Quanzhou folk stories

Song and Yuan Dynasties in Quanzhou, Fujian? The largest port in the east? The starting point of the ancient Maritime Silk Road. There must be many interesting folk stories in a place with a long history. The following are Quanzhou folk stories I compiled for you. I hope it works for you!

Quanzhou Folk Story 1: New Year's Eve is the last day of the China lunar calendar, and Minnan is called? Year pocket? During the day? Take a day off? Call at night? What year? . All along, calendars around Jinjiang have been circulating? Jump into the fire? Folk activities.

A family on New Year's Eve every year? Around the stove? After (having New Year's Eve), put the prepared straw and sweet potato vines at your door and put them on the year-end cleaning (commonly known as? Dust? ) A special new broom wrapped in red paper was put on the sweet potato vine. When the local vines gave off a blazing flame, salt was sprinkled on the fire to make it crackle. At this time, the men in the family jumped out of the flame one by one according to the size of their generation and read songs rhythmically, for example? Jump in, Tianding is rich again, and the big pig and the big sheep perform (catch) cutting (slaughter)? ,? If you jump east, you won't be empty when you eat; Jump to the west, where money (full) jumps and adds straw and sweet potato vines to the fire. For a time, the sparkling fire and laughter at the door of the house merged into one, which was very lively. As soon as the fire of the sweet potato vine goes out, the housewife shovels some burning ashes into it? Fire windows? Put it in the oven room and keep saying: Jump out of the fire, pull the wheel (that is, warm), the public bears the gold, the grandmother bears the silver, and the gold and silver are nowhere to be collected (stored), hidden under the kitchen (stove chamber). ? This folk activity of jumping on fire and hoarding things expresses people's good wishes to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new and pursue a rich life. It is said that it can ward off evil spirits.

At present, many rural areas in Jinjiang still have this kind of folk activities during the Spring Festival, but because of different times, not only men but also women can jump into the fire.

Quanzhou Folk Story 2: Xian'gong Mountain legend He Jiuxian has a high mountain in Majia Town, Luojiang District, Quanzhou. This mountain looks like two women's bun from a distance, and people call it Shuangji Mountain. Legend has it that in ancient times, if there was a drought, it would rain if you went to Shuangji Mountain for rain, so that the crops would be abundant. So Shuangji Mountain is also called Fengshan. There is a cave on the mountain called Fengsheng Cave, in which nine immortals of He are enshrined. So people often call this mountain Xian'gong Mountain.

According to legend, during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, there was a family named He in Jiujiang, Jiangxi. Mr. He is a subordinate of Liu An, the king of Huainan. Mr. He has nine sons and four daughters. These nine sons are all over the world, but they were born in troubled times and devoted themselves to learning Tao and practicing, saving the world and saving people. Knowing that his father was involved in the rebellion of the king of Huainan, the nine brothers went to Fujian to live in seclusion. They first lived in Yushan, Fuzhou, and then went to Putian. Nine brothers cut down maple trees near Hui 'an, built pavilions to live in, and collected herbs for alchemy. This place was later called Fengting.

He Jiu brothers went around collecting medicine and alchemy to save people, and finally rode carp into immortality in Xianyou Jiuli Lake. The people appreciated their kindness, so they built a Jiulihu Temple and carved nine immortals of He family to offer sacrifices. Later, He Jiuxian died in Fengshan. Why did Fengshan serve the Nine Immortals?

There is another legend about Gong Xian. There was a county magistrate who gave birth to nine sons, all of whom were ugly, either squinting or limping. The county magistrate was ashamed of his nine sons. However, these nine disfigured children are very kind-hearted, very concerned about the sufferings of the people and have done many good things for them. Once, the county magistrate celebrated his 60th birthday, and relatives, friends, officialdom colleagues and village leaders of the 4th and 5th roads all came to celebrate his birthday. The county magistrate gave a big banquet to entertain the guests, but he was always afraid that his nine disfigured sons would embarrass him. The county magistrate locked his nine sons in the woodshed and prevented them from coming out to see the guests.

Nine brothers' uncles also came to pay their respects, but seeing that his nine nephews were not called uncles, they asked the county magistrate. The county magistrate only cares about greeting guests and has no time to answer. My uncle went to find nine nephews himself. When I found the woodshed and heard someone crying inside, my uncle pushed the door and went in. The door opened and the nine brothers ran out. When they saw their uncle coming after them, they thought someone was going to put them in the woodshed again, so they ran like hell. Run all the way to the lake and jump in one by one. My uncle was frightened and sent for it. Suddenly, the lake kept rolling like boiling water. Kyubi no Youko carp rushed out of the lake and carried nine brothers to the zenith. From then on, people called this lake Jiuli Lake, and nine brothers called it Nine Immortals.

