After telling one story after another, about children, the scholar turned and left, he had a long way to go.

As soon as the scholar walked out, the sky was covered with goose feathers.

"It's snowing!" Bai Ze looked at the sky.

"Well, it's snowing, why don't you go out for a walk together?" Lingyu made an offer.

Bai Ze nodded, and then the two of them walked aimlessly on the street, facing the wind and snow.

I stepped out and slipped inadvertently, but I didn't expect to step into a small world.

There is a mountain named Fox Mountain in Tengzhou, and there is a white fox spirit on the fox mountain, and the white fox spirit leads a large group of foxes. Foxes hunt for prey such as rats and hares in the mountains and forests every day.

One day, the foxes heard the crows of chickens coming from the foot of the mountain, so the white fox sent the white-tailed fox to find out.

The white-tailed fox went down the mountain and reported: "There is a large farm at the bottom of the mountain, and there are thousands of chickens in the farm. In addition to the chickens, there are several large dogs on the farm. ”

The white fox spirit said to the group of foxes: "Now that the number of mountain mice and hares is getting smaller and smaller, and it is becoming more and more difficult to catch them, in order to improve my life, I have decided to send elite soldiers to the farm to catch chickens tonight." The foxes responded, jumping up and down trying to show off their skills. In the end, the white fox spirit selected ten young and strong foxes and went down the mountain.

In the middle of the night, ten foxes crawled close to the farm, sneaked into the chicken coop, and successfully caught more than a dozen big fat chickens. The white fox spirit was very happy, and rewarded the ten foxes who caught chickens. Of course, every fox on the mountain also got some chicken to eat, and they were all happy in their hearts.

The foxes tasted the sweetness, so they encouraged the white fox spirit to go down the mountain again to catch chickens. The white fox thought carefully: after successfully catching so many chickens this time, the owner of the farm will definitely be wary, and if he goes again, he will definitely encounter a setback. When the foxes saw that the white fox spirit did not speak, they all scratched their cheeks and bared their teeth and shouted and coaxed. The white fox spirit could not resist it, so he had to send ten more foxes into the farm to catch chickens.

As expected by the white fox spirit, this time the chicken hunt encountered a big setback: ten foxes sneaked into the farm, eight of them were pounced on by the big dog and killed on the spot, and the other two foxes each caught a fat chicken and escaped in panic. The white fox spirit was very remorseful, so he went into the cave to retreat and think about it, and at the same time asked the white-tailed fox to give an order that "you must not go down the mountain to catch chickens without permission".

On the second day, seven foxes went missing, and on the third day, nine more went missing......

After thinking about it, the white fox walked out of the cave and saw that there were no more foxes on the mountain. So, it hurried into the white-tailed fox's cave. At this time, the white-tailed fox was sleeping soundly, and its mouth was actually stained with chicken feathers, and its body exuded the smell of chicken. The white fox spirit asked angrily, "Where have all our compatriots gone?" ”

The white-tailed fox knew that he could deny it, and said: "Since the compatriots could not resist the temptation of chicken, they spontaneously organized ten foxes to go to the farm every night to catch chickens, and each fox thought that he would be the lucky one who succeeded in catching chickens. Therefore, even if most of the foxes are bitten to death by the big dogs every time they go down the mountain, they will be happy to do it. Over time, the foxes on the mountain were decreasing day by day. ”

The white fox spirit asked, "Then what's the matter with the chicken feathers on your mouth?" ”

"In order to gag my mouth, every time they steal chickens, I have a share." White-tailed fox said.

The white fox spirit knew the truth and felt deeply guilty, so he returned to the heavenly palace with the white-tailed fox and left it at the disposal of the Jade Emperor. The Jade Emperor was furious and launched a thunderbolt to kill the white-tailed fox, and let the white fox spirit turn into stone in Fox Mountain and turn into a stone fox.

Since then, there have been no more foxes in Tengzhou Fox Mountain.

2. Storytelling, Folk Tales Free, Part 2

Legend has it that there are rafts that travel between heaven and earth, and the people who drive the rafts are truly brave and fearless people.

During the Western Han Dynasty, there was a hermit named Luo Junping. It is said that he knew the time when the rafts that traveled between heaven and earth traveled from earth to heaven, so everyone who wanted to go to heaven had to come to Luo Junping before leaving.

On this day, the time for the raft to set off was approaching, and Luo Junping's house was full of people who were about to take the raft to the sky. At this time, a man driving a raft walked out of Luo Junping's house. One of the people from heaven hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed him and asked, "The heavens have to pass through a winding river, and the sky is so high and big, and there are gods and monsters along the way, and the raft sometimes turns upside down as it travels." You often float in such an environment on a raft, why don't you even shake your hands and not be scared at all?"

