On February 2nd, the dragon raised its head.

The dou points to the east, the horns are at the beginning of their dew, and things change to spring, which is the symbol of all things growing. Birds and beasts grow horns, plants and trees are shattered, and spring farming begins.

The courts of various countries met today. The two ministers of the rituals and military departments led hundreds of officials to present agricultural books with the monarch of a country to show their foundation, which means "the major affairs of the country are in sacrifices and military affairs", but "the fundamentals of a country are in agriculture and fields."

The emperor invited all the ministers to drink Yichun wine brewed by ancient methods, and gave knives, rulers and other items from the building office, which were made of white jade, indicating that all the princes were gentlemen, and they must be careful to judge and weigh the meaning of state affairs. The empress was responsible for giving a number of "Qingnang" to the palace ladies with varying numbers. In name, they were all sewn by the empress himself, and they were not only sewn by the palace maids, but also the green bag contained various grains and fruit seeds, and they were asked to give them to relatives, friends and children in their families to pray for a bumper harvest and a bumper harvest in the New Year. It also symbolized the family of bells and tripods and the family of scholars, and the granaries were well polite.

In the past, in Huaihuang County, since ancient times, every household had the custom of eating a bowl of dragon beard noodles in the morning, and this day's pancake was also named "Dragon Scale". On this day, women in small towns and women who are about to marry need to stop the female red needles. According to the older generation, because the Tianlong was raising his head, if he was threading a needle, it might hurt the dragon's eyes and cause displeasure.

Young and strong men in the town took their children and held bamboo poles or wooden sticks together, knocking on beams, beds, kitchens, etc., commonly known as Long Xingchun, saying some auspicious and old sayings passed down from generation to generation, such as Okura as a mountain, higher than the western mountain, and Okura as water flowed, staying in his own fields. Fulu Street and Taoye Lane may be more elegant, and the words they say are more meaningful, mostly good weather, peace and peace, and the five poisons of snakes and scorpions avoid being harmed.

In the past thirty or forty years, because there was a broom star in Nibo Lane, the festive words that were originally related to the word "peace" became a taboo, and they were not willing to mention it. To this day, blessing peace in one place has gradually become a very important and profound statement. Some people even moved from a small town to the wealthy portal of the city, deliberately asked the children at home to break a porcelain on this day, and then recited the fragments of peace that were homophonic to every year's peace three times to get a good omen.

The women and girls at home would go to the Tieluo Well to carry loads and draw water early in the morning, so this day was also the most common people in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane and other neighbors in the town. The former were mostly wealthy boys, and girls in brocade clothes were in groups. As soon as the sky was dawn, they would carry lanterns and leave the door of the house with one hand and beautiful and exquisite celadon pots and jars in the other. The two teams met in their respective streets and alleys. Two young groups of young people made a word like snakes. They drew water here and returned the same way, which was called "Introduction to Qianlong and Zhao Fuxiang to go home.

Early that morning, just as dawn, Chen Ping'an took the little boy in green, the girl in pink skirt, and Xiaomili down the mountain together and came to the ancestral home of Nipin Lane.

Each had its own division of labor. Chen Ping'an first knocked over the beams and beds with a bamboo pole, and took Chen Lingjun with him, each carrying a bucket and went out to pick up water from the iron lock well. The warm trees and millet were left in the house, and the stove was opened to cook noodles and pancakes.

Because the governor of Chuzhou not long ago, the Huaihuang County Government issued a notice that the iron-suke well, which had been banned for a long time, would allow local people to carry water home on this day.

Guo Zhujiu has been taking a slept recently and she slept in the dark every day. Chen Ping'an did not call her. She was not practicing swords or practicing, but she was really just sleeping.

Walking out of Nipin Lane, Chen Lingjun shook the bucket in his hand and asked in a low voice: "Does the water well be banned? Is it the master who personally greeted the county government and then the court approved it?"

