Seek ancient legends, historical stories and legends of Chongqing

It is said that during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, an emissary named Chen went from Chengdu to Chongqing, passing through the "seventy-two ponds of five posts, four towns, three streets", and the official road was 1,080 miles, all the way to Shiqiaopu. Seeing that it was getting late, although it was only 20 miles away from Chongqing, he had to find a board room to rest because of fatigue.

The guests were crowded and there was no berth. The shopkeeper arranged for him to build a bunk with a monk. This monk, a traveling monk, said that he came from Huayan Temple and gave a letter to Chen Yi in a conversation. The envelope reads: "Give it to the elders of Zhu Jin Temple outside Chaotianmen, Chongqing." The next morning, Mr. Chen "looked at the sky early" and found that the monk who opened the shop had long since disappeared.

The messenger's "company" is in Shaanxi Street, which is very close to Chaotianmen. Mr. Chen walked here from Shiqiaopu, walked more than twenty miles, handed over the business to the boss, and strolled all the way in the street. It was not until the afternoon that he remembered the letter to send to the monk. Where is the Zhu Jin Temple outside Chaotianmen? How to get there? Ask questions, and no one knows when it's dark. Mr. Chen is an honest man and is entrusted by people to be loyal to others. He not only went to Chaotianmen, but also searched carefully from Siqianmen on the left and Dongshuimen on the right. Strange, it's called a temple. Of course it's a temple. It should be very eye-catching. Why are there no signs? Nobody knows?

It was already late at night, and the thunderbolt had struck the second watch, and the gate had already been closed. So we had to find a small inn outside the city gate and make do with it after midnight. He was so tired that he was walking indoors with his bedclothes on his back. Suddenly he saw a lantern shining in the darkness ahead and a man was coming down from the dock. There are three characters on the lantern: Zhu Jin Temple. Ah! It's really hard to find a place to get it. It doesn't take much effort to get it. Mr. Chen was very excited. He left his bedding and ran to the lantern. Only then did he see that he was a young monk. "Excuse me, where is Bao Sha?" "Look, that's Zhu Jin Temple!" Old Chen Shun looked around, his big mouth never closed.

Just before our eyes, a majestic temple stands on a raised hill, with shiny copper tiles and purple temple walls, and the front of the gate is engraved with three gold-plated characters of "Zhu Jin Temple". There is a wide platform outside the door, which is connected with a long and steep stone ladder extending from Chaotianmen Wharf through a stone arch bridge. In the temple, the beads and lanterns are bright, and there is a faint sound of bells and cymbals. Strange! How come no one knows about such a magnificent temple? Mr. Chen followed the little monk with the lantern, muttered something in his heart, and took out a letter for him to give to the elder. Looking around, it seems that Granny Liu only hates having a pair of eyes when she enters the Grand View Garden. What is shining around the temple? It was a bitter fleabane bamboo, and Mr. Chen conveniently folded one for use as a pestle. ...

When and how he returned to the inn, Mr. Chen Can can't remember. Facing the shopkeeper, he asked in a reproachful tone, Obviously, Zhu Jin Temple is under your inn. I have been there and handed in a letter. Why do you always ask questions? Isn't it intentional to cheat strangers? The shopkeeper looked frightened. Have you been there? Zhu Jin Temple? Under my inn? Dude, are you burning the stove? Let me tell you, my family has lived in Chaotianmen for three generations 100 years, and I have never heard of such a temple. Afraid of wrangling? ! If you don't believe me, look back. Where is the temple? Chen Yi turned around and scared three souls to fly away from two souls. The river outside Chaotianmen is endless, but where is Jinzhu Temple? !

Mr. Chen, the messenger, denied that I had been there, but I really had! Which brother-in-law is fooling people! He faced the crowd and took out the bamboo that had been broken from the temple. When everyone saw it, their eyes were as big as lanterns. Where is this ordinary bamboo? It's pure gold bamboo!