According to legend, the Nine Immortals came to Fengshan, and when they saw the beautiful scenery, they appeared there. People built a temple on the top of the mountain to worship nine immortals. It was my uncle who helped the nine brothers become immortals through misunderstanding, so a fairy uncle was also enshrined in the temple. As the saying goes in southern Fujian, heaven is heaven, and mother uncle is underground. My uncle's position is great. As the old saying goes, the mountain is not high, and the fairy is not famous. There are nine immortals in Fengshan, Majia Town, Luojiang District, Quanzhou City. The pilgrims and tourists coming to the top of the mountain are more and more year by year, and Xian'gong Mountain is more and more famous year by year.

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There is a book written by Li Guangdi, a great scholar in Qing Dynasty, which hangs in Fengshan Cave, Xian'gong Mountain? Really immortal? A plaque. Li Guangdi is a native of Anxi Lake. He was born in the 14th year of Chongzhen in Ming Dynasty (164 1 year) and died in the 57th year of Kangxi in Qing Dynasty (17 18 year). According to legend, in the 15th year of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty (1658), Li Guangdi was eighteen. Before going to the provincial capital to take the exam, he and his schoolmate went to Xian'gong Mountain, Quanzhou to have a dream, in order to test their future fame. That night, my friend and I slept under the fairy case-solving table and dreamed that a fairy came to him and said? Are you going to take the exam? If you don't want to be famous, you can't be rich or not. Then I disappeared. Li Guangdi has no ambition and will never believe it? Dream? And give up their own ideals, so insist on taking the exam in the province. Unexpectedly, it was held in the middle of the year (according to the fact that Li Guangdi was held in the middle of the year in the fifth year of Kangxi). After hard work, Kangxi was admitted to high school in the ninth year (1670), and later became a college student in Wenyuange, and served as a cabinet minister in the record. It is said that he used to? The power of seven days? , on behalf of the emperor. One year, he went back to his hometown for a holiday and lived in Quanzhou. One day, old friends met again and talked about Xian'gong Mountain? Dream? One thing, I feel that if I believed in his dream at that time, I misled my children, and everyone echoed. Everyone decided to go up the mountain the next day to destroy the Xian'gong Mountain Temple. Just then, I heard a newspaper outside the door saying that Taoist Li asked to see Xiangong Mountain. Li Guangdi didn't see him at first. The Taoist told him through the door that he was sent by the Nine Immortals of Xian'gong Mountain. The news was reported again, and they were amazed, urging Li Guangdi to meet them. At the end of the interview, the Taoist priest said, "xianggong" used to dream? Being famous is unintentional? ,? Think? Remove the word? Heart? Your reputation is nothing. Heart? what's up Think? Is it? Item? You can be the prime minister. And then what? Can't you have money? It means that you took the provincial examination of 1898, and the word 1898 is not like it? Become? Words, indicating that your wealth began in the Reform Movement of 1898, is a spur method for the gods to inspire you to make progress and encourage you to study hard. ? Taoist priest went on to say? If not, I'm afraid you wouldn't be as famous as you are today. ? Everyone praised with one voice? A fairy is really a fairy. ? The next day, Li Guangdi led his schoolmate up the mountain to reward him. Li Daoren has come? Brother Xianpai? Wait a minute. So Li Guangdi donated a lot of money to build the Gong Xian Temple and wrote an inscription on the spot? Really immortal? A plaque. Li Guangdi died in the 57th year of Kangxi (17 18), and the time was the Reform Movement of 1898. So far, it's all about fairies? Can't you have money? Metaphorically speaking, prosperity begins at 1898 and ends at 1898.

Gong Xian was joking.

In the early years, there was a scholar somewhere who studied hard and had extensive knowledge. I have long heard that many students who took the exam went to Gong Xian Temple in Shuangjishan, Quanzhou to pray for their dreams and ask about their career prospects. So, one day in the year of his trial, he also went to Gong Xian Temple. I have worked tirelessly all the way, climbing mountains and mountains, and going through all the difficulties. When I came to Shuangji Mountain, I couldn't help but be attracted by the beautiful scenery and feel relaxed and happy, as if I were near Penglai. He looked around and saw the mountains falling in love, the songs were secluded, the ancient trees were towering, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, the clear spring was like practice, and the pavilions were picturesque, so he could not help but admire. It is really a fairyland resort. ?

