"Ruan Xiaoqi, a good man in Liangshan, assumed the pseudonym Xiao En after the failure of the uprising, hid in the rivers and lakes, returned to his old business, and fished with his daughter Gui Ying for a living. He wanted to live in peace, but because the bully Ding Yuanwai colluded with the corrupt official Lu Ziqiu to repeatedly extort fishing taxes and oppress fishermen, he couldn't bear it, so he resisted, beat the teacher, killed Ding Yuanwai, and left the country. This drama exposes a cruel and violent society, and exposes the darkness of the protection of officials and officials, and we ordinary people just want to unite and resist the evil forces together! The storyteller took a shocking photo, and a few voices praised him, which was endless sighing.

Who would have thought that the famous Peking Opera drama "Fishing and Killing Home" would finally lose to the rainy night "Killing Chickens and Monkeys".

Twenty rings, how many people witnessed that scene with their own eyes, and since then, with An Nineteen has come a kind of fear and obedience engraved in their bones.

On the day Xia Ying took office, the principals of the three kilns and nine associations all went to the city gate to greet them, and An Nineteen was also impressively listed.

Fortunately, Xia Ying is a good person. He doesn't like extravagance and waste, all the banquet wine is pushed away, it is not good to form a party for personal gain, vigorously check the three kilns and nine meetings, and clean them up one by one from top to bottom, and in just a few days, Jingdezhen people turned upside down. There are the likes of An Nineteen Friends, and they were even sent to Jingdezhen Yamen on the spot, but he has been operating in Jingdezhen for several years, and the roots are deep and intertwined, which is not easy to shake.

But even if a few lice were caught from him, the big guy would be happy. When the fire was cleared in the second half of the night, Liang Peiqiu suddenly came over to inspect and instructed the watchmen to clean up the remaining charcoal. In this way, the fire falls, and the porcelain can be cooked under the feet.

Generally, it takes a day and a night to burn a kiln, and the table worker is responsible for the second half of the night and the next afternoon, and the billet worker is responsible for the first half of the day and the next morning.

The watchman smiled from ear to ear when he talked about catching lice, and when he saw Liang Peiqiu's expressionless face, he didn't dare to laugh.

Xiao Liang is a little god recognized by the big guy, he became the leader of a kiln at a young age, although he is a lot older, he may not be promoted, it depends on him. So all night long, the watchman was like sitting on pins and needles, and every time the words came to his mouth, he closed his mouth when he saw Xiao Liang Mumu's eyes.

This situation lasted for about half a month, and Wang Yu couldn't bear it anymore and went to Hutian Kiln in person.

Liang Pei was seriously injured in the fight with the real murderer on a rainy night, there was a large black blue in the corner of his eye, his mouth was broken, and there were wounds all over his body. During the scuffle, the other party also picked up a wooden stick and hit him in the back of the head, so half of his head was swollen and has not been swollen to this day. In addition, the kiln stayed up all night, and after many days of hangover, the whole face was thin and sunken, the face was yellow, and there was no trace of brilliance, just leaning on the porch, looking at the smoke-filled chimney in a daze all day.

Xu Zhiliu watched him at the small door for a long, long time, and those glowing eyes didn't notice him. He approached, put the hot sauce elbow in front of him, and called, "Xiao Liang." ”

Liang Peiqiu raised his eyes.

"Why don't you eat?" Xu Zhiliu said, "Uncle Wang said that you have been in poor spirits recently, but you are sick?" Have you ever gone to see a doctor? ”

His voice was warm, no different from before, but Liang Peiqiu was extremely uncomfortable to hear. He looked away and said, "I'm not sick, I'm just not hungry." ”

Xu Zhiliu was helpless and sat down next to him. The two were quiet for a while, and Xu Zhiliu spoke again: "Actually, it's nothing, I don't mind, you don't have to feel sorry for me." ”

"Don't you really mind?" Liang Peiqiu still couldn't help but ask, "Then why didn't you go to the night patrol kiln factory again?" ”

It is said that the murderer is brought to justice, everything is back on track, and it should be the same as before, but he has not appeared again for half a month, and there is no longer his figure under the moonlight of the lion!

Liang Peiqiu got up suddenly, the sunlight made him dizzy, he shook and barely stood on his feet.

