The celadon of Yuezhou, there was a Tang Dynasty, and the white porcelain of Xingzhou, like the white porcelain of Xingzhou, was extremely loved by scholars and scholars.

Wu Qing walked into the study and saw a middle-aged man who was a little fat, and the middle-aged man obviously didn't realize that Wu Qing was so young. After being stunned for a moment, he bowed deeply and said, "Zhu Ming has seen Gongzi." ”

Wu Qing said with a smile: "Uncle doesn't have to be polite, sit down first, and let's talk slowly." ”

So, the two sat down separately and served tea with their own Qiu Ju. Zhu Ming's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw the gaiwan tea placed on the desk, and then said, "Could this be clear tea?" ”

Wu Qing smiled: "Exactly, uncle, let's taste it first, if you don't get used to it, I will order someone to take buttermilk!" ”

Zhu Ming hurriedly arched his hand and said: "There are such teahouses in Yangzhou and Yuezhou, and Zhu has also tasted it." ”

Wu Qing took the tea bowl, used the lid to pluck the floating tea leaves, and then tasted it carefully, and said: "Please come uncle, presumably the uncle already knows, the scale of the uncle's porcelain kiln in Yuezhou is also very large, I want to cooperate with the uncle in the future, from tomorrow, the porcelain from the uncle's porcelain kiln, I have all the bags!" ”

Zhu Ming's heart tightened, before he came, he thought that it would be very good to be able to sell some of it, but he didn't expect it to be all, he was not the only one who burned porcelain in Yuezhou, why did this son cooperate with him?

"Dare to ask why Gongzi chose Zhu?" Zhu Ming had doubts in his heart, so he naturally wanted to ask clearly.

Wu Qing smiled: "I know, if I don't say it, the uncle must have doubts in his heart, so let's talk about it." First of all, the uncle's family has been burning porcelain for generations, and the skills have matured; The second is that the uncle is a loyal and kind person, who has helped countless poor people, and is able to honor his mother who has been paralyzed for many years, which is really rare. The most important thing is that Zhu kiln is on par with Chen kiln. It's just that uncle, you don't know how to do it, so you lose the order of the court. And I also know that my uncle has a backlog of porcelain, so I chose my uncle. ”

Zhu Ming's heart was cold, his situation was investigated by this son, and he knew almost nothing about this son, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

Wu Qing said with a smile: "How many pieces of porcelain does the uncle have in his backlog?" ”

Zhu Ming sighed in his heart, if he couldn't sell the porcelain, his ancestral business would collapse in his own hands, did he still care about the identity of this son? So he said: "Over the years, there are 100,000 pieces of porcelain in the backlog!" ”

100,000 pieces. So many! Wu Qing was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and said, "If I want it all, what price will the uncle sell me at?" ”

Zhu Ming was happy in his heart, it seems that this son really wants to sell porcelain, but there are so many porcelain. What is he going to do? "A hundred pieces, what do you think, Childe?"

Wu Qing was silent. A piece of Baiwen. This is a piece of celadon, it can be bought in 100 articles, and a piece of Song celadon in later generations can be sold for nearly 100 million yuan, and I don't know how much this Tang celadon will sell? Now such a piece of celadon is only worth 100 wen. Wu Qing sighed, but also understood. The celadon of this period is indeed not expensive, and the extremely exquisite celadon is only a few dozen.

"In this way, each piece of celadon is one hundred and twenty wen, and every piece will be sold at this price in the future. Uncle, what do you think? "Wu Qing doesn't want to take advantage of it too much, otherwise he really doesn't want to go in his conscience.

A flush appeared on Zhu Ming's face, he got up and walked to Wu Qing, bowed, and then said excitedly: "Gongzi is really the benefactor of the Zhu family, please be blessed again!" ”

Wu Qing was speechless, and it was too late to stop him, so he accepted the uncle's gift safely, "Uncle, you can't do this in the future, and sit down first, and then we will discuss the details." ”

Changan.

This year, because the crown prince Li Hongxu was in Luoyang, Gaozong and the Queen of Heaven Wu left Luoyang early and returned to the Daming Palace in Chang'an.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace has been dressed up, and a jar of osmanthus wine has been moved into the Lin De Hall of Daming Palace, because tonight in the Lin De Palace, Gaozong wants to give a banquet to the ministers.

