Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Song Yuan studied human hearts.

Things took a turn for the better after lunch.

"Your Highness, may I have a moment to talk?"

Wang Chao Ma Han, who was in charge of the affairs of the mansion, knocked on the door when Song Yuan walked out of the room.

Seeing the two of them acting suspiciously, Song Yuan had already guessed what was going on.

"If you have anything to say, just say it here. Don't worry, it won't reach anyone else's ears!"

"Your Highness, let me be frank. Can the matter of acquiring the blacksmith shop be postponed for now?"

Wang Chao and Ma Han looked at each other and spoke in a low voice.

Song Yuan pretended to be confused and asked, "Why is that?"

Why, to save your life!

The two of them stamped their feet in anxiety, but how could they explain the reason?

Should I just tell Song Yuan that I was sent by your father to monitor you?

How offensive!

"You two...could you be my father's spies?" But before the two of them were exposed, Song Yuan spoke directly.

When these words were spoken, Wang Chao Ma Han was slightly stunned.

How could he tell?

Song Yuan seemed to have guessed what the two were thinking and sighed to himself.

"I didn't tell anyone except my third brother about the embezzlement of pension funds, but this morning at court, my father brought it up and gave all the civil and military officials a good scolding!"

"Wang Chao and Ma Han, who told my father about this?"

At the end of his words, Song Yuan looked at the two of them with sharp eyes.

Wang Chao and Ma Han didn't dare to look at each other and lowered their heads.

"I know what you two are thinking. I'm very happy that you can come to see me today!"

Seeing that some things had already been revealed, Song Yuan spoke frankly.

"But as the saying goes, a loyal minister won't serve two masters. Perhaps you should think carefully about how to make this choice!"

After saying this, Song Yuan didn't stop anymore.

He then called Ye Zhun and Meng Yu and left.

In just half a day, Huo Jianchuan had completed Song Yuan's instructions, and the huge blacksmith shop was now under Song Yuan's name.

And Song Yuan came in person, naturally to guide the work!

"Ding-ding-dong..."

In the workshop, next to the anvil.

A scene of great excitement.

"Your Highness, you must be careful. The temperature in that furnace is over a thousand degrees. Even if sparks splash on your body, it is not a trivial matter!" Huo Jianchuan accompanied him personally, fearing that Song Yuan would be accidentally injured.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuan rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the stove.

"Isn't it just blacksmithing? Today, I will personally demonstrate it to you!"

As a straight man, Song Yuan had three major hobbies in his previous life.

Sword forging, Odebiao and various animation dramas.

Although blacksmithing is just work on paper, it is said that theory guides practice.

Especially from what Song Yuan saw, they were all masters.

If this big horse could be reproduced, it would probably be enough to shock everyone!

"Your Highness, are you kidding me?" Huo Jianchuan opened his mouth wide when he saw Song Yuan swinging the hammer.

The prince can forge iron?

Where in the world could there be such a ridiculous thing?

No idea.

Song Yuan clamped the steel with tongs and placed it into the furnace, then sealed the furnace and controlled the temperature.

The whole process is really well-organized!

Huo Jianchuan was completely dumbfounded. He had seen many mice digging holes, but this was the first time he saw a prince working as a blacksmith!

But I don’t know.

While Huo Jianchuan was hesitating, Song Yuan already had a rough outline of the sword embryo in his mind.

The so-called Damascus is a means of smelting steel.

By stacking the metals, it becomes stronger than ordinary swords!

The methods are complicated, including twisting, stacking, and using iron cans.

There is also hot brew and cold brew, and various techniques!

After some calculation in Song Yuan's mind, he happily decided to show off his power in turning Malaysia around today!

Due to the equipment, it is probably impossible to transport large tin cans.

The stacking is too common to be considered a show of skill!

Since you want to shock everyone, you have to do it just right.

According to the plan in his mind, Song Yuan instructed Huo Jianchuan to act as his assistant.

Suddenly, they really fought like a pro!

By sunset, the sword embryo had begun to take shape!

Next, all that remains is to polish and attach the handle.

Song Yuan was even looking forward to what this twisted big horse sword would look like after it was formed.

"I'll leave the rest of the chores to you. When the finished product is ready, don't forget to hand it over to me!"

Song Yuan waved his hand and gave orders to Huo Jianchuan. In just one afternoon, he had completely won the respect of this old blacksmith!