The man who drove the raft replied, "It took me many years to learn how to control the raft, and another three years to drive the raft myself. ”

The man asked, "Is it enough to rely only on skill and practice?"

The man on the raft said, "Of course not." Every time I sailed the raft to the sky, I was worried about not knowing how many years I would live, and I didn't even think about whether the raft would ever return. I navigated the raft, the waves churned along the way, and the weather was ever-changing and capricious. Sometimes the sun is shining brightly, and the clouds are steaming, and suddenly it becomes dull, and the bright day suddenly turns into night. Sometimes, the raft and the waves collide with each other, and suddenly they shake up like a wild horse galloping wildly, and sometimes sink to the bottom of the waves, and then rush to the top of the waves like a fight, and I feel as if there are countless people driving the raft. Whenever this happens, I feel very calm and not panicked at all. If you panic at this moment, your hands and feet will not obey the call. As long as you don't panic in your heart, you won't fall until you reach your destination safely. ”

The questioner said with deep feeling: "I think that what you said is not only applicable to the operation of a raft, but in fact, many things must be done in this way!"

From navigating the raft, we can understand that no matter what we do or what situation we encounter, we should concentrate on it, be unwavering, fearless, and move forward bravely, so that we can overcome difficulties and strive for victory.

3. Storytelling, Folk Tales Collection, Free Part 3

During the Song Dynasty, the Khitan sent 200,000 Liao soldiers to invade the border, and the border was tight. That Gongfu Liulang Yang Yanzhao is in Suicheng. Suicheng is now Suicheng Village, twenty miles west of Xushui County. It is bordered by the Puhe River in the north, and across the river is an ancient Great Wall.

Suicheng was small and insufficient, and the defenders of the city were only 3,000 people. The Liao soldiers came quickly, and then the soldiers came to the city, surrounded the city, and attacked the city several times for several days, each time more fiercely. However, the defenders and the common people of Suicheng did not seem to have any uneasiness as usual. Liulang felt strange, and he asked the common people: "Aren't you afraid that the Liao soldiers are attacking the city like this?" The common people replied: "With General Yang guarding here, the Liao soldiers will not be able to break it!"

When Yang Liulang heard that the people trusted him like this, he felt even more responsible. So he gathered all the young men of the city, gave them swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and mobilized them to cooperate with the army to defend the city. The army and the common people are all gearing up, swearing to live and die with Suicheng.

It was October, and the weather suddenly turned cold. Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao was in a hurry, and hurriedly ordered the army and civilians to draw water to irrigate the city. In the evening, water was poured on the city wall, and immediately a layer of ice froze was formed, and water was poured all night, and ice was formed all night. By the next morning, ho, the tall wall was white and shiny like a great wall of ice, hard and slippery, impossible to climb. The Liao soldiers rushed to the city, came to the city, kicked and slipped out, slipped and slipped, and some finally climbed to the half-waist, and fell down again when they slipped out. The Song army lying in wait in the city took the opportunity to roll wood and thunder stones, and thousands of arrows were fired, killing and wounding countless Liao soldiers. The Liao soldiers could not attack the city for several days, so they had to order the retreat. Yang Liulang took the opportunity to open the city gate wide, and personally led the army to rush out, only to kill the Liao soldiers who lost their armor and fled in embarrassment. In this battle, thousands of Liao soldiers were captured, nearly 10,000 horses were captured, and a large number of weapons were obtained.

Because of this battle, Yang Liulang was promoted by Song Zhenzong as an official, and was promoted to Mozhou (now Yanzhou, Renqiu County, Hebei) by the Baozhou (now Baoding, Hebei) border capital inspection envoy. The Khitan invaded the border, burned and looted all the way, and the people suffered greatly. Liulang Yang Yanzhao successively led his troops to repel more than 100 attacks by Liao soldiers, making the border pass peaceful for a time, so he was deeply loved by the people.