The rules established by the Dali court in the early years, not to mention Chuzhou, or the entire Baoping Continent, were extremely important. No one dared to disobey the immortal masters on the mountain, let alone change the rules.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I didn't mention this matter. I originally planned to find an opportunity to tell the court this year that the lifting of the ban will begin next year, so it is mostly Zhao Yao's suggestion. Over the years, he has been committed to restoring the old traditions in various places. If the Song family of Dali did not return half of the mountains and rivers south of Dadu, Zhao Yao, who was a minister of the Ministry of Justice, would be even more busy. However, the Ministry of Revenue would definitely call him a prodigal son who only knows how to play tricks on the airs, and the Ministry of Rites would also call him too long to stretch his hands."

Chen Lingjun said in an old-fashioned manner: "Isn't this just a simplified work? The officials of Dali advocate merit so much, one is more pragmatic than the other. It is normal for Zhao Yao to be so cumbersome and not likable."

I remember hearing the incense villain who lit up the timely incense. In recent years, the recompilation of local chronicles in various prefectures and counties in Dali has been included in the local evaluation of the court. It is said that it is the suggestion of Zhao Shilang of the Ministry of Justice. The key is that he also needs to collect local dialects from various places, which requires cooperation with the Qi training men of each state. The county chronicles in each place are divided into two parts, and the one collected in the capital has all brought fairy spirit, so the local complaints are full of trouble and money, and they all think that this move is a way to whitewash the peace.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled, "Long-term vision, the transformation of virtual and real is very knowledgeable, just like the conversion of gold, silver and copper coins, which has premiums and losses. However, if there is no smooth channel for 'circulation' between the two, there will be a big problem. The Dali Dynasty will become more and more the same as the powerful country with elite iron cavalry and strong soldiers in the general sense, and gradually become lost. It is no longer the Baoping Continent, or even the entire Haoran world, the most special and 'different' Dali. If the senior brother Cui Feng is still in power, what Zhao Yao does today is actually what the national teacher of a country does."

Chen Lingjun said honestly: "Master, I don't understand it very much. Anyway, I just think it's very knowledgeable. From this we can see that Zhao Yao is still a guy with such a little skill?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I have real skills."

Otherwise, he would not have become Bai Ye's unknown disciple. When he was a teenager, Zhao Yao left his hometown and traveled far away, and accidentally entered an island hanging from the middle and earth overseas. It was Bai Ye's place of practicing Taoism.

Later, Bai Ye, who rushed to Fuyaozhou alone, gave a broken fairy sword "Taibai" to four people, and Zhao Yao was one of them.

Chen Lingjun smiled wickedly and said, "By the literary generation, Mr. Zhao would have to call him uncle, right?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled, "That's a must."

Wu Yuan, the governor of Chuzhou, was once a disciple of his senior brother Cui Lei, and when he met Chen Ping'an, he still wanted to call him uncle.

There are actually a few such nephews in the capital, and they all hold high positions without exception and are well-deserved important officials in the Dali Temple.

In the small town, there are actually narrower and more narrow roads than Nipin Lane. Just like the small alley that takes a shortcut to Suolongjing. If a young man with a slightly tall figure walks into it, his thatched eaves are lower than his eyebrows, he can only walk down his head. If he raises his head, his forehead will touch the eaves. The alley is not long, and the two walls are facing each other and his arms cannot be stretched. In the past, Chen Ping'an would pass by when he went to Suolongjing to carry water. He could save a lot of foot strength. The light was dark and a bit cunning. All his peers in the town were

Chen Ping'an was not afraid of this path, especially when it snowed in winter, the alleys were frozen firmly and formed into ice. Chen Ping'an was at the entrance of the alley, first put the bucket on the ground, gently pushed forward, then took a few steps back, ran forward, and then slid forward, and then slid forward with his knees. The people and the bucket passed one after another, and finally met at the other end of the alley. This kind of fun was that Chen Ping'an had to be careful not to be hit by the two rows of ice awls hanging on the eaves.

