Enter the Room

At midnight, the rain stopped and the fire in the kiln stopped.

Master Xiao Guo and his apprentice quickly started preparing for the opening of the kiln.

The white fish belly that gradually appeared on the horizon was dyed with magnificent colors.

Song Jiyun stood beside the kiln, looking at the morning glow on the horizon and let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Zheng came over and said, "Master, today is a good weather."

Song Jiuyun nodded and touched the wall of the steamed bun kiln: "The temperature has dropped. When the people from the Third Division arrive, we will open the kiln."

"Okay!" Zhou Zheng has recently learned a few Beijing accents, and he will speak a few words whenever he has something to do.

He craned his neck and looked across at Song Tao's steamed bun kiln.

Song Tao was also talking to her master.

He withdrew his gaze and talked to Song Jiyun about sweet white porcelain: "After this kiln, do we need to bake another kiln of sweet white porcelain?"

The Song family sent two kinds of sacrificial porcelain to the imperial kiln, one was Dehua porcelain named "Jade Porcelain" by Song Youliang, and the other was sweet white porcelain newly fired by Song Jiyun.

In his opinion, since the Song Kiln Factory has given up on jade porcelain, there is no need to publish the recipe for sweet white porcelain.

After all, sweet white porcelain is the high-temperature porcelain that Jingdezhen recommends, and it is truly their thing.

Song Jiyun chuckled and said softly: "It doesn't matter if it's announced."

It sounds simple to use magnets to remove the excessive iron content in kaolin, but how much should be removed and how much should be retained? At the beginning, she gathered all the masters from the six workshops of the Songjia Kiln Factory and tested them one after another. In August, it took more than fifty kilns to fire before the process was finalized. What's more, the temperature between 1,250 degrees and 1,280 degrees can neither be high nor low, and not everyone can control it.

Otherwise, many experts in Jingdezhen knew that their family had transported white mud and Qitu from Dehua, Fujian, and they would have guessed that their family's white porcelain sacrifices were related to this. Only at a certain temperature can the most beautiful ivory color be produced. In the end, they could only watch their family burn sacrificial porcelain for the imperial kiln every year.

She smiled and said: "How to wash kaolin clay is the key."

As long as she doesn't announce the ratio and temperature, even if those people know it, they don't know how much effort it will take to determine the specific process.

"By then," she continued calmly, "our family may have new porcelain varieties on the shelves."

Zhou Zheng was very convinced of Song Jiyun.

He nodded excitedly and said hesitantly: "Are you going to get alum red?"

"No," Song Jiyun said with a smile, "I'm going to burn Jihong."

"Ah!" Zhou Zheng exclaimed.

Ji red is the most difficult color to burn in porcelain. Jingdezhen once produced Ji red porcelain during the Yongle period, but since then, no one has succeeded.

"My boss, your alum red is also very beautiful." He thought for a while and said, "We can wait until the alum red technology is stable and launch alum red. Jihong porcelain, I heard that kiln changes have been fired before, so The color is like peeling flesh, which is very unlucky.”

"Others say that someone who can burn Jihong porcelain is powerful." Song Jiyun smiled nonchalantly and said, "We must be brave enough to climb higher and make this our goal."

Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a little worried that Song Jiyun would insist on burning Jihong porcelain.

Song Jiuyun felt that Alumite's technology was not stable yet, and it was too early to talk about Jihong Porcelain.

The two of them talked and it was noon soon.

Yuan Yunzhong was probably also thinking about her opening the kiln. He came over in the evening a few days ago, had dinner with her and went for a walk, and then sent her back to Liulichang to rest. Today we arrived at noon. I also personally went to Yaoji to buy a few boxes of Dingsheng cakes and put them on the plate, saying they were looking for a lucky draw.

"Don't worry!" Song Jiyun comforted him, "We have done everything we can. If there is still a problem in this situation, it means that God is on her side. I will only find a chance to deal with her next time."

"No." Yuan Yunzhong said confidently, "God rewards hard work, and God will definitely be on your side this time."

In terms of hard work, she was far from being diligent when she entered the porcelain business.

Song Jiyun felt a little guilty after hearing this.

The Third Division and the Manufacturing Office, including Prince Ning and others, all arrived.

There are also a few officials who were not there last time.

The officials gathered together in twos and threes and talked, and no one paid any attention to Prince Ning, including Eunuch Wan, who followed Mr. Liu from the Manufacturing Office in a low-key manner. The people surrounding Prince Ning were all the people he brought here.