When Yang Liulang was fifty-seven years old, he died of illness in Juzhou. The emperor sent an envoy to accompany Liulang's eldest son, Yang Wenguang (Yang Yanzhao's son is called Zongbao in the play, and Zongbao's son is called Wenguang) to escort Lingshu back to his hometown of Taiyuan. The people of Zhengzhou went out of the city, knelt around the hearse and wept silently, demanding that Liulang be buried in Juzhou, with his spirit in the sky, to guard the border. Yang Wenguang and the emperor's envoy felt that it was difficult to resist the public feelings, so they asked Ma Tongchi to report to She Taijun for ruling. She Jun proposed to make another coffin, put Liulang's clothes and treasure knife inside, and repair Liulang's tomb in the north city of Juzhou to comfort the local people. Since then, the Liulang Tomb has been built in Juzhou, which has become a memorial place for the people to commemorate the national heroes. The civil officials get off the sedan chair here, the military attachés get off their horses here, and the people worship every festival.

4. Storytelling, Folk Tales Free, Chapter 4

Once upon a time, there was a merchant who kept a clever parrot and would take it with him wherever he went.

Once, he went to the capital to do business, and the coils on his body were stolen by thieves. The capital was far from home, and he was tired and hungry, and he was very anxious. Then the parrot said to him, "Sir, you might as well sell me, for if you send me near the palace and we will put on a show, we will surely be able to sell it for a good price." The merchant said, "How can I be willing to sell you?" The parrot said, "The most important thing now is to get through the difficulties in front of you!" Seeing that the merchant still did not agree, the parrot said, "When you get the money, you can leave quickly, and wait for me under the big tree twenty miles east of the city." ”

Under the persuasion of the parrot, the merchant came to the vicinity of the prince's mansion and had a dialogue and game with the parrot. Their wonderful performance quickly attracted many people to watch. After a while, the news reached the prince. The prince liked parrots very much, so he sent people to invite merchants and parrots into the palace.

The prince asked the merchant, "I heard that you have a versatile parrot?" Sell it to me. The merchant hesitated and refused to sell.

The prince asked the parrot, "Would you like to live with me?" The parrot said, "Yes!" The parrot continued, "It is enough to give him only ten taels of silver, and not more." At this time, the prince was even more pleased, and immediately asked someone to give ten taels of silver to the merchant and drove him out of the palace.

The prince was very happy to get a clever parrot, and he stood in front of the birdcage to tease it, and the clever parrot always said something flattering to the prince. The prince was very happy, and he asked people to eat and drink well. The parrot was full and cried, "Lord, I want to take a bath." The prince immediately ordered a golden basin to be filled with water, and he released it from the cage. After the parrot took a bath, while combing its feathers, it talked to the prince, and the prince smiled from ear to ear.

After a while, the feathers dried, and the parrot suddenly spread its wings and flew away, leaving only the prince staring at the sky with wide eyes and sighing.

As long as we use wisdom, nothing can stump us.

5. Storytelling, Folk Tales Free, Chapter 5

When Zheng Banqiao was making a county order in Fan County, he was an upright official, and it only took two or three years to govern the county into a peaceful scene of living and working in peace. On this day, in the Dongxiang Grand Gathering, Zheng Banqiao dressed up as a showman, brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, rode a little donkey, and went back to his old business - selling calligraphy and painting. Of course, selling calligraphy and paintings is a disguise, and private interviews with the people are the real purpose.

Zheng Banqiao came to the bazaar, and as soon as the stalls were set up, many people gathered around to watch. I saw an old man, picking up a cow painting, looking left and right, and the corners of his eyes were moist. Zheng Banqiao thought he had met a bosom friend, so he asked, "Brother, do you like this painting?" Give me a price, as much as you want. ”

The old man said, "Looking at this cow painting, I thought of my cattle sales money. A few days ago, I went to the market and sold the cattle for five dollars, and when I returned to the village, I met the goose plucking its feathers, and he must lend me the five dollars, and said that he would pay me back in a few days. But today I went to ask for money, but he turned his face and refused to admit it, and asked me for witnesses and IOUs, but I didn't have either. After speaking, he wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

A young man next to him said to Zheng Banqiao: "This old man's surname is Wang, he is honest and kind, and he is known as 'Wang Honest.'" The person who blackmailed him for his money was surnamed Yan, who was the most slippery, so he took advantage of it, and was a master of goose plucking, so he was nicknamed 'goose plucking.' ”

Zheng Banqiao listened to everyone's words and had an idea in his heart. He said to the king honestly, "I will give you this cow painting." Don't look at the picture now, this cow will grow, and when it grows to the point where this piece of paper can't hold it, it will run down from the paper and become a live cow, and there is a calf on the paper, and it will continue to grow, and it will become a live cow, and so on, and many cows will be born. ”

Although Wang Laoshi didn't really believe Zheng Banqiao's words, he still brought the cow painting home.

