Chapter 390 Returning to hometown for an outing, Shenyang Ridge (4k)
In the Yue Kingdom, the King Yu Festival, which is regarded as the foundation of the country, is mainly held in the spring and autumn. To be more precise, it is held in the two solar terms of Qingming and Bailu. The former is the birthday of Dayu, and the latter is the birthday of Dayu.
The date of death is of great significance.
It is worth mentioning that Dayu succeeded in controlling the floods. The day when the sky was clear and the earth was bright, it happened to be this time of year. People used the words of Qingming to celebrate that the floods had been eliminated and the world was peaceful. At this time, spring was warm, flowers were blooming, and everything was revived. It was a spring outing.
good time.
Thinking of the custom of returning to his hometown to sweep graves during the Qingming Festival in his previous life, Zhao Qing's heart moved. He planned to return to his hometown in this life this afternoon and stay there for one night in a place that left him many unforgettable memories. He would then decide whether to follow Shi Yuanluo based on the situation.
Head to the area around King Yu’s Tomb.
Speaking of which, although Shi Yuanluo claimed to take her there with him and seemed to have good intentions and was approved by Zhu Ji Yang, after the void meeting, Zhao Qing suddenly noticed that the other party seemed to be related to the "Tianmiao Star"
"official" has many similarities.
His cultivation level is all the lower six qi. He is usually unknown in the country of Yue and has never interacted with others in the past ten years. However, he suddenly took the risk of the epidemic and rushed to the place where Gong Yang Wuxuan appeared as soon as possible.
Showing the intention to make friends and invest in oneself...
Although these situations can be explained by coincidence, Shi Yuanluo does not look like a bad person. There is a high probability that he will continue to be under surveillance after Shi Mai was executed. It should be unlikely that he will contact and join the Void Path, but just in case,
It's better to be careful.
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She sent a letter that was delayed until tomorrow morning and was delivered to Shifu, telling Zheng Dan the focus of her next training. With the help of the initial recovery of the power of the magic weapon, Zhao Qingteng flew through the clouds and mist and flew back to her long-lost hometown.
The sun is like gold, shining through the clouds and shining into the forest deep in Kuaiji Mountain, adding a touch of sacred brilliance to this hidden fairyland.
After finding the familiar area, she landed gently on the top of the mountain, and turned around the mountain cols with the accompanying monkey. Feeling the sound of clear springs and the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, she walked down the stream.
"Ouch--" Several calling ape whistles sounded, and Zhao Qing was surprised to see a group of goats emerge from the mountain col, surrounding her and the ape male, bleating. It was Zhao Qing who had been grazing them.
Those Aries.
During this period, they moved around freely in the territory marked by the ape man with his own breath during the day, and at night they lived in a hidden cave specially dug by the ape man before he left. There was enough fodder, so it lasted for more than a month without any damage.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Qing was filled with joy and couldn't help but smile. Although the scenery of Kuaiji City was diverse, her hometown gave her a sense of tranquility that was hard to find elsewhere, and an irreplaceable sense of warmth.
I thought that the exquisite attic in King Yu's Ancestral Temple where I lived with Rui Xi and Lord Yu, together with the beautiful surrounding scenery, the bustling city outside and the qualified subordinates I recruited, made me feel like home.
However, when she returned to her hometown, she walked into the green bamboo forest, found the goats that she had let go, picked up the clear stream nearby again, and walked into the ordinary deserted village.
When I was living in a burrow, it was a new feeling.
At this moment, spring is in full swing in my hometown. Several jujube trees planted in the small courtyard of my home have bloomed, and small yellow-green flowers are swaying in the breeze. The land in the courtyard is covered with weeds, and there are clumps of wild flowers on the edge.
The ground was in full bloom. Butterflies danced among the flowers and suddenly flew away into the distance.
At the same time, Zhao Qing also noticed that there were more than a dozen smoke smoke rising from the village, and there were more than a dozen neighbors. The place was very remote and desolate, and the transportation was very inconvenient. There was no reason to move here. She was confused and guessed that most of them
Have no other purpose.
You know, in a deserted village deep in the mountains like this, there are often ferocious beasts under normal circumstances. It is extremely difficult for a single family to cope with it. It must have a large number of companions to take care of it. In other words, at least seven or eight households must be relocated at one time.
, can a stable settlement be formed.
She came to the shack, looked out of the window, and found that some of the things in the house had been taken away. This was because the nearby villagers realized that Zhao Qing would have a bright future after leaving home, and took it as a souvenir to get good luck.
, and left behind Ge coins for exchange.
When the Wu army entered the mountains for a clearing campaign, the villagers in this area were unprecedentedly united and depended on each other for life and death. Faced with the disaster, their simple and kind nature was more and more inspired, and there were few bad habits that harmed the interests of the locals, such as theft. From these small things,
, it can be seen.
Based on the traces of dust accumulated in the house, it can be inferred that the slightly older parts of these Ge coins were also taken away by people behind as another form of souvenirs and replaced with brand new Ge coins of higher value. This was repeated many times.
times, which is quite interesting.
