After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 168 Does Master Song Meddle So Much?
Xie Lin leaned over to look at the notepad that was just delivered, the contents were really eye-opening.

"Shen Xiaozhao, it seems that your elder brother is in big trouble this time."

It is not a good thing for the crown prince that such a few ministers with high status in the gentry want to help other princes.

Shen Qianzhao's expression was indifferent, "It's quite troublesome, after all, my third brother has started to make moves."

Xie Lin took the notebook that Shen Qianzhao had finished reading, flipped through it carefully, "Indeed, recently the third prince secretly invited a few noble ministers who were neutral in the court to visit the government, probably in order to win them over secretly."

Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has just proposed the New Deal, the people from the Three Princes' camp began to be impatient.

Shen Qianzhao tapped the table twice with his fingertips, "Don't worry, he won't really oppose the New Deal, at most it's just a superficial effort, my third brother is smart."

She remembered that third brother's counselor was from a poor family, and the few ministers who had a good relationship in the past were also low-quality officials from a poor family.

Once the New Deal is launched, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will inevitably lose the support of some ministers in the court. This matter is a great thing for the third brother, so he will definitely not really oppose the New Deal. On the contrary, it should be more important than many people , hope that the New Deal can be implemented sooner.

At that time, he will be able to win over the gentry ministers who opposed the New Deal into his camp.

Look, no matter what the outcome of the fight between snipe and clam, he, a fisherman, can benefit, how clever he is.

Xie Lin nodded, "The important thing right now is to implement the New Deal as soon as possible to avoid any trouble over there."

"By the way, the batch of hand guns has been officially collected, and some of them have been sent to the barracks. The soldiers in my father's army have already started practicing, but this batch of hand guns is still a little less. I think we can make another batch. ,how do you feel?"

Xie Lin looked at Shen Qianzhao, wanting to see Shen Qianzhao's opinion.

Shen Qianzhao thought for a while, and the number of the first batch of handguns was indeed much smaller than he expected, "Okay, I will discuss with my brothers and see if I can arrange for a few trustworthy foundry masters to come over directly, so I won't go through thousands of It's over there."

Xie Lin nodded, thinking it was okay, but he heard Shen Qianzhao say, "I won't show up after this matter, you should pay more attention to it, don't ask for quantity, don't let some moths get greedy."

The reason why she passed Qianji Pavilion before was because Xue Shide was in charge of military supplies at that time, and at that time, she needed a master with casting experience like Jing Lao to make the first batch of hand guns, so the matter was handed over to Entrusted to Qianji Pavilion.

Now, the Xue family has collapsed, people have changed, and the craftsmanship of handgun manufacturing has matured. In the name of Dajin, the foundry master of Qianji Pavilion can be invited.

At the same time, you can avoid the eyes and ears of other countries, and you don't have to get involved with yourself, which is very good.

Besides, there are a lot of moths in the court, maybe we can take advantage of this to find out those people who are still trying to make plans for the armory after Xue Shide's accident.

Xie Lin nodded in agreement, and felt that Shen Qianzhao's thoughts were appropriate, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on this matter."

Shen Qianzhao immediately packed his things, put on his bamboo hat and prepared to leave.

Xie Lin quickly stopped her, picked up a package of things on the table, "Hey! I didn't take anything."

Just now he was wondering why Shen Qianzhao had to bring this bag with him when he went out of the palace, and he didn't know what it was.

Shen Qianzhao paused, turned around and looked, "Almost forgot the business."

Xie Lin stared suspiciously at the thing in his hand, handed it to Shen Qianzhao, and asked curiously, "What's the business?"

His intuition told him that he shouldn't ask, but he still couldn't help asking.

Shen Qianzhao curled her lips, "Song Duzhu should have guessed what happened with Song Huai and me, so he won't let Song Huai enter the palace."

"So?" Xie Lin's eyes fell on the bag of things in Shen Qianzhao's soft white hands.

I thought to myself, could it be that the contents of this bag are poison, and she is going to kill Song Duzhu of Dongchang?
Hiss. Shen Qianzhao is bold enough!

Seeing Xie Lin's colorful expression, Shen Qianzhao knew that he must not be thinking of anything good, "Song Huai hasn't eaten the pastry made by the imperial dining room for several days, so I'll send it to him."

Xie Lin's expression froze, "So, what you have to do when you come out of the palace is to deliver cakes to Song Huai?"

Shen Qianzhao nodded, with an expression of "otherwise what do you think?"

Xie Lin heheed twice, he thought that Shen Qianzhao came out of the palace today to discuss major issues of the New Deal.

Co-author, she stayed in Ruyi Building for so long because she was waiting for the person from the East Factory to finish her work so she could go to the appointment
Look, there are also pastries from the Imperial Dining Room.

Xie Lin felt a little sour in his heart. He hadn't eaten the cakes from the imperial dining room a few times. Shen Qianzhao didn't know the reason why the audience had a share, so he only brought them to Song Huai.

Hey, after all, they value sex over friends.

As the night gradually fell, Shen Qianzhao waited near Dongchang with a bag of tightly wrapped pastries in his arms.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going, the stalls in the daytime were closed, and the small stalls in the night market were set up again. Not long after the moon and eve, the colorful lanterns in this street market have not been dismantled, and many of them have not been sold out. River lanterns are still on sale.

Shen Qianzhao stared at it for a long time, but she hadn't let go of the river lamp yet.

But she was worried that she would miss Song Huai by walking a little bit, so she refused to move even a little bit.

The two factory guards guarding the gate of the East Factory had been staring at Shen Qianzhao for a long time, whispering to each other.
"The man wearing the bamboo hat, doesn't he have some evil intentions?"

"No way, she looks like a little girl."

"She's been standing there for so long, why don't you go over and ask?"

"Forget it. Don't go, don't scare the little girl."

"Too."

When Song Huai came back, he heard the conversation between the two, and the word "little girl" always reminded him of the one in the palace subconsciously.

I haven't entered the palace for a few days, haven't been able to see her, and don't know what's going on with her.

"What little girl?"

The factory guard pointed not far away, "Master Song, that little girl over there has been standing there for half an hour, staring at us all the time."

Song Huai looked in the direction the man was pointing, and couldn't see the face clearly with Dai Li, but the figure was so familiar that it seemed engraved in his heart.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he handed the things in his hand to the factory guard, "Bring the things in, the girl thinks there is something urgent, I'll go and have a look."

The factory guards looked at each other, watching Mr. Song, who always cared about his business and said little, walked towards the little girl, and saw Mr. Song bowed his head and talked with the little girl, and then the girl followed Mr. Song away.

"Does Master Song usually meddle in his own business?"

"I think should not be?"

The two turned around, but when they met a serious face, they were startled, and hurriedly saluted, "Master!"

Song Yu looked at the two figures who were walking away not far away, her thin lips were tightly pursed, her eyes were slightly dark, she didn't know what she was thinking, and for a while, the two factory guards were so nervous that they broke out in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)