"Don't worry, Your Highness!" Huo Jianchuan patted his chest, and his previous doubts had long since disappeared.

It was really Song Yuan's various bizarre ideas that completely overturned his three views.

This was the first time Huo Jianchuan had seen this. It turned out that blacksmithing could be done in this way!

Stack and twist!

If you add up the hardness of all the metals, it would be strange if this thing wasn't strong!

Seeing Huo Jianchuan's respectful expression, Song Yuan was even more satisfied.

This is the effect I want!

After packing up, Song Yuan turned around and returned home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped over the threshold, he heard the servant's report.

"Your Highness, General Zhao is here and has been waiting for a long time!"

General Zhao, what is he here for?

Song Yuan frowned slightly. Through today's morning court, Song Yuan had concluded that although General Zhao was only a second-rank official, in fact, he was equivalent to His Majesty's microphone!

This person is deeply trusted by Song Youji. Now that he has come to visit, is it a good thing or a bad thing?

With some trepidation, Song Yuan personally met with the old general.

After the other party's explanation, Song Yuan's heart finally settled down.

"Your Highness, after returning home, I have studied the arithmetic you mentioned for a long time, but there are still some details that I cannot understand. I feel itchy and eager to learn, so I have come to visit you and only ask Your Highness for your guidance!"

General Zhao fully demonstrated what it means to keep learning throughout your life.

Even though he is nearly sixty years old, the old man is still interested in advanced mathematics.

Even Song Yuan had to admire the other party's courage!

Thinking about how the other party had spoken up for him in the palace, Song Yuan naturally accepted the favor.

At that moment, the two of them had a discussion in the guest room and took out paper and pen to write and draw.

Just as things were getting better, there was a sudden commotion in the courtyard of the city.

Who the hell is looking for death?

I’m afraid it’s the third brother again, coming here to get killed?

Hearing the chaotic footsteps outside the door, Song Yuan frowned.

"I want to see who is not afraid of death today!"

Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I saw Situ Jing with an angry face.

There were many servants from the Zhenbei Palace following behind him, and when they saw Song Yuan, they pointed at him.

"Well, you bastard, you want to drag me to Zhenbei Palace to be buried with you, right?"

It turned out that the news about Song Yuan's rebellion had already caused a lot of controversy. In addition, the Prince of Zhenbei was not favored, so how could he have the opportunity to enter the palace?

Situ Jing's family only knew one side of the story. Ye Xuan hasn't returned recently, and last night, they were frightened after hearing all kinds of rumors.

Now, I heard the news that Song Yuan had acquired the blacksmith shop, and I was afraid that Song Yuan would cause chaos!

You are a prince, so you should keep a low profile. When the time comes to go to the battlefield, I will lead you to kill people indiscriminately, and you can clap your hands and shout 666 below, isn’t that good?

Situ Jing was so angry that he waved his hand and went to visit.

She was so angry that she spoke in a very disrespectful manner.

"Song Yuan, you probably don't know what the rumors are about, right? People say you're going to rebel, and you're afraid that the knife won't be placed on your neck, right?"

"You're even trying to buy the blacksmith shop. I think you're courting death. If you don't want to live, don't drag our family down with you. Hurry and sell the blacksmith shop, or I'll break your legs!"

Hey, I haven't even opened the door yet, and you're already thinking about giving me tracheitis?

Song Yuan glared and wanted to slap Situ Jing on the butt twice!

Do you think everyone else is an idiot and you are the only smart one?

"you……"

"Princess, please don't talk nonsense, or His Highness will punish you with two sticks!"

Song Yuan opened his mouth to defend himself, but General Zhao standing by couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward. With just a few words, he successfully intensified the conflict between the two!

"Just him?"

When Situ Jing heard such a joke, she looked even more disdainful.

A loser dares to attack me?

I'm afraid you don't know what a martial artist is?

My Zhenbei Palace is a place full of fighting. You are just a useless prince, you'd better take a good rest!

"What qualifications does he have to touch me?"

Situ Jing sneered, but she didn't know that General Zhao was serious.

"Imperial Concubine, His Majesty has been taking inventory in the palace. Apart from him, if anyone dares to accuse the eldest prince of rebellion, His Majesty will be held responsible for any consequences, as long as they are not beaten to death!"

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