The story of Hu Guishi

Outside the Chaotianmen Gate, at the foot of the earthen mountain on the south bank of the Yangtze River, there is a huge Gui Hu stone.

According to legend, there was a big flood in ancient times. At that time, the sky was connected with water, and the water was connected with the sky, so there was a Wang Yang. Crops were flooded and houses collapsed. People hiding at the top of the mountain called for help day and night, begged the Emperor of Heaven and prayed to repel the flood and save them from death. People finally touched a god named gun. After he got the "fallow land" collected by the Emperor of Heaven, with the help of ostriches and turtles, he repelled the flood and saved the people.

When God knew this, he was very angry and ordered Zhu Rong, the minister, to kill Gun. Take back "fallow farmland" and the earth will be flooded again. Gun was killed by the cruel emperor, but his heart of loving the people and upholding justice did not cool down, and finally he became his son-Dayu. Dayu descended from the sky and came to Jiangzhou (now Chongqing). I met a lonely slave girl, Tu Shan, in Kyubi no Youko. They hit it off and got married. On this day, the fourth day after Dayu got married, he came to Phoenix Mountain to check the water situation. The water god makes waves, and the turbid waves of the Yangtze River beat the sky. I saw a white-haired old man, holding a girl, trudging along. The girl pointed to a peach tree and shouted, "Grandpa, I'm hungry. Pick me some peaches quickly! " "The old man staggered forward and just climbed the peach tree. A fierce wave washed away the old and young people ... Seeing this scene, Dayu was full of thoughts and thought: If this continues, how many families will be swallowed up by the flood! So I decided to introduce the flood of the world into the sea. Anxious, he quickly turned around and went home, and confided his ideal to Miss Tushan: "Miss Shan, I'm going to dredge the Nine Rivers in the distance. Will you let me go? "

Tu Shan was reluctant to leave, but he sent Dayu down the mountain. From Lianhua Mountain to the present Lin Jue Temple and Tan Xuan Temple, it has been sent to the riverside beach. I saw Dayu turned into a rhinoceros with a unicorn on his head, sharp as a sword. Then go down the river, poke the rocky mountain and shovel the mud into the soil. After Dayu left, Tushan women stood under the stone slope every day, looking at the direction of Dayu's departure and crying. ...

Time flies, Dayu has been managing water for three years. It was dusk, and Dayu returned to the foot of the heaped-up mountain. Looking at his home, he saw a beam of light coming out of the hole. Ah, Miss Shan is still waiting for me! Hardly had he landed when he heard the loud noise of the river beating against the rocks. Looking back, where the upstream is dredged, the running water is happy; But the flood downstream still covers the sky. Dayu felt a quiver in his heart: the river has not been completely dredged, how can I go home? So he turned into a rhinoceros and jumped into the rolling flood.

As soon as Dayu left, Miss Tushan realized that she would be surprised: Why has the roaring river become so calm? Flying out of the hole, standing on the hillside and looking out, I saw a rhinoceros poking stones downstream. She understood: this is her husband! Tuchan stood on the stone by the river and shouted affectionately, "Yu! Come back soon! "

Three years later, Dayu completely leveled the flood of the Yangtze River. He also arrived in Shaoxing, Zhejiang. Then, with joy, I returned to the foot of Tushan for the second time, only to see the lights still on in the cave and hear the songs of missing. Dayu couldn't help speeding up the pace. However, when he approached his door, a mountain wind blew and said to Dayu, "Dayu, do you know?" Your water control has spread to the sky, and the Emperor of Heaven ordered the mountain monster to be moved to Wushan, and blocked the Yangtze River again. Go and dredge it! "Dayu was full of anger at this time:" Damn God! You can bring Qianshan Wanling here, but you can't stop me from dredging the river. " He turned and left home again without hesitation.

