A long time ago, the West Lake White Sand Causeway, from the Lone Mountain winding to here, there is only a small wooden bridge with no name, and the lakeshore tightly connected. Tourists to go to the Lone Mountain to play, have to go through this small wooden bridge, sun and rain, the bridge often to rot off, tourists are very inconvenient.
By the bridge, there is a simple cottage, living - a couple surnamed Duan. The two are kind-hearted, hardworking, the man in the lake fishing for a living, the woman in front of the door set up a wine stall, selling home brewed local wine. Because of the poor taste of the wine, customers rarely come to the door, business is slow.
One day, at sunset, the couple was about to close their business, when a ragged white-haired old man came, saying he had traveled a long way and was penniless, and asked to stay the night. Duan family couple see him old and poor, warmly stay with him, but also burned a carp caught from the West Lake, playing a bowl of home brewed wine, hospitality to the old man. The old man was not polite, and drank three bowls in a row, then fell on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning when the white-haired old man said goodbye, said: "Thank you for your kind hospitality, I have three wine medicine here, can help you brew a good wine." Saying this, he took out three red wine pills and said goodbye.
The Duan family put the old man's three wine pills in the brewing tank, and the wine that came out was scarlet in color, sweet and mellow, with an overwhelming aroma. From then on, every day customers, the Duan family scarlet wine famous Hangzhou, business is more and more prosperous day by day. Mr. and Mrs. Duan's family tore down their cottage and built a restaurant. In order to thank the white-haired old man, they saved up a sum of money, ready to thank him properly.
The years passed, and three years passed. This winter, the West Lake snow, white-haired old man braved the snow to come to the Duan family restaurant. The couple was overjoyed to see their benefactor arrive and kept the old man in their home for a long time. However, the old man had to say goodbye the next day. At the time of farewell, the Duan family couple took out 300 taels of silver and gave it to the old man. The old man smiled and declined, saying: "Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Duan for your kindness, but I am a lonely old man, why do I need so much money? You'd better use it in the most important place!" Said, will step on the snow to the small bridge to go. Mr. and Mrs. Duan family stood in the doorway to see off, only to see the old man just stepped on the small wooden bridge, a slip, the bridge board broken, the old man also fell into the lake. The couple rushed to the rescue, and suddenly saw the white-haired old man stood on the lake, as if walking on a flat surface, smiling and waving to them, drifting away.
The Duan family realized that the white-haired old man was not a mortal. Thinking of the old man's parting words, they used that silver money to build a tall green stone arch bridge at the original small wooden bridge, and also built a pavilion at the end of the bridge. From then on, the tour of the West Lake people, and not afraid of slippery bridge break it.
The townspeople miss the good deeds of the Duan family couple to build the bridge, they called the bridge Duan family bridge. Later, because of the "Duan", "broken" homophonic, so known as the broken bridge.
The Bridge of Releasing Life, which spans the Cao Gang River at the eastern end of Zhujiajiao Town, is one of the ten scenic spots of Zhuli (Zhujiajiao). It was built in the fifth year of the Longqing period of Ming Dynasty (1571 A.D.) by the monks of the temple, and the monk, Sex Chiu, had stipulated that only the turtles were allowed to be released under the bridge, and no nets were allowed to be used for catching them, so it was named the Bridge of Releasing Life
The Origin of the Immortal Bridge
In the ancient times, the place where the Bridge of Immortal was located was called the White Dragon Stream, and the bottom of the stream was unpredictable, in which six white dragons coiled up and made trouble for the local people. Local people every year to send boys and girls and cattle and sheep offerings, a little bit of bad, winter winds, summer rainstorms, disasters constantly, the people were coated. If the local people go up the mountain to fetch firewood, and if they mistakenly enter the White Dragon Cave, they will become the food of the six white dragons.
Ho Xian Gu, who was practicing in Jin Ge Mountain, was so angry that she decided to do something for the people, despite the fact that she was a shallow practitioner. He and the six white dragons from the ground to the air, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, until the fight until the darkness of the sky. The whole year fought for seventy-seven forty-nine days, the six dragons fled into the deep water stream in defeat, He Xianqiu from the waist to pull out a peach strainer, fished out the six white dragons, and set them on the White Dragon Stream for people to go up to the mountain to pass through.
Day after day, the six white dragons became six pieces of stone floating between the two cliffs. The bridge was named the Immortal Bridge in honor of He Xianqiu, who had done so much to rid the people of evil.
