But the bright moon shines on the ditch

Chapter 113

In fact, they shouldn't be afraid of fire. How can the kiln people be afraid of fire? Liang Peiqiu set up a stake and walked around the kiln every day, observing the fire through each kiln hole.

From the melting of the glaze to the growth of the porcelain body, from the fission of the colored glaze to the shattering of the sagger, among the thousands of changes, which one can be without the involvement of fire?

They lived on fire.

However, they all ended up being afraid of fire.

The moment An Jiu threw Huo Zhezi into the cell, she was lying if she said she wasn't afraid, but she comforted herself that Brother Liu was also swallowed alive by the fire.

Among thousands of ways to die, she is more willing to endure the same death method as Xu Zhiliu, to endure a certain kind of thought that they cannot live in the same quilt and die in the same hole. It is taboo in the dark, and perhaps it will not be allowed in the light. The love under the pen.

With such a lonely and courageous tone, she closed her eyes and let the flames jump under her body. Surprisingly, at the critical moment, the copper lock clanked, and when she raised her head, she saw An Jiu's red eyes.

He finally took her out.

They broke through the fire.

The girl's dreams were burned to death.

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On the occasion of the handover from the 13th to the 14th year of Wanqing, the whole late winter gradually came to an end in the discussion of "the little god is actually a woman".

An Jiu used the wrong direction of the investigation to clear Liang Peiqiu of the suspicion of stealing winter porcelain, and released her from prison. However, the public criticism of "women entering the kilns is unlucky" is still very big, and the crowd that originally blocked the Yamen to demonstrate They all moved to the gate of Anqing Kiln, brandishing sticks and shouting to kill them, demanding an explanation from Anqing Kiln.

They didn't know that a few doors away, a handover was also taking place inside the Anqing kiln.

Wang Yunxian is back.

The former Wang Shaodong family, the person who should inherit the Anqing kiln most, has returned in an upright manner. Holding Wang Yu's tablet, he walked into the Wang family ancestral hall again, and under the witness of his uncles and elders, he took back the Anqing kiln from Liang Peiqiu.

Then, he opened the door and walked out. When everyone thought that Liang Peiqiu was going to be expelled from the Anqing kiln, he took out a marriage letter written by Wang Yu before his death to put an end to the rumor.

The spectators were dumbfounded.

The Wang family didn't say anything, so what else could outsiders like them say? What kind of man or woman has Anqing kiln been on the upswing since the little god entered the factory? Which of the gang of Wang clan eaters are so blind that they can be easily deceived by a kid? Wang Yunxian must have passed Qi a long time ago. How could they not know the pros and cons?

That’s all.

Everyone is a clown.

What's more, the imperial kiln factory has long been posting hero posts, offering heavy rewards to folk craftsmen who make imperial porcelain. But a few months have passed, and no one has the tone to guarantee that they can compete with the little god.

Not to mention creating and firing imperial porcelain, it is even difficult to imitate it. There are more than a dozen techniques and hundreds of painting colors. There is no mistake in the process of firing in the kiln. What is imperial porcelain? This is imperial porcelain.

Among them, Zhangwu, who danced the most fiercely, kept playing for a long time, and ended up blowing up several kilns in a row, almost killing people. No one dared to try again. The big shots didn't say anything, and the clown made a fuss for a while and had to stop. The matter was slowly swallowed up by everyone "turning a blind eye".

I still felt that swallowing a fly was extremely uncomfortable. At this time, I created more difficult techniques on the imperial porcelain. The original six-sided jar and eight-sided jar can be made into twelve sides, and one person can be made into two people... Liang Peiqiu, a little girl, used her brains and skills to silence those who refused to eat flies.

So in the New Year of the 14th year of Wanqing, when the fighting and killing were inevitable and fruitless, a crucial play in the history of Jingdezhen was written with "The Little God is a Woman" - "Death and Life".

This "life" not only belongs to Liang Peiqiu, but also to the Jingdezhen kiln industry.

At this point, naturally some people are happy and some are sad, and Wang Yunxian is the one who bears the brunt of the joy. After the perfect completion of the winter porcelain work, Liang Peiqiu finally came out of the kiln, her whole body looking gray and gray.

Wang Yunxian looked funny and wiped her forehead with a towel: "I've prepared hot water and snacks for you. Take a good bath and have a good sleep. We'll talk about anything else when you wake up."

He looked at her and his eyes unconsciously fell to her neck.

The hickey disappeared and was replaced by whip marks.

Different eye-catching, same stinging pain.