He took Chen Lingjun out of this dark alley without a name. There was a small well at the entrance of the alley. It was just that the well was small and shallow. In the early years, three or four families nearby did not have to walk far away. They fetched water in the early morning. As soon as the sky was clear, the water in the well was exhausted. It was not the turn of Chen Ping'an from Nipiao Lane to come here to take advantage of it. He once fetched water from the iron lock well and was scolded. He was mistaken for being a water thief. So later Chen Ping'an turned to the book "Suspected of Melon Field and Plum Bree" in the book. In fact, he had already understood the truth, but he did not explain the truth so thoroughly without a sentence in the book.

There was once a vegetable garden by the well, but the soil was barren and thin, and the vegetables grown were often short and thin, with astringent taste. Now the vegetable garden has long been abandoned, full of dilapidated rubble that gathered around, with weeds growing in it, and gray and green colors intersecting.

Chen Lingjun never paid attention to these market scenes. He had no idea. He walked a lot and suddenly found that the master stopped behind him and did not follow him. Chen Lingjun turned around and looked at him. Then Chen Ping'an followed quickly and said casually: "If I came to take care of this vegetable garden, the soil would be much better, and the vegetables grown would not be so astringent, and the taste would be much better."

Chen Lingjun laughed and said, "That's sure. The master is diligent and has become an apprentice of a kiln worker. He also knows that the vegetables in the garden should not grow as tall as others after recognizing soil, fertilizing soil, and the vegetables in the garden should not grow as tall as others?"

Just after walking out for more than ten steps, Chen Lingjun was suddenly stunned. He actually chewed the aftertaste for him. He turned his head carefully and looked at the master beside him.

Chen Ping'an smiled and touched the head of the boy in Qingyi, "It's good that you know. Don't say you give a few Xiaomili, it's easy for everyone to know."

Chen Lingjun nodded vigorously and took the initiative to change the topic, "The guy who went to Huanghu Mountain to fish, called himself Fu Hu, a native of the capital. He is now the county magistrate of Pingnan County. He also said that the master personally invited him to fish in Huanghu Mountain. This man surnamed Fu really knows the master?"

A seventh-rank sesame official, who was very brave, dared to fish in Huanghu Mountain, but was caught by Chen Lingjun. Huanghu Mountain was once a temple under the water dragon. Of course, it was a Feng Shui treasure land, with fish and dragons hidden in the hidden place, smoke and mist, clouds and water. It was really a good place to fish, but who outsiders dared to come here to fish.

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I met you. I had caught fish in Pingnan County before. County Magistrate Fu also gave me a few fish. He was a very easy-to-talk and had no official spirit."

Fu Hu himself didn't know why he was able to transfer the Beijing Good News Office, so why did he get such a lack of a county chief? Besides, Pingnan County is still in Shangxian County, Chuzhou, which is obviously a sign that the court wants to use him. No wonder Fu Hu, who was used to being a job in the Qingshui Yamen, was confused. Chen Ping'an knew very well that it must have been when he was an official with Lin Zhengcheng. Before Lin Zhengcheng was transferred out of the capital and entered the Hongzhou Deforestation Courtyard, he helped Fu Hu say a few good words. The reason why Chen Ping'an went to the river to "block" Fu Hu was also somewhat interested in borrowing stones from other mountains to attack jade. Let's take a look at Fu Hu's character first.

Chen Lingjun said: "Mr. Fu is very literary. I can't handle it and often can't help it."

Previously, Chen Lingjun accompanied this young official from the capital and chatted for a few casual words, but he didn't get along at all, and talked to him. Fu Hu said that, "Who knew that he was appointed as a marquis and a prime minister, and that the golden horse in the jade hall must be so arrogant and beautiful. He knew that the sesame officials and officials in the prime minister's office were not talented and had a weak sense of knowledge. Unfortunately, the Dafeng brothers were not present at that time, otherwise Chen Lingjun would have to let Zheng Dafeng take action and kill Fu Hu's pedantic spirit.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Fu Hu is more than enough to be a clean official."