The Queen of Heaven took Gaozong's arm, and the two of them walked along the corridor by the Taiye Pool towards the Lin De Palace. The queen of heaven said: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the "Neon Dress and Feather Dance" in the Lin De Hall six years ago? ”

Gaozong smiled: "Mei Niang, why don't I remember?" It was the happiest time of my life, and I never thought that it would be six years. Mei Niang, time flies so fast, we are all old! ”

The queen of heaven smiled charmingly, she was fifty-two years old, and the years still did not carve traces on her face, "Your Majesty, my nephew Wu Qing has now opened a wine shop in Shangyuan County, and the wine brewed is specially tributed to the emperor for a thousand altars." ”

"Oh? What kind of wine did you give me so much? "Emperor Gaozong was also very fond of fine wine.

The queen of heaven said: "Do you remember the wine that Wuqing put in front of Hong'er's spirit after Hong'er passed away? ”

Gaozong was stunned for a moment, a touch of sadness appeared on his face, and said: "It turned out to be that wine, it is said that it was researched by Wuqing and Hong'er together, does that wine have a name?" ”

The queen of heaven was also very sad, and she didn't answer, so she said: "This is Wuqing's recital, does the emperor want to see it?" ”

Gaozong paused and said, "Take a look, I am still ashamed of Wuqing." ”

So he took over the fold, only to see the vigorous and powerful book, wrote: "Your Majesty, the minister in Shangyuan brewed a thousand altars of wine for His Majesty, this wine that was drunk with the prince in the past, and I also hope that His Majesty will taste and give the name." Grass people Wuqing worship! ”

Just a few simple sentences, after reading it, Gaozong closed his eyes, and then sighed, and said, "Mei Niang, am I right or wrong?" ”

The queen of heaven said: "Your Majesty has its own truth, Wu Qing is young and frivolous, and he has done many wrong things, and His Majesty only exiled him to Runzhou, which is already a great kindness." Wu Qing will only be grateful, and the concubines will only be grateful. ”

Gaozong sighed, and then said, "Hey, if you and my son have half of Wuqing's talent, why should I worry so much. Mei Niang, just pardon Wuqing and let him take a good look at my Tang Dynasty, but he is not allowed to return to Beijing! ”

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wu Qing doesn't like festivals very much, just like in his previous life. Two lives are human, but both lives are burdened with too many things.

Mother Wu brewed osmanthus wine early and made osmanthus cake. Wu Qing made moon cakes with his own hands, and the moon cakes baked in a brick and stone earthen oven were very good-looking, which made Wu couldn't help but be more and more amazed by Wu Qing's intelligence.

Wu Qing looked at the fragrant moon cakes, a string of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, he quickly picked up the osmanthus wine, covered the sleeves of his robe, and wiped away his tears by the way.

A large group of people in the house sat in the courtyard, tasting osmanthus cakes and moon cakes, drinking osmanthus wine, and admiring the round and bright moon in the night sky.

Yan Ruyu just found out about the teacher's sadness, and saw the tears that flowed out, she was puzzled, why did the teacher cry? Now that everyone was seated, she got up and said, "Teacher, tonight, when the moon is in front of the flowers, when there is such a big reunion, why don't you tell a story to everyone?" ”

"Yes, teacher, it's been a long time since you've heard a story!"

Wu Qing looked at his mother Wu, and Wu smiled and said, "My son will fulfill the wishes of these little ones tonight." ”

"Mother's order, the child dare not disobey, the child will talk about it." Wu Qing bowed, and then said: "Legend has it that in the distant wilderness period, there was a sharpshooter named Hou Yi, who was a famous warrior in the tribe, Hou Yi married the most beautiful woman in the world, her name is Chang'e. Hou Yi shot the sun meritorious, got the favor of the gods, gave the elixir and then Chang'e accidentally ate the elixir and ascended to the fairy world, and this day was August 15 and was later beaten into the Moon Palace by the Queen Mother, Hou Yi missed his wife Chang'e, so he made Chang'e's favorite cake to commemorate, hoping to reunite with Chang'e on this day. ”

"The teacher is so sad and sad, it's really boring!" Yan Ruyu pouted.

Wu Qing was stunned, he was really in a bad mood.

Qiu Ju said with a smile: "This is the origin of this moon cake." ”

The old mother Wu showed encouraging eyes and said: "Everyone come to taste this osmanthus wine, you can only taste it once a year, don't waste it." ”

Wu Qing felt very lost, looked at the cheerful children and servants, then twisted the jar of wine, turned to the roof, leaned on the ridge, and looked at the moon, tonight, I don't know if my parents have ever looked at the moon.

"Senior brother!"

I only heard a soft cry, and a girl dressed in white came out. (To be continued......)