Li Hong: "It's been more than 100 years, and it's still called the name in the Victory Method?" ”

Villager: "Yes, the legendary villages are all real villages, and they are still called by this name. How? Is the Taoist interested in this legend? ”

"Interested!" Li Hong nodded and said with a smile: "I think all the people in Jianjin Prefecture will be interested in this legend. ”

Villager: "Since you're interested and you're here again, why don't you go and have a look?" It's not far away. Ahem, this method of winning is used, I really don't have to say it. ”

"I have to go and see it, thank you for the advice!"

Li Hong clasped his hands into fists and waved to the villagers, thanked them, and strode towards Huayuan Village.

Yes, since you have arrived at the destination of this trip, why not check it out! When I went back, I saw Long Yi, and I had a good one to say.

Li Hong first went to the Sanli Zhihe area.

Since the weather is still cold, the ice on the river has not melted, and there are children playing on it. There was a middle-aged man herding sheep, standing on the bank of the river with a whip, watching the children play and watching his flock.

"The scenery here is so beautiful, and it is also a place for children to have fun in winter!" Li Hong accosted the sheep herder.

"Three miles straight river!" The sheep herder said proudly: "Two miles of straight rivers out of the mother, three miles of straight rivers out of the emperor, this is an old saying." Spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are people here to watch. Dao Chief, you are also admired? ”

Li Hong nodded: "Yes, I came here!" I heard that the whole Qingliang River is straight here! ”

"No!" The sheepherd's face glowed with happiness, and he pointed to the Sanli Zhihe section of the Qingliang River and said: "You see, around this Sanli Zhihe, large and small, there are already thirteen garden villages.

"After coming here, they saw the beautiful scenery here and the great feng shui of the Sanli Straight River, so they lived here in order to change their fate.

"In order not to forget his ancestors, he named his homeland after his surname. What Zhang Garden, Yan Garden, Wang Garden...... Whatever the surname is, they call their home a garden, and over time, a small village is formed. No, there are so many garden villages. ”

Li Hong: "Do the people in the garden village still grow lotuses?" ”

Sheep herder: "Seed." There are a lot of pits and ponds in every village, if you want to come in summer, stand here and look around, your eyes are full of green lotus leaves, pink lotus flowers, very good-looking.

"Every day, people come here to paint and write poetry. While watching, people chanted the stories in the Eight Dragons Altar.

"Ahem, if Liu Bowen hadn't dug up the Eight Dragon Tombs and smashed the eight carved dragon altars, maybe we would have been out of the emperor here. At the feet of the Son of Heaven, I don't have to hold a whip to herd sheep! It's a pity! It's a pity! What a shame!! ”

Li Hong: "I heard that among the eight dragon carving altars, there is already a stone dragon about to open its eyes. ”

Shepherd: "That's right! cough, shouldn't the emperor come out here, I'm stunned to open it and smash it! ”

Li Hong: "There are three miles of straight river, and it will come out in the future!" ”

Shepherd: "Lend you good words!" I hope so! ”

Leaving the garden and passing the western tributary of Qingliangjiang, Li Hong came to the mouth of the urn again.

Wengkou is on the edge of the Qingliang River, and it is a commercial port on the Qingliang River. Since the river has not yet thawed, the one who bought the urn was changed to land transportation. There were large carts parked on the riverbank, and there were many large urns lined up in the wooden plank fence, and some people were picking and picking in them.

It seems that the people of the urn are still in the business of selling urns, and the trade is very prosperous.

"The big urn here sells well!"

Seeing an old man basking in the sun at the entrance of the village at the base of the north wall, Li Hong went up to talk to him.

"Not bad, not bad." The old man said proudly: "Don't look at the small village, relying on the sale of urns, there are several rich people in the village." ”

Li Hong: "Oh, it's more than 100 years old, right? ”

Old man: "Yes, yes, there were during the Yongle period." It's the middle of Jiajing now, and it's been a hundred decades! ”

"I heard that the name of this village was given to suppress the eight carved dragon altars in the north." Li Hong hurriedly cited the legend.

"That's exactly what happened." At the mention of the old legend, the old man's face became happy, and he talked more: "Have you heard of that big legend?" ”

Li Hong smiled: "I heard about it." My brother is a local, and he must know the details, if he is interested in saying it, I would like to hear it. ”

"If you don't think I'm verbose, I'll tell you." Seeing Li Hong nodding, the old man's face glowed red: "This is a big legend here that several villages have changed their names because of this legend. I was afraid that it would be lost, so I often read it to young people.

"Ahem, young people nowadays don't take it seriously and don't want to listen. I will tell the people from afar who come to buy the urn, and I hope that this legend will spread farther and farther through my mouth. ”

Li Hong: "Brother, you did the right thing, it's good for inheriting your folk culture here." ”

Old man: "That's right." ”

Li Hong: "Then you can tell me that I know everything, and I can tell others on the way to carry forward this legend." ”

"That's a good idea." The old man's face showed gratitude, and he talked to Li Hong endlessly.

