For this winter in the last year of Qianlong, Jingdezhen people were very impressed. What impressed me was not only that when the first snow fell in winter, Xu Zhong, the big owner of Hutian Kiln, was imprisoned, but also because in the summer of the same year, the amazing and brilliant Xu Dacai died.

When he walked in a pond full of lotus leaves, he thought of the green stems and leaves swaying in the pond, and he unconsciously thought of the young man; When I think of the pouring rainy night and the blue moon, I will unconsciously think of that young man; Thinking of the kiln fire and the swan song of Peking Opera, I will unconsciously think of that young man.

As Mr. Storyteller said, even if he did all the bad things before he died, there was no way to deny what a superb teenager he was. Now the same regret has befallen Liang Peiqiu, with Zhuyu in front of him, his pain is less painful, and pathetic is less pathetic.

Wang Yu specially sent it around, on the one hand, he didn't want his family to be ugly, and on the other hand, he knew that Liang Peiqiu would not stand by and watch, and would definitely save Xu Zhong. He strode forward to stop Liang Peiqiu and scolded angrily: "Do you know what it means to go? Do you want the entire Anqing kiln to be buried with Xu Zhong? ”

Wang Yu asked him, "If the situation is reversed today, do you think Xu Zhiliu will save me for you, regardless of the safety of Hutian Kiln?" ”

"I ...... I don't know. ”

"Look, you don't even know who he is, why do you ......"

"I'm just sorry for the Hutian kiln!" Liang Peiqiu hurriedly interrupted, "He lost his youth and went to Hutian Kiln, Xu Zhong has the grace to raise him, he devoted his heart and soul to planning for Hutian Kiln, that is his morality, I know that he doesn't need me to do anything for him, what to give up, but Hutian Kiln is not only him and Xu Zhong, but also thousands of potters, what should they do?" ”

For example, how innocent are the potters like sunspots and sunspots, trying to make a living and seeking peace in the porcelain industry? Why can An 19 trample on their lives at will just out of personal grudges? Destroy their Great Wall?

If Xu Zhong subdues, the Hutian kiln will fall only in the evening. Liang Peiqiu knew that he was weak and could not save the fall of the Hutian kiln. But if he doesn't try, just watching Xu Zhong die, seeing those potters have no way out, how will he face Brother Liu? And how do you face your conscience?

"Why? It is because he is powerful and powerful, and that is the right of the superior! Xiao Liang, do you want to be like Xu Zhiliu? Are you going to follow the path he walked? You've seen what happened to him, do you want to go your own way? ”

Wang Yu asked again and again, but Liang Peiqiu couldn't bear it.

He chuckled, the young man was really lonely, and he refused to take a step back.

"Anqing kiln is not my life's work? Xiao Liang, I won't say much to you, but if you go out of this door today, you will no longer be my Anqing kiln person in the future. ”

"Uncle Wang......"

"There you go."

Wang Yu looked at the young man in front of him, and his heart was sad and joyful, "Go ahead, don't come back!" ”

Probably everything is a certain number in the dark, although Wang Yu's performance is doubtful, but compared to this, Xu Zhong's safety is more urgent. When Liang Peiqiu left, he thought that Wang Yu was still angry, and when things had room to turn around, maybe he could forgive him for his recklessness, so he turned back three times step by step, but he still left.

But he hasn't experienced strong winds and waves, he doesn't understand people's guesses, and a villain like An Nineteen who is in camp step by step will not give him a chance to turn back.

He inquired that An Nineteen would have a private banquet in Jiangshui Building in the evening, so he went to wait in front of Jiangshui Building early, not wanting the carriage to arrive, but was stopped.

The other party was An Nineteen's servant, with a short and thick beard, and said to him in a strange manner: "Yo, who is this, a rare guest!" Why is our famous little god here? ”

Liang Peiqiu struggled to maintain stability on crutches, clasped his hands into fists and said, "I have something to ask to see Master An, I bother you to say goodbye." ”

"It's a coincidence that you came today, Lord An has something important to discuss, I'm afraid I can't see you, why don't you come back another day?"

