Chapter 2 Changzhou Jinling

A road leading to Jinling County, Changzhou runs through the entire Qinchun Garden, which was specially done by the people who repaired the garden back then.

The formation of the Taolin Festival, counting forward, is nearly a hundred years ago, when the tyrant Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty frequently launched wars, abused the people's power, and was extremely poor and extravagant, which led to continuous uprisings in various places, and the people's grievances arose, and the world was in chaos for a time.

At that time, there was a hidden strange person in Jinling County, Changzhou, who arranged a formation with a peach forest to besiege the people besieging the city.

It is precisely because of this formation that Changzhou was more peaceful than other cities in the war-torn era, and did not receive much damage, and it recovered quickly after the war and returned to the peaceful life of the people.

The war has gradually moved away from the people of Changzhou City, the peach forest has become a place of amusement and enjoyment from the original formation, I don't know from which year, there are rich households in Changzhou City who bought the Qinchun Garden after resting and perfecting, every year when the peach blossoms open, the annual peach blossom forest festival will be held, at that time, whether it is a commoner or a rich family, a dignitary or a nobleman, and people from far away will come to visit.

As a result, the Peach Blossom Forest Festival in Jinling County, Changzhou has spread more and more widely, and the momentum has grown stronger year by year.

Outsiders who come here for the first time will definitely get lost in the peach forest, so this garden is also rebuilt, with various wooden signs to guide the way in and out of the city, if you don't follow the route and walk randomly, you will inevitably be confused by the forest of Nuoda, walking in the middle and no longer able to get out.

Now like this, the people who have driven the long way ride horses and stroll in this fairyland-like peach blossom forest, look at it from a distance, the fragrance and delicious directly wash away the fatigue of the body, gently brush away the wind and dust, and have not yet entered Changzhou City, they are intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, and unconsciously full of good feelings for this place.

However, don't look at the whole ground is a peach forest, in fact, there are various different sections cleverly drawn in the middle, such as the two sides of the official road are divided into the periphery, and everyone walks freely to enjoy the flowers, but it cannot exceed the place where the pink ribbon is the boundary.

Behind the pink ribbon is in the middle of the section, with pavilions and grass huts, as well as a few laid-back places to go boating on the lake, fishing near the lake, or simply stay in a low-key but exquisite house for a few days, avoiding the red world and taking the tranquility of the outside of the city.

As for the deepest part of the peach forest, there is no clear thing separating it, but if someone leads the way, I believe that no one can find the exact location, or walk for more than ten days, and in the end you will only find it, but it is just always going around the forest in circles.

No one knew who Qinchun Garden belonged to, and they couldn't find out what the name of the rich merchant who bought Lin a few years ago was, let alone whether the secret method in the forest still existed.

Some people say that this forest was not bought by the so-called rich merchants at all, but has always been in the hands of the descendants of the mysterious strange man more than a hundred years ago.

Some people have speculated that the depths of the peach forest, where no one approaches, is the residence of the owner behind it.

What's even more exaggerated, saying that this strange person is simply a feather ascending immortal, this forest is covered with immortal energy, the depths of the peach forest, it's not that you can't enter at all, it's just that you let the immortal cast a spell, ordinary people can't see it, you just don't want mortals to disturb Qing Xiu!

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Passed around, no one knows the truth, and the truth has long been unimportant, but the peach forest in Jinling County, Changzhou is famous all over the world and has become a rare beauty in the world.

The place where several literati gathered, which is the middle of the peach forest, is only for Changzhou people with heads and faces, and ordinary tourists will not come here to disturb.

Therefore, these literati and writers talked for a long time, and no one broke in to bother them.

Speaking of the charity activities five days later, Yu Weiwei smiled mysteriously: "This time, it is a little different from previous years. ”

"Oh? Can Brother Yu reveal one or two? "Jingtai is interested.

Everyone else looked curious.

To say that Changzhou Mansion is a relatively wealthy city in Jiangnan Province, but also because of the strict rule of the government, there are many cases of petty theft, but there has never been an earth-shattering event, people's lives are relatively peaceful, it is not shocking to say that it is good, and to put it bluntly, it is boring.

This has also created a stronger aspect of gossip and entertainment for the people of Changzhou, such as the charity bazaar held in Murong Mansion every year, which has also become a topic of oral and annual events.

"Well...... this" After satisfying everyone's appetite, Yu Yiwei chuckled: "Let's wait and see, you will naturally know when that day comes." ”

Jing Tai stroked his short beard and shook his head with a smile, it was better not to say it, it made people's hearts itch.

"I thought this charity event would be postponed." Wen Qingyi suddenly sighed.

"Eh, speaking of which, the old Wu head in the west of the city actually committed suicide."

The old Wu head is named Wu Yong, born in a wealthy family in the west of Changzhou City, started by selling rice, and almost monopolized the rice market of the entire Changzhou City.