Because he has never been to Xian'gong Mountain, and now he is a scholar from afar, the monks in the temple received him very politely and brought incense and candles to his temple to pray for a fairy dream. After listening to the monk's teaching, the scholar lay on his side with dreams. See a real person writing on the palm of his left hand in the dim light? Only? Words, and then write in the palm of his right hand? Nothing? Words. When he woke up, he literally explained that Gong Xian was joking with him? No? , that is? No talent? . It seems that there is no hope of trying, and unhappiness is inevitable. But I feel that I have been studying hard for many years, reading widely, mastering the four books and five classics, and letting a hundred schools of thought contend. Among his classmates, his knowledge is the highest. Is he a fairy today? No? Dreams, everyone is a little unhappy, and even doubt the dreams given by the gods, but they refuse to accept them. So, after returning to China, I studied harder.

He took the book with him when the exam was due. Reading at night all the way, never slacking off. As a result, after the exam, the first one was a high school champion. Soon, he was promoted and transferred to the governor. At this point, he has just realized the dream given by Shuangjishan Xiangong. No? The two words have merged into one, haven't they? Caressing? Words? This is a hint that he can be governor. And use it? No? Or? No talent? It is intended to inspire him to continue his efforts without arrogance or rashness. There is no end to learning, and we will try our best to by going up one flight of stairs. At this time, he deeply admired the efficacy of Shuangjishan Xiangong and felt sorry for the misunderstanding of Xianmeng at that time. He can't help but say regretfully. Fairy is no joke! ?

Quanzhou Folk Story 3: Legend of Luoyang Bridge On the rippling Luoyang River, there is a famous Luoyang Bridge at home and abroad. It has a long history and great momentum. It is the first Song Dynasty beam-type harbor stone bridge in China. It has left many ancient and beautiful folktales, adding wonderful brilliance to the famous city of Quanzhou.

According to legend, more than a thousand years ago, it was still an abandoned ancient crossing, named? Wan 'an Ferry? . The water is deep and the waves are swift here. Passing ships will be destroyed every time they encounter strong winds. Many boats and ships will sink to the bottom of the sea, and countless passengers will be buried in the belly of fish? It turns out that this is Jiang Yao making waves. When Emperor Zhenwu became immortal, he took out his stomach and threw it into Luoyang River. Unexpectedly, over the years, these intestines have become turtle spirits and basilisks, and they often make waves in Luoyang River.

One day, the ferry sailed offshore and approached the center of the river. Suddenly, the tortoise and the snake surfaced. Suddenly, the wind roared and the turbid waves vacated. The small ferry is in danger of being swallowed up. Suddenly, there was a cry in the air. Don't be rude when Master Cai crosses the river! ? The tortoise and the snake ran away when they heard the sound. In an instant, it was calm and the ferry arrived safely. The passengers were very surprised. I wonder who it is. Master Cai? . There is a pregnant woman in Putian whose husband's surname is Cai. She thinks that the child born in the future will be an extraordinary person. She secretly wishes that if the child can become a useful tool in the future, she will teach him to build a bridge on the Luoyang River. When this woman returned to her hometown, she gave birth to a boy named Cai Xiang. His name is Mo Jun and his name is Hao Duan. She is very clever and intelligent. After Cai Xiang grew up and became sensible, Cai's mother told him the story of crossing the river in distress and urged her son to realize his long-cherished wish of building a bridge. Cai Xiang silently kept her mother's instructions in mind. Soon, the imperial court began to take officials. With his extensive knowledge, Cai Xiang was elected as an official of the DPRK, which was highly valued by the emperor. He is thinking about his mother's long-cherished wish, but he is distressed: when will he have the opportunity to build Luoyang Bridge in Quanzhou after staying in Kyoto?

One day, he was called to accompany the emperor to visit the imperial garden. Cai Xiang had a brainwave. He secretly asked the eunuch to write two lines of Chinese characters on the banana leaves with honey. Soon, ants climbed onto banana leaves and sucked honey. The emperor was surprised to find that many ants actually set up a word array on the banana leaf. He couldn't help leaning over and looking at the handwriting on the banana leaf, he blurted out: Cai Duan Cai Duan, this house is an official! ? Hearing this, the Cai Xiang quickly knelt down and kowtowed to give thanks. The emperor changed his mouth: I just read the words on the leaves and didn't take it seriously! ? Cai Xiang can't afford to kneel: You're not kidding. How can you break your promise to me? Then I honestly said that my mother wanted to build a bridge. The emperor had to make him the magistrate of Quanzhou.