However, his expression was casual and even a bit comfortable, which made her confused.

The crowds of people watching the excitement crowded around the front door of Liulichang, making the scene even more noisy than attending a temple fair.

Yuan Yunzhong saw Song Jiyun looking at him with great interest, and whispered beside her to introduce the new officials: "The tallest one is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He was a Jinshi in the first year of Zhengtai, because he was excluded during the Jingtai period. , was promoted in Tianshun year. Standing next to him is the right minister of the Ministry of punishment wearing peacock patchwork. He was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Xuande, earlier than the Shaoqing of the Imperial Procuratorate. After the Shujishi disbanded, he became a Jinshi. He has been in the Ministry of Punishment, rising from chief secretary to assistant minister. The one who spoke to him was the right deputy censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The right deputy censor was of the same year as him, and both were born as Shujishi, but he was from the Sixth Ministry. The person who started the work was even released from Shaanxi Liangdao for a while. After his father-in-law Li Gelao became an official, he returned to Beijing and entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate..."

Song Jiyun listened carefully and couldn't help feeling emotional.

How could he possibly know such numerous family treasures if he was not a descendant of aristocratic family and did not have the accumulation of several generations.

"If we don't say we are well-informed, we still have to be our juniors!" Someone suddenly said beside them.

Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong looked back together.

Magistrate Jiang stood not far from them with a smile.

"Master Jiang!" This could be considered as meeting an old friend in a foreign land, Song Jiyun shouted in surprise.

"I heard that the result of your case came out today," he walked over with a smile, "I came here specially to cheer you up."

He asked: "Am I not late?"

"It's not too late, it's not too late." Song Jiyun smiled and met Jiang County Magistrate.

Yuan Yunzhong explained from the side: "He was transferred back to the capital and will serve in the Metropolitan Procuratorate in the future."

Song Jiuyun was very surprised.

Magistrate Jiang smiled and said: "Don't listen to his nonsense. I have just returned to the capital and have not reported to the Metropolitan Procuratorate yet. I am here to encourage you in a purely private capacity today."

"Thank you, thank you!" No matter what it was, Song Jiyun was very grateful.

Suddenly there were three alarms.

The chief prosecutor of the Criminal Department sat behind the temporary case desk and said, "My lords, the time has come. Please take your seats."

In order not to steal Song Jiuyun's limelight, Yuan Yunzhong retreated to the crowd watching the excitement.

Everyone humbly bowed to each other and sat down in twos and threes.

The chief judge of the Criminal Department made a few opening remarks and then asked Song Jiyun and Song Tao respectively: "Is it possible to open a kiln?"

"Yes!" Both of them nodded.

Officials from the Ministry of Justice, led by clerks from the Manufacturing Office, opened two steamed bun kilns.

A wave of heat came over me.

The yamen servants and the clerks all took a few steps back before starting to work on the kiln.

Soon, the sagger inside was revealed.

The clerk in the manufacturing office pointed the kiln worker to move the sagger out.

The one on the left is Song Jiyun's, and the one on the right is Song Tao's.

"Open the sagger!" the chief judge of the Criminal Department said loudly.

Everyone stretched their necks.

There was no time to talk, and there was silence in front of the bustling Liulichang gate.

Even Song Jiuyun, who was obviously very confident that he could restore and burn "jade porcelain", could not help but feel his throat tightening and his hands tightly twisted together.

"Pop! Pah! Pah!" In the sound of breaking pottery, the ivory-like white jade porcelain of the Song family was revealed among the rough pottery.

One after another, perfect little bowls appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Is this the jade porcelain that was eliminated by the Song Kiln Factory? Oh my God! It's so beautiful!"

"How beautiful that sweet white porcelain is!"

"They don't want to give it to me! I don't mind it, I want it!"

There were bursts of sighs in the crowd.

Song Jiyun breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel that while she is working hard at Liulichang, Hong Xi is not idle either.

The publicity was done very well.

Otherwise, these onlookers wouldn’t sigh like this.

"No, it's impossible!" Song Tao let out a harsh scream.

Song Jiyun couldn't help but look over.

Five bowls to a sagger, three hundred bowls, that is sixty saggers.

Song Tao had already opened half of the saggers, but they were all filled with pottery pieces that could not be fired into porcelain.

Song Jiyun was stunned.