Song Dynasty's Wine Hunt

But because the clay pot containing the wine is rare in the world.

People who have seen those pots say that no matter what they are painted on, they are alive. Fish can swim into your heart, birds can call your name, and even flowers and plants can chat and laugh with you.

laugh.

But it has been many years and I have never seen such good pottery again. What a pity, the boatman sighed.

You are talking about Li Jiatao, Zixiu asked.

The young master is very knowledgeable. He is Li Jiatao from Mengcheng.

How is the Li family now?

The kiln is still there, it’s just that... the young master doesn’t want to go.

Want to go.

The sky is blue and it's about to rain. The Li family is about to open a kiln, and there will be good wine.

Zixiu said goodbye to the boatman, landed in the city, and headed towards the Li family.

The disciple said, "Master, you insist on seeing me, looking for a bowl of wine?"

The head of the Li family is white-haired and energetic. He doesn’t know how old he is.

Yes, Zixiu bowed his head.

What kind of wine, sir? Please tell me.

The wine of that year.

After Zixiu finished speaking, he took out a delicate package from his arms, put the pottery bowl inside and offered it with both hands.

The clan leader took a quick look and said, this was burned that year.

Yes, Zixiu replied.

But it should have a painting, the patriarch was puzzled.

Yes, it was painted by your daughter Yun Niang.

The clan leader was startled when he heard this. Do you know Yun Niang?

Where is she?

Zixiu didn't know where to start and bowed deeply.

After half a meal, the clan leader slowly sat down. Then where did the painting on the bowl go?

It's me, Zixiu said lightly.

The patriarch looked at Zixiu and shook his head slowly. Yun Niang never drew people... Her natural beauty was second to none, and the most enviable thing was her pair of skillful hands. She was a master of knitting, calligraphy and painting, and she was self-taught.

He is still in the boudoir, but he has already become famous.

But she is obsessed with painting. Sometimes she doesn't know what she is painting, but it is smart and beautiful, as if it is what you have in mind.

But she never drew people, and Yun Niang didn’t know why.

Mengcheng is a small city. There is only one pottery kiln owned by the Li family, which produces all the pots and jars in the city. The whole family is very busy every day, but because women are not allowed to work in the kiln, Yun Niang has nothing to do.

But only her father knew that she went to the embryo room to paint Tao embryo every night, but because of the beauty of the paintings, her father never stopped her, and this became the famous "Li Jiatao".

One night late at night, Yun Niang was still sleepy, so she concentrated for a long time and drew a phoenix.

There are only a few strokes, but they are vivid and vivid.

Yun Niang put down the pottery embryo and stretched, but she vaguely caught a glimpse of the phoenix smiling. But when she looked closely, she saw that the phoenix was still a phoenix. She couldn't help but laugh, Yun Niang, Yun Niang, when others praise you for your good painting, you still take it seriously.

Not really shy.

But when she looked again, the phoenix on the pottery embryo had disappeared. Yun Niang was still surprised and wondered if it was just a dream?

A person's voice sounded from behind, who are you and why are you calling me?

Yun Niang turned around and saw a young man standing proudly in white clothes.

You are more beautiful than my three brothers. Who are you?

Yun Niang asked.

You do not know who I am?

The boy asked back.

Should I know?

Yun Niang tilted her head and raised her head, unwilling to be outdone.

It was such a pity that such divine power fell into the hands of a silly girl. The young man was so surprised that he couldn't help but laugh.

When the young man smiled, Yun Niang realized that her smile was as touching as that of Phoenix just now.

Are you really the phoenix I painted?

People say that everything I draw is alive. This is really the first time I have seen a living thing. Can all the flowers and plants I painted before come down?

I secretly took a look at the open kiln. They are all fine up there, right?

Is it possible that Chengdu was burned to death?

Are you also afraid of burning?

Yun Niang kept asking random questions, but she still couldn't solve her doubts.

I'm not afraid.

The young man had never heard so many words spoken before. For the first time, he knew that the voice of a mortal was so beautiful, even better than the voice of the crane chanting sutras. He felt ashamed when he thought about Fengming being named the most blessed voice in the Nine Heavens and Earth.

Those old gods must have never heard this girl speak, and they blocked her account at will, and they were not afraid of being blamed by the Emperor of Heaven.

What are you not afraid of?

When Yun Niang saw that the young man's smile was clean and sparkling, she instantly lost her competitive spirit and sat down to play with the pottery embryos.

I was not afraid of anything, and the young man also sat down.

Yun Niang raised her head and looked into the young man's eyes. She didn't see any arrogance. She just felt that those eyes were as calm as the night sky, as if there was nothing in them, and they seemed to hold the whole world, and they were truly fearless.

What are you looking at?

The young man felt as if something flashed through his mind, but he didn't pay attention.

Let me see if you are lying. Let’s see if your nose has become longer!

Yun Niang made a face and laughed as she spoke.

The young man also laughed and said, I won't lie.

So who are you?

I am a Phoenix.

What are you here for?

What did you ask me to do?

Will you do whatever I ask you to do?

Give it a try.

Let me see if it turns into a phoenix.