But the bright moon shines on the ditch

Extra*Wu Yin
That day Wu Jia asked him, brother, do you like Butterfly Lovers? Wu Yin had not heard much about the story of Liang Zhu, but he had heard a lot about Xu Liang. When he first entered Jingdezhen, the "legends" of those two people were almost everywhere in the teahouses and restaurants on the street. He also wondered what kind of person had such a reputation, but he had never heard of it.

It's funny to say that Wu Yin has never heard a whole story in Beijing. Who would have thought that when he arrived in that small, hand-sized town, Xu Liang was everywhere.

The people in Jingdezhen are so boring. They have never seen the world before they would sing about two kiln-burning boys as treasures, right? That was Wu Yin's first feeling.

If he hadn't really had no choice, he might never have set foot in Jingdezhen. You can't go anywhere, the scenery of Saibei can only be seen in dreams, maybe staying far away from the old man to avoid listening to his nagging and scolding is also an option, right? What's more, carrying the emperor's order to repatriate the local pottery supervisor, this alone is better than spending the whole day wandering around Kyoto with a bunch of young men doing nothing.

With that kind of mentality, he rushed to a small town in Jiangyou that he had never heard of. It was hard to say what he had any special expectations for there. Until the moment he disembarked from the pier, Wu Yin was immediately surprised by the bustling scene of ships gathering on the beach. shocked.

Is this what "the giant town gathers together, the river gathers the distant ships. The six streets have two fortresses, and the country is filled with thousands of people"?

It seems interesting.

Because he had official duties, he had to go to see Anjiu first, and was shocked again. Is this still the dry and skinny boy in his memory?
At that time, An Jiu was always following An Qian, eager but thin, like a tail that could not be shaken off. He would follow him wherever he went. He would behave if he was an eyesore, and he would be punished if he did something wrong. He did not talk much, and looked at There is a witty energy.

The most indispensable thing in the palace is clever servants. An Jiu is mediocre and unremarkable in the palace, but he is the only one who can often follow An Qian to serve the emperor closely.

They had met several times in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. When An Jiu arrived in the inner study for the first time, he didn't even dare to raise his head. He hunched over like a skinny monkey. Occasionally they would meet his eyes and would smile at him ingratiatingly. Be good-looking. Unexpectedly, in just three years, his whole body has grown taller. Although his appearance is still the same, his feeling from the inside out has completely changed.

This is definitely not a shadow-like existence.

Power really nourishes people.

No wonder he worked hard to become An Qian's godson. The boy who was ridiculed by countless people in private and could not even go to the table to become a "eunuch" actually did it.

It's a pity that after being tied back to the capital, it will be difficult to come back.

The situation in the court is turbulent. How can an incision that can be used to hijack the eunuchs escape from the hands of civil officials? Although Wu Yin was surprised and regretful, he had to admit that An Jiu made him feel a little different about Jingdezhen.

After meeting Xu Zhiliu, that feeling became concrete.

The magnanimity of having the courage to leapfrog his superiors and use a big dragon vat to deal with Anjiu is already impressive. What's more, he came from a poor family and abandoned his studies to go into business. The stories alone are enough to describe his wanderings, but the facts are more legendary than the stories. You can still show your amazing talents even when you are under the influence of others, and you are even more capable of covering all aspects of the seventy-two processes of porcelain. This cannot be cultivated by the so-called wealthy family.

Thousands of stories are written about only one Lang Yandujue, that is Xu Zhiliu, a young man who is almost a household name in Jingdezhen.

Wu Yin admires Xu Zhiliu's courage and yearns to one day become the master of his own destiny. Perhaps because of this, Xu Zhiliu and Liang Peiqiu jointly fished him ashore with just a good horse from the North.

Everyone knows the story behind it.

Wu Yin was bribed by the cook who was poached by the talented scholar Xu with a lot of money, and his dignity was bribed by the famous horse from the north that he personally selected, which was even better than Tuxue. In that small and broken town that initially could not arouse any interest, Wu Yin was "nothing at all" "Self and bottom line" are being led by the nose, almost hitting wherever they are directed.

If he was ever unhappy, of course he was. Especially when it came to arresting Ju Jiu, he was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs almost exploded.

However, when he gritted his teeth and left that land and ran towards Saibei, which he longed for, the complicated emotions in his heart made him understand that the freedom he had gained at the cost of being a deserter was not true freedom. Even in that vast world, where he could achieve great things and do what he wished, there was always a thorn in his throat.

Calm down and think about it, is he not the same Xu Zhiliu back then? Jujiu is to him just like Si Liu is to Xu Zhiliu. They both have urgent and impatient needs to achieve their own goals. Whether it is to avenge their father or to help the family, they have all been in a dilemma. A fork in the road, the wind of fate, maybe that is the moment when one mistake leads to eternal regret? However, Wu Yin failed to hold Xu Zhiliu back, but Xu Zhiliu held Wu Yin back.

At that moment, Wu Yin finally understood that he was no longer a spectator, and finally realized what the people who fell one after another in the story were shouting.

When Wu Jia said, I don't want them to be a tragedy, Wu Yin had already made a decision in his heart.

He wants to go back. Saibei is not the only battlefield for generals.

Wu Yin was very lucky that for a few short years in his life, he was forged in the giant town of Jiangyou, which is known as the place where all the famous porcelain in the world is found. The place was full of traveling merchants. Those days were a completely different life that he had never wanted to know or try in the past. But there, he experienced the smoke and friendship that he had never experienced in Kyoto.

