Seeing that everyone was listening intently, Lao Yang took another puff of cigarette and continued: "Of course this matter must not be made public. When we find this dragon vein, we only need to use fire to burn off the dragon vein in the name of firing ceramics." Protect the emperor and your royal power forever."
< br>"The emperor immediately sent a large army all the way up the Minjiang River. Sure enough, we found this white mountain top in a place called Baipo'er here."
"So according to Yin and Yang, idea, today from Gaotai Township From Maliu Village to Songjiawan Beifoeryan in the east and Yaoping in the west, a total of forty-eight kiln entrances were built around Baipoer."
"On the surface, it is! The purpose of firing ceramics is to burn off Bai Poer's dragon veins! Prevent a new emperor from changing the dynasty in this geomantic treasure land!”
Dad Lu was dumbfounded. On the way here, he just taught everyone that archeology is a science, but what the hell is Lao Yang doing? Hu Lilie, can it be related to science?
Lu Qiao also found it a bit funny: "Elbow, do you want this story to be written in the report?"
"Yes, record it faithfully." Zhou Zhi said: "Even if we sound like legends now, but Maybe it will be a clue. Of course we would rather remember it wrong than let it go."
"Uncle Yang, these forty-eight. Can you still find the specific location of this legendary kiln?"
"Yes!" Yang Jinan waved his hand: "Of course the total number may not be that many, but I have at least thirty places. "You know."
"How do you know?" Dad Lu asked, "Are you picking up rags like blind man Li Er?"
"How can you bury Tai like that!" Yang Jin'an said confidently: "Just like you, Lao Lu, don't you know how many tea mountains there are in a radius of dozens of miles? I am in this business!"
"Then these places, Can you please help Uncle Yang write it down for us?”
“I can’t write it,” Yang Jin’an said, “I said, Qiao Nuo will write it down! Writing in front of Wenquxing is useless. Are you playing with the tile knife in front of the god's door?"
"Ah, that's right!" Yang Jin'an slapped his thigh: "We have just opened a temple for the King of Kilns here. Since Wenquxing is here, give us the whole article. An article to pay homage to Grandpa Yao Wang.”
“Huh?” How could Lu Qiao do this? His whole face looked like he was about to cry: “Uncle Yang, I, I...”
"Don't shirk it! To shirk it is to look down on you, Uncle Yang!" Yang Jin'an said seriously: "Your father has already said that there is no one with a higher education than you in a hundred miles. If you don't write to Uncle Yang, those Uncle Yang won’t tell you about the kiln pit either. Hahaha..."
"Qiaoqiao always uses a pen, and it's not fun to use a brush." Zhou Zhi said: "If you want to use it for the kiln god, is it better to write with a brush?"
"I must be good at writing brushes. I paint porcelain at home. , and there are plenty of writing brushes." Yang Jin'an's eyes lit up: "If the younger generation can write, I won't have to ask the teacher for the article. Don't make the wrong words and make Grandpa Yao Shen angry."
"Then. I'll give it a try." Zhou Zhi recommended: "If so. After finishing writing, Uncle Yang is not satisfied, shall we talk about it again?”
“Come on, come on, we are really distinguished guests today...” Old Yang quickly stood up and asked his family to move the table, put paper, pour ink and prepare pens. He didn't run out to notify the neighbors to come and watch. After calculating the number of words in the article, Zhou Zhi asked Lu Qiao to take out a pencil and ruler, and taught her how to draw grids on Dasang paper. He adjusted his pen and wrote Liangzhou Ci several times on the paper.
After he became familiar with the performance of pen, ink and paper, his handwriting became quite perfect, and on the other side, Lu Qiao also completed the grid.
When he was ready, Zhou Zhi began to write quickly, and an article with beautiful handwriting gradually appeared on the paper.
