Qiulan Festival, a grand event in southern Xinjiang.

Since the sixth year of Jiahe, the people of the three southern states of Daji spontaneously set up sacrifices, on the day of the autumn equinox, to commemorate the precedent of opening Daji for 500 years, Jin Yuce, Zhu Bi personally sealed the Anping Dang Demon Taiyin Yuanjun, Lanshui Longjun Niangniang.

After experiencing the grand event in several states in southern Xinjiang, there was a famous man who wrote a poem and said:

Thousands of years to see the altar again, Lan Shui Wo Longjun.

Woe to the demon Li Minyu, Jin Yuce is too yin.

Since then, on the autumn equinox day of the three states, the clouds have come to the heavy rain canal and flow gold.

The autumn festival of ten thousand households in southern Xinjiang is long and long.

It is used to praise the dragon monarch Niangniang who worshiped Lanshui with her body, leveled the scourge of witches in southern Xinjiang, and shattered her golden body to suppress the demons and ghosts in the three states of southern Xinjiang, feed back the heaven and earth, and protect the people of the three states for more than ten years of great achievements.

And if you say that the Qiulan Festival is grand, it should be Yunlai Mansion.

Not only because Yunlai Mansion is the best place in the three states of southern Xinjiang, but also because the Annan Royal Mansion is located in the city.

And the Lanshui Dragon Jun Niangniang, who is respected by all the people, is the wife of Zhou Zhenliu, the king of Annan, the princess of Annan, and the lady of the first product of the royal pen.

Since the sixth year of Jiahe, on the night of the autumn equinox, the land of the three states in southern Xinjiang is full of the peaceful scene of the moon and stars and silver frost.

But when this cloud comes to the city, it will rain heavily, and it will not stop all night.

The people all thought that it was the dragon monarch Niangniang's deep love for the king of Annan, and the tears did not stop, and it was a pillar of rain to come to the city with a single cloud.

In this way, it should have been a good story.

However, the city of Yunlaifu, which encountered such a heavy rain for the first time, if it weren't for the action of the masters in the palace of Annan and the ability to move mountains and restream, it would almost be like the ancient city of Chengjiang, and it would have become an underwater city, and it has become a legend that has been circulated by everyone after tea and dinner.

Since then, the Annan royal palace has conquered Yunlai a state of skilled craftsmen, spent a huge amount of money, and worked for a year, in this mountain high ridge, adjacent to Lanshui, Yunlaifu City, built the Yunlai Canal known as "Lanshui angrily rises and presses the mountains, and does not flood the clouds to come to three feet three".

Since then, in the city of Yunlaifu, since the beginning of the palace, every household has been connected by the Yunlai Canal, which is three feet three inches wide and three feet deep.

In the low-lying areas and the undercurrents of the river, 1,280 drainage and flood ponds were built in the city.

Every time there is a heavy rain, the rainwater in the city will quietly flow into the undercurrent of the river along the thousands of canals and thousands of ponds, and flow into the Lanshui.

Perhaps it is this manpower of the magic axe to amaze the heavens, since the completion of the Yunlai Canal, the Yunlai Mansion autumn equinox heavy rain as usual, but after the heavy rain, the fairy palace mirage of "seven floors and twenty-eight pavilions" will appear in the sky above the city.

Seven Zhu Lou with different regulations sit according to the position of the Beidou, and there are glazed jade pavilions distributed in all directions, during which the Hongqiao is framed, and the purple gas shuttles, just like the fairy palace Linfan.

Before sunrise, the green clouds are mighty and want to overwhelm the top, and the top cover is glazed.

After sunrise, the gods of heaven rose up with purple gold swords, and ten thousand colored lights broke through the clouds.

Between the pavilions, thousands of golden manghui are corresponding, and above the rainbow bridge, the golden wind and jade dew shine in the sky.

Covering the entire Yunlaifu City.

In the lower city, dignitaries, peddlers and pawns, literati and, and martial artists and monks all held their breath and looked up, deeply shocked by the wonders of this immortal mansion.

All of a sudden, the immortals are indistinguishable, the purple gas and golden glow move with the clouds, the old man and the young children are silent, the fairy palace is like falling into the world, and the mortal body is like walking in the fairyland.

Half an hour later, it gradually dispersed.

Such a magnificent fairy palace is the first time in the world since the catastrophe of heaven and earth eight hundred years ago and the immortal road was cut off.

It is because Yunlai Fucheng is approaching the Qiulan Festival every year, which is full of literati and ink artists competing for thrones, and the lively scene of sword rangers drinking on the street.

There are people who visit the fairy and the people, and they visit the streets and alleys of the city and the surrounding mountains and rivers.

There are also Taoist swordsmen and Toutuo monks in the great sect, or leaning down between the markets, or sitting in the valley, just waiting to see the wonders of the heavenly palace and explore the ethereal and illusory fairy fate.

It has been going on for fifteen years.

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The autumnal equinox is night, and the rain is pouring like ever.