Tushan woman heard familiar footsteps outside the cave and hurried out to visit. Why? Footsteps turned into loud sounds from mountains to rocks. Tushan girl ran to the place where she used to be called Dayu. Strange to say, the rocks on that slope are higher than before. It turned out that the affection of Tushan women for Dayu moved the Dragon King, and the Dragon King sent turtles to squat there, so that Tushan women could climb the mountain and look far.

The day after that, when Tu Shan was resting in the field, as usual, he stood on the slope of the earth, put up an arbor with his hands, stared at the river, and missed his loved ones: Yu, the Yangtze River was clear, and you should have come back long ago. Suddenly I saw a man coming from a distance. Tall, broad shoulders, thin face, two thick black knife-shaped eyebrows, flashing a pair of wise eyes. Ah! This is none other than her prison! A woman in Tushan was overjoyed to see her husband come back. She took Dayu and said, "I finally waited for you. Hurry home! " ""No, the Luohe, Fenhe, Weihe and Huaihe rivers have not been dredged, and the people are still suffering! ""Look, the rock has worn out the thick calluses on your hands. You are too tired. " "Isn't my body very strong?" "Your clothes are torn and should be mended; Your sandals are rotten. It's time for a new pair. " "Alas, time is precious!" Dayu stroked Tushan's shoulder and then said, "There is a big flood in the world, and I will never go home again. "

Dayu comforted his wife and left without looking back.

Tushan women chased Dayu and gradually lost sight of him. Standing by the river, she saw a rhinoceros breaking the waves and flashing in the middle of the river. Tushan woman shouted: "Jade, I will stand here and wait for you all my life!" " Really, the Tushan woman waited for 999 days and shouted, "Jade, come back!" " "Over time, heaped-up mountains turned into stones. There are still stains on the stone, like Shannv's long hair, floating in the river, and the waves are washing away her body. Pentium river day and night for tu shan female shouting:

"Jade-return-come!"

The Legend of Huixian Bridge (now the former site of Xianlou)

Huixian Bridge is on Minzu Road in Yuzhong District, right in the center of the square in front of Huixian Building. Huixian Bridge disappeared a long time ago. My uncle came to work in Chongqing in the early 1920s and has never seen this bridge. But the place names in Huixian Bridge existed until the 1980s.

There were not many people in ancient Chongqing, and Daliangzi (now Xinhua Road) was still a forest. A stream flows down from Daliangzi, which is about Zhengyang Street, passes through Dayanggou, reaches Hongyadong and flows into Jialing River. Huixian Bridge is a bridge on this stream, which may be less than 10 meter long. It is called Huixian Bridge because it is said that someone met a fairy here. However, there are many versions of this legend.

There is a saying that an old man opened a cold pub under the bridge, and Taoist priests in Laojundong on the south bank often came to his restaurant to drink. The Taoist invited the old man to play in Laojun Cave. When the old man went, the Taoist invited him to eat tofu pudding and brought out a bowl of tofu pudding, which two people could never finish. In the afternoon, the old man returned to the pub. The old woman was surprised and said, "You haven't been back for many years?" The old man said, "You are crazy. I only played for half a day. " But when I looked in the mirror, I actually grew a long white beard. The old man realized that the Taoist priest he met was a fairy. People passed it on from mouth to mouth, so people called the bridge in front of the pub Huixian Bridge.

There is also a saying that there is a girl living under Hongyadong who often goes to the Jialing River to wash clothes. Once, her washing was washed away by the river. A single fisherman by the river saw it and rowed a fishing boat to pick it up for her. So, the two became acquainted. One day, the girl's mother died of illness. The girl has no money to be buried and is in a hurry to jump into the river. The fisherman saved her and said to her, "I found a golden carp on the Internet, and I immediately picked it and sold it. After selling it, I went to buy a shroud and a coffin. " Who knows, he carried the fish into the city, just walked to the bridge, and the lively golden carp were hard to die, so what money could he sell? I was so anxious that the fisherman jumped up and shouted on that bridge. At this moment, he heard a voice from the earth temple: "Get out of the way, the eight-hole fairy is coming!" " "He looked up and saw that there were eight beggars, but he knelt down and asked the gods for help. The leader was a lame old man with an iron cane, who said, "We are all beggars and we have never eaten ourselves. What can we do for you? The beggar with a sword picked up a stone and threw it into the fisherman's fish basket. He said, "All your fish are alive, why don't you sell them quickly?" "At first glance, the fisherman looks very hard. Throw the stone into another basket and the fish will live. Looking again, the beggars were gone. So the fisherman sold it for a good price, buried the girl's mother, married the girl and settled down on the bridge. This bridge is also called Huixian Bridge.

