In the blink of an eye, on June 15th, the weather was fine, cloudless, the bright sunshine sprinkled on the mountain stream and waterfall, suddenly became a piece of gold, lined with the emerald color on both sides, looking from afar, like a golden belt hanging in the green sea, it was very beautiful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is one of the ten scenic spots of the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountains, the 'Mountain Stream Waterfall'.

A group of scholars came to play, walked to the waterhole under the waterfall, the scholars found a big stone and sat down, gathered together, or recited poems to the scene, or talked about the major affairs of the court, or studied the schoolwork articles, or chatted about some interesting things in the market, the mountain breeze around was gentle, the birds in the forest were singing, and the golden ribbon was fluttering in front, and several people were so unhappy.

"Qinglian monk's 'suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days', when he came to this Ten Thousand Buddha Ridge, it turned out to be 'like a golden belt hanging in the green sea'," a scholar in a Taoist robe pointed to the waterfall rendered golden by the sun, and said with a smile, and suddenly he laughed, "Huh? How can there be a shiny thing there? ”

"Oh, what's so strange about this, it's naturally the golden light shining in the sun!" Another gentleman in a moon-white robe said disapprovingly.

"No, it's not gold, it's white." The scholar was very serious, and he squinted his eyes and observed carefully, "Everyone, look, the white light seems to be still jumping." Isn't there really a carp that jumped over the dragon gate? That's not right, do carps have white ones? ”

When the people who were talking freely heard this, they couldn't help but be interested, and they all put their hands on the pergola and looked towards the waterfall. He really had good eyes, pointed to a small bottle that fell into the pool along the current and shouted: "It's not a carp, it's not a golden light, it's a glass bottle." ”

When everyone heard this, they felt even more interested. In Daqi, glass is a good thing, ordinary people can't afford it, even if it is a rich family, it is treasured like a treasure.

These scholars are not so greedy for the bottle (even if they are really greedy, they don't dare to show it, readers, reclear their names), but they just think that in this wilderness, there is a precious bottle, and there may be some other story in it.

They originally came to Wanfoling to play because they were idle and bored, but now they are all interested in seeing this rare thing. One of them had a good water nature, and he volunteered to take off his robe and go down to catch the bottle.

After a while, the man climbed up from the waterhole, holding a small bottle in his hand, and shouted excitedly: "Sure enough, there is a story, everyone come and see, there are still things in it." ”

The crowd was even more curious and hurriedly gathered around. The man who went into the water, despite the fact that there was still water on his body, went directly to the bluestone where he put his clothes and sat down, wiped his wet hands on his robe, and then pulled out the cork that was plugging the bottle, turned the mouth of the bottle, and poured out the contents of the bottle.

"Hey, it's a piece of Shu brocade, and it's embroidered with words." The scholar shook off the folded brocade and read it carefully, and there were not many words on it, no more than two hundred words, and the scholar quickly finished reading it. And then a strange face.

"What's the matter, what's embroidered on it? Could it be that which young lady wrote love poems? In addition to the four books and five classics, they occasionally read some novels such as "The Legend of the West Chamber", and in those idle books, there are many stories of talented and beautiful people, poor scholars and rich ladies.

Most of these people have ordinary backgrounds, and when they read these idle books, they can't help but put a set on themselves - Zhang Sheng can meet a Cui Yingying, and he Li Sheng can also meet a Li Yingying, he is talented, young lady is good-looking (it is better if he is rich), maybe he can also compose a love song that will be passed down from generation to generation.

At this time, when they saw a Shu brocade embroidered with handwriting in a precious glass bottle, the scholars couldn't help but open their minds, and all kinds of fragrant and glamorous bridges poured into their minds.

The scholar shook his head and said, "It's not a love poem, it's not a glamorous poem, it's a story from this dynasty." He raised his head and looked around at everyone, "Do you know the Qianguo Gong Qi family?" ”

Everyone was puzzled, but they still nodded, "I know, the ancestor of the Qi family is the righteous son of Grandpa Gao, who followed Grandpa Gao's expedition to the east and west to fight the world, and after the establishment of the new dynasty, he was named the Marquis of Pingxi by Grandpa Gao, and guarded the southwest for generations." "The founding of this dynasty is less than 100 years old, and many people know the history of the founding of the country.

The scholar said: "It's not about the official history here, but, but—" A flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "It's the Qi family's private secret!" ”

"What? The secret of Qi and Qi? ”

For the poor, the secrets of wealthy families are absolutely attractive, and this group of people who read poetry and books are no exception.

The scholar nodded: "That's right, this explains in detail why the Qi family has two mansions in the east and west, why the Pingxi Hou Qi Ziru has two wives, and why his two sons are comparable to enemies, and how the Qi family was promoted from the Pingxi Hou to the Duke of Qianguo......"

As he spoke, he said with some frustration: "It's a pity that this story is not over yet." ”

Everyone sighed, 'To be continued' or something, it's too annoying.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Maybe there's a second bottle." ”

Everyone responded in unison, "Yes, there is a first bottle, there must be a second!" ”

A group of scholars were attracted by the secrets of the wealthy Qi family, and they didn't talk about it anymore, everyone stared at the waterfall. Just when everyone's eyes were about to glaze, they really waited for the second, third, and fourth bottles.

The water scholars went into the water one after another, picked up the three bottles, and opened them one by one to check them. There are different colors of Shu brocade in the three bottles, and they are all embroidered, but the content is not quite the same. One of them, like the first, is embroidered with words, while the other two pieces of Shu brocade are embroidered with simple drawings one by one.

This picture is very fresh, not like the popular freehand painting method, but has a few strokes of work. It's just that the lines are very simple, like a child who doesn't know how to draw graffiti. But the combination of these simple lines works surprisingly well, at least at a glance you can see what is being drawn in the painting.

"Well, this painting matches the story, it should be the story on the painting." After the scholars passed through the four embroideries one by one, they were a little puzzled, although the story of the Qi family was finished, and those simple paintings also reproduced the scenes in the text one by one, but there was also an extra woman in a prison cell in the painting, and there was no description of this woman in the text. Is there any mystery in this?

"Oh, look, this—this is actually a Tibetan head."

There was a scholar who was holding two pieces of Shu brocade embroidered with block letters, and he inadvertently swept the top row of words, and was surprised to find that this was actually a sentence-

"A hundred years of old feuds, suffering from pond fish, Gu's strange grievances, flying fire in June!"

Everyone wondered, "Flying snow in June, this is easy to understand, 'Dou E is wronged'." But, but what does Spitfire mean in June? ”

……

On the other side of the mountain, after more than ten days of experiments, the first batch of cider was finally made.

Smelling the wine with a faint fruity aroma, the gluttonous worms in Jingxu's stomach began to churn, and she used the excuse of 'tasting' to 'taste' two large bowls in one go, only to drink fat and slightly drunk, and the whole person was floating.

Looking at the somewhat drunk silence, Gu Jialuo finally smiled: Drink, drink, drink more, it's best to drink like this every day, so that my plan can go smoothly!

She looked up at the sky, everything is ready, just waiting for your help!

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