excitement could hear it, and those who couldn't hear it later were also paraphrased word by word.

Song Tao's eyes wandered, as if hesitating to speak.

Yuan Yunzhong's expression became serious in an instant, he cupped his hands towards the chief judges of the third division, and said: "Since this is the case, Miss Song San can't speak clearly, can it be concluded that what Miss Song San said just now Not the truth, but an emotional gaffe."

The chief interrogators of the third division glanced at each other.

Yuan Yunzhong is working as a litigator.

Scholars look down on litigators.

It can be seen that the rumors in the capital are not false at all, this Mr. Yuan and the Song family of the Song family kiln factory have a mandarin duck oath.

The presiding officer of the criminal department coughed lightly and said, "Miss Song San, do you have any objections?"

Song Tao panicked all of a sudden.

She had never experienced this before, so she didn't know how to answer correctly, but her instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages told her that this was a very fatal sentence, and she couldn't help but looked at King Ning again for help.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at it and said with a smile: "Do you want King Ning to give you an idea? That's right, you, a girl who has never traveled far, want you to sue the court and get evidence in front of so many people , it’s too difficult for you.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at King Ning.

King Ning's expression became even uglier.

Song Tao could tell that Yuan Yunzhong wanted to pin her actions on King Ning's head, making everyone think that she was just a puppet of King Ning.

She was moved in an instant.

But when she saw King Ning cast her a sharp gaze like a blade, she immediately faltered, not daring to think about it, and hurriedly said: "No, it's not."

Do you want to tell everyone that her glaze is not right?

This idea turned around in her mind, and she immediately made a decision.

When the sky fell, there was a tall man holding it up.

Something happened to her, isn't there still King Ning?

King Ning wanted her to sue Song Jiyun just to deal with Yuan Yunzhong.As long as King Ning still needs her, she can escape.

As for the future, since she can impress King Ning with her porcelain firing skills, King Ning will definitely keep her in order to continue smuggling.

The big deal is to do white work for him.

Song Tao gritted her teeth and said, "The jar of glaze in my hand is what I used before, and there is indeed something wrong with it."

Whether it is the manufacturing office or the pottery supervisor Wan Xiaoquan, they are naturally experts in the eyes of San Si, but in the eyes of generations of porcelain burners like them, they are just ones who don't even know how many processes are involved in firing porcelain. A layman who can really speak clearly.

She believed that neither the Manufacturing Office nor Eunuch Wan could really determine the difference in the glaze in her pot.

Song Tao's heart gradually settled down, and her eyes became firm.

She said loudly, "Someone must have changed my glaze."