Chapter 193: Fighting the Stars and Shifting, Encountering the Buddha and Killing the Buddha (10)
The history of the glass is very long, and there is a poignant story, according to legend, in the late Spring and Autumn Period, Fan Li assisted the Yue King Goujian, for the supervision of the sword of the king, as a result of the casting process, Fan Li found an object in the sword furnace, such as crystal jade, dazzling!
Fan Li put the sword and treasure together to the king of Yue, thinking that this is a god-given mascot, the king of Yue thanked Fan Li for his merit in casting the sword, accepted the sword of the king, but gave the treasure to Fan Li, and called him by his name: 'Li! ’
After Fan Li got the treasure, he created a beautiful piece of jewelry and gave it to Xi Shi as a thing of love, and then Xi Shi was forced to go to Wu and his relatives, and returned the jewelry when he parted, and shed a drop of sad tears, and the two became 'Liuli', that is, the glass!
The legend may not be true, but the glass is crystal clear, beautiful, it is indeed loved by the ancients, and the origin of the glass is mysterious, there is no special forging secret recipe, it all depends on luck to get, often open the furnace a hundred times, and can not see a piece of glass.
Even if there is occasional glass, it is either too small, or the purity is not enough, or it is jet black, or yellow-gray, which can only be regarded as a defective product!
There is a way that things are rare and expensive, even if it is a remnant of glass, it is still cherished by the world, and the value is still above the jade, and a piece of crystal clear, large volume of glass is regarded as a priceless treasure!
Monks also like glaze, which is considered to be a great auspicious object, and together with gold, silver, agate, coral, amber, and pearls, it is called the 'Seven Treasures of Buddhism', and is used to decorate Buddha statues or make prayer beads.
It's a pity that the glass is too precious, only the host of the major temples, only have one or two small pieces, collect it as a treasure, as for the pure glass made of prayer beads, Buddha statues, has not yet appeared, if anyone can have one, it will inevitably make Buddhism crazy!
With a successful example, it will be much easier later, Xiao Yi adjusted the formula ratio, and set the ten kilns on fire, this time seven of the glazed glass, selected the best quality furnace, adjusted the formula ratio again, and continued to keep improving......
"It's been sent, it's been sent -- this time it's a big deal!"
"Da Sima turns stones into gold, it is really a fairy-like means, if we learn a little bit, future generations will not have to worry about eating and drinking!"
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After six days, the formula ratio is close to perfect, the heat is also well controlled, and the quality of the fired glass is good, the amount is sufficient, and it is colorful and dazzling, just like a piece of gem!
The soldiers and students looked at Xiao Yi's gaze, no longer admiration and worship, but crazy worship, quartz, clay, alkaline earth These ordinary things, in the hands of Da Sima, have become glass worth thousands of gold, this is the fairy will turn stone into gold!
Xiao Yat was not satisfied, and after testing several times, after determining the best proportion and temperature, he burned it with all his body, no longer ordinary glass blocks, but exquisite Buddha statues and living utensils......
It was another day and a night, and hundreds of glassware were baked, including the Buddha of the Great Day, the statue of Guanyin with dripping water, and a complete set of tea sets...... After being polished with a soft cloth, the statue shines brightly...... The pro-soldiers and students suddenly fainted more than a dozen, which was too shocking!
From the many glazed products, Xiao Yi selected the thirty-six pieces with the most beautiful shape and the most successful firing, and then held an iron hammer, smashed the rest, and threw them into the kiln together with the previous test products......
The reason why the price of the glass is super gold and jade, because the quantity is very scarce, once a large number of circulation in the world, no one cares, and red bricks, gray tiles are no different, this kind of mistake Xiao Yi will not make, the next time the big move south, but also rely on the sale of glass to raise military expenses!
"Everyone has been fortunate these days, each person will be rewarded with 100 taels of gold and 100 horses of silk, as for the matter of forging glass, it should be regarded as a big dream of the Spring and Autumn Period, who would dare to divulge a word - to exterminate the three clans, and to frustrate the bones and ashes!"
"No--thank you for the reward!"
first gave the sealing fee, then issued the sealing order, and then sealed and loaded dozens of exquisite glazed utensils on the cart, Xiao Yi happily returned to the city......
With these treasures, dignitaries and Buddhist monks will inevitably go crazy, and the gold, silver and jewelry in their purses will continue to roll out, and there will not be a single copper coin left, and with money in the treasury, it will be easy to quell the civil rebellion!
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"Lord Sima has returned to his house, and the idle people are avoiding!"
"Da! --Da! Da! ”
Xiao Yi rode out of the door, but he came back by car, although the glass ware is exquisite, but he is most afraid of bumps, once the quality is destroyed, the value will plummet!
A smooth ox cart was arranged, a large box made of cork, and flexible straw was stuffed in, escorted along the way with heavy soldiers, and slowly returned to the Wushou Mansion......
Two miles away from the Hou Mansion, there was a cavalry back to report the news, and the upper and lower people immediately got busy, and in order to be needed by the big Sima from time to time, the housekeeper - Song Zhong stood at the gate and waited for the big Sima's car......
"The little ones are a little quicker, clean the street gate, and splash a little more water, the dust has been too big recently!"