The origin of porcelain mouth:

Ciqikou, formerly known as Baiyanchang, was named after Baiyan Temple. In the fourth year of Wenjian in Ming Dynasty, Wen Jian Emperor Zhu Yunwen was usurped by his fourth uncle Judy and escaped from the palace through the tunnel to get a haircut and become a monk. When he lived in Bashu, he had been hiding in Baolun Temple in Baiyanshan for four or five years. Because the real Dragon Emperor used to hide here, later the world renamed Baolun Temple as Longyin Temple and Baiyanchang as Long Yin Town. As a result, Longyin Temple became a famous temple in eastern Sichuan, and Long Yin Town was touched by it.

Long Yin Town was renamed Ciqikou, which originated from porcelain.

If we want to talk about porcelain, we must talk about a Jiang family who runs a bowl factory. This Jiang family is the originator of the ancient town porcelain industry; It is this Jiang family that makes Shaping Kiln famous.

There is a legend about the prosperity of the Chiang family.

During the war in the late Ming Dynasty, Sichuan people were devastated, and the first line from Erlangguan to Long Yin town and wellhead became one of the battlefields. At that time, there was smoke everywhere, and the two armies were killing each other, with rivers of blood. The once prosperous town of Long Yin was destroyed by a spear. At that time, Sichuan, the land of abundance, was sparsely populated, barren and economically depressed after several wars. In the early years of Kangxi, Huguang filled Sichuan, and then civilians from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Anhui, Jiangxi and Fujian moved their families. It was in this great migration that the three Jiang brothers from Tingzhou, Fujian entered Sichuan.

When the three Chiang brothers dragged the whole family to the town, the whole family was exhausted after a long journey and could no longer lift their feet and walk north. So, the family rested under the eaves of the market. At this time, the Chiang family was hungry and cold, without friends, and the travelling expenses were exhausted.

However, God never shuts one door but he opens another.

Three brothers Jiang suddenly remembered that there were some excellent blue and white porcelain bowls to sell in their homes to solve their urgent needs.

It turned out that Jiang's family inherited the fine craftsmanship of making porcelain. The three brothers are very skilled in the traditional crafts of white porcelain and blue and white porcelain in Dehua kiln in Fujian. During this family migration, everything in the family was thrown away and sold, only some blue and white porcelain glass bowls were reluctant to throw away. These blue-and-white porcelain bowls are exquisite and white in porcelain, exquisite in workmanship and high in grade. It's all made by brother Jiang. No matter how hard they worked along the way, the three brothers were careful about these blue and white bowls for fear of being damaged. Selling bowls at the moment is also out of helplessness.

So, the three brothers held bowls and sold them along the street with straw labels.

At this time, Long Yin Town was in a depression and the market was broken. A stone street was crowded with immigrants with a face of plates and rotten clothes. Three brothers were walking down a street with bowls in their arms, and no one cared. It's past noon, and the three brothers are hungry, with their bellies on their backs, and they are stars and weak.

Walking across the street, the boss stood down and said, "Brother, forget it. We ran all over the streets and didn't sell a bowl. Let's go back and think of other ways. "

Old three also lost confidence and nodded in agreement.

Only the second child stubbornly said, "We have come all the way from Fujian to Sichuan Buried Hill, and we have tasted all the hardships. I don't believe that we are starving our three big brothers here. "

After that, he squatted under the eaves of a nearby street, put the bowl on the ground and continued to sell it. The eldest brother and the third son knew the stubborn temper of the second child, so they had to squat and sell it.

