It was night.

The carriage went to a restaurant on the shore, and the curtain was just lifted, and a voice passed out: “Are you correct? People inside?”

Ji Rong nodded and lowered his voice: “Miss, you slowly.”

Wu Jia walked down her foot from her support and pulled up the cloak. The whole face was hidden in the dark, and she could not be recognized by others.

After entering the restaurant, the a whistled little sister had waited at the corner, led the master and servant to go one place.

This restaurant is a famous wine restaurant in Qujiang. It imitates the shape of the sinking building in the Southwest folk customs. There are several beams in the outside, connected to the middle of the building, looking up, the lights are like a star, scattered between Qionglou.

Wu Jia went up all the way, reaching the top of the building, without the blocking of the building, and the wind was blowing, the cloak was hunting. The gust of Gan Rong was flickered backwards, worried about Wu Jia’s safety, and subconsciously pulled her sleeves.

Wu Jia is also the first time on the tall building, especially the fragile tower tip. It is placed in the inner city to see the size of an ant. She never thought that one day would become the ant, facing the danger of being destroyed by the wind at any time. Essence However, she still tried to soothe herself and La Rong, waved her hands towards her, so that the two were waiting at the corridor. They stepped forward alone, holding the steep railings, and walked trembling to the end of the eaves.

If the tip of this tower is an ant, then the high eaves that are raised are a tentacle on the top of the ant’s head.

And on that corner -the hanging beam is sitting on one person, one leg bent on the column, and the other leg is hanging outside. water.

The painting along the river, the wine is smooth, and the splashing water splashed in it is a gift of bustling at night.

Wu Jia’s heart almost mentioned his throat, and his voice was tightened for no reason: “Xu, Xu Zhiliu, what do you want to do?”

The crumbling figure on the railing turned his face, no need to cover the ugly appearance, and at this moment he could be called “Baishi Langjun”. He held a jug with one hand, his eyes were intoxicating, his hair was flying, and he was romantic.

Behind him is the reckless dome, vast star.

Wu Jia suddenly understood what.

Recently, the representative of Jingdezhen porcelain merchants entered Beijing. He walked around in Hongzheng Temple every day. He returned early and returned late.

Have you ever played with the old people, and even sprayed some unknown past?

Since she was a child, she was boasted with the heart of the orchid, and she was good at observing. At this moment, she knew it. After a whole night, her mood was calm and did not hit a flower gun.

Xu Zhiliu’s back was stiff, and immediately raised his head to drink. He swept the piece of wetness unconsciously, and flipped with clothes with clothes, and his posture was unruly.

Wu Jia had never seen Xu Zhiliu like this, but saw him standing up and laughed on the railing.

She took a step forward, gritted her teeth again, and held back exclaiming.

Xu Zhiliu is like a person playing acrobatics on the street, walking step by step on the railings of about the same as the steel wire, and a little to test how much force the ants can withstand the weak tentacles. Smile is steaming in the middle of the night, his eyes are getting brighter.

I don’t know how long in the past, he stopped suddenly and looked back at Wu Jia.

“There is no Xu Zhiliu in the world … Miss Wu, Qi Guang next week.”

At this moment, Wu Jiadong learned his casualness. His indulgence and his indulgence, like a ritual of old and new handover, with the former Xu Zhiliu, and passed away by the wind outside the clouds.

The real Zhou Qiguang has also died seriously. Xu Zhiliu is very similar to him from all aspects, so under the operation of Wu Fangyuan, Xu Zhiliu became a new Zhou Qiguang, and he will be the main book of Hongye Temple to participate in the longevity Christmas of this year.

For two people who have a lot of regrets during their lifetime, the continuation of this identity level cannot really make them feel at ease. Or in other words, Zhou Qiguang is dead, and only Xu Zhiliu needs to let himself feel at ease.

He has never been able to adapt to his new identity.

To this day, I saw Liang Peiqiu at Hongye Temple.

Intersection

Wu Jia didn’t know how Xu Zhiliu persuaded Wu Fangyuan, but she knew what her father cared for, nothing more than a transaction that cares about power, but that was not her curiosity.

She always has only one problem with curiosity: “Have you found the real murderer?”

Xu Zhiliu converged and smiled.

“Yeah …” His voice was very light and light. Just as this sentence was more like a murmur to hear himself, the hot hotness flooded out of his eyes.

After a whole night, after all, he couldn’t stand the taste of betrayal, and he shed tears without face.

“I treat her as arch …”

“She killed me.”

From like to disgust, to be disgusted? Why is it disgusting? How do he say that he explained from? The picture seen outside the dark window during the day is like burning the red soldering iron, welding his heart fiercely.

She hugged by the bed, put on the man, medicine for the man, and wiped the blood on the soap boots for the man.

Her smile, every move was the same as before, so familiar, but what she said made him unbelievable. Yes, even if Wu Yin passed on to inform him of the truth, he still couldn’t believe it, and he had to verify himself.