"Tell the back to prepare hot water, and then lay out the quilt, Da Sima will go out for more than ten days, and when he comes back, he will definitely bathe and change clothes, and have a good sleep!"
"Yes, butler!"
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Song Zhong is a good housekeeper, the arrangements are well organized, and the consideration is extremely meticulous, no wonder he can sit in the position of the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion for nearly ten years!
Because of his strong ability and loyalty, Xiao Yi also considered letting Song Zhong out, becoming a miscellaneous general, or being a local taishou, so that he could also have a future!
As a result, Song Zhong knelt on the ground and cried, almost wiped his neck, and said that he would not leave the Hou Mansion by saying anything, there are hundreds of generals and Taishou in the country, and there is only one housekeeper in the Hou Mansion, Song Zhong still wants to serve the Xiao family for a lifetime, and strive to be a hero from the dragon!
"Steward Song Zhong...... Steward Song Zhong, God and grandfather bless, finally let me see you! ”
Not far from the gate of the Hou Mansion, a person suddenly came out, with messy hair like dry grass, a small face and a messy face, wearing a shabby sheepskin jacket, it was the labor monk - Wu Zhen!
Since he met Xiao Yi by chance, Wu Zhen has been restless in his sleep, or talking to himself, or going back and forth, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, so scared that the monks almost overtook him!
On the one hand, Wu Zhen is unwilling to be down, and he eats in the temple and waits for death for a lifetime, what he longs for is glory and wealth, fresh clothes and angry horses, and the right to cut off people's life and death!
On the other hand, he really doesn't have a bottom line, a down-and-out coachman, leaving a piece of tattered cloth and a certain strange smell, let himself go to the Wushou Hou Mansion, this is too child's play, right?
There is no worry about living in the Hou Mansion, but the demon king who kills people without blinking, and the greedy wolf who specializes in eating human flesh, breaks in by himself, isn't he killing himself, maybe there are no bones left!
After hesitating for six or seven days, Wu Zhen lost several pounds, and finally decided to fight to the death, anyway, he had a bad life, and if he lost the bet, he would die early and be reincarnated, and if he won the bet, he would soar into the sky, if he gave up this opportunity, he would live in regret for the rest of his life......
Wu Zhen has no relatives and friends, and there is no property to pack, taking advantage of the monks' inattention, he went to the back kitchen to steal a few steamed buns, and went down the mountain with a smoke on his back, entered Xuchang City, found the Wushou Hou Mansion, and then squatted for seven or eight days......
The Hou Mansion is heavily guarded, and the guards in front of the door are like forests, how can a broken house be able to enter, Wu Zhen wandered around the door several times, and he didn't see the housekeeper-Song Zhong, and because of his suspicious appearance, he was almost arrested as an assassin!
Later, when he saw that he was thin and withered, and he didn't hide his blade, he was just expelled from the house, and the guards at the gate took pity on him, and gave him dozens of copper coins and an old sheepskin jacket, otherwise Wu Zhen would have died of hunger.
In desperation, Wu Zhen squatted on the street, staring at the gate of the Hou Mansion day and night, hoping that Grandpa God would bless him and let him see the big housekeeper, all saying that the prime minister's concierge was a seven-grade official, and in the eyes of the common people, Song Zhong was also an unattainable figure!
"Chief Manager Song, Chief Manager Song - the villain has something important to see!"
"There's an assassin, catch him!"
"The villain is not an assassin, the villain's name is Wu Qian...... I have a token! ”
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Is it life or death, fight here, Wu Zhen took a deep breath and rushed towards the gate of the Hou Mansion, the two little short legs spun like wheels, and used all the strength of milk!
The front of the mansion is heavily guarded, how can a stranger come over, and immediately a personal soldier stepped forward to stop him, but fortunately, Wu Qian's ragged clothes and bare hands do not look like assassins, but more like a psychopath.
The two soldiers glanced at each other, reversed the spear in their hand, and the two spear shafts were crossed, just pinned to Wu Zhen's calf, and the latter suddenly fell on his stomach......
The soldiers dragged Wu Zhen's body, ready to be imprisoned first, and then interrogated slowly, but he didn't think that Wu Zhen was digging his hands and feet, and shouted loudly, Song Zhong, who had already walked more than ten steps, immediately looked back......
"Your name is Wu Zhi...... Slow down, bring me the token! ”
"The villain is Wu Zhen, this is that token!"
Wu Zhen was alive and dead, and hurriedly got up, took out a rag from his arms, and held it high above his head......
Song Zhong took the rag head and looked at it repeatedly for a while, making sure that it was Da Sima's underwear, because the chicks on it ate rice............ It's not a phoenix picture, it's the only one, and there is no semicolon!
Da Sima also confessed that in the near future, there will be a person named Wu Zhen, who took the token he gave and came to the Hou Mansion to take refuge, so that he could be entertained, but what the other party looked like and what the token looked like, but he didn't say a word!
I thought that this man named Wu Zhen was a handsome and talented man in white clothes, who would sit in a luxury car and bring a slave to the door of the mansion, and then hand over the door post and salute......
I didn't think it was a ragged house, no different from a beggar, and I didn't expect that the token left by Da Sima was actually his own underwear, the ancients had a habit of breaking sleeves, could it be that he and Da Sima are also ...... This vision is too bad, right, or this kid has a mastery?
(End of chapter)