The second child shouted loudly: "Look, look, the blue and white glazed bowl of Dehua kiln in Fujian is cheap."

Hawking also attracted some people. Some squatted down with bowls in their hands, aiming, touching and knocking. What a nice bowl! The fetal quality is exquisite, the tire tread is smooth, white as jade, green and refreshing, and the flowers and birds on the bowl are lifelike; Knock on the edge of the bowl, the voice is clear, not leaking or dumb. Tong is a poor worker, who has seen a lot, but has no money to buy it. Gradually, people dispersed and the sun was sinking.

Just as the three brothers were at their wits' end, an unkempt old man with a white beard slowly strolled over. The old man with white beard has been watching them buy bowls in the street not far away for hours. The old man with white beard squatted down, stretched out a dirty hand and picked up a blue and white bowl. He said to the second child, "Brother, how about I beg you to give me a bowl to beg?"

The boss was unhappy and said, "We three brothers were hungry all day and didn't sell a bowl. There is an old man waiting for us to sell bowls and buy rice under the eaves of the street! " "

The second child quickly stopped the boss and said, "People who go out have difficulties and should be convenient." Later, he kindly handed the white-bearded old man a hand and said, "Since the old man thinks highly of our Jiang family's bowl, please accept it. We three brothers are honored! "

The old man with white beard did not thank him, put the bowl under his arm and turned away.

Afterwards, the boss complained about the second child, saying that the second child was too generous to sell a bowl, but gave a good blue and white bowl away.

The second child bluntly said, "Brother, although we are in difficulties, we still have some bowls and lamps. It's hard for others, begging doesn't even have a bowl. If you don't help, you can't say it. "

The eldest brother and the third son said nothing, so they had to give up.

They didn't sell some bowls until evening.

I have nothing to say all night.

The next day, the three brothers still went to the streets to sell bowls.

While selling bowls across the street, the unkempt old man with white beard came again. The old man with white beard said that when he went begging in a big house with a bowl last night, he was chased by a vicious dog, fell down in panic and broke the bowl. While speaking, he reached for another bowl.

Of course, the boss and the third one have nothing to see. The second child, still kind, handed the bowl.

The old man with white beard took the bowl and turned away without thanking him.

On the third day, at the same time, the old man with white beard appeared again.

When the boss saw the old man coming from a distance, he said to the second child, "The old man is so unreasonable that he always wants a bowl. It's not that we are rich in food, so we rely on these bowls to tide over the difficulties. "

The second child still said, "The old man must be helpless when he comes to beg for a bowl. When people are in trouble, it is also the duty of being a man to lend a helping hand. Helping people in distress is nothing more than sending charcoal in the snow and sending water in the desert. "

Eldest brother and third son are also working people, but they are trapped by hunger and cold, so they have such a mind.

It's natural for the second child to say so.

Sure enough. The old man with white beard said that the bowl was broken again.

The second child is still very kind and sent a bowl.

The old man with white beard took a few steps with the bowl, turned to his second son and said, "Little brother, it is better to sell bowls than to make them. Since you have good skills, it's a pity to waste them! "

The second child quickly handed it over and said, "We are strangers and come to Sichuan to make a living. I don't know where to make bowls. Please ask the elderly for advice. "

The old man with white beard smiled. "If you want to make a bowl, come and roll Chaipo at noon tomorrow." Say and disappear into the crowd in the market.

The second child listened, and his heart moved, so he discussed with the boss and the third child that night and went to Chaipo to find the old man with white beard tomorrow.

The boss said, "Do you believe what the old beggar said? ! "

The second child said, "This is also an opportunity. When we go out to make a living, we must seize the opportunity and grasp it well. If we wait, we will accomplish nothing. "

The third said, "We are new here, and we don't even know the difference between the east and the west. Where can I find this rolling firewood slope? ! "

The second child said, "As the saying goes, the feet are rivers and lakes, and the mouth is the road. As long as you have the heart, you can't find it! "

The eldest and the third saw that the second child had made up his mind and stopped talking.