So after that small hidden window, he heard the deepest words that hurt him.

“Adults, the world’s first folk kiln, is a huge temptation for any ceramic man?

“In the Hutian Kiln that day, the reason why the scene was performed and breaking one leg was all because of this, otherwise everyone in the world would think that I had forced him to death. The person who competes is me, and the person who laughs at the end is also me. If you do n’t eat some hardships, how to eliminate the jealousy of the world? Get trustworthy to them? How can Anqing Kiln Yisu and exempt from the end of Xu Zhiliu? ”

“If I really have any advantages, it is only after everything happens, and I have the courage to spread my way to myself and the need.”

“Is it true or false, who knows it? Anyway, he is already a dead person.”

It’s already a dead man.

It’s a dead man.

How good is it if it is really dead? At that moment, he hoped to die. But like Wu Fangyuan asked him, why didn’t he die? Xu Zhiliu can really choose to die, maybe there is no need to bear the sadness of today!

Those words kept turning around his ears, reminding him of her coolness and hypocrisy, and constantly verifying the facts that he did fall in love with a woman, and the only woman he had loved in his life, the woman who had loved it in life, He killed him by himself.

He was in pain in the five inside, and the liver and intestine were broken. Recalling the situation where people were pushed into the kiln mouth that day, the jade buckle shaking in the sea of fire turned out to be no fake!

It turned out to be true.

To this day, he shouldn’t have the heart to the heart for this. When he was physical into ashes, he dried the last drop of tears. Can’t help tears.

“Miss Wu, do you know? It turned out that people who had encountered life but could not kill, died, and endlessly had a hole in their hearts, pulled blood, and painful eyes were sour.”

He gently wiped the tears on his cheeks. “It turned out that the weakness was bitten like this.”

Wu Jia wants to stop.

Where is the world, where is it home? “My mother, Ainan …” Xu Zhong, Shi Nian, and all the porcelain workers like sunspots, lake field kiln …

“Can not go back……”

He said that he was fierce, and a piece of crescent white fragmented cloth exposed the whole picture from the depths of the belt, and he swayed with the wind half -high altitude.

He stared at the white white with his eyes, the white that he didn’t leave day and night, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and scarred. In the end, he raised his arms and waved hard. Fluttering into the distance.

The river was patted on the shore, and the long night was long.

Since then, Xu Zhiliu hasn’t seen it.

//

At the same time, Wang Yunxian, who secretly avoided the accompanying staff, was hiding in Liang Peiqiu’s high -standard compartment room, and he ate the pastries she brought back.

Liang Peiqiu watched him gobbled. It was expected that the food of the museum tonight would not improve. While pouring tea for him, he brought him back and told him to eat slower.

Wang Yunxian’s cheeks are bulging, and you don’t forget to ask her: “It’s delicious, where did you buy it?”

Liang Peiqiu moved and walked to the side.

Wang Yunxian’s mind was on the pastry. She didn’t pay attention to her reaction. She swallowed a jujube cake and was rolled in her lower abdomen. Then she closed it and asked again.

Liang Peiqiu then said: “It was not bought outside. When he left from Hongzheng Temple, An Nineteen was sent by him.”

“Cough.” Wang Yunxian coughingly coughing, staring at the cakes that crushed dregs on the table in front of him. “Is there no poison in it?”

“No, today Hongzheng Temple has a banquet, all prepared on the seat. Maybe he didn’t like to eat it, so he sent it to me.”

Wang Yunxian’s alertness: “When did the dog eunuch send good intentions? Does Zhang Lei also have it?”

Liang Peiqiu shook his head.

Wang Yunxian glanced at her and glanced again. He knew what happened at Hongye Temple. He rubbed the residue on his hands and hugged his arms in a long time.

“Say, do you want to hide me?”

Although An Nineteen reminded that she could not pass on before leaving, Wang Yunxian did not belong to “outside” here. Since the decision -making idea does not drive Wang Yunxian, she will discuss everything with him and communicate. At that time, another person can be prepared.

Therefore, she did not conceal it, and explained it honestly. Speaking of the new injury of An Nineteenth back, it was quite sighed: “It’s really cruel, and I don’t know who it is.”

If the emperor’s penalties, the guests of the banquet of the Hongyu Temple today will not have An Nineteen, not to mention the enthusiastic attitude of the pavilion, and seeing him as the celebrity in front of the emperor.

After excluding this possibility, there is only one possibility -lyrics.

Today, a supervisor who has been favored by the emperor dares to use his crimes and he has no sound. It seems that only one person can do it.

She and Wang Yunxian looked right and guessed the answer.

It is said that the prisoner of Si Li was said to help the emperor’s play chapter of the Red Cabinet. It is rumored outside. Xiao 19 is his favorite righteous son. How can he?

Wang Yunxian inference: “Maybe I knew the bad things of the eunuch of the dog in Jiangxi, and a whip reminded him to be too rampant.”

