Chapter 43 - After the Flower Dynasty Festival (I)

At noon today, after the travel time in Xuancheng, Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan all felt extremely satisfied and happy. Only Feng Yuchong, who followed Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan, was bitter, and secretly despised Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan for the first time in his heart, and gritted his teeth with contempt, he remembered in his heart what his father Feng Baiyi had said to him when he was very young, "Shopping with your mother is really the most willing and unwilling thing for my father to do in his life" At that time, Feng Yuchong didn't understand much, but now, Feng Yuchong fully understood his father's state of mind when he said this.

Feng Yuchong followed Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying, and Jiang Yuehan all the way, and the three golden flowers in front of them were talking about the recent events to their heart's content, and they reported everything they were about to buy one by one. didn't recall at all that Feng Yuchong, who was following behind them and really helped the three of them pay their bills, was still there "sadly" helping Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan to get things.

Feng Yuchong was extremely resentful, dragging his heavy steps, holding a large number of various things in his hands. While mechanically following the three people in front of him, Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan, who were chatting and laughing, kept secretly calculating the money he was spending now. I think it seems to be a bit much. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that this thousand taels of silver won't be enough, how long will it be Feng Yuchong couldn't help crying in his heart, "These three girls are really losers, and I will resolutely not marry them in the future."

Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying, and Jiang Yuehan didn't seem to pay attention to the sad voice of the "sad" young man behind them, and they naturally couldn't hear it. It's just that Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan also vaguely found something wrong.

Because the three of them are too dazzling, the beautiful beauty of the alluring city is too attractive to the attention of passers-by. Although Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan are not particularly old now. But this beautiful seedling of the alluring city is still projected in the eyes of all the people who passed. It was precisely because of such a reason that the eyes of the surrounding people would make Feng Yuchong uncomfortable.

Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan continued to walk forward, they were used to walking fast, so their steps were a little fast unconsciously, even though the three of them had begun to deliberately slow down, quietly enjoying the surrounding scenery, and from time to time they were looking for two shops to walk in and have a look. However, for Feng Yuchong, who was carrying most of the bags in the back, the steps of the three of them were really a little fast.

To the south of Xuancheng City, the annual Flower Dynasty Festival is now being held in Xuancheng, which is displayed every autumn. The flowers are in full bloom in autumn and the new varieties that have been newly developed this year, and these flowers are in full bloom in autumn. So it's not as bright as the bright and delicate flowers of the spring flower festival. On the contrary, it adds a few points, and the lonely atmosphere of autumn seems to have a unique charm.

To the south of Xuancheng City, the area near the South Gate Manjiangmen has been covered with red canopies by the people and merchants who held the Flower Dynasty Festival, and many eye-catching flowers have been placed here for pedestrians to see. As soon as Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan walked in front of the greenhouse, they were stopped by a young man dressed as a scholar, the man's voice seemed a little good, he pursed his lips and smiled at the three little girls in front of him, and said softly: "May I ask the three girls, I don't know if you want to go in and have a look at it? Xiao Sheng knows that if you come here and don't go in, you will definitely regret it." After speaking, the scholar raised his right hand very respectfully, and gently saluted Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying, and Jiang Yuehan in front of him. Invite the three of them to go in and see this Flower Dynasty Festival event.

The scholar's way of speaking and the faint elegance of his temperament made Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan feel quite comfortable, so they once again forgot that they were following there, and Feng Yuchong, who was already a little out of breath, left him and followed the scholar in his twenties in front of him, and walked into the greenhouse where the Flower Dynasty Festival was held.

Feng Yuchong followed in the distance, and his heart was already a little weak. He simply took the things that Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan had just bought, and directly transferred them back to the academy first. He secretly told himself that it would not be too late to come back.

On the other side, the scholar who led Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan into it was holding a folding fan in one hand, and while walking, he was still there with Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan about the differences between this Flower Dynasty Festival and the previous Flower Dynasty Festival. At the same time, he also led Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan to walk there slowly

"In fact, the Flower Dynasty Festival was originally held in the mid-spring season of February, but now it is because Concubine Yun likes to enjoy flowers, so our monarch Xuan Lejun has held this autumn Flower Dynasty Festival event" Seeing that Gao Hanyue, Luo Yinying and Jiang Yuehan were a little interested, the young scholar continued.

"In the middle of spring in February, when the fragrant flowers are in full bloom and the green branches are red, it provides a rich and fruitful natural background for the activities of the Flower Dynasty Festival. On this day, when selling the flowers, the flower sellers routinely use red cloth strips or red paper to bind the flower branches, and many flower farmers also hang colored silk and red paper on the flower branches, which is called 'appreciating red' or 'protecting flowers'. There was once a poem: 'When spring arrives, the flowers are dyed in the green, and the branches are cut in the east wind. The steaming glow is five-color and the sky is docked, and the painting pavilion is open to help appreciate the red. It's the realism of this vulgarity. A large number of flower farmers and flower sellers and farmers engaged in other planting industries gather in front of the flower temple on this day, kill animals and offer fruits to wish the gods birthday, or perform plays to entertain the gods, attracting crowds of tourists to come to watch, forming a lively temple fair scene. Those who do good deeds may choose the garden pavilion resort to hold the 'Flower Fighting Party' and 'Butterfly Fluttering Party' similar to today's flower show, or gather people to carry lanterns and parade at night, which is called 'Flower God Lantern'. In Longzhou, Ningming and other places in Guangxi, there are still young men and women who gather in Pingba on the day of the Flower Dynasty Festival to sing the custom, there must be the content of singing the praise of the flower fairy in the song, so far the deep meaning of the place, then throw the hydrangea to each other, linger and forget to return.