"I'm going to wait for you every day."

Can't wait every day. His brother Liu is such a diligent person, a very good person...... Liang Peiqiu gritted her teeth, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I've never been in such a mood, I hate An Nineteen to death, I even, even ......"

He even wanted to kill the man. If killing An XIX can bring everything back to its place, he is willing to do it. He is willing to do anything for Brother Liu.

As if guessing what he was going to say, Xu Zhiliu interrupted in time: "Xiao Liang, don't wait. ”

There was a slight chill in his voice.

Liang Peiqiu suddenly looked back and looked down at him from above.

"In the future, I won't go to the kiln factory to patrol the night again." Xu Zhiliu didn't look at him. He couldn't say why he didn't dare to look at Liang Peiqiu.

Until he left that day, Xu Zhiliu did not explicitly say why he no longer inspected the kiln factory, but soon Liang Peiqiu had an answer.

An nineteen good fortune, Jingdezhen is well known. Since he was appointed to supervise pottery, he has accepted bribes, bullied potters, forcibly occupied land, colluded with porcelain merchants to resell high-quality porcelain to make profits, and arbitrarily changed the porcelain tax system and the rules of various halls and commercial houses, which made Jiangxi's porcelain industry miserable...... It is notorious and well-known.

"Let's talk about the porcelain tax first, which has always been carried out according to the gangs, and each gang pays taxes according to the variety and quantity of porcelain purchased. Although the branches, helps, bags, and baskets are of different thicknesses, varieties, and tax rates are different, everyone has acquiesced that the rules of the trade are the rules of the trade, and they want to be fair, but do you know? All those who have close contacts with the fox king will have to discount the porcelain tax, as little as eight or nine off, and as much as two! ”

In order to avoid trouble, the people gave An 19 a nickname, jokingly called "Fox King", alluding to his fox and fake tiger power, and he was powerful and blessed.

"How can this be true? Could it be that no one in Jiangxi can cure him? ”

"Don't say it, there are indeed people who can cure the fox king in the first two years. This person united with the major porcelain merchants to protest to the Fuliang Porcelain Bureau and the Imperial Kiln Factory, and finally agreed to carry out corresponding discounts according to the quality and quantity of porcelain. The porcelain merchants paid less taxes, so naturally they didn't need to go around to dredge the door, and the fox king suffered a big loss, and he hid at home for a while and didn't go out! ”

"Hurry!"

"Who is that man? Why didn't he come to punish the fox king when there was a miasma of smoke in the city recently? ”

"Tell me more! This man has fallen into the fox's den! "As soon as Mr. Storyteller mentioned this, he was angry, and the four people were shocked," Xu Shilun, the head of the Suhu Guild Hall, in order to expand the construction area of the guild hall, fought with the Huangjiazhou Zhou people, resulting in the death of three people. was supposed to be sentenced to a heavy sentence, but it is said that Xu Shilun transported a few boxes of treasures overnight to curry favor with the fox king, but what happened? Xu Shilun was fined a little money This matter is actually over, how can the people of Huangjiazhou be willing to give up, a piece of paper will Xu Shilun and the fox king to the province, when the officials of the criminal department came down to inspect, the people of Huangjiazhou kept silent and lied that there was no such thing. Guess who gags his mouth? Without waiting for the tea guests to respond, the storyteller immediately raised his voice and said angrily, "That's right, it's that person!" It is said that he took Xu Shilun's condolence money and talked with Huang Jiazhou for a long night, comforting the family of the deceased, and giving grace and power. Xu Shilun praised his talent in the city, and he deserved to be the porcelain industry Zhuge Xu Zhiliu! ”

In recent days, Xu Zhiliu has traveled 80 lines for the fox king, settling disputes, subduing people's hearts, sweeping away debts, becoming an accomplice and lackey, and gaining countless infamy. Mr. Storyteller doesn't need to write a notebook at all, and it's another evil deed to do it easily!

