It is said that one year, Emperor Qianlong had a whim and wanted to make another southern tour. The emperor's patrol team was huge, surrounded by a large group of people, and the local officials were very busy. When Gan Long and his party passed through Yanzhou, although they were caught in heavy rain on the north bank of Sihe River, it didn't affect them at all. When they crossed the Sihe River and came to the "clothes drying well" village in Xinglong Town, Gan Long ordered a rest. It is said that the name of the village "clothes drying well" was named after Emperor Qianlong once dried a robe soaked by rain on the well platform at the head of the village.
After Ganlong hung his robe, he ordered Dashi Village to be driven away. Gan Long chose to camp in Dashi Village for historical reasons. At the beginning, Emperor Kangxi, the grandfather of Qianlong, passed by this village during his southern tour and was warmly welcomed and entertained by the villagers. In order to welcome the holy driving, 48 mu of land was spent on tea alone. So Emperor Kangxi not only gave him a blue shirt before he left to drive, but also personally wrote a plaque for this village, so this village was called Dashi Village, which later became the name of this village. On this southern tour, Gan Long specially chose to camp in Dashi Village, with the purpose of personally experiencing the folk customs of this village that Grandpa Kangxi once praised.
After Ganlong camped in Dashi Village, he had nothing to say all night. At that time, there was a rule in the Qing dynasty to go to the early dynasty, so I got up before dawn the next day, because I got into the habit all year round and woke up at the appointed time. After getting up, Qianlong didn't go to the early court, and there weren't many memorials. He had nothing to do, so he went to deal with Ji Yun (Ji Xiaolan), the courtier and editor-in-chief of Sikuquanshu who was patrolling. You two have something to say, and I have something to say. Ask and answer. When I was happy, I vaguely heard the drums in the distance. Ganlong thought at that time, no, according to the imperial calendar, today is a bad day for marriage. Why is there a wedding? Driven by curiosity, Emperor Qianlong and Ji Xiaolan left the camp in casual clothes and walked towards the wedding ceremony and drumming. Don't say that Sergeant Kingsguard followed the guards quickly and quietly, but after Gan Long and Ji Xiaolan touched the village, they saw a group of people carrying sedan chairs and beating up a parade. The two of them stepped aside to let the team pass. Suddenly, they found five people behind the sedan chair. They were wearing white coats, Dai Xiao hats and carrying funeral sticks. This time, Lord Qianlong was angry and thought it was a big event for people to get married. What are you doing in the back in mourning? This is not a wife-come along! I'm sure this is not a good thing. Look at my man. I threw my fan at the five people in mourning. Ganlong suddenly became emperor. Although he can't be said to be superb in martial arts, he has many ingenious tricks and stunts, but he is a yogi after all, and his kung fu is still there. Besides, at that time, I was in a rage, so it was natural to strike hard, so this model was fast and accurate. Passing 18-wheeler, before those guys in mourning could react, Lord Ganlong's royal fan flew "heaven" and hit the tallest guy's head, skewing his mourning hat. Suddenly, the five guys in mourning disappeared at once.
Ji Xiaolan stepped forward to help Emperor Qianlong find the imperial fan, handed it to him and asked in a low voice what to do next. Gan Long pointed to the farewell party that had gone away, and said, Follow them and see what moths will come out. By the way, which Mr. Feng Shui showed this happy family upside down that day.
The monarch and ministers followed the procession to the door of the next village to marry their daughter-in-law. At this time, Qianlong also felt a little tired. When he saw a tall Mazar near the gate, he sat on it. Ji Xiaolan stood by to wait on the coachman, and neither of them spoke until dawn. When a couple had finished worshipping heaven and earth, the wedding was about to be held, and nothing happened. Emperor Qianlong felt that there was no point in staying any longer, so he got up and wanted to leave. I didn't expect the wedding steward to come to him with a happy Lord at this moment, and respectfully asked him and Ji Xiaolan to come in and give a banquet, which was arranged in the chief and served by the master himself.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Emperor Qianlong got up and congratulated his master again, and gave the royal fan to his master as a gift for the newlyweds, and then asked the master which Mr. Feng Shui he wanted to see for him. The host got up and replied, to tell you the truth, this gentleman looking for auspicious days is a master of Feng Shui, known as Xiao Zhuge. Although today is really a good day to get married according to the imperial calendar, other people's marriages are really bad days in Zhuge's novels, but it is a good day for my family, and it can't be better. Don't look at today's wedding, there are five ghosts disturbing it, but Xiao Zhuge has decided that my family is protected by Qinglong and escorted to the door in person all the way, which can not only ensure the safety of the wedding, but also bless my future prosperity.
After hearing this, Emperor Qianlong said to himself, I, the real dragon emperor, have become their bodyguard and doorman. Although I feel very uncomfortable, I don't know my identity. Besides, today is somebody else's big day, and it's at the wedding reception, so it's not convenient to have an attack. I just secretly sigh that the people are really superior.
Afterwards, a discerning person recognized that the folding fan gift received by the music owner turned out to be the royal fan of the current emperor Qianlong, and only then did he understand why an unlucky day could be turned into an auspicious day. As a result, some local families, when their children remarried, put a piece of "Qinglong" written in red paper under the doormats on both sides of their own gates on their wedding night, which gradually evolved into a local folk custom. Later, it developed to sprinkle Qinglong, that is, on the way back from the wedding, when passing river bridges, culverts, villages, Woods, boulders, tall buildings and intersections, unmarried men sat in the first car, that is, the driveway, and sprinkled three or two little red notes with the words Qinglong.
Uh-huh, I copied and pasted it. I'm sorry I can't write well myself.