"I wonder when Lord Ann will be in the discussion? I can wait for him. ”

"It's not a good weather tonight, I'm afraid it's going to snow late, and your legs and feet are not convenient, I think it's better to come back another day."

"I really have something important, please ......"

The servant didn't wait for him to finish, and walked towards Jiangshui Tower as soon as he shrank his neck: "If you want to wait, just wait, I'll go in and give you a message, as for the adults who can't see you, I can't be the master." ”

Liang Peiqiu bowed his head and thanked him.

The servant went in to hide from the wind, leaving Liang Peiqiu alone in front of the steps. After nightfall, the Jiangshui Building is connected with the fire trees and silver flowers on both sides of the river, the gongs and drums are noisy, when the 19th of the people drink and feast to the son, the curfew outside the city, the sound in the city is still endless, until the third watch.

After the directors left one after another, An Shijiu was still lying on the couch, drunk in the arms of the beauty. The servant glanced out of the window and said, "Sir, it's snowing." ”

An 19 bit a grape that a beauty brought to his mouth, hummed a little song and sang a Peking opera before he said quietly: "People are still there?" ”

"Yes." The servant kept an eye out for it, "I haven't moved my foot all night." ”

I don't know when the snow began to fall, but it should have been half an hour just looking at the thin layer of silver frost on the ground. Liang Peiqiu seemed to be physically exhausted, and half of his body was pressed on crutches.

"My lord, do you still want to hang him?"

When there was no reply, the servant quietly looked inside, and saw that the man on the couch had closed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen asleep, so he tiptoed out of the house and closed the door.

After the third watch, the flow of people on the street gradually thinned, and the soles of Liang Peiqiu's feet were almost frozen unconscious.

After being injured, he was bent on death, and he did not take good care of himself, many times he sat alone on the cold floor tiles, the cold air penetrated into the bones, and his legs became faintly painful in winter. If you are in the house, there is a brazier roasting and you can still bear it, but now you have stood dry in the cold wind of December for a few hours, and you can't help but be tired.

He breathed a sigh of relief as the snow fell. The pedestrians have gone home, and the world is quiet and he is the only one left. He looked up at the moon in the sky, and the fine silver light sprinkled down, spreading a layer of white sand under his feet. The sand was thin and soft, and when he stepped on it, the veins of his whole body were stretched, and he was intoxicated with the wonderful and lonely night, even if he was only accompanied by lovesickness.

But tonight was not an ordinary night after all, he was worried about Xu Zhong, who was suffering in prison on a snowy night and cold day, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Wang Yu would blame him for being unkind, so he felt a little anxious in his heart.

Just as he staggered and lost his center of gravity and was about to stagger, the door of Jiang Shui Lou opened.

An Nineteen wore a silver fox skin, hand-copied the gold wire copper furnace, and looked at Liang Peiqiu with a high authority.

To ask someone to do something, the posture must be low first. Liang Peiqiu hunched his waist and explained his intention to An Shijiu, begging him to raise his noble hand and let Xu Zhong go.

An Shijiu smiled lightly: "The little god's spine is not as hard as I imagined, but I can't understand, whether he Xu Zhong is alive or dead, what does it have to do with you?" ”

Liang Peiqiu was silent, An Nineteen stepped forward and carefully looked at the beautiful face of the young man in the night: "It seems that everyone in the world is self-pretending to be clever and let them make it up, I probably didn't expect that you would have such affection for Xu Qiangong." ”

"No, I'm just ......"

"What are you?"

Liang Peiqiu couldn't speak, her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was unable to speak, and she seemed to be at a loss of words. An Shijiu remembered his companion when he entered the palace when he was young, and he looked beautiful and graceful under the lamp, quite enchanting, and then his companion disappeared into the inner courtyard silently, which made him sad for a long time. At this time, looking at Liang Peiqiu under the lamp, there was a sense of similarity, and An Shijiu took a step back unconsciously.

His heart was slightly confused, and then he said coldly: "You are just a small person, what qualifications do you have to let Xu Zhong go?" ”

"I ......"