Cai Xiang arrived in Quanzhou day and night for his post, immediately called the current township leaders to discuss, advocated the construction of Luoyang Bridge, and personally visited the river, ordered the recruitment of bridge builders, and raised funds for bridge construction. When people heard the news, they ran to tell each other and cheered. There was a time when craftsmen were running around. On the day of construction, the river bank was crowded with people. However, due to Luoyang River? This water is five miles wide? ,? Unfathomable? A boat of stones was thrown into the river and suddenly swept away by the raging river; The tortoise, the basilisk, desperately turned over the river and sank several wooden boats.

The satrap Cai Xiang was sad. One night, I suddenly dreamed that a white-haired fairy gave him advice? Dragon palace delivery list? Put on your clothes quickly and bend over the table. Cai Xiang drew up a yellow die and asked the sea dragon king to lend a helping hand and let the tide ebb for three days, so as to get off the bridge foundation. After writing the yellow card, I sat in the classroom and asked about the official service: Who went to the seaside? There happened to be an official named? Xia Dehai? On hearing the call, he quickly replied:? Young Xia Dehai! ? When he knew that the satrap was going to send Huang Die to the Dragon Palace under the sea, he could not help secretly complaining and had to bite the bullet and be ordered to go.

Xia Dehai took the document and secretly complained: If you want to go to the sea, you can't live; If you don't obey orders, your life is hard to protect. He simply sold a pot of wine and got drunk. Xia Dehai stumbled to the seaside and passed out on the beach. At this time, the tide just rose, and he seemed to be brought into the Shuifu by Chen Bo, and the beautiful and kind Princess Dragon Palace held out the jade liquid and nectar?

I didn't know my Huang Die was gone when I woke up, but it was written on my palm. Vinegar? Words. Xia Dehai hurriedly stumbled back to the office and reported to the prefect. Cai Xiang is sad for the bridge base, see? Vinegar? Word, suddenly realize: this? Vinegar? Isn't it just to open the words? When was the number 2 1? What? It's obviously time for Poseidon to hint at low tide! Cai Xiang turned grief into joy, and immediately sent someone to post a notice on the head of the company, telling the people and craftsmen on both sides of the Luoyang River to prepare the foundation stone as soon as possible. 2 1 day, the raging tide really receded and the whole river bottom was exposed. Cai Xiang personally directed thousands of craftsmen to throw stones to lay the foundation stone and build piers, and the traffic on the banks of Luoyang River continued. Strong piers stand in the river. However, when the 46th pier was laid, all the stones along the river were used up. If the last pier can't be built within the three-day time limit of ebb tide, once the tide roared, the bridge foundation would be washed away, and all previous efforts would be in vain! At the critical moment, it happened that Lv Dongbin, the Eight Immortals, passed by here in a cloud. Deeply moved by Cai Xiang's extraordinary boldness of vision in building bridges, he unhurriedly fell to Wanan Mountain. With a wave of his hand, he gently brushed away the dust and nodded all over the mountain. With another wave of his hand, all the rocks on the mountain emerged; He waved his hand again, and all the big stones became? Mother pig? Rush down the hillside in droves, run to the beach and jump into the bottom of the river where the pier is built. All of a sudden, these? Mother pig? They all turned into big stones and piled up layer by layer. Really? Mother pig? I accidentally hurt my leg and walked slowly, falling behind. When I got to the river, the last pier had been built. It had to lie next to it and become a fat body? Pig mother stone? .

When the surging tide swept in again, Cai Xiang had commanded craftsmen to lay the bridge foundation. The first battle was successful, and the crowd was excited and cheered like thunder. These 46 piers are like the mainstay of the town, which makes turtles, snakes and monsters tremble with fear.

There was a monk named Yibo in the nearby Baisha Temple, who tried his best to raise funds for the construction of the bridge, and was ridiculed by many Zhumen giants. He worked hard and spent every copper coin he begged on building a bridge. Regardless of the severe winter and summer heat, monks always go around tirelessly, cooking tea and delivering meals for migrant workers enthusiastically, and often go to the mountains to collect medicines and treat sick craftsmen. On one occasion, due to days of wind and rain, all the firewood in the kitchen was burned out. The firewood cut temporarily from the mountain is too wet to burn. In order to construct the long bridge as usual and build it as soon as possible, monk Yibo quietly closed the kitchen door and resolutely put his foot into the stove to cook instead of chopping wood. Strange to say, a wave of monks' feet are like two burning firewood, raising a raging flame. When his feet burned to ashes, a large pot of rice in the kitchen was cooked. The bridge builders were moved to tears. Later generations wrote poems to praise the noble deeds of monk Eber: giving their lives for Hongqiao and making their knees cry. The bottom of the pot is as red as blood, and it will be remembered forever. ?

