chapter 2

Liang Peiqiu came to Anqing Kiln at the age of twelve. After a few years, he was immersed in the two major burns of porcelain and kiln factories. The most seen was the hand of the craftsman.

At first, she followed the master to learn to draw porcelain, depicting the “bone bones” of porcelain on the porcelain tire soil, and was asked to “practice hands” regardless of day and night.

Later, every time you look at people, you always have to look at each other’s hand first. When you look at it, you can guess the other party’s work.

For example, the master who specializes in painting porcelain usually has some dyes that cannot be washed away. In recent years, Emperor Wanqing Emperor is unique blue and white, and the court and even the folks have set off a blue and white heat. Naturally, the fingertips are mostly gray -black precipitation; the master who specializes in pulling the blank will deal with the mud, and there will always be some historical dirt in the nail seams; Some wounds; the masters of the kiln factory have worked hard all year round, the wind blows the sun, and the hands are rough and dark.

But there are exceptions.

It’s like the hand holding the cuffs in front of him to avoid the robe from getting to the tea cup.

Sleeid and vigorous.

Under the cyan blood vessels, the unspeakable tension is flowing.

However, all this comes from Liang Peiqiu’s imagination and judgment.

She knew that hand and was deeper than knowing herself.

Intersection

Wang Yunxian’s position, could not see anything else, and saw the arm, just to be identified carefully, so he heard the sound of music turned sharply. Wu Nong said softly, the porcelain drum shook, and the piano string was stunned.

The tune is gradual and strong, and her daughter has a high voicing, and she is like a horsepower, which is powerful.

Wang Yunxian and Liang Peiqiu looked at each other, and they saw unusual meaning from each other’s eyes.

This is a famous battle song in history. Before the three armies, Wan Ma Qi Ming, both intimidated the enemy, inspiring morale, but also the deep meaning of the soldiers who did not fight.

To put it bluntly, it is best to bleed without war. Let me listen to this war song, let you see the determination of our soldiers. If you know interest and surrender early, you and I can also say and talk.

What about me, naturally there is a pity.

Jingdezhen advocates god sacrifice in the local area. Every year, there are colorful dramas of all five lakes and four seas. Among them, the most famous and most interpretation of this battle is adapted from this war song. Later, it was mostly used to recruit talents and recruit Tongjia.

Occasionally it means good.

However, how scary is it good to show the battle song.

Somehow, in the morning and March in early spring, Wang Yunxian, who was dressed thinly, had a cold sweat.

He wiped his forehead, and his heart was not what ordinary people could make up. No wonder the Crane Museum was located in the deserted and strict inside and outside.

Just no matter what he thought, he was not timid at all, and he said with Pei Qiu’s ear: “What do you mean? The moment was a gentle hometown, the fierce drum was named in the next moment, , Isn’t it just for this? That ’s really the bloody, big!”

How old Liang Peiqiu didn’t know, only with her understanding of that person, this out should not mean him.

Then, there should be more than one person after the screen.

And the person who has not appeared from beginning to end may be the real master of this drama today.

Sure enough, when the sound of music disappeared, the singing porcelain class retreated one by one, and the attic was silent for a while, and two words came out.

Liang Peiqiu squatted in the rockery under the stone wall, far away, and couldn’t hear what he was talking about. He only faintly grasped a few words, which was related to the Dragon Tank.

At this point, Wang Yunxian is also unhappy.

After leaving, he and Liang Peiqiu said: “Listening to the sound of that end seems to be an eunuch.”

Liang Peiqiu nodded.

This person is named An Nineteen, over twenty -five years old, and looks like a white -faced scholar. When he doesn’t speak, he is gentle and gentle. With a mouthful, his voice is like the cat who stepped on his tail. Essence

He was sent to the Royal Kiln Factory to assist the eunuch of the Governor’s Tao. The real power is not comparable to the county magistrate. Only this year, the eunuch is not the first one. Jingdezhen in the mouth is naturally not to be underestimated.

Today, it is not yet on, and he sings a big scene in the Crane Pavilion.

The boundary of the floating beam is not large, and the eunuch can get the eunuch’s blue eyes, and it is related to the dragon cylinder.

Thinking of this, I have a conclusion on Wang Yunxian, the man of the Tsing Yi, and inevitably sarcastic: “It’s him again.”

Liang Peiqiu looked at it, and a pair of eyes were dark and dark in the morning light, and Wang Yunxian’s heartbeat suddenly leaked. He said, “You, you must guessed it, is it Xu Zhiliu?”

Liang Peiqiu was silent.

Wang Yunxian said again: “I think he is only in his early twenties. It is a few years older than you and me. He can make the eunuchs who have opened his eyes in the imperial city. It is indeed Xu Dasai!”

After pause, I made up sourly, “You talk about it, it is all the names of the famous nickname, how can he be more resistant to me? I have never even had a positive eye in that eunuch. Okay, I heard the drama in this golden nest! Look at those girls, how good it is to sing the green sprouts of the water … I don’t understand, we are not burning in the big dragon cylinder, so I don’t have to burn it. Don’t invite me? ”

As he said while peeping at Liang Peiqiu’s look, he saw that she was always out of the word. Wang Yunxian was annoyed and stopped and raised his hand to stop her.

“Back to this person, you can see a fart like a gourd! I don’t care, you must give me an explanation today. Where is the difference between me and I Xu Zhiliu?”

He was stubborn, like a chicken, “He became Tong Sheng, who was ten years old. In this regard, he was indeed talented. I admit it. What about other aspects? Isn’t it better to be more powerful than him? You do n’t believe it, do you do n’t like me in the paintings on both sides of Linhe? ”

“Hum, this gang of snobbish eyes, did Xu Zhiliu give birth to a few years? Seeing him proud, I didn’t have the same effort with him. If we really want to start the platform, we may not lose to his lake field kiln! ”

“Pei Qiu, you speak! Is it so difficult to admit that I am better than him?”