Li Hong had heard Long Yi talk about it, but Long Yi was the party concerned after all, and he was afraid that Long Yi would be mixed with too many personal feelings, so he listened to the old man's story seriously.

However, what the old man told was basically the same as what Long Yi said. It can be seen that this legend does exist and has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"That's it," the old man finally said, "the eight stone dragons that were dug up and smashed by the grave were held through the 'urn', and the 'purple dragon' held back the purple, and the soup flowed to the 'Liuchang', and they were completely put to death.

"The emperor's feng shui was broken, and the descendants of the rich man Cao, who was supposed to be the emperor, became a shaver. People say that it was originally the emperor's order, and the emperor cannot be called the king when the feng shui is broken, but the symbol still has to be there.

Therefore, the square cabinet containing the head shaving utensils was used to represent the palace, and the pole with a handkerchief was used to represent the flagpole at the head of the palace.

"The shaver is the image of the emperor after breaking the feng shui - the emperor holds the power of life and death. The head of the person, the hair is the top, and the shaving of the head is also a symbol of the power of the 'emperor'. ”

"This method of winning is absolutely enough, and the people don't hate him?" After listening to the old man's story, Li Hong asked.

The old man sighed: "What's the use of hate? People are the emperor, they are afraid that you will become a climate overthrower, can they not put you to death?

"This is a battle for imperial power, it is a matter from above, we little people, we can't control so much, whoever is the emperor is not the same as eating three meals a day!"

Li Hong: "If we have the emperor here, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the common people will definitely be happier than they are living now." ”

Old man: "Didn't it work out?" Before it was conceived, it was smashed by others. Say a thousand ways and ten thousand, or we don't have this blessing here.

"King Yan Yujian chose the capital site, where to shoot is not good, but he shot here, so he found the Sanli Zhihe, found the Eight Dragon Mound, and dug out eight carved dragon altars.

"Providence, this is Providence, King Yan's imperial sword deviates dozens of miles to the east and west, and there is no such thing.

"However, of the four villages that have been renamed, except for Balong, the other three villages have all gotten better."

Li Hong was taken aback, and asked along the pole: "Oh, then tell me, what benefits have you got?" ”

The old man's face glowed red: "Take our urn mouth as an example, it is said that this place used to be very poor, but since the name of the village was changed, the big urn business has flourished. It's been more than 100 years, and it hasn't faded.

"The same goes for Zilong. Since Li Jiahui was an official in the imperial court and put on a purple dragon robe, there have been officials in the capital from generation to generation in Zilong Village. In addition to 'someone in the imperial court is good to be an official', the name of the village also plays a good role in protection.

"The biggest change is the flow of normal. Before the name of the village was changed, the village was almost extinct. After the name of the village was changed, it flourished.

"For more than 100 years, it has developed into a large town, and the township government has also built it there, and there are markets, hotels, and inns in the town, and it is a large township within a radius of dozens of miles.

Therefore, Liu Bowen's use of the winning method has made the three villages of Wengkou, Zilong, and Liuchang very bright. The people of these three villages talked about this legend and talked about the benefits of changing the name of the village! ”

Li Hong saw that the old man talked about Liu Bowen's good coming, and said in his heart: It's really pedantic and short-sighted, people have broken the good feng shui of your five hundred years here, and then give you a sweet jujube pit, I don't know which kang is hot. After a long time, you said this legend to promote your big urn business!

Seeing that the old man was talking about the big urn business in the village, Li Hong was not interested, so he left the old man and walked north along the bank of the Qingliang River.

I didn't go far, I came to a small village, and when I inquired, it turned out that this was the village of Cao Balong, the place where Long Yi incarnated in the yang world, Cao Gen and Cao Tietou.

Under the guidance of the people, Li Hong came to the home of Long Yi's descendant, Cao Bingren, a head shaver.

Cao Bingren is in his thirties, has married and had children, and is also very talkative. Hearing that Li Hong came to learn about the legend that the Eight Dragons Altar was smashed and Liu Bowen implemented the method of winning by suppression, the conversation began.

He told Li Hong that after listening to the old people, after the Eight Dragon Tombs were dug up and the eight carved dragon altars were smashed, the Cao family's life was not as good as a year. When Cao Gen Cao Tietou, the only son of the ancestor, grew up to be a teenager, his family was already very poor.

In order to make a living, he worked in the fields during the day and read and studied in the light and shadow at night. As a result, studies and livelihoods are delayed due to dual use.

Several township examinations, all of which were named Sun Mountain; Farm work only learned to pick a big hoe and wield a sickle; Doing business is not profitable. In desperation, I learned the craft of shaving my head.

Since Cao Gen Cao Tietou's ancestor picked up the burden of shaving his head and passed it to him, it has been the sixth generation.

According to the rules set by the ancestors, each generation is inherited by the eldest son. If the eldest son dies of middle age or has an accident, it is passed on to the eldest grandson. The second son or the people in other units have no right to inherit.

"How's the income?" Li Hong saw that his family was not very wealthy, and asked with concern.