The story of the cow painting spread all over the three villages and five miles, and the lively people came to his house to see the strangeness. As Zheng Banqiao said, the cow in this painting is getting bigger and bigger day by day, and on the tenth day, the cow is so big that it is about to break through the edge of the paper. On the eleventh day, as soon as the sky was bright, people came to Wang Laoshi's house, and as soon as they entered the courtyard gate, they saw Wang Laoshi feeding a fat and big cow. Look at the picture posted in the house, and there is a calf on it. Just when people were amazed, the "goose plucking feathers" squeezed out of the crowd and said to Wang honestly: "Brother Wang, since you have a cow, sell me that cow painting." ”

The king honestly said, "Okay." Sell it to you for five guan money! "Goose plucking" was afraid that Wang Laoshi would regret it, so he immediately paid for the painting.

"Goose plucking" hung the cow painting respectfully in the main hall. Burn incense every day and make offerings, but I don't see the cow growing. Why is that?

It turned out that Zheng Banqiao painted nine more cow paintings after he went back that day, and the cows on the picture were bigger than the other, and sent the paintings to Wang Laoshi's house at night and asked him to change them every night. On the tenth day, Zheng Banqiao took out another five yuan and asked the official to go to the market to buy a cow, and sent it to Wang Laoshi's house while the black man was quiet at night. The purpose of this is to lure the "goose plucking" who is obsessed with money.

Zheng Banqiao is so wise, and in the end, he skillfully helped Wang Laoshi to get back the money from selling the cow, which made the "goose plucking" bitter and unspeakable, which is really relieved!

6. Storytelling, Folk Tales Free, Chapter 6

In ancient times, farmers did not need to hoe grass to grow crops, as long as "Dangdangdang" struck the gong, the weeds would die of the sound. Over time, people did not rely on the sky for food, and even the matter of worshiping the Jade Emperor gradually became indifferent.

The Jade Emperor in the heavenly court was very angry when he found that there were fewer and fewer people worshipping him, so he sent a god to the world to cast a spell, and it never worked when he struck the gong and weeded. Later, people invented drilling wood to make fire, and opened ovens to make shovels. Weeding with a shovel is not as labor-saving as striking a gong to weed, but it is much more convenient than pulling the grass by hand.

When the Jade Emperor heard that there was fire in the world, he became angry again. So, he sent Taishang Laojun, who was proficient in fire, to extinguish the fire in the world. Although Taishang Laojun is an old immortal who understands the suffering of the people, he can't disobey the will of the Jade Emperor, so he has to obey his fate.

Taishang Laojun drove auspicious clouds to a small village, and saw several people riding on a big tree, struggling to drill wood with small branches to make fire. Drill and drill, wear out his hands, sweat soaked his clothes, and only then did he get a little bit of fire.

When the fire arrived, several people burst into tears of joy and rushed towards the village. When Lao Jun saw this scene, how could he bear to extinguish the fire! He followed them to a furnace.

I saw a little blacksmith take the fire, hurriedly lit the fire, and the people fanned the wind and blew the fire, and finally ignited a raging fire. The little blacksmith started making shovels. I only heard the clanging sound and knocked out the shovel.

Lao Jun saw it in his eyes and respected it in his heart, and was determined to help people and help them make fire and shovels. He couldn't point it out bluntly: he thought of a way.

Lao Jun leaned in front of the oven and shouted to beg for a fireman.

When the little blacksmith saw that it was a white-haired elder, he very respectfully set the fire for Lao Jun. Lao Jun used some spells, and "fluttered" to blow out a cold air, and the oven was suddenly extinguished. Lao Jun turned around and ran away.

It was not easy to make a fire, but it was extinguished by him in an instant, and the little blacksmith was furious and shouted, "Where is the demon!" So he picked up a shovel and chased after him.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, the little blacksmith hit the shovel towards Lao Jun, only to hear the sound of "dangchang", sparks burst out, and it turned out that the shovel hit a big stone. Look at Lao Jun again, he has long disappeared without a trace.

The little blacksmith suddenly realized, only to know that it was Taishang Laojun who came to light the new method of fire. So, he made a fire sickle and took stones to hit the fire, which was much less labor-saving than the original drilling wood to make fire.

The little blacksmith also found that the shovel that beat Lao Jun had bent on the stone, and he tried it with this bent shovel, and it was much less laborious to weed than to shovel forward. So, he and his companions worked together to beat like a curved shovel, and from then on the farmer used a hoe. Taishang Laojun not only did not extinguish the fire in the world, but also lit a fire and made hoes for people, the Jade Emperor was very annoyed by this, but it was not good to treat this old immortal. Since then, there have been hoes in the world.