Many noble sons from poor families who served as farmer in the morning and climbed to the emperor's hall in the evening and became officials. It was difficult for them to be rich, and gold, silver and treasures piled up into a gate of hell.

It is difficult for a family to be an official in a wealthy family to be hungry. It is afraid that a man who is hungry is high and has low ambitions and talent, and does not understand it, and does not care about the sufferings of the people.

After walking through this shabby alley, the road is wide. The ancient locust tree is still there in the past. There are long wood benches under it and a few stone stakes are placed for people to rest and cool down in summer and bask in the sun in winter. In spring, green clothes gather on the trees. The feathers of birds and birds are similar in color to the leaves, which are not easy to detect. When they make chirping sounds, people under the tree will look up. The naughty children will take out the slingshot. Gu Can is a master of this art. He is patient and good. He often carries a long list back to Nibo Lane. Other families have feather dusters and shuttlecocks, but Gu Can's family is different.

Although the government office issued a notice, there were still not many people coming to Tieluo Well to carry water today, most of them were old people. When they saw Chen Ping'an and the boy in green, they looked restrained. In addition, they were not familiar with each other in their early years, so they seemed to be speechless and did not dare to chat with him easily. At this moment, the two local old people by the well who had not moved out of the town deliberately avoided the situation and asked the prosperous Chen Shanzhu to carry water first. Chen Ping'an smiled and shouted in the dialect of the town, asking them to first

When fetching water, according to the customs of the hometown, it is not relatives who have the same surname and character, but only needs to shout according to age. For example, the elderly are in their sixties and one generation higher than Chen Ping'an. Just call them uncles and uncles, and Chen Lingjun has to follow the local dialect to call them grandpa. If Chen Lingjun calls them grandpa, the child in green will have to call them "Madam". The wife in the town can be called both men and women, and it means great grandpa and grandma.

After Chen Ping'an left with water, the two old men whispered.

"This Chen Ping'an must be forty years old, right?"

"Since you, you look like someone in your thirties."

"I met Chen Dequan in the city not long ago and said that according to their Chen family genealogy, Chen Ping'an would lower his three generations and would shout to his wife when he saw him."

The other old man turned around and spitted hard, cursing in the old sayings and throwing out the drums.

Chen Lingjun listened in the distance and found it funny. Chen Lingjun not only understood the local dialect in the town here, but also spoke no differently from the locals. When he said it, the meaning was similar to embarrassing.

The biggest feature of small town local dialect is that the vocabulary is almost flat tones and rarely rises and falls. Although outside, like the Huangting Kingdom, there are often different customs and hundreds of miles of pronunciations, local accents like small towns are indeed rare.

Chen Ping'an never minds the leisure time of those older generations.

But for no reason, I remembered the blessing land of lotus flowers in the past. He often asked Pei Qian, who had free food and drink, to go out to fetch water. I guess every time I was lazy, I would get at most half a bucket of water, and maybe not. I carried the bucket all the way. When I returned to Cao Qinglang's house, the well water in the wooden bucket had already been bottomed out. When I entered the house, Pei Qian hid the bucket with both hands and kept covering it, and would always turn sideways, just not let Chen Ping'an see the water level in the bucket. She had to pretend that it was very heavy and staggered to the kitchen. She would inevitably secretly use the bucket to spoon up the water, then stand on tiptoe, and try to lift the bucket and pour it into the water tank so that the water sounds louder. Is it just a little drama artist who can learn from it without a teacher?

On the way back, I saw an old man in his seventies in the town who was walking on the ground. As time went by, twenty years have passed, and the door was opened again after the Lizhu Cave Heaven landed and connected with the outside world. It has been almost thirty years now, so this kind of scene is becoming less and less common. When Chen Lingjun first arrived at the town, he often saw the people in the town being busy.