"The fox king stumbled on the porcelain tax, so he put his crooked idea on the donation ticket. We all know that to open a porcelain store, you need to donate a post, and you can only open it if you get the official post of the Ministry of Industry, which needs to rely on the connoisseur to cut the donation ticket. Speaking of connoisseurs, everyone has counted in their hearts, and Xu, the great talent of Hutian kiln, has written signboards for many porcelain shops! The fox king was in cahoots with him, reporting more and less, and cheating donations! Is it tolerable or unbearable! How can the porcelain industry, the association and the assembly hall all snort, and no one dares to speak! If it goes on like this, I see that the porcelain industry in Jingdezhen is in danger! ”

"You talk nonsense!"

The storyteller was about to rise in anger when he heard a short shout in the hall, and when he looked up, he saw that it was a young man. The young man's eyes were already full of anger, and his face turned red: "You are talking nonsense, he is definitely not that kind of person." However, the slightly trembling voice betrayed him.

The storyteller twisted his long beard and said: "Justice is in the hearts of the people, if you don't believe it, and we'll see, Xu Zhiliu...... The former Xu Dacai is gone. ”

In May, the teahouses in the city are full. According to the rules of the porcelain industry, all apprentices must serve a bowl of tea, and there is always a big or small thing that is inseparable from tea. The teahouse was lively, and I couldn't hide any news.

Just yesterday, An'an 19 joined forces with the three kilns and nine associations to override public opinion and elected Hutian kiln as the industry leader. Xia Ying and Wang Yu took the Hutian kiln to compete with it, and when they competed on the same stage with the latest kiln finished product, they were hacked by the other party, and an extremely bad kiln accident occurred, resulting in the death of a plus watch worker on the spot, and dozens of kiln households suffered heavy losses.

Wang Yu was so humiliated that he led people to break into the Hutian kiln at night, and scolded Xu Zhong for three hundred rounds, and finally after Xu Zhiliu appeared, he spat at him, and his anger and anger only turned into one sentence: "Xu Zhiliu, you are a craftsman in vain!" ”

So, after a night of spring breeze, every household began to scold Xu Zhiliu.

The discussion in the teahouse was in full swing, but the parties were sitting in the court, and there was little sense of stealing. As soon as the spring cold in March passed, the heavy winter clothes gradually faded, and the whole person was lighter, Xu Zhiliu wore a blue gown, leaned against the trunk and looked at the center of the lake, and the book in his hand had not turned a page for a long time.

Hearing the footsteps, he thought that he had been delivering tea for a while, but he didn't reply: "Let's put it down first." ”

I don't want to go a long time without hearing movement. He paused slightly, turned his head slowly, and crashed into a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Liang Peiqiu stayed awake all night, both tired by the Anqing kiln accident and trapped by his soul, after thinking about it for a long time, he decided to come to him. He said, don't listen to the book, if you want to know anything, come and ask him directly.

He wanted to open the skylight and say something, but it was so difficult. He trembled and hesitated for a long time before asking, "The kiln accident, yes, did you arrange for people to move?" ”

Xu Zhiliu was speechless.

Liang Peiqiu walked around in front of him, his eyes were warm and a little earnest, and he was very anxious: "You say, why don't you speak?" Could it really be you? There are also Huangjiazhou and porcelain taxes and donations, are you doing it? ”

He is like an ant on a hot pot, about to be burned to death! And this day, in fact, is long overdue. Xu Zhiliu couldn't avoid it, raised her eyes and looked directly at him and said, "It's me." ”

If you want, I'll give you this answer.

"Xiao Liang, I made it."

"Why? Why! ”

Xu Zhiliu smiled at the corner of her lips: "What else can I do for it, I have enough days of snorting on people." "For the supreme authority, for the glory and riches, for the sake of all people, are not all things acquiesced by God?

"If there is no accident, this year's Wanshou Banquet Emperor will announce that the representative of Jingdezhen tribute porcelain will be rewarded, and An 19 will recommend me as a representative to Beijing as a representative of the big dragon jar. This is my only chance. ”

"Is there a chance to soar?" Liang Peiqiu stared at the person in front of him, feeling incredulous, and couldn't help but take two steps back, "Just for, in order to enter Beijing to invite rewards, you and An Nineteen are in cahoots, covering up his evil deeds, helping him deal with the mess, and attacking An Qingyao?" ”

"He and I just take what we need. As for Anqing kiln, it has always been the most powerful competitor of Hutian kiln, and now that Xia Ying believes in you and Wang Yu, I can only prepare early. ”

What to prepare? Are you prepared to deal with him?! Liang Peiqiu couldn't spit out the words when he came to his mouth, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was actually Brother Liu, whom he had looked up to for ten years.

