But the bright moon shines on the ditch

In the middle of the night, when Wu Yin returned to Hutian Kiln with the news, Shi Nian had already fallen asleep.

Recently, he no longer patrols the kiln, and the child is growing up, so Xu Zhiliu no longer allows him to sleep late at night.If something really happened at night, he would either do it himself, or ask Zhang Lei, who was staying in the outer courtyard, to work harder and help him run with his feet.

Zhang Lei is his right and left hand. He is no better than others and is more worry-free to use.

Wu Yin saw that he ran to the study more frequently than last year, and he suddenly had the illusion that he was doing the night shift that year.

"The little kid has to grow, don't I need to rest?" Wu Yin couldn't help but complain, strode forward and threw down a few pieces of yellowed torn paper.

"No, everything you want is here."

Xu Zhiliu didn't talk nonsense to him, and was used to this man talking to himself. After sitting down, he picked the wick with one hand and looked at it by the candlelight.

Wu Yin was stunned when he saw that he was so skillful in picking out candle wicks that he didn't need to stare at them, "As expected of a great talent, why don't you just live with the candle wicks?"

Knowing that no one would respond, he picked up the fragrant tea he had prepared in advance, settled into the Taishi chair, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

I don't know how long it took, but a chill hit him, and he shivered violently. When he turned around, he saw that the figure was no longer in front of the bookcase.I saw the documents piled up on the desk rustling in the wind, and the owner here was standing in front of the window.

With just one glance, most of Wu Yin's drowsiness disappeared.

Something was wrong with Xu Zhiliu.

It's not right.

Wu Yin can see people with force, and he doesn't bother to see people under the lamp. He can tell by listening to his breathing that the person by the window is depressed at the moment, and is accumulating strong anger.

He took a look at the household registration document on the way here. It recorded the life story of Wen Shi, the owner of a kiln called Wending Kiln more than ten years ago.

The Wen family was originally a large kiln owner in Jingdezhen, specializing in the ceramics business.Aragonite was also the overlord of his party, with a solid family fortune and a large number of wives and concubines. Unexpectedly, one year Aragonite's business failed and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver disappeared inexplicably!
Not only did Wending Kiln owe the kiln workers wages, some of the kiln workers also spent a lot of money on Wen's family as dividends because they had cooperated for many years. They were waiting for the income at the end of the year to earn him a large sum of money. They didn't want something to happen unexpectedly. All the money was wasted.

When Wen Shi was tracked down, no matter what tricks he used, he remained silent and refused to reveal even a single word.

The kiln workers had no choice but to go to the county government to make trouble. How could such a large amount of money disappear out of thin air?The county magistrate at that time was a hands-off shopkeeper who never showed up, and all matters were handled by the county magistrate Zhang Wensi.

When Zhang Wensi heard about this, he didn't dare to be careless. He went in and out to the Wending kiln countless times and hugged the crying kiln workers.In the end, all the houses and shops under Wenshi's name were confiscated as compensation, and the family was forced to be sent to other places. Wenshi committed suicide by drowning himself in the river.

A major case ended hastily.

Such a large kiln factory collapsed silently overnight.Now, more than ten years have passed, and the kiln workers are old and dying, and there are only a few who can still remember Wending kiln.

Therefore, unless someone deliberately mentioned it, Xu Zhiliu would never let him check Wenshi.

Obviously, there was something fishy about that letter.

Wu Yin dispersed his scattered sleepiness, stood up and walked to Xu Zhiliu's side.

Looking out from the window, the huge Hutian Kiln has fallen into a deep sleep, shrouded in darkness. The courtyard is silent except for the billowing white smoke from the chimney over the kiln house not far away.

Occasionally there are insects chirping and birds chirping, making the dark night seem less empty.

He thought of the old man who had been curled up on the concierge's couch and smoked cigarettes all year round, and he suddenly felt envious. Otherwise, he could have gone crazy with a sword dance, but Xu Zhiliu never seemed to vent his anger.

Does he have a way to vent?Wu Yin couldn't help but think, maybe not. He was busy with the kiln work day and night, so how could he have a way to vent?
Wu Yin was silent for a long time, and finally said: "What do you need from me?"

Xu Zhiliu's throat moved slightly, and he finally swallowed the bloody gas that rushed to his lips. He suppressed the blood, and it took a while before he made a sound.

"The kid who delivered the letter must be a kid from a nearby merchant. Draw a picture of him and I will find him tomorrow."

"There's no need to go to such trouble. Children, after all, are running errands for others. Tomorrow you can find a place in front of the house to eat sweets. He will definitely come over. I'll know when the time comes."

Seeing Xu Zhiliu's silent response, Wu Yin couldn't help but chuckle, "How could you, a great talent known as Xiao Zhuge, not think of more convenient tricks? The more times like this, the more calm you have to be."

