Yang Ling had not foolishly rushed to the Wangzhi Medicine Guild. Instead, he found an opportunity to meet Zhao Zheng in private.
"I thought you really had gone back to the Blazing Gold Ore mine."
Zhao Zheng wore a faint, ambiguous smile. "Planning to explain the Hundred Refined Red Gold Flying Daggers to me?"
"I've been practicing the Heavenly Will Divine Saber, Your Highness. I didn't have enough flying daggers."
Yang Ling answered honestly.
"If you didn't have enough, buying three or five hundred would have been one thing. What did you buy five thousand for? If those had been five thousand hand crossbows, you would have been charged with rebellion on the spot!"
Zhao Zheng laughed in exasperation. "I'll clean up your mess this time, but if you go off the rails next time, don't blame me for turning a blind eye!"
Yang Ling nodded sheepishly, then changed the subject, his expression turning serious.
"Fourth Prince, I actually have an important lead to report."
"Speak."
The Fourth Prince wasted no words.
Yang Ling relayed the leads he knew one by one, without explicitly naming the Blood-Handed Scholar. After all, he could not explain where his information had come from.
"So it was Zhao Qing who sold the fire oil. But if this involves the Wangzhi Medicine Guild, things become rather troublesome..."
Zhao Zheng frowned slightly.
"Fourth Prince, does the Wangzhi Medicine Guild have powerful backing?"
"The Medicine Gang's leader spent a few years at the Wangzhi Medicine Guild when he was young."
"It is precisely because of that connection that the Wangzhi Medicine Guild has firmly held its position as the leading medicine guild in Xiangfeng Prefecture all these years!"
Zhao Zheng continued, "Besides that, the daughter of the Wangzhi Medicine Guild's head shopkeeper is married to Xu Wenjun,