He forced himself to look away and his throat rolled. In fact, he had many, many things he wanted to say to her. He wanted to tell her how he spent every day while she was in prison. He wanted to tell her what he had done when she was in prison. He knew every moment she wanted to kill someone after she was offended.

However, after she came back, she devoted herself to the busy work of firing winter porcelain in the kiln, and gradually became a matter that only he cared about.

Thinking about it carefully, it actually doesn't matter that she doesn't know what's on her mind.

Maybe she didn't know any better.

So he said, "We still have a long, long time, so we can talk slowly."

He could see her tiredness, and he also knew that she was tired, extremely tired, and didn't say a word she shouldn't have said, and didn't ask a word she shouldn't have asked. Not only that, he also stopped her from talking, stopped her from saying unpleasant words, and only asked Baili to take good care of her.

Liang Peiqiu had no choice but to obey. When she came back from washing up, she saw that the messy desk had been tidied up. There were two lamps on the box, burning the fragrance of vegetation. The bed curtains and window curtains were all her favorite plain color and hung with gold hooks. Lit, revealing the moon.

The house contained everything she loved.

She looked around and didn't see Immortal Wang Yun, so she knew he had left. She curled her lips, climbed onto the bed, and slept soundly under the melting moonlight.

Everyone involved in Winter Ceramics could sleep well with relief this night, including An Jiu and maybe Sun Min. If there is any transfer in the imperial court, it will usually be announced at the beginning of the new year. Everything that needs to be done has been done, and now we can only wait.

Wait for a smooth and smooth promotion.

However, the town was not as peaceful as imagined.

It must have been a deliberately chosen moment, in order to easily reveal a supposedly major case when everyone relaxed their guard - Zhang Wensi was dead.

Wu Yin said that since Wang Jin came down the mountain to meet people secretly, the stakes arranged on the mountain have been keeping a close eye on him.

Zhang Wensi is almost crazy and looks like a child. For a fool, it seems that it doesn't matter whether he dies or not. Wang Jin has never made a move. Just as the Chinese New Year is approaching, the stakes are loosened.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wang Jin took action.

Zhang Wensi seemed to have had a panic attack and spontaneously hit a pillar and died because he could not bear the emotional torture. There were no signs of fighting or entanglement around him, and his clothes and boots were all clean and tidy.

Only then did Wu Yin realize that Wang Jin had been waiting and dormant for a long time just for such a day and such a result.

They wanted Zhang Wensi to die silently and without any suspicion, and they wanted him to be like a spring breeze leaving in the cold winter without causing any trouble. This is actually the case.

It was too late when the stake was discovered. Fortunately, the people who stayed on the mountain were very skilled and soon discovered Wang Jin's traces. However, the result was still not satisfactory.

"They have caught up with Wang Jin, but he...he bit his tongue and committed suicide." At this point, Wu Yin shouted loudly, "I have warned them a long time ago that they should take turns to stare at Wang Jin and not let their guard down! Who knows, who knows..."

"It's not their fault. Zhang Wensi has been pretending to be crazy and stupid for a long time. Except for the people around him, no one can tell when he is really crazy and when he is pretending to be crazy. Wang Jin can succeed because he understands Zhang Wensi better than anyone else. "

"But if you are careful, you may not be able to save Zhang Wensi's life. He is an important witness!"

Wu Yin was still annoyed, waving his fists and smashing the wall wildly, then he thought again, "That's all Zhang Wensi, Wang Jin... even though he caught up with him, he still didn't stop him, it's really hateful! His death will definitely alarm the higher-ups. Then wouldn’t all our planning these days be in vain?”

Xu Zhiliu was sitting on the bench, and the tea in his hand had already gone cold. His fingertips rested on the rim of the cup, and the water ripples reflected Wu Yin's moving figure.

He didn't speak, just looked at Wu Yin.

"Why don't you speak?"

"It's nothing. I was wondering why the other party insisted on Zhang Wensi's death."

"Why else? He is a hidden danger as long as he is alive. He will die sooner or later. Rather than keeping his mind open, it is better to end it and save trouble."

"Really?" Xu Zhiliu smiled faintly, "When you followed Wang Jin last time, are you sure you weren't discovered by him?"

"You do not trust me?"

Wu Yin finally noticed something was wrong. He met Xu Zhiliu's eyes through the water waves. Xu Zhiliu immediately turned his head, but the unfamiliar chill that flashed past was enough to make Wu Yin's hair stand on end.

"Do you think I was exposed and made the other party realize that someone was following me, so I had to kill Zhang Wensi? Oh, Xu, you don't know what my skills are?"

