The story of Zhu folk celebrities

Famous Neo-Confucianist, thinker, philosopher, educator, poet, representative of Fujian School, master of Confucianism, Buddha named Zhu Xi. Zhu Zhu is the author of Notes on Four Books and Sentences, Notes on Taiji, Notes on General Books, Readings of Zhouyi, Notes on Chu Ci, etc. Later generations compiled Zhuzi Daquan and Zhuzi Xiang. Among them, "Notes to Four Books and Chapters" became the standard of textbooks and imperial examinations.

Zhuxi passes through Shanxia Village.

Shanxia Village on the north bank of Aojiang River is densely populated and criss-crossed. As early as the Song Dynasty, Tian Feng was famous for its wealth, convenient transportation and business travel. The guests from north to south stopped at Shanxia Village, rested and sharpened their knives, and hurried on at dawn.

According to legend, Zhu Wei, a master of Neo-Confucianism, passed by Shanxia Village to avoid the disaster of "pseudo-learning". On that day, the hot sun was in the sky and the heat was unbearable. Zhu was thirsty and his feet were weak. He caught a glimpse of a teahouse at the intersection and hurried into the teahouse to sit on the bench. Zhu sipped fragrant teas, relaxed and refreshed, and most of the fatigue of the day was eliminated.

The owner of the teahouse is a woman who is nearly half a century old. There is only one boy of eight or nine years old under her knee. She was born on the way down the mountain and named him "Down the Mountain". I have been eager to learn since I was a child. All day long, Zhu is a great scholar. Naturally, he likes reading books. Love is a beam of light. He pondered for a moment, took out a handful of Bao Tong from his body, smiled and ordered, "Make me nine kinds of snacks." The hostess is holding copper coins in her hand and drawing water like a bucket in her heart-she is so anxious that she has offended the guest officer; Come on, how can a mere copper coin serve nine bowls of vegetables? Stunned, my feet seemed to have taken root, and I couldn't lift them or walk. I was embarrassed to see my mother when I went down the mountain. I grabbed the copper coin and said, "I have an idea!" " "

Fly down the mountain, out of the teahouse, a moment later, I saw him holding a handful of leeks, smiling in front of Zhu. Seeing this, Zhu held the mountain in his arms, shook his gray beard and shed tears with joy. It turns out that "leek" and "nine" are homophonic, and Zhu's drunkenness has nothing to do with wine; Concerned about verifying the ability to go downhill. Unexpectedly, the clever downhill immediately guessed this little idea. How can this not make Zhu excited?

Zhu stayed in the teahouse for one night, and took him down the mountain the next day to teach him carefully. Then he went down the mountain and lived up to the teacher's teachings. He was a scholar in high school, and the official worshipped Liangzhe Road to raise some prisons. The mountain official was tall and expensive, and his family moved north to Lin 'an, the capital city. In order to thank Zhu for his kind teaching, he built a "Zhuzi Temple" in the teahouse for Zhu's memorial tablet. During the Spring and Autumn Period, villagers worshipped, and the remains still exist.

Legend has it that Zhu lived in a teahouse at the foot of the mountain, and the disappearance of mosquitoes was the result of burning wormwood by mother and son that night. This kind of wormwood is called "Bubugao" by the villagers because it was trampled by Zhu.

Gui' an village legend

Gui 'an Village in Panxi, the upper reaches of Aojiang River, is famous for its hot springs. It is said that the name of Gui 'an Village is related to Zhu.

Zhu, the master of Neo-Confucianism at that time, shocked the ruling and opposition parties in the name of moral articles. The fatuous Guangzong listened to Han Biaozhou's slanderers and ordered him to cut Zhu's office. Han Zhai was afraid that Zhu Peng would make a comeback, so he had to kill them all and send troops to capture Zhu. Thanks to his favorite pupil Zhu, he was able to escape safely.

That day, Zhu went from Sanshan Beiling to Gui 'an Village, one foot high and one foot low, followed by Han Zhai's. The villagers in Gui 'an have long heard of Zhu Xixian's name and helped him into the ancestral hall to hide. Strange to say, just as the officers and men were approaching the entrance to the village, the mandarin fish in the stream also arrived and jumped out of the water. When the officers and men saw this scene, they were overjoyed. They immediately forgot to catch the "Qin offender" and rushed to catch the mandarin fish by the stream. The officers and men had a delicious meal and had to rush back to three mountain cities before dark.

Zhu escaped safely. It's night, the moon is on Dongshan, and Guanghua is like practice. The elders in the village bought wine by the river to scare Zhu. The host and the guest interweave to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the river and the moon. Zhu thanked his father for his hospitality. The more he drank, the crazier he became, and he got as drunk as a fiddler. After a few days of hard work, he lay on the beach and fell asleep. Why is Zhu not afraid of cold? The villagers found a clear spring in the place where Zhu lay, which was crystal clear. It's steaming hot. This is the famous Gui 'an Hot Spring.

It is said that Siniperca chuatsi protected Zhu, who is a master of philosophy. "Mandarin fish" and "expensive" are homophonic, so the unknown village of Xibin was named "Gui 'an".