The origin of Tengqiao is as early as before the Ming Dynasty, Tengqiao has been an important passage from Fuzhou to Fujian and Guangdong.
At that time, there were several small villages such as Xikengguo, Yanqiaokou, Zhangjiakou, Vertigo Park, Yangjiaxiang, Qiujiapai and so on scattered on both sides of the road. During the Ming Dynasty, the Luo Clan moved to the village. Due to the rapid growth of the population, the village gradually expanded, and gradually became a larger village with Qiu Jia Pai, Dry Bridge Pass and other small villages.
At that time, there was a small river in front of the village, on which there was a wooden bridge for people to cross. There was a huge maple tree next to the wooden bridge, and the tree was attached to a Ficus carota vine that wrapped around its body, and as the Ficus carota vine grew and flourished, many of the vines fluttered in the wind and wrapped themselves around the bridge. The people who traveled here called it "Vine Bridge Village".
Once, a governor rode his horse across the bridge, and suddenly tripped over the vines on the side of the bridge and fell into the river under the bridge. Later, when asked about the name of the village "Tengqiao", the official said that the water and grass here are unfavorable, all to go, and change the water to "horse", that is, "Teng" word. The name "Tengqiao" is derived from this.
The Legend of Jiuxianqiao
In the past, Jiuxianqiao area in the eastern suburb of Beijing was a very desolate place, and from the names of the nearby places, such as Liugong Tomb and Prince's Tomb, we know that in the past this area was a cemetery for the dignitaries. Twenty years ago, I saw a fragmentary stele at the riverside of Jiuxianqiao. The base of the stele was a beautifully carved turtle, and the stele body and the base had been separated by a distance of a few meters; the left side of the fragmentary stele was in Manchu, and the right side was in Chinese, which I didn't recognize. ...I am very sorry ......". Visible tomb owner is not an ordinary person.
So where did the place name Jiuxianqiao come from? In the past in today's Juxianqiao to the west of 800 meters or so there is a less than twenty meters long and five, six meters wide stone bridge, stone bridge is composed of many half-meter wide stone strips, each stone every 10 centimeters on the carving of the sink, rainy days will not be stagnant, usually pedestrians, carriages will not be slippery, the bridge has been invisible, but that bridge is the name of Juxianqiao referred to Juxianqiao, Juxianqiao story has to be The story of the bridge has to be told from the beginning.
The bridge is located in the past on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, in the stone bridge in this section of the canal is called the dam river, now the eastern suburbs of Beijing and the east dam river, west dam river two names, is due to the lack of water in the farmland to build dams to store water to the name. In the north of the stone bridge there is a temple, the temple is facing south, the temple is not big, not twenty meters wide, is a two into the courtyard, in the front yard there are three very tall pine trees, from a distance can be seen, the temple location is very desolate, but there is no shortage of incense money, the temple's old host took in a small orphan, first teach him to help cook, then teach him to carry water. The monks called him "Stool," and he lived in the front yard's gatehouse, which had a window into the courtyard so that guests could call out to Stool through the window, even when the doors to the entire yard were closed.
Day by day, the stool has been in the temple for many years, from childhood to adolescence to youth, he has become accustomed to the life here, that he is a member of the temple, and now the entire small temple of the picking water, cooking, cleaning the yard, and some of the miscellaneous work are all he undertook, the old presiding officer is to watch him grow up, but also from the heart to like him, know that he does not want to enter the Buddhist sect, so that he is free to do some things for the future marriage of the bride. The old presidency has watched him grow up and loves him from the bottom of his heart.
The stool made the baklava is very delicious, in addition to the majority to meet the monks to eat, the remaining stool will be used to sell, to the Ching Ming Festival or some generations in the imperial court as the anniversary of the death of the official, the stool's business is very good, loaded with copper money in the clay pots are full, the stool was asked to play a wooden money cabinet, the money cabinet is a two-tiered, the bottom layer of large money, the top of the money on the loose money.
One day only after four, someone came to knock on the stool's window, stool in a daze that someone wants to buy his pancakes, the pancakes to the window, open the window, due to the darkness of the night, the stool can not see the face of the people who came from the person was outlined by the figure of the body of the white clothes outlined a young woman, her voice is a little bit soft, or maybe it is a white dress, so that the stool feel her voice! A little cold, she only need a baked cake, but gave stool one or two silver, stool said he did not have so much money to find, the visitor said do not have to find. Stool also afraid of people say he want ill-gotten gains, he subconsciously put the silver in the lower part of the money cabinet.