"That's the people on the mountain. Maybe they did something to arouse Wang Jin's suspicion." Xu Zhiliu covered the cup with his hand to isolate everything. "That's all. There is no airtight wall in the world. Since the person is dead, it is useless to talk more."

"Why doesn't it work? It works! At least it proves my innocence."

"What do you want to say?"

"It's not what I want to say now, it's what you are thinking!"

He blamed himself very much for not catching Wang Jin. Of course, he did make some mistakes in this matter. He had already thought about how to teach him a lesson for those few mistakes. In any case, Xu Zhiliu's attitude is particularly important.

He doesn't want good brothers to be separated because of some bad things.

"You can't doubt me."

It's one thing to fail to do a good job, but it's another thing to deliberately fail to do a good job. Xu Zhiliu knew what he meant, so he smiled in response and changed the subject to appease: "Have you ever been to Jiangxi when you were a child?"

"No." Wu Yin was surprised, "Why do you ask this?"

"Your father studied in Jiangxi when he was young. Do you know about this?"

"I know." Wu Yin always felt something was strange. Why did Xu Zhiliu suddenly mention his father? "But my health was not good, and I was sent to the mountains to learn skills not long after I was born, so I didn't stay with him."

Xu Zhiliu nodded, not knowing whether he believed it or not. He just said: "Wang Jin's death will definitely scare the snake. Don't go to the dock, lest someone catch you by the tail."

"I know, don't worry, I will finish it well on the mountain."

The only clue left now is the bank. If you want to investigate the bank, you can't go around Ju Jiu. Judging from the time when this person made his fortune and his subsequent rapid development, it is very likely that the person who lured Aragonite to lose all his wealth more than ten years ago is he.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Ju Jiu, be careful."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it myself this time."

Obviously, no one was in a high mood to talk this night. Wu Yinyi felt puzzled. He didn't want to stay, so he turned to leave. After thinking about it, he turned around and said a few words.

"What about that? The brothers from the Inspection Department discovered on patrol that the boy from the Wang family has been running to the gold shop recently, and seems to be preparing a gift list for the purpose of making an appointment. The engagement must be real."

When he didn't get a response, he opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something, he saw the candlelight in the room light up, and a voice slowly came out, "I know."

After Wu Yin left, the candlelight dimmed again.

Xu Zhiliu did not go out again, but sat in the hall of Wubentang where he met guests. A line of moonlight leaked from the crack in the door. His eyes were slightly lowered, and he sat motionless, as if he was in trance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Wensi said that there were many ways to kill Xu Yourong, and forcing him to die by ruining his reputation was enough to prove that the other party had an old relationship with Xu Yourong. Xu Yourong was an upright person, and if he accidentally discovered the secret of the embezzlement of hundreds of thousands of taels from the Wedding Kiln, he would definitely report it. This would give him a reason to kill Xu Yourong.

Previously I asked Mr. Yang to investigate, but now I got the news that the other two people who were known as the Three Heroes of Jiangxi along with Xu Yourong were Sun Min and Wu Fangyuan.

Among them, Sun Min had already expected it. After all, Jiangxi was his heaven, but he never expected that the other person would be Wu Fangyuan.

The Sun and Wu families were going to get married. They had been close friends for many years and were closely related to each other. So was it Sun Min alone who planned to kill Xu Yourong, or was it Sun Wu alone?

Why did Wu Fangyuan help him change his name and return to Jingdezhen, just to deal with the eunuchs? Who was the person who kidnapped Liang Peiqiu in the palace? Wu Fangyuan said it was not the work of the civil service group. Could it be that he was deceived? So what about Wu Yin? Was it just a coincidence that Wu Yin was "issued" to Jingdezhen?

If Wu Yindu...who else can he trust?

If the only person he ever loved could kill him, shouldn't he trust anyone again?

That night, Xu Zhiliu sat there until dawn.

He finally understood what his father said before he died - a horse caught in a sigh, a fire caught in a stone, and a body caught in a dream!

Human life is just like a horse galloping across a gap, like a spark that bursts out when a stone is struck, and like a brief experience in a dream.

Fame and wealth are like floating clouds, futile. He must be tired of officialdom, power, and the clean and upright government he once longed for, so he would end himself with such a sentence, and persuade him to let it go, right?

If we look at it from the perspective of future generations, Xu Zhiliu at this moment is full of betrayal and devastation.

Sitting there, he looks like half human and half ghost.

Suddenly, a cluster of light floated in front of me.

He heard the voice coming from afar, Brother Liu, Brother Liu.

Instead, seek others from yourself.