During his later days in Saibei, he often missed the mutton soup, soy pork elbows and special kiln-braised chicken on the streets. He would also think of talking with Xu Zhiliu over wine at night in the snow, and listening to him talk about the bottles of wine on the Bogu shelf. Life and death come back and forth, but more often than not, as a "gentleman on the beam", he is used to walking along the blue-grey brick walls, walking among the numerous folk kilns, or looking northward by the river for a long time, imagining that one day.

Xu Zhiliu once asked him, Wu Yin, have you thought about the future?
At that time, he replied that he wanted to, but had not thought about it. He's afraid that's not the future he wants.

Wu Fangyuan seems to be a reckless man, but in fact he can manage the household department well, has a certain toughness and the ability to tell the truth. The Wu family was once a hero on horseback, so why did Wu Fangyuan's generation abandon martial arts and embrace literature and start from scratch? It was because of those years of fighting on horseback that the children of the Wu family gradually withered away. The dead are dead, the wounded are wounded, the blood is flowing endlessly.

Before his death, Wu Yin's great-grandfather told Wu Fangyuan that from now on, the children in the family were not allowed to go to the battlefield. If they wanted an official career, they should take the exam. The family will not seek anything from the court with Zu Yin's help. Even if it is obtained in this way, it cannot be defended in the literati's war situation.

Only by entering with real ability can you gain a foothold, so Wu Fangyuan, who has been wielding swords and guns since childhood, was forced to take the exam in order to continue the glory of the Wu family.

It was not an easy road for Wu Fangyuan to walk. He worked hard to get it, but it was not the Haiyanheqing he imagined, with saints, kings, ministers, and famous ministers.

In a court where the eunuchs are gradually encroaching, it is a thousand times more difficult to be a civil servant than a military attache. It is not an exaggeration to say that one's head is tied to the waist of one's trousers. The days of intrigues and intrigues are really tiring, extremely tiring, but Even so, Wu Fangyuan never thought of stopping. The ancestral motto of the Wu family is to serve the country throughout your life with unwavering determination.

Would rather die than do it.

Later Wu Yin also asked Wu Fangyuan, if I really became a deserter and took my mother and sister to hide in Tibet all my life, leaving them homeless, how could you sacrifice your life for justice? How can I close my eyes?
Wu Fangyuan was speechless.

Wu Yin said, it’s just one death, why be afraid of it?

Wu Jia said, I'm not afraid of just one death.

This is the Wu family, the character of the Wu family.

Wu Yin also asked Xu Zhiliu, why me? Aren't you afraid that I am another Anjiu?

Xu Zhiliu said he was afraid, but he had no choice.

"I know, you held back that sword."

"You know? When?"

"I'll find out while you're waiting for me to finish buying the bunny lantern."

It was the Lantern Festival in the eleventh year of Wanqing, when Wu Yin and Xu Zhiliu met for the first time. The whole night Wu Yin was at a high place, looking down at the good-hearted young man who bid farewell to An Jiu with his elders. He quietly and patiently waited for the young man to take away the rabbit lantern in front of the last stall in the night.

When they really separated, it was already at the end of the fifteenth year of Wanqing. After Sun Min's party was eliminated, the fate of the Wu family and his son was finalized.

This farewell or farewell.

Judging from the current situation, it is really difficult to predict what will happen in Saibei. Xu Zhiliu wanted to say something many times, but when he opened his mouth, he was silenced by the cold wind. Seeing how frustrated he was, Wu Yin laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong with you? When I wanted to leave for the first time, you didn't even say a word to stay. You were so cruel. You actually changed your gender this time?"

Xu Zhiliu smiled faintly: "It's useless to try to stay here this time."

Wu Yin raised his eyebrows: "I can't tell when the war will begin, but you, Lingnan is not a good place. Xia Ying has been in control there for more than ten years, but has not been able to completely suppress the cholera. Besides, you still owe them something valuable." Liancheng’s Jun Kiln Red.”

Back then, it was Jun Yaohong's reward order that held Xia Ying back and caused the Nanman rebellion again. Although the war has subsided, the barbarians have not disappeared. As the hatred grows, their rejection and confusion towards the outside world are growing. A piece of Junyao red can actually buy the heads of the entire village. Why? What on earth is that?
A piece of broken porcelain, haven’t people outside seen anything good?

Civilization after the war was the most difficult. The emperor only gave him three years. According to many people, Xu Zhiliu would inevitably die in the end.

"I know you have the ability, and I believe you can do it. However, if it really comes to a last resort, no matter what method, survive first."

Xu Zhiliu nodded in agreement: "You too."

Wu Yin chuckled: "Are you lying to me if you agreed so quickly?"

Xu Zhiliu stopped defending himself.

The two looked at each other and smiled. In fact, they both knew that when it came to that moment, they would rather die standing than live on their knees. Slowly, Wu Yin's eyes turned red, and he forced himself to turn his head away, pretending to be fascinated by the wind and snow.

"Okay, let's send it here. I wish you good luck and long-term friendship. Mr. Xu Qian, I hope I can see you again in this life. I hope you take care of yourself."

Xu Zhiliu nodded and felt his eyes burning.

When the group of people on the official road got further and further away, Xu Zhiliu still couldn't hold it back. He galloped forward on his horse and said loudly: "Wu Yin, swords and guns have no eyes. When you get there, don't hold back."

Holding back your hands is a general's Achilles' heel.

Wu Yin laughed loudly: "Okay!"

As for what happened next, that is a story for later.

Later, Wu Yin never heard a complete story again. (End of chapter)