Seven pear bamboos

Aojiang River flows through Xiaocang, and there is a village called Qili Village. According to legend, the name of Qili Village has an indissoluble bond with Zhu. In the period, Zhu's Neo-Confucianism was declared as "pseudo-Confucianism" by the court. As a precaution, Zhu Yin lived incognito in the nearby Qili Village, burying his head in writing.

Zhu praised Qu Yuan's sincerity of loyalty to the monarch and patriotism, and felt that after a long time, people would forget Chu Ci. He hummed the last sentence in "Crossing the River": "People look at Xi with their eyes. When is the opposite? Birds fly home, foxes die first. I believe that I am innocent and abandon it. Why forget it day and night? " Zhu opened the frozen pen and wrote: "The first mound means to die with the first pillow mound, and never forget its birth." "Li" said: big birds and beasts show their horses. When the moon is full of metaphors, it is necessary to patrol and cross its hometown. Also said: happy, happy in their own lives. Ceremony, don't forget its source. As the ancients said, when a fox dies, it is the first hill and a benevolent person. "Just finished, I suddenly feel warm all over, like a spring day. When Zhu put on his thick fur, he couldn't help dancing with joy. Only then did I find something furry on my heel. I raised the lamp and saw that there was a fox under the table. After that, it was still late at night every time. Fox snuggled up under the table to warm his feet. Zhu felt very comfortable and thoughtful. In three months, the manuscripts were piled up in a surplus box, and the eight-volume Collection of Songs of the South was completed.

I don't feel that winter is coming, but my eyes are full of spring. One night, I suddenly heard sobbing. Fox stood at his feet. "Never say goodbye to my husband again!" " Zhu suddenly asked this question and replied, "The nest is occupied by a strong badger, and their family will move out tomorrow." . "Zhu saw that his face was full of tears, so he started to write a poem" Sad Beaver Fu ". When he read it, he burst into tears and burned it under the lamp.

The next day, Zhu left Qili Village sadly. "Sad raccoon dog" is homophonic with "Qili" because Zhu once became attached to the fox in the village. So "Qili" became the name of this village.

Ssangyong grabs pearls.

During the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Yingyou was invited to give a lecture at Mabi, Lianjiang. He set out from Rongcheng and climbed Northridge on foot.

After a long walk, my mouth is thirsty. I saw a thatched cottage tea shop on the roadside, and the sign said, "Shouchun". The customers in the shop are drinking tea in twos and threes, talking and laughing. Zhu shouted, "There is a pot of good tea in the shop." The shopkeeper is an old woman in her fifties. When she heard the call, she hurried out of the inner room and greeted with a big smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, there are many merchants today, and the tea is sold out and burning." Zhu said, "I'm thirsty. Have a bowl of cold water. " The shopkeeper brought a bowl of water and Zhu took it and was about to drink it. The old woman suddenly grabbed a handful of chaff from her mouth and scattered it in the bowl. Zhu had no choice but to gently blow it away with his mouth and drink it slowly.

How can you stand being teased by an old woman in an outdoor shop? On the surface, he quietly accosted the shopkeeper; "Yan, how many people are there in your family? Is business good? " The shopkeeper sighed and said, "My husband died unfortunately the year before last, leaving the mother and son alone. My son went to the mountains to cut wood and should be back now. " The old lady saw Zhu wearing a headscarf and a cloth shirt, just like a Confucian scholar. He asked tentatively, "Is Mr. Wang a scholar? Can you see the pulse? My husband hasn't been buried yet, and Mr. Qiu is photographing the homestead nearby. Zhu's brow wrinkled, and his plan came. He pointed to the opposite ravine and said, "There is a treasure buried in your husband at the moment," and Yim thanked him again and again.

Coming out of the teahouse, Zhu laughed internally. He is proficient in Feng Shui and is good at six benevolence. The "treasure land" on the opposite mountain is actually a Jedi with a "double turtle locked mouth".

A few years later, Zhu returned to Rongcheng from Lianjiang, climbed the ridge again and walked to the front of the store. To his great surprise, the "Shouchun" tea shop became a "Zhaichun" inn, and the hut was replaced by a tile house with wine curtains. Yim brought Zhu into the shop with a big smile, made a pot of good tea and prepared hot wine to welcome him. The old woman smiled and said, "sir, business has been very good since my husband was buried in your treasure house." The year before last, he turned over the big tile house, expanded the storefront, and attracted tourists from all over the world. His son also married his daughter-in-law and added two grandchildren. This is all the blessing of Mr. Tuo! " After a pause, he said, "sir, this time is different from the last time you came." When you asked for tea, it happened that the water was sold out. I have to drink cold water. I saw you coming to the mountain panting and sweating. I was afraid that my husband would get sick if he drank cold water in one breath, so he sprinkled a handful of bran into the water. " A few words made Zhu blush. Spinal numbness. He ran to the door and carefully observed the opposite mountain. Sure enough, the mountains are beautiful and the pulse is prosperous. On the mountainside, two green dragons are faintly visible, fighting for a huge pearl, hovering and dancing, colorful and radiant. Zhu is ashamed and happy.