Liang Peiqiu saw that he stomped like a child who was not growing up, and couldn’t help laughing.

With this smile, Wang Yunxian was even more annoyed, blushing, and a unspeakable heart of her heart.

In the end, Pei Qiu is a woman. This aspect has always been in a proper. At first sight, the situation was wrong and ran away.

Wang Yunxian stared at her back to run away, leaning her lips, and then took a bitter smile.

From time to the beginning, he began to have hostility to Xu Zhiliu, perhaps out of instincts, perhaps just a keen sense of smell.

A opponent who has hardly played a talk, what can be grudge in private? It is necessary to talk about entanglement, and it can only start with two business.

Like Anqing Kiln, Huntian kiln is a large kiln household in two lines. The two sides started fighting skills from the ancestors, Dou Kiln Factory, Master Dou, and it was difficult to divide. It’s just that the history of Hu Tian kiln has a deep history, which is slightly better than Anqing Kiln.

As the Shaodong family of Hu Tian Kiln, Xu Zhiliu is even more people than people.

Not to mention Jingde Town, it is several heavy towns around Fuliang County. He can be regarded as the number one character. In the younger generation, no one can win him in the younger generation. In terms of business, he is also a leader.

It can be said that he involved the 80 lines of the ceramics industry, and he was all refined. The most important thing is that its appearance is more than Pan An, gentle and passionate, but is the dream of countless women.

Well, Wang Yunxian, who is inferior to everything, naturally doesn’t look at him!

However, only Wang Yunxian knew why he didn’t look down on Xu Zhiliu.

Intersection

Back to Anqing Kiln, Wang Yu had already sent someone to wait at the door.

As soon as the two came in, the little sister -in -law rushed to turn the axis, raised the water to lift the water, and the incense burning incense was burned. Wang Yunxian also wanted to bathe with La Peiqiu together, scaring Pei Qiu to make the flowers, and shake his head into a wave drum. It appeared in time and was violent at Wang Yunxian.

Wang Xiaoye was born, and Pei Qiu was relieved.

Back to the remote west mouth of the backyard alone, Liang Peiqiu unblocked his neckline, took the hot towel to wipe his face, and poured a whole cup of hot tea.

The cool air dispersed, and then changed his clothes and rushed to the kiln factory. Thinking of the attic on the road, the heart was still sudden and couldn’t calm down.

Think about it, she has never seen him for a long time.

The burning task of the dragon cylinder is too tight, and the requirements of the Royal Kiln Factory have also been very strict. In the past six months, she has never been out. The situation in the town has changed.

When the official selection system of North Korea is strict, officials below the five products below the country must be evaluated every three years, and they will return to Beijing for their duties every six years. Once, some changes will happen in the Chaotang pattern.

If you are lucky, your career may be broken.

The officials of the capital, relying on the strong geographical advantages, concentrated regimes, and relatively convenient movement. Therefore, most of the unlucky are local officials each time of assessment.

However, it is not accurate. The main depends on the background is hard or hard. I don’t pay attention to catching up with the regime.

There was a Beijing inspection in the former dynasty. The six officials involved in it. They experienced several rounds of scolding battles, so that several officials who went to the cabinet to the cabinet were forced to resign, and the bureau was turned upside down.

Liang Peiqiu did not care about the political affairs of Chaotang. He was in a small town in the southern countryside. He was drunk in craftsmanship. The political affairs of the Chaotang seemed to have nothing to do with her.

In recent years, with the struggle between the eunuchs and the civilian group, the small slap in the large palm of Jingdezhen has also been stirred up in muddy water, gradually becoming a large dye tank, and becoming a chip of political fighting.

As a party, An Nineteen, Yang Gong, who was born, was born, and was born with two passers -by.

Then the critical moment to Jingcha, the standing team is particularly important.

Liang Peiqiu remembered the passionate battle song, thinking of the presence of good associative, and suddenly paused.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the clouds that gathered in the morning gradually dissipated, and the sun was leaked from the clouds. With a kind of breaking, it bloomed quickly and visible to the naked eye.

But when the light came down and came to the dense chimney over the Jingde Town, Chaoxia and Fireworks gradually blended, and a larger cloud torch broke out. It turned out that people could not see the Changjiang of Changjiang, who had passed through the city under the city.

If the river water is not visible, how can those hundreds of thousands of kiln mouths born from the shore be seen?

In the face of power, who can stand the test?

Liang Peiqiu watched it, and the huge Yun Tu was eaten a little bit, and the end of the kiln was still immortal. It was the foundation of the Jingdezhen people who lived. It can swallow the light and even the heavens, and never die.

Her heart suddenly glowed with a sourness, her heart drew her heart, her inexplicable emotions rushed to her throat, and told her to look away and stop looking at the fireworks.

As far as she knows, An Ninete also threw an olive branch from Anqing Kiln. Only Master ’s ancestors had training. Anqing Kiln only did business and did not involve politics.

As a result, Wang Yu, the official kiln, and the county have been walking around in recent years. They have grasped the appropriate level.

Although it is difficult to maintain the relationship, both sides are not pleased, but fortunately, if you have skills, you can barely operate.

Huntian kiln is different.

The head of the folk kiln, the great cause of the family, is unable to choose, Xu Zhiliu was born in the quagmire.

So, if this drama today, Ruo Anjian really draws him, will he compromise with his hard -nting temperament?

Will he bow his head to the phenomenon for the lake field kiln?

Liang Peiqiu didn’t know the answer, but only thinking so, he added unspeakable sadness.

If he even bowed his head.

If even Xu Zhiliu bowed his head …

(This chapter is finished)

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