Wu Yong's father is only his only son, and he is still a son in his old age, and he is loved by thousands of people, and he has also developed his lazy and reckless behavior. After a hundred years of the old man of the Wu family, Wu Yong inherited the family business, but he couldn't afford the prosperity of the family, decline was inevitable, but he didn't want to lose so quickly.

Since then, the four major gates of Changzhou have become a three-legged tripod, and a few years, a Murong Zhao was born, with a genius business mind overnight, just a few years of hard work to surpass all the merchants in Changzhou, can be called the miracle of Changzhou Mansion.

"Tsk, sooner or later, it's not a matter of a day or two for Lao Wu to gamble."

"It's strange because of this, as the saying goes, a lot of debts don't weigh down, we have the number one gateway on the border of Changzhou, which one hasn't let him rely on money, he is not that kind of person at all."

"Alas, Old Man Wu knows underground, and he will be angry to death again if he pats the coffin board."

"No, those who have heads and faces are not afraid of his old Wu's dead face, they are all looking at the face of the deceased old man Wu, so they asked him to give him a little silver."

Jingtai's eyes rolled: "Old Wu Tou is dead?" ”

He went out of the city some time ago, and only came back yesterday, but he hadn't heard of it yet, although he was surprised, but everyone usually saw the hateful itchy teeth of the old Wu Tou, and scolded the evil things in his mouth, and sooner or later asked the king of Hades to take it, so he didn't feel much.

There may be one or two people like Lao Wu Tou in every place, living like a rat crossing the street is not pleasing to people, and it doesn't make people feel much when they die, but people will occasionally talk about it after tea and dinner-you know, then who is really dead, what a person who does evil.

"If you're dead, you're dead, how can a scoundrel with a broken skin not talk about asking Master Murong to postpone charity, right?"

The young man who first mentioned Old Wu Tou waved his hand and sighed: "It's not like this, haven't you heard that there have been several suicides in Changzhou Mansion recently?" I'm reckoning, it's almost time. ”

Several people called him a word of God and Taoism, they knew about the dead, but they didn't feel much, and the government clearly announced that the deceased committed suicide, and they also found a suicide note or family members confirmed, some were emotionally unhappy, some were like Lao Wu Tou who couldn't afford to pay off their debts, and some were even more simply, they just felt that life was boring, and they suddenly wanted to die.

For the last case, everyone said sweat, incomparable sweat, sweat full of waterfalls, you say that death is not tourism, come to a day trip to the Hades Palace, right, it's the same as playing.

In any town, whether it is a big city or a small town, the number of unnatural deaths every year will not be small, unless it is a murder case of a bad nature, otherwise such a suicide, although it will also blow the wind in the whole city for a few days, but the turmoil will soon subside, life will continue, and people will always only pay attention to the freshest things of the moment.

As long as it doesn't happen to you and you don't experience the pain, no matter how big things are, they will fade, and people's memories are long and short.

"When is it almost?"

"You don't remember the prophecy?"

Yu Yi's sword eyebrows gathered and squeezed into a Sichuan character, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking of, and didn't speak.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Jingtai's tough face, and he sneered: "Nonsense, Brother Qian doesn't have to take it too seriously." ”

At this point, everyone suddenly fell silent, the air around them seemed solemn, and at the same time, they all remembered the line of words that suddenly appeared outside the gate of the city a few months ago.

Wen Qingyi looked left and right, a faint smile rose on his moist face, patted the surname Qian Wenren, who had changed color slightly because of Jingtai's words, and diverted the topic: "Hey, are you saying it's strange, it's only been March, and there is a peach on that tree." ”

This was said casually by Wen Qingyi in order to ease the atmosphere, and everyone didn't take it seriously, let alone turn their heads to find a tree, and they opened the topic with a grin.

However, there was obviously an excess of curiosity in the middle, and he was very stupid and naΓ―ve, so he really turned around and looked for a long time, and suddenly saw a ball of green among the thousands of flowers, blinked, and blurted out and shouted: "There are really peaches!" ”

"Hah-"

"Brother Zhao, don't play...... Uh......"

"What's wrong with you two, ah!"

Wen Qingyi scratched his face, he really said it casually, why did one or two have the same expression as seeing a ghost, he couldn't help but turn his head, and when he saw it, he was stunned, and said in his mouth: "Tao Tao Tao...... Peach? ”

The literati surnamed Qian looked up to the sky and sighed: "The sky has changed, it has really changed!" ”

Peaches in March, snow in June, there must be demons when things go wrong!

In the middle, only Yu Weiwei suddenly got up, his radiant tiger eyes were half-narrowed, and when his wide sleeves flew up, he waved his big palm, and a gust of wind whistled away, hitting the peach tree, and he shouted loudly: "Pretend to be a ghost, don't show up soon." ”