In order to lay a 360-foot-long and 10-foot-wide stone bridge, it is urgent to put thousands of huge stone slabs on the pier. At this time, there is a lack of Chinese fir shipbuilding and loading stone, so the construction progress is slow. Cai Xiang is very worried about this. One night, Cai Xiang was thinking about how to solve this difficult problem. Thinking about it, he fell asleep on his desk. Suddenly I saw a white-haired fairy in my dream and asked him to send someone to the foot of Qingyuan Mountain. Three people with one eye and one fairy? Description. Cai Xiang woke up with a grain of salt, summoned the official Xia Dehai, and went down to Qingyuan Mountain to find out. Xia Dehai hurried to Qingyuan Mountain and waited for a long time, but he didn't meet anything. Three people with one eye and one fairy? The shadow. Towards dusk, I suddenly saw three beggars in rags, holding hands and queuing side by side. First, one eye is open and the other is blind; The other two are blind. Xia Dehai couldn't help but be surprised and happy: isn't this? Three people with one eye and one fairy? Really? Hurriedly ran over and stopped to beg. Seeing his sincerity, the three beggars agreed. One of them murmured:? Jiangtou, Luoyang, is an ancient well. Wooden boats can be built and water can be drunk. At this moment, three beggars suddenly opened their eyes. It turned out to be Li and Zhang. The three immortals laughed and drifted away like a gust of wind. De-hai Xia was stunned and came back to inform the prefect of Cai Xiang. A few days later, sure enough, in an ancient well by the Luoyang River, many Chinese fir trees gushed out like fountains. Cai Xiang and the bridge builder were overjoyed and applauded. The migrant workers who built the bridge went to the well to fetch water, and the wine smelled good. After drinking the water, they felt hungry and thirsty. Everyone took a bite, and I drank happily. And this well never dries up and smells of wine, so it's called? Sakai? .

Cai Xiang concentrated the wisdom of craftsmen and created? Raft foundation? , so that the sharp pier of the ship is separated from the water potential and the impact of waves is reduced. He invented it by using the buoyancy of seawater? Hang up and float? With the help of the high tide and the height of the ship, pieces of stone slabs weighing thousands of kilograms were gently lifted and laid between the piers, making Luoyang Bridge gradually show its majestic posture.

One day, Cai Xiang found that every reef in Luoyang River was covered with dense oyster bushes, and he thought if he could make use of it? Solidification of oysters? How good it would be to let oysters multiply and glue the bridge foundation and pier stone into a solid whole! Suddenly, there was a huge wind blowing on the river, which blew off all the oysters on Luoyang pier like rain, as if hitting countless steel nails, making the stone bridge on Xiongzhihe more indestructible. Cai Xiang was very surprised. Looking up, I saw Guanyin standing in the clouds and smiling. I can feel the hardship and sincerity of a bachelor, but that's just a little skill of mine. ? Guanyin in Nanhai went on to say: It has cost12 million to build this long bridge, and the national treasury is already in short supply. When I help you raise enough money, I will ask the Eight Immortals to help you get rid of this demon, so as to avoid endless future troubles! ?

Then Guanyin in Nanhai suddenly turned into a stunning beauty and went boating on the banks of Luoyang River, claiming that she would marry anyone who had the money to vote for her. At that time, the Yangtze River was crowded. People are watching the beautiful women on the Yanbo River, scrambling to invest money. The children of rich people who are always greedy for money will spend a lot of money. Money rained down on the boat, but no one could hit it. Don't go home full of money every day, dude is depressed and frustrated. In this way, a large sum of money was raised for the construction of handrails on both sides of the long bridge, and? Seven pavilions, nine towers and twenty-eight stone lions? .

Seeing that the Lingbolong Bridge is about to be completed, the turtles and basilisks lurking at the bottom of the river will not give up. They gathered ninety-nine dragons in the upper reaches of Luoyang River, set off strong winds and waves, and rushed to the stone bridge. Zhang rode on a donkey and trampled the evil turtle into a ball of mud. Li Tie opened the fire gourd, and suddenly a thick smoke and fire spewed out from the gourd, burning ninety-nine dragons alive.

At this time, a rainbow appeared in the sky, the waves on the river were as flat as a mirror, and the strings on the shore were singing. People on both sides of the Luoyang River were beaming, beating gongs and drums and cheering for the Yu Jiancheng Sea-crossing Bridge, which was completed seven years later.

People on both sides of the Yangtze river built a bridge to the south of Luoyang Bridge to commemorate Cai Xiang's contribution to the construction of Luoyang Bridge? Caixiang Temple? The statue was erected.