The next day during the day, the stool did not feel anything special, but also as usual in the temple work, but to the four he woke up, and sure enough after a while, and someone to knock on his window, the stool from the sound of know or yesterday's woman, she still just a burnt cake but gave the stool a couple of silver, the stool or received. The woman came to the stool every day after the fourth shift to buy baklava, but the stool has not been able to see the woman's appearance.
This day is the 15th of August, the stool counted the money in the lower layer of his money cabinet has twenty two, he would like to see the woman in the end what looks like, he did not close the window, the moon hangs in the sky, the stool open eyes lying in bed, the moonlight shines through the window at the stool's feet on the table by the window, because the window is facing the east of the sake of, the moonlight in the table to draw a bright line, the bright line to the window is by the moonlight to the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table, the moonlight on the table. The bright line to the window was a curtain made up of moonlight, the curtain shook gently, and shiny silver spots slid downward from the top, and again small bright spots floated upward from the bright line of the table, which was actually dust. Pine trees in the yard by the autumn wind to rustle the branches and leaves, the corner of the wall there are autumn bugs chirping, stool heart a little bleak, grew up so big did not experience the warmth of family, not to mention the warmth of romance, he is very lonely in this world. It is again the fourth shift, stool a little want her ......
Suddenly, stool saw her shadow appeared outside the window, but why she did not cover a trace of moonlight? The stool did not feel afraid at all, he jumped up from the bed in a flash, came to the window, by the moonlight, the stool saw the face of this generous woman for the first time, perhaps the stool has seen too few women, in his eyes this person woman is simply beautiful like heavenly fairies, she is a big eye, shiny and sparkling, the curved eyebrows and the eyes with so harmonious, straight straight and small nose, small mouth, although lack of some Although she lacked some redness, her complexion was like unadulterated white jade. The stool was stunned by the beauty of the woman in front of her, her mouth opened so wide that she couldn't close it.
The stool was dumbfounded for an unknown period of time before he asked the woman, who always visited late at night, if she was also buying fire tonight, and the woman said, "No, I'm saying goodbye to you today, and I won't be coming back again". The stool asked the woman to wait a moment, he wanted to come out and talk to her for a while, the woman nodded gently, and after just a soft smile, the stool was intoxicated by her smile, he instantly fell in love with the woman in front of him.
The woman told the stool, her nickname is Dimple, she was born in the lower middle class family, her father is brewing, and because her parents see her beautiful and have two small dimples, so give her this name, she grew to fifteen years old, because she fell into a very beautiful, was a court governor, although the governor is more than thirty years older than the dimple, but her parents feel that after the dimple will be the wife of the governor, live a good life. Mrs. Governor, live a good life, agreed to this marriage, who knows that the life of dimple bitter, the second year of marriage, the Governor is not yet fifty years old, died, the Governor favorite concubine dimple, want her to accompany the burial, that day, the Governor's family gave her poisoned wine, dimple's soul to leave her physical body floated up, she saw herself and the Governor buried together in the stone bridge two miles southeast of the place, the heart of dimple is not willing to ah, she was precisely the She was only in her 28th year, she hadn't even had time to enjoy life yet.
Listening to Dimple's story, the stool felt sorry for her. He wanted to warm Dimple's hand with his own, but he didn't have the ability to do so, and he wanted Dimple to be a human being instead of a ghost. The stool foolishly asked Dimple, "How good would it be if you could come back to life?" , Dimple replied to Stool, "If you truly love me, you will find a way, love will bring you wealth."
"What way, what do you want me to do?"
"The money I gave you before was plutonium, you'll see that when you go back and look at it today, but if you do what I say you can get more than that, but it will cost you a lot, and you can easily fail in your endeavors."
"And what exactly do I need to do?"
"I need a man to love me for thirty years and not have the slightest emotional involvement with any other woman during that time, can you do that?"
"I can!"
"But by the time we can be together, we'll both be old. Can you really hold out?"
"I can if you just let me see you."
"In the future, you'll be able to see me every year on the fourth watch of the night of August 15, but we won't see each other for more than a quarter of an hour, so you'd better be waiting for me at my grave by the fourth watch."
Dimple was gone like a gust of wind before his words were finished.