Liang Peiqiu shook his head: “There are still old injuries under the new injury, more than one place.” In fact, An Nineteen’s back is densely dense whip, new and old agglomeration. same.

Obviously the same person does.

“He should be beaten frequently.”

“It’s not surprising. I heard that there are all pickles in the inner court. I have to call a little eunuch obedient.

“But I always think it’s wrong.” Liang Peiqiu sat down, a look of discussing with him seriously, “You say you, there are a lot of criminals? In which Master punished you, you are not a kneeling ancestral hall and copying, why Zeng? Have you moved to you? ”

Wang Yunxian blinked.

“Besides, where is the poisoning, where is this petting?”

“It makes sense.” Wang Yunxian nodded, echoed a few words, and then stared at her with a look at her head. “Well, how can you speak for the dog eunuch? Wouldn’t you be soft -hearted?”

Seeing Liang Peiqiu’s silence, Wang Yunxian’s output for a while; “Have you ever seen a good bamboo shoot? If it is really the bad old man, do you think about what the dog eunuch lives? Can he be a good person? Small to do it, he has done so many bad things. It can be seen that he is a big wicked person. The wicked people have their own wicked people. Their father and son practice each other. It is their business. Just look at the poor me, we are the little people who suffer from suffering under the fight … Pei Qiu, you must never be confused, know! ”

“I know.” Seeing that he was not assured, Liang Peiqiu repeated the sentence, “Yunxian, although I am a little soft and I can’t bear it, but at present, I am so important that you can rest assured that he will have a chance to have a chance this time. Go back again. ”

The next day, Liang Peiqiu found Zhang Lei and asked about the list approved by Hongye Temple. He found that several collections of Xu Zhiliu were picked up before his lifetime, and will be served as the “Top Ten Monthly Porcelain” for Wanqing in the 13th year of Wanqing.

There are two works from Liang Peiqiu here, one of which is the most colorful. In Jingdezhen, it has been selected for a round of selection, and it has been determined as “Huang Porcelain” -the she is on Xu Zhiliu’s disabled. New products after burning.

Of course, except for her and Zhang Lei, others did not know the internal. Only when An 19 saw this new work and had a full grasp of Wanshou congratulatory gifts, they were able to hide the sky and confuse Xu Zhiliu’s works. , Send to Kyoto.

These will be provided as a confinement, supplemented by Wanmin’s books and Dalong cylinders, to the emperor, and expose the evil deeds of An Nineteen, so as to show the Qingtian of a generation of talents Xu Zhiliu.

She wants to return him innocence.

She wants to let people all over the world know what Xu Zhiliu is.

For this day, she locked herself into the dragon kiln. She did not eat or drink in the place where Xu Zhiliu had turned into ashes.

This imperial porcelain is bound to win the opportunity to win the imperial statement.

She plans to be full, and even Zhang Lei concealed it.

Zhang Leiyuan thought she did this, just to prevent the people from the world from seeing Jingdezhen’s jokes to avoid disasters. Even if it is high, it is at most for the long -term measures of Huntian kiln and Anqing kiln between the glory and prosperity between the folk kiln. But behind him, behind these reasons, she hid her affection for Xu Zhiliu Zhijian.

It is difficult for him to imagine the two people who have been identified by the world as their opponents.

At this moment, he finally knew Xu Zhiliu’s weight in Liang Peiqiu’s heart, but he couldn’t watch her to death. When she and the Panpan planned, they persuaded: “Liang Dadong’s family, everything you did for my young owner, Zhang Leiming felt five, and the five inside. But what is that? How dare you? If there is any reason, how can I go back to explain to Xu Dadong’s family? ”

“Zhang Guanshi, I told you in advance, just want to ask you to be good for me. If something is defeated, please guarantee the safety of Yunxian regardless of all costs. In addition, he will give it to Xu Dadong’s family. He knows how to cook. Follow -up. ”

“you……”

Zhang Lei was even more surprised. Is there a relationship between Liang Peiqiu and Xu Zhong? Do Xu Zhong know her plan?

Liang Peiqiu guessed what he was thinking, not to explain much, only saying: “Yunxian is stubborn. If I happen, he may not hear it. When necessary, Zhang Guan does not have to be soft. good.”

“Do you really insist on this?”

Liang Peiqiu was silent for a while and nodded at Zhang Lei with a smile.

She still looks like a half -big teenager. She is clean and beautiful, and she is full of ambitions.

It looks like the flowing flowers in the cold moon.

Zhang Lei shocked: “Don’t you want to die?”

Liang Peiqiu throws a voice: “He is worth it.”

In this world, no one knows why she loves to love alone, so that she will not know that for more than ten years, the white light in her shoulders has been sprinkled on her shoulders, which is her miserable moon.

Since then, Xu Zhiliu hasn’t seen it.

But Qiuqiu’s favorite is Bai Yueguang

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