Chapter 306: A Tearful Bamboo on Jiuzhi Mountain

Looking at those passers-by who were walking unsteadily because they were drunk, Ouyang Chang asked thoughtfully: "Senior, do you usually drink?" ”

"Don't drink, what about you?" I replied without thinking, and at the same time glanced at the drunken and crazy students on the side of the road, and a trace of displeasure flashed in my heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"When I used to be in my hometown, I would drink a little wine."

"You should know that our sweet potato wine in Yongzhou is very famous!" Ouyang Chang looked at me and said seriously.

"Sweet potato wine, is it wine made from sweet potatoes?" I asked with interest.

"yes, have you ever drunk it?"

"No, the first time I heard about it, is that thing good?" I smiled at him.

"Of course it's delicious!"

Ouyang Chang replied solemnly: "Our Yongzhou's sweet potato wine is brewed with the fattest red potato in the autumn field, fermented and distilled, and finally made into sweet potato wine, also known as soju. ”

"This kind of sprinkling is very strong, and when you drink it, your throat feels like it is burned, and it is unspeakably uncomfortable."

"But when you taste it carefully, you will feel a sweet taste on the tip of your tongue, and the sweet potato fragrance will also emanate in your throat and linger for a long time."

"Ordinary people get drunk after one or two glasses, and people who spill a lot of money get drunk after four or five glasses."

"If this wine is put into the Water Margin, how can there be three bowls of Jingyanggang but what is the matter, Wu Song is afraid that he will fall down after drinking two or three cups of sweet potato wine."

"No, we still have such a magical wine in Hunan?" I looked at him with some disbelief.

Ouyang Chang looked at me suspiciously, so he straightened his face and explained seriously: "Why not, don't talk about it far away, just our provincial capital, isn't there a Baisha Spring, and the Baisha liquid brewed from this spring is well-known in the whole country, right?" ”

"Not to mention the famous Liuyang River wine!"

Ha ha......

I laughed and mocked: "These things you said are all in vain, don't be deceived by those unscrupulous advertisements, take 10,000 steps back and say, have you ever drunk these wines?" ”

"There is no ......." Ouyang Chang responded weakly.

"Without investigation, there is no right to speak, how can your things that are just hearsay stand up to scrutiny?" I raised him like an elder with a straight face.

"Okay, then even if I am wrong, but the sweet potato wine in our hometown is really great, if you don't believe it, I can take you to our Yongzhou City Ningyuan County Mianping Yao Township as a guest in the future, so that you can taste our sweet potato sprinkling, water sprinkling, and sweet glutinous rice wine."

"Wait, why did you come out with a water wine again, do you have a score?" I asked, a little surprised.

"There is a spectrum, there is a spectrum, water wine is also one of our specialties in Ningyuan County, it is rumored that during the Yao Shunyu period, Emperor Shun traveled south to Jiuzhi Mountain, and saw that the local people were living in difficulty, so they taught them the art of winemaking, and this water wine is passed on from Jiuzhi Mountain Yao Township!"

"Nine Ridge Mountain?"

"The Jiuzhi Mountain you just mentioned is the place where Emperor Shun buried his bones back then, yes or no?"

As soon as I heard him mention Jiuzhi Mountain, my heart jumped wildly.

When I was fighting against the poisonous insect array of the old golden head in the old mansion of the Wang family, I vaguely heard Fu Ji talk about Jiuzhi Mountain, and according to Fu Ji and the three elders of the Wang family, the abyss of the canwu happened to be on Jiuzhi Mountain, and it was also mentioned in the Book of Mountains and Seas.

Including Professor Wu this afternoon, he also suspected that the Cangwu Abyss was one of the two tombs of Emperor Chiyou.

Isn't this too much of a coincidence?

How can so much news be revealed in one day?

Is it a coincidence, or is it artificial?

I even began to wonder if Ouyang Chang's appearance was as accidental as I saw?

Or is it an arrangement by someone with ulterior motives?

For a while, countless question marks came to my heart, and my head felt like it was about to explode.

"Senior, what are you thinking about?" Ouyang Chang stretched out his hand and shook my arm.

"Oh, it's okay!"

I flickered and pretended to be calm in response.

"Could it be that the senior also knows about Jiuzhi Mountain?"

"I look at the senior's expression just now, it seems that I still have a certain understanding of Jiuzhi Mountain?" Ouyang Chang looked at me cautiously.

"That's right, I've heard of Jiuzhi Mountain, but I haven't been there."

"I heard that the scenery there is good, and there is a global Chinese festival every May, and it is said that there are ancestors with hundreds of surnames in it, isn't it?"

In order to avoid Ouyang Chang's questioning, I deliberately pulled the topic aside,

"That's right, the mountain of Jiuzhi Mountain is very steep, a bit like the karst landform in the south, there are many karst caves, such as Zixia Rock, Sansheng Stone, and so on."

"And the peaks are not connected to each other, and the overall trend of the nine peaks is very similar, which often makes tourists unable to distinguish, so it is called Jiuzhi Mountain."

"When Emperor Shun toured the south, he fought with nine strange pythons on Jiuzhi Mountain, and finally died of exhaustion."

"So in ancient times, people buried him on Jiuzhi Mountain, and after the changes of dynasties, a large-scale tomb of Emperor Shun was finally built."

"Every May, a large number of Chinese from all over the world come to worship their ancestors, especially in Singapore and other countries in Southeast Asia, and many descendants of the Li and Zheng families come to visit, and the scale is quite large."

"Yes, such a magical legend, why haven't I heard of it?" I pursed my lips and asked pretending to be naΓ―ve.

In his heart, he was thinking about whether to take the opportunity to set Ouyang Chang's words, maybe he could learn something related to the Cangwu Abyss from his mouth.

After all, looking at the way he spoke, he seemed to be very familiar with the part of Jiuzhi Mountain.

"It's true, senior, I don't lie to you, I grew up listening to the legend of Emperor Shun killing the monster python since I was a child."

"And there is a kind of bamboo on Jiuzhi Mountain, called tear bamboo, and there are circles of patterns on the bamboo body, just like tears have been sprinkled, which is very beautiful."

"This kind of bamboo is only found on Jiuzhi Mountain, and you will never find it anywhere else!" Ouyang Chang swore an oath.

"Is there any origin of this tear bamboo?" I continued to ask as I pretended to be stupid.

In fact, about the story of Emperor Shun and Tear Bamboo, I have heard the old man talk about it since I was a child, after all, our Xiangxi and Xiangnan are also a strip of water, and this kind of legend is naturally a well-known thing.

"Speaking of this tear bamboo, it has a lot of origins."

Ouyang Chang deliberately raised his voice, full of pride: "Legend has it that Emperor Shun tore apart with the nine evil pythons on Jiuzhi Mountain in our Ningyuan County, and in the end, although he punished the nine pythons, he himself died of exhaustion. ”

"The Yao people of Jiuzhi Mountain were grateful for Emperor Shun's great kindness to them, so they buried Emperor Shun under the Sansheng Stone on Jiuzhi Mountain, and set up a nine-seat tomb to prevent bad people from robbing tombs."

"After Emperor Shun's death, the news quickly reached the ears of his two concubines, Empress E and Nuying."