Stool went back inside and took out the money box, it already felt much lighter, and opening the lower level again, he wasn't at all surprised that all that silver had turned into paper money. But he firmly believed in what Dimple said, love will bring wealth; in fact, in Stool's heart, even if love Dimple will not bring wealth, he is willing.
After meeting on that day, the stool was counting the days, one long night of longing felt so bitter, but the stool heart has the hope of the full moon on the fifteenth day of the eighth month, looking forward to the moment of meeting, that is really just a moment ah.
Stool still cooks for the temple monks, picks water, sells some baklava himself, and lives a simple, lonely life. When it gets cold, he cuts wood for the temple and burns a fire to keep the monks warm; when it snows, the dam river freezes over even though it is flowing; when winter gets deeper, stools have to wear a cotton-padded jacket when they do their work; when the Spring Festival arrives, the festival is of no significance to stools; when spring comes, the river opens up and the magpies began to call on the three pine trees, but the sky is still a little cool; the wildflowers by the river bloomed, stool remembered that the appearance of the dimple is more delicate than the flowers, more beautiful, the heart is happy, stool often went to the dimple's grave, for her grave to fill in some soil, planted some wildflowers; the summer came, the grass by the river grows so high, the frogs in the river on the summer night called a piece of the stool in the night often dreamed of dimples, dreaming of dimples laughing, stool in the dream also smiled. He laughed in his dream too, he padded the soil for Dimple's grave, and for days he slowly built the green stone steps in front of Dimple's grave; finally waiting for autumn, the autumn cicadas screamed mournfully in the pine trees, Stool hoped that the time would pass quickly, and come to the 15th of August a little bit earlier, and just a few nights before coming to the 15th of August, Stool had insomnia.
This day is finally waiting to come, only after three stool with their own moon cakes on the departure, stone bridge in the moonlight color like jade, the river waves in the moonlight sparkling light, stool toward the cemetery, he has built a good dimple for the grave of the green stone steps, a round moon hanging high in the sky, stool sitting on the green stone steps, the autumn wind will be added to the corner of the shirt he did not fasten the blue cloth, blowing up, many days without rain, the moonlight will be a little bit too much, and the wind will be a lot of rain. Blow up, many days without rain, the grass is dry and yellow, blown by the wind dry sound, has been this cemetery no one, only the moon knows the stool on the dimples of the thoughts, and the curved dam river water knows the stool once walked day by day. The stool is anxiously waiting for that moment to come, and afraid of that moment to come, because they only have a moment of time.
Finally to the fourth shift, just in front of the stool is still his night and day in front of the road, and now the dimple in front of him, or that a white dress, graceful posture, the stool stood up, approached the dimple, silver moonlight, dimple looks more pure, more beautiful, the stool clearly saw dimple's eyes are filled with tears, the stool grasped the hand of the dimple, staring at her affectionately, dimple asked the stool: "How did you get through this year, do you miss me?" .
"I think about you all the time!"
"I know all that, but you're going to have to stick it out for thirty years, can you still do it?"
"I love you, and I'll wait for you even if it takes longer."
"Do you see my tears?"
"I see them, why aren't you happy?"
"I also miss you ah, you wait for my tears to stay in my dimples, with a reed to take the tears in my dimples, and then well preserved in a small altar, afraid of the tears to dry out, add some of the water from this river to the altar, and seal the altar well, you know? When you miss me, open it and smell it, the altar smells of me."
"Good, I know", stool quickly went to find reeds, cut off the cleanest one, flew back to the dimples, the dimples of the tears in the dimples of the dimples of the tears sucked into the reeds, after that stool saw the dimples of the dimples of the tears laughed, laughed flirtatious, lovable and compassionate. The stool looked at the dimple with joy and wanted to kiss it, but time is a mischievous and teasing fellow, and when it wants to stay it slips away very quickly, and the dimple was heard to say, "Remember what I have just said." , Dimple disappeared silently in front of the stool.
Stool was only flabbergasted for a moment, remembering Dimple's words, he carefully held the reed, and ran back to the temple, he did as Dimple had said, found a small altar, blew Dimple's tears into the altar, and went to the dam river and took a small spoonful of the river's water and poured it into the altar, and then sealed the altar.
From this point on, whenever the stool wants to dimple he will open the altar, the altar issued a light fragrance, the stool has long forgotten dimple said love can bring wealth words, stay in the stool in the mind only thoughts.