Outside the city of Yunlaifu, in the Lanshui Longjun Temple, which is the largest and most effective in Sanzhou, there are still many pilgrims and crowds.

Holding umbrellas and taking children all the way from nearby counties, the pilgrims who arrived at night couldn't get in for a while.

Under the persuasion and guidance of a group of temple blessings and helpers, they offered melons and fruits and brought their own drinks in the open space in front of the temple, and after praying sincerely, they stayed in the rows of simple dwellings built by the nearby Annan Palace.

In the city's wine shops and inns, among the green buildings on Flower Street, literati and rangers, cups come and go, and laughter is repeated.

Among them, there are extravagant people, who do not hesitate to buy a jar of Yunlai's unique Qiulan drunkenness, but do not drink it themselves, but first pour nearly half of it into the Yunlai Canal that connects the whole city, and then share the remaining half of the jar of osmanthus fragrant wine with a full table of high rollers.

There are also poor men who rent the dwellings of the people in the city, and the small candles and tables are used to recite poems against the heavy rain in the city, and according to the prayer ceremony, they also toast the wine in the cup into the canal.

The city is full of joy and bustle, and so on.

The buzzing voices in the city even overshadowed the heavy rain that was pouring all night.

All kinds of things, all because of the Lanshui Dragon Jun Niangniang before the immortal body, the most lively and hungry wine.

Over time, it has become customary, and it has achieved the unique and unrestrained style of the Qiulan Festival in Yunlaizhou City.

According to legend, the so-called fragrant and refreshing Qiulan drunk, the wine recipe is derived from the Longjun Niangniang, who was still the princess of Annan more than ten years ago.

The words are divided into two ends.

Yunlaifu City, built on the back of Xicheng Mountain, this mountain stretches for no more than ten miles.

But Yunlai a state, known for the mountain peak danger, although the size of Xicheng Mountain is not large, there are not many mountains, but it can also be called majestic and upright.

Among them, the highest mountain is the Xingxing Peak, the sky towers in the north of Yunlaizhou City for several miles, the Lanshui meanders leisurely at the foot of the peak, does not see its source, does not know its end, is in response to the scenery of the mountain high and the water is long.

At the top of the star peak, a two-story Zhu Lou stands on a cliff.

The building was brightly lit, and the young man lazily curled up into a pine rocking chair placed horizontally in front of the window, unconsciously playing with an inch-sized round jade jue tied to his wrist with a slender red rope.

The jade is round, and the half-inch square circle is transparent like glass, but the outer circle is as blue as a lake, which is quite ancient.

There are eight subtle concaves and convex on it, and if you look closely, you only think that it is a jade flaw.

Looking from the window on the side of the young man, you can see that thousands of households in the city are brightly lit and arranged in an orderly manner; Nearly considerable meandering water, the huge draft of the colorful boat swaying streamer, as bright as the stars.

A beautiful view of the city, as far as the eye can see.

If it weren't for the fact that Xingxing Peak was listed as the private land of the Annan Palace, the literati and martial artists in the city who were noisy about a viewing tower with a slightly better location would have stepped on this mountain a few inches lower.

But the young man turned a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in the world that could be seen when he turned his head, and just stared at the opened altar of high-grade Qiulan on the pine low table in front of him, drunk and quietly in a daze.

The young man did not close the window, at this moment the wind and rain were swaying outside the window, and occasionally a few drops of raindrops on the eaves were blown in by the wind, wetting the young man's precious Shu embroidered green robe, and falling into the altar of the hard-to-find high-grade Qiulan drunk, he didn't care.

Not far away, the thick lamps and candles are hidden in the extremely ingenious tassel glass lampshade, and the candlelight does not sway at all, illuminating the pen and ink hanging on the wall.

A piece of nearly a zhang long Huainan green bamboo Xuan is not decorated, blown by the wind, and it is full of such as:

"Although the heart is not anointed, it is unnatural"

"The sky borrows a bright moon, and flies to the blue clouds"

"The unique lonely moon, the time shines on the cold of the guest court"

"The yellow crane broke the rock's head, so the old man is not here now"

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same in the end, and the youth will travel"

A class of remnant poems.

If you compare with the current calligraphy, it is only a little frivolous, and there is less precipitation over the years.

Occasionally, relatives and friends and guests were surprised by the young man's poetic talent, but the young man only said that he had obtained from the archaeological books, combined with the context of the poem, and everyone was not suspicious.

Outside the window, the wind and rain are all over the sky, the pen and ink in the house are sassy, and the autumn orchid drunk brewed by a few osmanthus flowers exudes a strange fragrance, and the autumn wind and rain are fluttering and shaking, and the room is full of fragrance.

The young man is in the age of Qi, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a quiet and indifferent posture.

In the meantime, leaning on the window and wandering outside the world, it shows a bit of tranquility and tranquility, young and old.

But the silence was immediately interrupted by a deep knock at the door.

The young man came back to his senses and said shallowly: "Come in." ”

Because of the long silence, his voice was a little hoarse, and the volume was a little lower, and under this pouring rain, if it was not close at hand, it would be almost inaudible.