He just said that he was fine. When he was young, he always wanted to go to the border and kill enemies for the country. Unfortunately, his family were all civil servants and the clan did not allow him. Therefore, even if he was a master of martial arts, he had no room to display it.

After finally waiting for the selection of the royal guards, he missed the opportunity because he was too nervous. Over the years, he has been using this to remind himself that the more powerful the enemy is, the less he can mess up his position.

Otherwise, if you make the wrong move, you will have to wait for the next opportunity for who knows how many years.

"What are your plans if you find the child?"

"I want to know who the messenger is."

"Don't you have a plan in mind?"

Xu Zhiliu raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Actually, that's not the case. I have a guess, but I just need to verify it."

The letter described the situation of Wending Kiln. Although the household registration documents did not record in detail the death of Wenshi and the whereabouts of the missing 10 taels of silver, Xu Zhiliu was at this pass and received such a letter. It is difficult not to associate the death of Aragonite with Wanshou Porcelain.

Only Wanshou porcelain can leverage the wealth accumulated by a large kiln owner for several generations, and can overthrow a famous family overnight.

However, the only people who understand the stakes here are the kiln owners who have a relationship with Wanshou Porcelain.

Apart from Hutian Kiln, there are not many in Jingdezhen.

Seeing that he knew what was going on, Wu Yin didn't waste any time talking.Because the matter was urgent, the two had another conversation, and Wu Yin simply rested in the study and did not leave.

When it was three o'clock in the morning, it was estimated that no matter how lazy the child was, it was time to get up. He didn't let Xu Zhiliu come forward, casually named the steward, and walked out of the door.

He didn't sell half a stick of incense and came back with a child in his arms.

No need for Xu Zhiliu to cross-examine, the child couldn't resist the temptation to tell the truth when he saw a table full of big fish and meat.The person who entrusted him was a middle-aged man, with a stooped body and a serious hunchback. He spoke in an orderly manner and was gentle and polite.Oh, yes, there is a big pimple on the back of my hand.

Just the odd appearance of a hunchback is actually not uncommon among Taishao households.Kiln workers carry saggers and porcelain with their bodies bent all year round. There are many hunchbacks. There are five or six in Hutian Kiln alone.

Xu Zhiliu is more concerned about the latter feature - the ripples.

"It really is him."

"Who?"

"The accountant of Anqing kiln is named Si Liu. I heard my uncle talk about this man. He has a photographic memory. He was rescued from the river by Wang Yu in his early years and has been staying in Anqing kiln. He is not easy to socialize on weekdays and rarely visits. When I went out, when the Anqing kiln was not yet big, I met my uncle a few times at banquets. The scab on his hands was quite special, growing right at the tiger's mouth. He always came forward to help Wang Yu deal with the wine and make suggestions. "

Xu Zhong's original words were that without this person to help Wang Yu take care of the kiln affairs and calculate every payment, Anqing kiln would not have risen rapidly.

He had thought of poaching more than once, but unfortunately Siliu was a tough guy, and it was hard to meet him, let alone dig him into his home.

"But what does he have to do with Wending Kiln?"

"The stone of aragonite is homophonic for ten."

After being reminded by Xu Zhiliu, Wu Yin suddenly reacted and his eyes widened. "Didn't Aragonese commit suicide by drowning himself in the river?"

Then I thought about it, Wang Yu rescued Siliu from the river, could that person be Aragonite?If four and six are added together, isn’t it ten?His eyes met Xu Zhiliu's, and after he nodded slightly, he couldn't help but marvel!

"Now that I have risked my life and survived, does Wang Yu know Wen Shi's true identity?"

"You shouldn't know, otherwise how could Wang Yu dare to hand over the counting house to him?"

Furthermore, if Wang Yu really knew the whereabouts of the missing 10 taels of silver and suspected that Wanshou Porcelain was in the way, how could he deliberately write a letter to remind them in the current confrontational situation between them?
But if it were done by Si Liu, it would make sense.

"I think he might have warned Wang Yu, but Wang Yu didn't take it to heart, and he didn't want to reveal his true identity. In desperation, he wanted to use the hands of Hutian Kiln to stop the progress of the firing, or let him I am on guard, because if anything happens to the Hutian kiln, other burners will also be alert."

Hearing this, Wu Yin felt like his butt was on fire. How could he still have a relationship with Wanshou Ci?You must know that Emperor Wanqing loved porcelain as much as his life, and it was ten thousand years old, so couldn't he make a big deal about it?
Preparations for this matter had begun many years ago, and no one from the six yamen and three divisions in Beijing dared to slack off.Don't say anything wrong, even if it costs a lot of money to mention something in the court, you will be punished by the emperor.

He looked around quietly, but still felt uneasy, so he came closer to Xu Zhiliu and lowered his voice and said, "Did you think wrong? What's wrong with Wanshou Porcelain? Could it be that it still takes your money?"