From the small temple to the dimple's grave is only two miles away, walking more clearly out of a road, in this road can always be seen late at night the figure of the stool. This is a guide to the thoughts of the road, a tie with the love of the road, the dust on the road know their stories, the stone bridge know the weight of the stool loves, when the stool from the stone bridge walked past, the stone bridge can feel the stool footsteps of the shock.
Another spring to fall, written here quickly, but you know how the stool's three hundred and sixty-five days over? Stool prepared the reeds first this year, thinking that if Dimples still wanted him to use them to fetch tears from her dimples, he was prepared so he could save some time and talk to Dimples a little longer.
The moon was still big and full this year, and by the time Stool saw Dimples appear, Dimples had already seen the reed in Stool's hand, the reed Stool had prepared with care, and the mooncake Stool had made for Dimples, which Dimples hadn't had time to eat last year.
"Stool, you still need to go find a reed, the old one won't work, you need a new one intercepted down." , Stool was on the verge of crying himself as he looked at the tears of love in Dimple's eyes, but he still had to listen to Dimple and go find a new reed.
Like last year, when Stool drew the tears from Dimple's dimples with the reeds, he saw Dimple smile knowingly, and Stool's heart blossomed. Dimples asked Stool, "How does that altar of yours taste?"
"It's good, it smells good, it tastes just like yours"
"It's been a tough 365 days, hasn't it, how much longer can you hold out?"
"I will hold on, when you return to the sun and we are reunited."
"I miss you too." , Dimple had only finished the sentence before it disappeared again.
Stool again followed Dimple's words from last year, and blew Dimple's tears into the altar, added a spoonful of river water from the Dam River, and sealed it; in Stool's eyes, the altar just represented longing, and nothing else.
The third year, the stool is afraid to see each other did not quickly find new reeds, he asked for advice on how to plant reeds, learned he planted a large reed in the dimple graveyard next to the embankment, but this third year, the dimple and told the stool artificial planting can not be, it must be wild, and the time for them to get together is still so little.
Time went on like this, day by day, year by year, and in the tenth year, the moment they met, Dimple asked Stool, "You didn't do anything else with that altar?"
"I think that altar is just something to take out and smell when I'm thinking of you, it has a very fresh smell, the smell of you."
"All you have to do is take out a little bit of my tears and put it in a barrel full of water, and that water can be turned into wine, and you can go and sell the wine, and it's sure to be a good seller."
But Stool didn't do what Dimples said, he thought what's the use of asking for money anymore, nothing was more important than thinking about Dimples.
The time just like this year after year, the twenty-ninth year, the stool still live in the small temple, living a lonely, poor days, although he has changed from a young man into an old man, sideburns have gray, he thought of the future, looking forward to the reunion with dimple day, think of the future of their lives need some money, he in this last year before a full altar full of dimple tears open, just with a drop of tears in the altar, and the dimple tears. Just with a drop of water from the altar, the barrel filled with water from the dam river smelled of wine.
He took the barrels to sell next to the stone bridge, and the people who drank them all appreciated them, and the business of the stools was red-hot at once. As Dimple said, your love can bring you wealth, just half a year's work, stool by selling wine earned one hundred and eighty silver.
Stool was not a money-grubber, he had the income from the wine, he still insisted on making baklava, but his baklava was given to those who bought wine, and those who didn't have any food to eat, and he no longer collected money.
Stool has been waiting for the dimple thirty years, he has been looking forward to with his love can make the dimple return to the sun, together to live an ordinary life, stool and dimple's thirtieth meeting time is coming, this day stool has been waiting for thirty years, August 14th of the day stool as usual to the dam river with a barrel to drink water, he felt someone in the bushes secretly monitor his actions, stool and did not pay attention.
August 15 this day, the stool did not like half a year since the fourth shift to go to the dam river to fetch water, he wanted to go to see the dimple, this day the dimple is not the fourth shift to come out, she is only after the third shift to the stool to live in the direction of the temple to go, she walked to the stone bridge when the tears, because the king of hell reneged on the promise, she can never return to the sun, and will never be able to be together with her beloved stool, today is the last time they meet, and is the last time they meet, and is also the first time that they meet, and is the first time to meet. is the last time they meet, and it is goodbye forever.