Ten years, he has been looking up to someone.

Liang Peiqiu was like a drowning person, throwing out a book in the last trace of clarity. Xu Zhiliu's eyes paused, and his back stiffened for a moment.

"When I was five years old, my father took me to meet a gentleman. At that time, I heard a person in the house talking about a poet who happened to be a poet who lived in seclusion in Jiangxi in his later years. The poet was very happy to see the coming of spring in the countryside. ”

This poem is: the grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. When the man explained the poetry, he had the same smile on his face as the poet, and said that he would be like the poet when he was old. I didn't understand the laughter in the private school, but I just felt that the smile was very bright and warm, and that was the first time I saw the light in a person. ”

"Later, my husband mentioned him to his father, praised him as a rare talent in a hundred years, and praised him in sixteen words."

Sincere and forgetful, in the sun and moon;

The fierce air does not disperse, and it grows into a thunderstorm.

"I was too young to know that the day he said he wanted to be like a poet in the future was his last day in private school. The gentleman tried his best to keep him, but he smiled and left in style. I couldn't read the poem, I couldn't read his demeanor, but I thought it was his true light. Liang Peiqiu's eyes were already filled with tears, "Brother Liu, do you really not remember me?" You were in a hurry to go out that day, and I bumped into you, and you gave me this book. ”

At that time, he stared at the "Hengqu Quotations" on the ground and was stupid, and his heart was full of Mingyue's nervousness. But he thought he liked it, generously gave the book, and then left with his sleeves in a breeze.

Later he saw his footnotes in the book.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. Isn't that your ambition? He thought he understood him, his tiredness and diligence, his generosity and justice, and he thought he was the most special one, and secretly looked up to him, with an unclear but unwavering appreciation and determination in his chest, which had never changed over the years.

But why has he changed?

Xu Zhiliu took the book of "Hengqu Quotations", thinking that it was well preserved, except that the pages were a little yellowed, there was no other damage, and for a while he couldn't tell what his feelings were, but he seemed to understand, why this young man always looked at him, and there was always a longing in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

I see.

Although his memory was a little distant, he remembered that he left at that time, not as chic as Xiao Liang said, otherwise he would not have bumped into a child in a hurry. Needless to say, the situation at home at that time was needless to say, his mother Anan was sick, he was flawless and destitute, and leaving was the best outcome.

"That was indeed my ambition, when I was young and determined to study and make a name for myself. But then, it wasn't. With that, he tossed the book into the pond at his feet.

Liang Peiqiu's eyes were split, and he rushed over to pick up the book and hugged it tightly in his arms. His body trembled slightly in the midst of depression from unknown anger, shame, or disappointment.

He felt a clear betrayal, as if he had been thrown into a pan of oil, fried, and dying.

"When you are young and ignorant, you will follow in someone's footsteps because of some kind of light. Xiao Liang, now that you have grown up, you should understand that what you once looked up to was only a bright brilliance that you believed was correct in your heart, but that brilliance was not me. ”

Liang Peiqiu laughed at herself: "Although I am young, I am not ignorant. ”

"Well, just don't come to me again."

"Are you going to start dealing with me?"

"Wang Yu will not let go of the Hutian kiln."

"That's him, not me! It's not me with you. Liang Peiqiu stood up, looked at Xu Zhiliu and said, "I just want to know, will I become hostile to you after all?" ”

"If you want, you can also abandon Wang Yu and enter my Hutian kiln."

"Brother Liu, don't say it." Liang Peiqiu couldn't listen to it anymore. A living human life! The watchman who had nothing to say to him not long ago, the child was still in infancy, and a family fell apart due to a sudden man-made disaster. He closed his eyes, his shirt soaked with damp books, but the coldness was far less than the bone-chilling coldness of some kind of faith tear in his heart, and it almost swallowed him.

"If you keep going like this, we will only be enemies."

He recalled the past, like a dream. The man was right in front of him, so close and yet so far away. Liang Peiqiu said: "Brother Liu, if you are an enemy from now on, I will ......" I should not look up at that light anymore, "I hope you are so self-cherishing." ”