The next day, the eldest brother and the third son continued to sell bowls in the street, and the second son went on the road to find Chai Po.

Coming out of Long Yin Town are two stone roads three or four feet wide. A winding staircase goes up 300 stairs, heading west to Gaodianzi, the famous Nana Ogawa East Road in Chongqing, which leads directly to the capital of Chengdu. The other one goes back to Jialing River and extends to Shuangbei and Jingkou northbound. This is a post road from Chongqing to Qin Long, which was called Jialing Road in ancient times. When the second child came out of town to ask about it, he told me if he knew anything. It is not difficult to find the rolling firewood slope on the grass slope a few miles north. I was puzzled to learn that he would meet an old man with a white beard when he went to roll Chaipo. Folk songs include: "Green grass slope, many dead people." Qingcaopo is full of graves. Did you hit a ghost? The second child seems to have eaten the weight and made up his mind. No matter how many people died, no matter whether he hit a ghost or not, he resolutely hit the road.

The second child climbed the Shijing slope, took the big river ditch, searched all the way, and finally found the Qingcaopo at the east foot of Gele Mountain.

The grassy slope is deserted, and the slope is covered with dense grass. On the southern edge of the slope, there is a cliff tens of meters high, and a stream flows down the cliff to form a waterfall, which is very spectacular. This is Gunchaipo.

The second child was thinking about how to make a bowl in this barren land, but he heard a burst of laughter behind him. Looking back, it was the old man with white beard.

The old man with white beard is no longer unkempt, wearing a white shirt, blond hair and fluttering fairy bones.

The second child knows the fairy and is busy asking for advice. The old man with white beard smiled again and said, "I can see that you are kind and persistent, and I know that you will achieve great things, so I will show you a way." As he spoke, he drew a big circle with his finger on the rolling chaipo. "You will build a factory here to make bowls and porcelain for Guangda Dehua kiln in the future!" After that, a clear smoke disappeared.

The second child bowed down and made three obeisances to the place where the old man with white beard fled. Only then did he stand up and observe the rolling Chaipo carefully. Only then did he discover that the geology of Gunchaipo area is very poor, but it is rich in limestone, quartzite, dolomite, silica, bauxite and yellow mud, all of which are good raw materials for porcelain making. The water source is good, which can crush the water power of the waterfall; Firewood is everywhere, and rocks are mixed with thin coal seams, which can be used as fuel for firing porcelain. It's a godsend place to make porcelain.

So, the second family settled in Qingcaopo, resumed their old business, set up a workshop in the kiln and built a bowl factory.

After Jiang's second son opened a bowl factory in Qingcaopo, the eldest son opened a bowl factory in Jielong Township, Bishan, and the third son opened a bowl factory in Dongyang Town, Beibei, but none of them were as big as Jiang's ceramics industry and famous as Qingcaopo. Jiang's ceramics industry in Qingcaopo has been handed down from generation to generation in this land since Kangxi, and it has been passed down for eight generations, taking root and bearing fruit. Now there is a place in Shuangbei named after Jiang. Such as: Jiangjiayuan, Jiangjiashan and Jiangjiawan.

The rise of Jiangjia Bowl Factory promoted the development of ceramics industry in Long Yin Town, and kilns, pot factories and workshops blossomed everywhere, forming a famous Shaping kiln in history. Therefore, porcelain has become the main industry of Long Yin Town for a long time. Qingcaopo porcelain is exported to Hubei, Guizhou and other places, and its reputation has been greatly improved. There were more than 70 porcelain-making industries in the town at its peak, and ships from other places were all over the docks, which prospered the economy of the ancient town. Later, Long Yin Town was changed into a porcelain mouth; Later, because the word "porcelain" passed the word "magnetic", it was called porcelain mouth.