Zhao Qing just smiled and didn't care about this trivial matter. She came back to benefit the village, and it didn't hurt if some villagers took advantage of it. To be honest, she used to plunder a lot of abandoned houses in deserted villages.
Yes, some gains have indeed been achieved.
In the afternoon of this Qingming Festival, Zhao Qing was walking on the path of her hometown, filled with emotion. She looked up to the sky and saw a hint of blue sky between the rolling clouds. This was like the memory of her hometown in her heart.
, sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, but never disappear.
As for why the Monkey King did not follow her, it was because he was similar to Zhao Qing. After returning home during the Qingming Festival, he also returned to his home and temporarily stayed in the deep mountains and old forests, rather than this deserted village where humans live.
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The surrounding scenery was so picturesque that Zhao Qing couldn't help but slow down and appreciate it all carefully. The orioles flew happily in the air, circling around her from time to time, making crisp and clear calls, obviously expressing their
Welcome emotion.
At this moment, several villagers who had returned from work came over and looked surprised when they saw her. They looked Zhao Qing up and down with doubtful looks in their eyes, as if they did not recognize her.
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This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Little girl, you look unfamiliar, is this your first time here? We have a great place here with beautiful mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery. Do you want me to take you there?"
Would you like to visit?" A middle-aged villager came forward enthusiastically, with a smile on his face.
Zhao Qing smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, this is my first time here." She was happy to see how this once familiar hometown had changed.
"Our village, although it is a bit remote, has its own unique features. Look at the mountains over there, they are the treasure of our village!" The villager said, pointing to a mountain with lush vegetation.
"The ridges on the other side of Shenyang Ridge are covered with wild kudzu vines. Look at the green leaves, how beautiful they are! This is the main industry of our village. The kudzu vines are spun into silk and woven into kudzu cloth.
Welcome!" The villager showed off a large bundle of rattan he was carrying and proudly introduced it.
Zhao Qing was a little curious and asked: "Shenyang Ridge? Is it because the sheep on the mountain are very spiritual?"
"Yes, the goats over at Shenyang Ridge are very spiritual. Wherever they go, no beasts dare to invade them. Obviously there is something special about them." The villagers explained: "People here respect these white sheep very much.
, believing that they can bring good luck and happiness.”
Zhao Qing felt a little strange after hearing this. She did not expect that the white sheep she once herded would be so worshiped. The villagers were in awe of them and would often collect fresh kudzu leaves and offer them as food.
Holding the sickle in his hand, the villager pretended to be mysterious and explained in a low voice: "The yard you passed by just now is the 'Sacred Sheep Temple' in our village. It is said that this house once lived in
A family of legendary practitioners, these Aries were originally raised by their family..."
While chatting with the villagers, Zhao Qing also learned the reason why these people moved here. It turned out that a group of visitors from other places appeared in nearby villages during this period, claiming that they wanted to make the deceased lord return to his roots, and they had to pay a lot of money as a reward.
For a price, let people help find the graves of their ancestors.
In order to get a "heavy sum of money" that would drastically change the living standards of civilians, hundreds of villagers in this area alone searched in the mountains for several days, but found nothing.
Therefore, I discovered something unusual about the goat here.
"Lu's Spring and Autumn Period·Yibao" records: "Jing people are afraid of ghosts, but Yue people believe in them." The ghosts of Chu people have swords drawn and slaves drawn, and their faces are ferocious.
, is mostly a god of good luck, and many people believe in it and ask for blessings.
Because they worshiped the Aries in the mountains as a god of good luck, and thought of the talented Zhao Qing family who once lived here, the nearby villagers soon developed a custom of seeking the blessing of the god sheep.
Many families moved here and settled here, revitalizing this deserted village.
The reason why the middle-aged villagers were so enthusiastic when they saw Zhao Qing was naturally not because he was really so hospitable, but because the village had already formed a large-scale "tourism industry". The local villagers wanted to be tour guides to explain and deceive
She visits here, spends money for food and accommodation.
However, according to this villager, the fame of Shenyang Ridge has not spread widely. Instead, it has a tendency to be gradually diluted and disappeared by time. Although it is the Qingming Festival, fewer and fewer tourists have come recently, and the village has become
It became much more deserted, and there was a little helplessness and sigh in the words.
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Next, Zhao Qing continued to visit the village with the villagers, and saw the pickled carp hanging in front of every house. "Common people eat vegetables and sacrifice fish." This carp was the village's sacrifice to Dayu.
And items that are spontaneously offered as sacrifices.
Before the government-run salt industry formed a monopoly, but because the government had an advantage in large-scale production, "the people had to rent drums, and when they boiled salt, the price of salt was the same as that of grains." The price of salt was far less high than in later generations.
Pickled fish is also a common food.
In an open space not far away, a group of boys and girls were playing on a simple swing, with laughter and laughter, and several people gathered together for a cockfight, with the one who had the upper hand beaming with joy. These activities are common folk customs during the Qingming Festival.