The wind and snow are getting heavier, and they are fluttering like goose feathers. An Shijiu raised his hand, and a snowflake passed through his fingers, that is, at this wrong moment, Liang Peiqiu said: "As long as the adults can use it, I am willing to take the lead for the adults." ”

An Nineteen smiled.

"I think Xu Qiangong said the same thing to me at the beginning."

Xu Zhiliu used the big dragon jar to list his crimes, if it wasn't for his godfather to fight but run for half his life, how could he have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions? He would have died in the inner court as silently as his companions. returned to Jingdezhen with such hatred, no matter how he calculated people's hearts, he still spared Xu Anan's life.

thought that taking a step back was a vast sky, and didn't want the other party to intensify.

An Nineteen is fed up with Yang and Yin, respectful on the surface, and sneak attack behind his back, he has seen too many such people, and he doesn't want to give anyone such a chance in his life. Liang Peiqiu took the initiative to send it to the door, and he had to let him know that Toucheng also had to pay a price, so that he could be used well.

"The little god is sincere, I naturally welcome it, but I hate greedy people the most in my life, and there is no advantage in the world that can be taken advantage of with both hands."

After experiencing loss, maybe you can understand the value of what you have, right?

An 19 stepped forward again and covered Liang Peiqiu's hand. Liang Peiqiu felt uncomfortable intuitively, subconsciously shrank back, and the crutches passed over An Shijiu's hand, and he immediately lost his support and fell straight on the snow.

An Nineteen looked down at him, and his voice was cold: "Xu Zhong and Wang Yu, you can only keep one." ”

Liang Peiqiu waited in the snow in the middle of the night and figured out something. An Shijiu is obviously the handle of Anqing kiln, why not use this to rectify Anqing kiln, but use the handle to threaten Wang Yu to act and attack Xu Zhong? He thought about it, there was only one possibility, Anqing kiln and Hutian kiln An Nineteen didn't want to stay.

The servant of the nineteenth day said to him: "My lord, whether it is Anqing kiln or Hutian kiln, as long as the person in charge of the house is not you, you will definitely have two hearts." Instead of that, why not take your place? You have become the master, give those porcelain workers a bowl of rice to eat, they must be grateful to you, where do they dare to oppose you? ”

Although An Shijiu has a bad stomach, he has never dared to think of taking a prestigious kiln like Hutian Kiln or Anqing Kiln as his own, and when he heard it, he couldn't help but widen his eyes: "But my identity is in the way......

"So what? Adults can choose a puppet that can be used and let him take charge of the kiln for you. ”

"In your opinion, the puppet candidate?"

"Of course, it is the same little god, his talent, even the entire Qing Dynasty can't find a second one, my lord, you hold such a sharp weapon in your hand, are you still afraid of the Jiangxi governor of Lao Shizi? It is not a matter of time before you please Your Majesty and rise to prominence. ”

Although An Shijiu was very yearning, he still shook his head when he thought of the hidden danger: "Sharp weapons hurt people." ”

"My lord, use people like tools, take their strengths, and use them well to get twice the result with half the effort. I know what the adults are worried about, in terms of strategy, Liang Peiqiu is far inferior to the one in front, but didn't that one also drive to the west? The servant said intimately, "That little god is a lover, stop his seven inches, he will be obedient." ”

An Nineteen thinks about it, Xu Zhiliu is scheming and not easy for others to control. Liang Peiqiu is different, the dough-like character, when he sees the wild cat on the street homeless, he will take pity on him, not to mention Wang Yu, Xu Zhong and others who treat him very closely.

Only An Nineteen didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so Xu Zhong and Wang Yu had to die first.

As for who will die, it's up to Liang Peiqiu to choose it herself.

In the middle of the night, when the snow fell, the lion alley was completely white, except for the treetops sticking out behind the courtyard wall, and new sprouts could be faintly seen. Liang Peiqiu stared at the sprouts without blinking, and suddenly the sprouts squirmed, and the snow covering the branches fell, and the sprouts rose with a visible momentum, and half of the sprouts emerged green.

The greenery suddenly brought him back to the days when the grass grew and the warbler flew.

He almost choked up and couldn't speak: "Brother Liu, where are you?" I miss you so much. ”