But outsiders had heard it clearly, and slowly pushed open half of the door.

But I saw a rickety old man dressed in a gorgeous costume, standing outside the door.

Before he made a sound, he smiled and said: "The mountain road is slippery and muddy, and the old slave will inevitably get dirty all the way, and he will not dare to dirty the second son's noble room, and ask the second son to allow the old slave to talk back outside the door." ”

The young man sat up, showed a helpless look, and said, "Uncle Gong, how many times have I said that I don't have to be as particular as my father and eldest brother here, don't you want me to come out and invite you?" ”

The old man's smile became softer and softer: "The second son is not informal, but I am not good at transgressing the rules, if I let the subordinates look at it, although it will not mess up the way of respect and humility, it is always bad to have some gossip behind my back." ”

As he spoke, the old man had slowly walked into the house, and a pair of black satin baina boots under his feet had already been wet by the rain, and the soles of the shoes were stained with mud, but they did not leave the slightest trace of dirt on the smooth pine floor.

Seeing that the young man was dressed in thin clothes and the window behind him was not closed, he said warmly: "The second son has a golden branch and jade body, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by that vulgar servant. But this star peak is not as good as the palace, and the mountain wind hurts people. ”

"A few days ago, the palace selected a group of maids who knew how to read and write from the Lingnan refugees, and the eldest prince selected two of them with innocent family backgrounds, and their figures and appearances were all first-class, and they were trained by hand, and I want to give you a pair of personal maids......"

The young man became more and more helpless, waved his hand and said, "I can't drop a few flies and sparrows in this building all year round, what kind of servants do I need?" I have just entered the realm of meditation, which can be regarded as really climbing into the threshold of cultivation, three meals a day just for a light one, and a clear spring in the three-point vegetable garden outside the building is enough. ”

At this he threw himself into the crude pine rocking chair again, and swayed back and forth, making the chair creaque.

Annoyed: "My ruthless father threw me into this mountain and grounded me for a month, my good brother didn't help me say a good word, and I also had a good meal in front of my father. ”

The old man was amused by the young man's nonsense, the second son Zhou Qi and the eldest son Zhou Li in front of him are twin brothers of the same mother, Zhou Li first Zhou Qi gave birth to a tea time, and Zhou Li became the elder brother with Zhou Li.

Since the two of them can remember, Zhou Qi has forcibly recognized Zhou Li as his younger brother, and the two have been bickering about this matter until now.

Although the two are twins, their personalities have gone to two extremes.

The elder brother Zhou Li has been strict with himself since he was a child, and there are rules and regulations for his movements and stats, and he treats people and things seriously, but his younger brother Zhou Qi has a detached personality and is uninhibited by etiquette.

There are often remarks that defy the world's condemnation coming out of Zhou Qi's mouth, but after thinking about it, he feels quite reasonable, and it really makes the two brothers' teachers Zhang Ziqing and father Zhou Zhenliu very big.

Uncle Gong thinks about this very well, he has followed the king of Annan for more than 20 years, and he has become a general in the army and a steward of the palace.

The mother of the two brothers Zhou Qi and Zhou Li is the Lanshui Dragon Jun Niangniang who is now immortal, and Li Wanyun, the "female sword immortal and demon subduing bodhisattva" who was famous in the northern region back then.

In the second year of Jiahe, after the general Zhou Zhenliu returned to the dynasty from northern Xinjiang to serve as the secretary of the military department, the two got married in Beijing.

In the fourth year of Jiahe, Li Wanyun was pregnant, and the emperor personally invited the best imperial doctor in the palace to ask for his pulse, and asked the Qintian Supervisor to personally calculate for him, and got a pair of auspicious hexagrams of "Qianyang contains a unicorn", and deduced that Li Wanyun was a son in her womb.

But three months later, Li Wanyun's abdominal pain did not stop, and Zhou Zhenliu invited the imperial doctor in the palace to diagnose and treat his pulse, and the imperial doctor made the doctor's unique peaceful true qi push blood through the palace, but he was surprised to find that the fetus in Li Wanyun's womb turned out to be a pair.

The Zhou Mansion was overjoyed, and when the emperor heard the news, he sent the eunuchs in the palace to give a good meal of comfort and reward, and overnight Xuan Xuan, the head of the Daomen of the Daomen, was reprimanded overnight.

At the beginning of the fifth year of Jiahe, Rongdi knocked on the pass in northern Xinjiang, Zhou Zhenliu sat in the middle of the court, the dispatch was orderly, and the border pass was victorious.

The emperor felt his merit, named the king of Annan, and Jueyi Yunlai went to southern Xinjiang.

Li Wanyun gave birth to two brothers, Zhou Li and Zhou Qi, on the way to Zhou Zhenliu's appointment, when Zhou Qi was born, his body was almost half smaller than his brother Zhou Li, and he held a piece of inch-sized jade jue in both hands, but it was a secret miracle in the palace.

Now that Li Wanyun is gone, this strange incident is only known to a few people, including the two brothers of the Zhou family.