"As for the rumors of the Flower Dynasty Festival," the young man sighed softly, and continued, "It was rumored that on an early spring February night, Cui Yuanhui, the founding prime minister of the Qi Kingdom, was drinking tea and admiring flowers in the garden, and suddenly saw a group of beautiful women coming to pay respects, among which was a small and delicate girl, who called herself Shi, but everyone called her Vinegar Vinegar. The women said that they wanted to take this place to meet Aunt Feng. Then, a young woman with bright eyes and bright teeth came, and everyone stood up to salute and respectfully call Aunt Feng. Cui's order was served with wine, vegetables, fruits and dishes, and the friendship of the landlord. After the women thanked them, they drank freely, talked and laughed loudly, and Aunt Feng unintentionally knocked over the wine cup. The vinegar red Luo skirt was stained, her face was angry, and she brushed her sleeves and left. The women looked at each other and panicked, and Aunt Feng put on a straight face, and said hatefully: 'The little slave and maid dare to be rude!' The night banquet was unhappily dispersed.

The next night, the vinegar girl actually came - it turned out that those beauties last night were all flower essences, and the vinegar and vinegar themselves were pomegranates, and they wanted to come to the flower garden in the world to welcome the spring, but the wind god named Aunt Feng came out to obstruct it. The flower spirits wanted to take the opportunity to plead with Aunt Feng, but the vinegar vinegar was bad. Now all the flower spirits complained about her, so she had to turn to Cui Yuanhui for help, she asked Cui to prepare some red brocade silk, paint the sun, moon and stars, and hang them on the flower branches in the garden on February 21. Cui Yuanhui acted according to his words, and the wind was really strong at that time, but the flowers on the branches had colorful silks and were not blown off.

That night, the flower essence turned into a group of beauties to thank Cui Yuanhui in the garden, and each used his sleeve to pocket some petals to persuade him to swallow water on the spot, Cui Yuanhui thus prolonged his life to 100 years old, and every year on this day to hang color to protect the flowers, and finally ascended to the immortal. Later, this became a custom. Because the time of the hanging color is arranged in the fifth watch, it is called "Flower Dynasty", as for how the date evolves into others, it may be related to the sooner or later of the flower letter in various places"

In fact, there is another saying, the name seems to have been once, in the affiliated town of Jiangnan Huicheng, Pingjiang Mansion, outside the east gate of Changle Village, the old man named Qiuxian, his wife died, no children under his knees, because he was good at planting flowers and fruits since childhood, he abandoned the field and devoted himself to his work. Over time, a large garden was built. Qiu Xian is a nymphomaniac, not only taking care of the flowers in his garden, but also often lingering on the flowers and trees in other places.

There was a son of a eunuch in the city, who was cunning and cruel, and often endangered the neighborhood with a group of wolf-like servants and a few rogue children. One day, he took four or five families and evil young people and wandered in front of the gate of Qiu Gong. It is said that the autumn is just right to water the blooming peonies, and drink alone in front of the flowers, not wanting Zhang Yanei to break in. After picking quarrels and provoking trouble, in the end, he trampled on a good and decent garden, and it was still not enough.

After the wind swept away, Qiu Gong walked forward, looking at the carvings scattered all over the garden, and the dirt was stained, and his heart suddenly burst into tears. While he was crying, he only heard someone shouting behind him: "Why is Qiu Gong crying so badly?" It turned out to be a woman, about twenty-eight years old, with a beautiful appearance and elegant makeup, but she didn't know whose daughter it was. Qiu Gong told Zhang Wei about the flowers. The woman smiled and said, "My ancestors have passed down a spell that has been tried and tested again and again. According to her request, Qiu Gong took water out and found that the remnants of the flowers had really returned to the branches, and the various petals were mixed with colors, which looked better than before. This strange thing soon spread to Zhang Yanei's ears, so he came to the door again to destroy the flowers with his spicy hands, and found an excuse to put shackles on Qiu Gong.

The evil young men smashed until the evening, and suddenly a gust of wind rolled up, turning into a beautiful woman in red, it turned out that she was the flower fairy, I saw her long sleeves flying, setting off a biting cold wind, blowing Zhang Yanei's group away like ants. The wind was blowing, and Zhang Yanei himself was thrown into the swamp pond, and Qiu Gong was also rescued from prison.

In this story, the flower fairy has become the embodiment of justice and power, and places people's wishes on the combination of good things and the power of justice.

After the Ming Dynasty, the image of the god of flowers, more and more vivid, she is charming, holding the Chinese oiran peony, peony, or holding the flower blue of these two flowers, peacefully guarding the good wishes of many good working people in the country. ”