"Nenghou occupied the southwest of Huangbao, attached to Shanjiao. The clear peaks protected him, the green water flowed beside him, and the vegetation was strange. Looking down at the residents, it was as if they were in the palm of his hand. The residents benefited from the pottery industry, and Lai Know how to make a living. It is as skillful as gold and as fine as jade. It is first made of clay and made into a wheel. It has a square temperature and a certain size. Then it is placed in the kiln and burned with fire. , the green smoke flies round, and it has been practiced for many months, and it is amazing.
The sound is sonorous, and the color looks like warmth. People still rely on it for profit. Isn't it attributed to magical power? When there is a huge fire, if you open the kiln and look at it, you will often see clear water and insects moving around. You don't know where it comes from. It must be said that it is a transformation of the gods.
Most of the pottery people are along the long river, throwing waste mud into the water every day, and drifting down with the waves. As for the side of the mountain, it turns into white mud, with no hair left mixed in the sand and stones, and its spirit is endless.
It’s time to reach Qingshen. Yang, the potter, ordered me to recommend him. I watched Baipo’s landscapes and figures, and they all fit in with his writings. Gods have spirits. Do they live here? Respectfully submitted for recording the "Stele of Marquis Deying of Yaozhou". ”
Zhou Zhi wrote the three-hundred-word article in a short time. He used Wen’s Chinese regular script, which is both beautiful and dignified. Even if Lao Yang doesn’t know calligraphy, he still knows that he has found a treasure today. , beaming with joy
But no one understood this article, and Zhou Zhi had to explain: "Except for the last paragraph, the previous article itself is a ready-made article. It is an article about the famous Yaozhou kiln offering sacrifices to kiln gods in the Song Dynasty. It is also the earliest sacrifice found in our country. Yao Shen's article. "
"The article makes it clear that the title of Yaozhou kiln god is Nenghou and his honorary title is Deyinghou. The temple site is on Banpo paper, close to mountains and rivers, looking down at the entrance of the kiln. ”
After explaining the article, the article praised the kiln workers' exquisite profits and exquisite products, which made Lao Yang happy again.
Finally, Zhou Zhi explained the paragraph he wrote, which meant that when I came to Qingshen, I happened to meet Lao Yang who needed to offer sacrifices to the kiln god. I saw the Baipo place and the "Yaozhou Deyinghou Monument" The landscapes and culture recorded in "The God of Kiln" are almost exactly the same. If the kiln god has a spirit, he must also live here, right? Therefore, I respectfully copied the article and gave it to him.
Although almost all of the article was copied, almost every word and sentence scratched Lao Yang's itch. The last paragraph was even more logical and well-founded, making Lao Yang feel confident: "It's really true. They are exactly the same. If the young gentleman hadn’t said that this article was written a thousand years ago, it would have clearly been about our Baipo! I don’t know what it is like in Yaozhou now, but here, the kiln god is definitely still there! Stay!"
Suddenly I remembered something, ran into the back room and took out a large pen, and politely asked Zhou Zhi: "I'll trouble you little sir one more time, this Deyinghou Temple Four words, you have to come!”
Zhou Zhi did not shirk, and wrote down the name of the temple with a smile, guessing that from now on, the name of the kiln god in Qingshen will be Deying. Wait.
This work was also very labor-intensive. Once the incident was over, everyone's relationship immediately became different.
Lao Yang enthusiastically persuaded Zhou Zhi and his party to stay for dinner, but Zhou Zhi declined, saying only that he had to rush back to the capital of Shu tonight and would have normal classes tomorrow.
When Zhou Zhi and the others returned to the tea factory and had a quick bite to prepare for departure, Ma Lu, who was crazily stuffing local products in the trunk, looked at the person coming in at the door: "Eh? Lao Yang, why are you doing this again? Are you here?”
Lao Yang was carrying a black Artificial leather travel bag: "I was really embarrassed that I bothered the little gentleman so much and didn't even treat him to a meal. I thought he would definitely need these things, so I hurriedly sent them over. Just use them as a touch-up for today!" "(End of this chapter)