Chen Lingjun asked, "Master, why don't we ever spread ashes at home?"

Since he came to Luopo Mountain, the master seemed to have never had any way to attract dragons. On February 2nd, he just beat bamboo poles and ate noodles.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I also had it when I was a child. Later, because I didn't know the details of the rules here, I had to cooperate with many old sayings to attract the dragon. I didn't understand anything. I was afraid that I would violate the taboos after doing it randomly, so I just let it go."

In previous years, every February 2nd, the elderly in each family were also busy, but they could not be busy. There were some considerations. After dawn on February 2nd, when the sun shone brightly, the light passed through the fence gate at the eastmost point of the town, and the town could sprinkle ashes and attract dragons. But if it was raining, you could only wait patiently. If it was just cloudy and rainless, choose the time. If it was raining all day, you could only stare at it and worry about the year ahead.

There are five ways to attract dragons. Each household has different ways. Generally speaking, if the households are prosperous, there are many types. If the incense is not popular, there are at most two types of poor families.

For example, carrying water from an iron lock well to go home is one of them. All the people in the town can do it. Just pour water into their own water tank. It is the simplest way to attract dragons, which is a bit similar to the general outline of an article. In addition, there are several more ritual-oriented methods to attract dragons, mostly handled by elderly people who are familiar with customs at home. For example, in the past, they chose old locust trees, or large stones next to the road near home, and sprinkled gray lines around the stove gray, so that the youngest children in the family would not be jealous.

Hold a red thread and tie a copper coin in the circle. If the house is thick, tie a piece of gold and silver with a red rope. The child is responsible for pulling the money home. When dragging the copper coin, he needs to open a hole in the circle, like a dragon spitting water, and water is wealth, which is equivalent to opening a path of wealth to introduce it into the house, then put the copper coin into a celadon piggy bank, and the head of the family is responsible for covering the porcelain jar with his own hands, which means that wealth will be kept in the house. With wealth, in the new year, the whole family will naturally have no worries about food and drink.

In addition, there are also old people who whisper, scattering grass and trees stove ash at the door of their house into a horizontal line, blocking the door to prevent disasters, or scattering dragon-snake-shaped qi in the corners of the wall to block evil spirits. Or in the courtyard and the grain field, first pile up grains and grains into a hill, and then sprinkle ash into a circle, like water surrounding the mountains, to bless the harvest of crops and the storage of warehouses today. There are also wealthy portals with lots of fields at home, which are even more particular. There is the saying of sending Huang Yingqing, and there are two people, one person should not put a bag of grass ash on his waist, and scattering them all the way to the Longwhisker River outside the town, and the other person uses a bag of grain bran to lead the dragon home. It is both the meaning of attracting the dragon in the field and the saying of sending the poor god to welcome the god of wealth at the same time.

If the master gave this explanation in the past, Chen Lingjun had just heard of it, but today was different, and he quickly figured out the real reason.

The master did not tell any lies. When he was young, he had never read books, and no one was willing to teach him these tricks. He did not understand the rules and taboos of attracting dragons. But the real reason was that the master at that time was in the small town of his hometown, maybe he was a taboo himself.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Have you figured out the way?"

Chen Lingjun asked in confusion: "What?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Fire burns grass and trees to turn into ashes, raises mountains, draws water, ties wood, and leads money. This involves the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The reason why every household has a different way of attracting dragons is that it needs to be combined with the five elements of fortune-telling. If there are many people in the family, you can gather five types of ashes to attract dragons. If there are few people, you can only choose two or three types."

Chen Lingjun nodded and said, "The master said this. He has figured it out for a long time. He thought it was something mysterious."

A chestnut fell down, and Chen Lingjun, who was ready, quickly turned around.