"Then have you ever thought about why Aragonese remained silent after the incident?"

Wu Yin is not in vain and does not understand anything.Under such circumstances, the only way out is to tell the truth. How could Aragonese keep silent if he could open his mouth?

"He must be threatened!"

And as the overlord of Jingdezhen, who can threaten him?

The answer is self-evident.

It's an official.

The county magistrate at that time was Zhang Wensi.

Zhang Wensi has been seen by Wu Yin these days. He is the eunuch's lackey, and he doesn't have much backbone. He doesn't dare to offend Xia Ying, so he jumps left and right like a clown.

There is no trace of what a parent should be.

According to the law, he should have been cut to pieces when Wan Niang's incident happened.It's a pity that he escaped the disaster at that time. I didn't want him to be involved in the major case more than ten years ago.

With hundreds of thousands of taels of silver missing, what else could be possible?It must have been corrupted!

"But Zhang Wensi, a mere first-term county magistrate, how dare you?"

"If he is alone, he may not be able to shake Aragonite."

"what do you mean……"

Wu Yin didn't dare to think about it.

The blood all over his body was boiling, screaming for him to do something quickly.When he thought about his sister Wu Jia who was still stranded here, he was even more worried and wanted to send her back to the capital immediately.

Ever since I came here to take office, this issue has not stopped one after another.

Which area is as noisy as Jingdezhen?
At this moment, Xu Zhiliu's mood was no calmer than Wu Yin's.If it really only concerns Wanshou porcelain and the life and death of the folk kiln, after all, next year will be the year of Wanshou, and the firing has just begun, so there is room for maneuver in everything.

But things are not that simple.

What he didn't tell Wu Yin was that his father also died in the year of the Wen Ding kiln accident, which was only one month apart from the time when Wen Shi committed suicide by throwing himself into the river.

Although one happened in Yaoli and the other in Jingdezhen, and the two places were hundreds of miles apart, it would not be such a coincidence, but he still had a premonition, an indescribable and weird premonition.

His father's death was related to aragonite.

**
In the following days, Xu Zhiliu kept trying to contact Siliu.

The household registration documents in the county government were incomplete, and the documents related to the Wedding kiln were burned. After Wu Yin's repeated visits, Xu Zhiliu became more and more certain that there were huge secrets hidden behind the Wedding kiln and aragonite.

Now the relevant records have been deliberately destroyed by those who are interested. Only by finding Aragonese Shi himself can we learn the truth.

It's a pity that Wenshi, or Siliu, probably didn't want anyone to discover his true identity, so he lived in seclusion for many years, eating and living in the accounting room.

If the stewards of Wang Yu's porcelain shops and shops encountered an emergency and needed money, they had to go to the Anqing kiln to report in person.For normal settlements on New Year's Day and every quarter, we go to the owner's house together and hand over the account books to the accountant and the boss at the same time.

The rules of the Anqing kiln are indeed a bit troublesome when encountering emergencies, but Wang Yu relies on Siliu and does not force it. Fortunately, over the years, Siliu has managed it properly, and the Anqing kiln has prospered, so the rules have continued.

Xu Zhiliu thought about making some noise to lure the snake out of the cave, but because of Aragonese's temperament, even if he went out, he would not be the only one surrounded by people.

Wu Yin did say that he could sneak into the Anqing kiln and catch the people out, but this would make too much noise.

The most important thing is that since Aragonese sent a letter, he would not be unwary.Any move they make at this time will make Wenshi more cautious than before. Therefore, if he wants to meet him alone, it will be difficult to reach the sky unless he shows his face.

"This is how to do?"

Even the peerless master Wu Yin was in trouble.

Winter was about to come, and the New Year would bring longevity. The closer the day came, the more nervous he became. However, Wu Jia was still a stubborn donkey. He tried his best to persuade her to go back, but he repeatedly aroused her suspicion.

In the past few days, Wu Yin really didn't want to eat or drink, and he had lost a lot of weight.

He kept spinning around the study like a headless fly.

Suddenly, he heard the person by the window speak: "Didn't you ask me last time, what was Wang Yunxian's intention in buying the horse?"

"what?"

Wu Yin wanted to say, I bet you heard me, why are you pretending to be deaf?
"He's not looking for a wife for Texue."

"What's that for?"

Xu Zhiliu looked into the distance with a distant gaze.

The autumn wind blew his clothes, and the sky-blue ripples brought him back to the acre of square pond.His voice became hoarse when he thought of the "Hengqu Quotations" that he had casually thrown into the puddle that day.

"To make her happy."

"Tomorrow is her birthday."

"I want to go to Hutian Kiln and say happy birthday to her in person and wish her a hundred years of peace."

This may be the last blessing he can say to her.

Qiuqiu is about to lose his horse, and where will Liuliu go? Please see the next chapter for the breakdown~~