Under the eaves on the other side, a dozen women were boiling wild kudzu harvested by their husbands in pots. Wisps of light smoke floated into the air, and then they used tools to extract the silk. Through a series of tedious processes, they gradually woven it.
Fine Gebu as white as snowflakes.
The scene described in the song "Ge Tan" in the "Book of Songs" seems to be right in front of you: "The vines are blooming, spreading in the middle valley, and the leaves are luxuriant. The yellow birds are flying, gathering in the shrubs, and they are singing. The vines are blooming.
Qinxi, apply it to the middle valley, and leave it in a tight manner. Cut it and make it into a bun, and use it without cutting it."
Since there is little farmland in the mountainous areas, most people rely on fishing and hunting to make a living. The fish and meat obtained are difficult to preserve for a long time and cannot be sold to more prosperous areas outside the mountains. Therefore, the kudzu industry has become the mainstay of the village.
It is an external industry rather than farming that is common in plain areas.
As far as Zhao Qing knows, under normal circumstances, the vast majority of Yue girls work hard every year, but they can only weave one or two pieces of Gebu to make thin clothes for sale in summer. Each piece of cloth can be exchanged for about three or four stones of chestnuts.
, the work is very hard and the income is quite meager.
Zhao Qing stopped and watched for a long time, feeling deeply moved in her heart. These hard-working women used their own hands to create value for the village, which also made her feel the warmth and hope of her hometown.
If she wants to benefit the village, the method she intends to use is naturally not to simply distribute large amounts of money. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. She must improve the local education industry so that ordinary people can have the hope of changing their lives through learning literature and martial arts.
, Fang is the right path.
Of course, since Zhao Qing definitely does not have that much free time to teach the villagers in real terms, the project she plans to launch in the future is actually to spend money to send people to the mountains to teach, and use this as an example to promote and form a widespread trend...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's getting late, and the nearest village from here is still dozens of miles away. Little girl, do you want to come to my house for some dinner? Fill in the
A refreshment and a night’s stay?”
After chatting all day, the middle-aged villager stopped in front of his house, put down the kudzu cane on his back, looked at Zhao Qing who seemed to be carrying nothing, and said hesitantly: "If you bring money...three
Four small coins are enough. If you don't bring it, then it depends on my Xiu Niang's wishes."
It's pretty cheap, right? Zhao Qing smiled leisurely. Just as he was about to reveal his identity as the owner of the "Sheep Temple" and said that he didn't need to stay at his house temporarily, he caught a glimpse of a little girl jumping around the corner of the intersection not far away.
He jumped over and looked at himself with wide eyes, and said in surprise:
"Sister Ah Qing? You finally returned to the village!"
Hearing his daughter shouting like this, the middle-aged villager was startled, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Zhao Qing. He gradually matched her figure with the news he had heard in the nearby countryside, and immediately ate a big meal.
shock.
Thinking that he, a relocated outsider, had been nagging in front of the villagers for so long and made up a lot of mysterious things, he couldn't help but turn red, subconsciously scratched his head, and asked strangely:
"Ah Que, how did you recognize Sister Qing? I remember that our family used to live in the west of Nanlin Township and had never had any contact with their family? Even your mother and I only lived in the township.
I only caught a few glimpses of her from a distance when I was selling goods."
Before Little Ah Que could answer the question, the middle-aged villager turned to Zhao Qing, smiled apologetically, and asked: "Miss Ah Qing, I heard that you and your mother were going to Dacheng to treat your injuries, why did you come back halfway?
Are you here? Could it be that you are in trouble? Do you need our village to raise some money to help?"
"Using the name of your goat to attract tourists who come to worship, you should have a share of the surplus money we earned during this period..." He was about to continue, but
He was interrupted by the little bird who had already run up to him.
I saw this little girl who was only seven or eight years old took out a carefully woven reed leaf grass ring from her back, put it on her head, then stood up on one foot and spun around in a circle, looking at Zhao Qing with bright eyes.
shouted:
"Actually, Ah Que has never seen Sister Qing in person, but Dad often tells others that Miss Zhao Qing has become an immortal, and the Aries she left behind will be so magical, so I guess when you come back
She should turn into a fairy."
Listening to the little girl's innocent and cute words, but her tone of voice was extremely firm, and she felt like she was a fairy. Zhao Qing couldn't help laughing, and casually tapped the grass ring on the bird's head, making it colorful and shining with dazzling light.
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While showing off her "immortal skills", she also noticed that the complicated weaving technique of this grass ring seemed to be beyond the control of ordinary children. It was most likely a gift given to Aqiao by an adult. It seemed that the child
The girl is quite popular in this village.
"By the way! Sister Fairy, by the river where A Que catches loaches, there is an old white-haired man who is good at fishing. He said that he is waiting for a fairy who will return to his hometown to visit during the Qingming Festival. I hope you can go and meet him.
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Noticing that the grass ring above her head had changed greatly, the little girl smiled and took it off, holding it in her hands and turning it in a circle. As if she suddenly thought of something, she added.