It seems that there is a fool who is not enlightened in every rural village, and then Chen Lingjun is like the one who thinks it is not true. Haha, is there any? We don’t have one here.

Chen Ping'an walked back to Niping Lane, and passed by the Cao family's ancestral home. He looked at the next room next to the left of his ancestral home, then walked into the yard, and poured water into the tank with Chen Lingjun.

Nuanshu and Xiaomili had prepared bowls and chopsticks, and sat around the table in the main house, and ate the dragon beard noodles that should have tasted light. However, Nuanshu specially brought several dried vegetables that she picked and dried by herself. Chen Ping'an and a few of them ate delicious foods. Chen Lingjun, who was sitting at the door, finished a bowl, coughed, and tapped the chopsticks, indicating that a stupid girl had some strength in her eyes. Just as Chen Ping'an pushed the hollow bowl with a light touch. Chen Lingjun immediately stood up, and a white bowl in one hand, asking the master to wait for a while, and went to the kitchen to pick the noodles.

After sitting back, Chen Lingjun rolled up a large chopstick noodles, blew his breath, and asked, "Master, Zheng Dafeng is really going to Xiandu Mountain."

Zheng Dafeng was about to leave as soon as he returned to the mountain of Depot. Chen Lingjun must be the one who was most disappointed. It would be more exciting if he could chat and fuck with Dafeng brothers every day.

Chen Ping'an said: "I will persuade him again."

Although Zheng Dafeng had found a lot of reasons before, there was only one real reason, to give way to the Xianwei.

Cui Dongshan's kind invitation only gave Zheng Dafeng an excuse to convince Chen Ping'an and Xianwei.

Chen Lingjun felt relieved. The master was willing to go on his own and try to keep him. If he had to cooperate and beat the side drum, he would be somewhat sure to stay with the Dafeng brothers.

Chen Lingjun said vaguely: "Because I didn't know the exact time when the master returned to his hometown, Li Huai took his young fellow Taoist away from the dragon boat ferry and went directly to the academy."

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Li Huai and Neng Taoist, who had attended the Huangliang School Peak Ceremony with Chen Lingjun and Guo Zhujiu, did not return to Niujiao Du together, because Li Huai had to go to Shanya Academy quickly and had a wise man, but he was different. Now some academy affairs require him to be present.

In addition, Chen Ping'an had already replied to Senior Brother Mao and sent a letter to Li Huai, saying the same thing, in the name of Shanya Academy, the young Taoist was invited to participate in the excavation of the Dadu in Tongyezhou. After all, the young Taoist had a hidden identity on the mountain where Li Huai was escorting. Shanya Academy would not make a big announcement about this matter, and the academy and the Confucian Temple would only record the secret files. Before being promoted to the Li Ji Academy, Mao Xiaodong was the deputy director of Shanya Academy who had been in charge of specific affairs for many years. He would discuss this matter with the academy, compared to Chen Ping'an.

It is naturally more appropriate. Mao Xiaodong is in the Confucian Temple Taoist throne, which is equivalent to being promoted to a Confucian Academy, especially the second-in-command of the Rites Academy. Shanya Academy and the Gao Dynasty of the Great Sui Dynasty were all honored. As for how Li Huai suddenly became a wise man named by the Confucian Temple, it is estimated that the Academy and Gao are still confused today. They are the kind of unexpected joy that people don’t know how to brag about the outside world. After all, you can’t be distracted from your conscience and say that Li Huai from our academy is well-read and is a first-class study seed, right?

Those Masters and gentlemen who were born in the academy may have the only impression of Li Huai, who is probably that they are studying hard and always have the lowest grades?

Chen Lingjun sighed from the bottom of his heart: "We have become a wise man in the academy, and Li Huai is also a fool, and I have always seen people very accurately. I am only on Li Huai's side, so I missed it."

Nuanshu looked at Chen Lingjun silently, and Xiaomili sighed and shook her head.
To be continued...