The stool came out of the small temple, and immediately saw the dimple, he was happy to run to the dimple, thinking that from now on they will never have to be separated, but when he learned that this last quarter of an hour is the goodbye of her and him, the stool's heart is like a knife, but the stool did not accompany the dimple together with the tears, he wants to let this last quarter of an hour to become the dimple beautiful memories, he quietly and dimple holding hands along the river and keep moving forward.
He wanted to keep looking at Dimple just like that, watching her until the moment she disappeared.
There was a jealous man who peeked into the stool's secret, and he told people that the only time to go down from the stone bridge at the fourth watch and fetch a barrel of river water from the dam river was the wine, in fact, it was because on the 14th day of the 8th month, there happened to be a tear of Dimple's in the river that was caught up by him, and when the man said that, no one bought the stool's wine any more.
In fact, the stool also no longer want to sell wine, August 16th that day, the stool with a full of dimple tears of the altar from the stone bridge jumped into the dam river, he was like this and looking for dimple to go, this day from the stone bridge to the West Dam River wine aroma wafted thirty miles, and even the air is the wine of the fragrance of the fragrant fragrance.
But since then people can no longer drink stool wine, they thought stool is the wine fairy, in order to commemorate the wine he once brought to everyone, his life life, but also where he went to the place of this stone bridge was renamed the wine fairy bridge.
Suzhou "Fengqiao" origin
A temple can only have a monk in charge, cold mountain and pick up two monks in a temple, who as a good host? The two monks were very polite, and they pushed and pushed, but to no avail. This temple is only his two monks, it does not matter, until one after another to recruit a group of small monks in, there is a problem. The young monks asked, "Old monk, which sutra to recite today," Hanshan said, "You should ask Master Shide first." The little monk went to ask Shide, Shide said: "Still should ask Han Shan master." They respected each other, but the little monk suffered, how to entertain the guests, how much incense oil to buy, who to send to collect firewood, and so on. The little monk is at a loss, there are opinions, it is difficult to barely blah blah blah blah blah blah. Little monk's words to Cold Mountain, pick up the ears, the two discussed again, push and push, or no results. At this time came an old peasant woman, said: "two masters do not humble, I come to give you an idea. You compare your skills, and the one with the most skills will be the head monk, which is the fairest." Cold Mountain, pick up the first listen, is a way, but, than what, the peasant woman pointed to a river in front of the temple, said, this river lacks a bridge, folks come and go by crossing the river, and inconvenient and dangerous, please show your magic, change a bridge out, which becomes out is which is the ability of the big. Monks do not fight words, so, not afraid of cold mountain pick up hidden spells, really pick up the first spell, the body of the monk's clothes off, to the river a throw, changed into a bridge, but unfortunately, no bridge support, a, the wind blew, look at it is going to be scraped down. Cold Mountain hastily will be in the hands of the Zen staff to the river side of a plug, the operation of magic, Zen staff suddenly turned into a tree, the tree towards the other side of the bank a spread, a bridge will be stable and lying on the river. The old peasant woman smiled and said, "It's still Cold Mountain who is more capable." Said a handkerchief towards the feet in front of a throw, handkerchief into a lotus flower, she stepped on the lotus flower rose into the air, cold mountain pick up to look up, it turned out that the old peasant woman is the Goddess of Mercy change. Cold Mountain had to do as a monk, the temple is also called "Cold Mountain Temple". Cold Mountain that Zen staff, is made of maple tree, the bridge is naturally called "maple bridge".
The origin of the Palm Bridge
Taizhou Youth Road South, the former Arts and Crafts Building in front of the door, earlier, the road here is the old three official temple in front of a ribbon of the river is divided into the north and south. There was a small bridge on the river, called the palm bridge, also known as the hidden dragon bridge. The body of the bridge of the palm of the bridge, the unity **** only two or three steps long, the bridge surface and the road on both sides of the river is almost flat. Because it is short and short, very inconspicuous, even a lot of sixty years old Taizhou, can not call the name of the bridge. In fact, called it palm bridge, not because of various reasons it is short, which has a story mile.
According to legend, this bridge in the Southern Tang Dynasty. At the beginning, Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin did not make a fortune before, once by the Northern Zhou Emperor Shizong's order to lead the troops to attack the South Tang, was defeated, only one person passed through this place, was found by the South Tang's soldiers and horses, they are closely chased over, it is very dangerous miles. Zhao Kuangyin emergency wisdom, towards the bridge to hide, half of the body inserted in the water. This back hundreds of pursuers, riding horses with swords, killing, in through the small bridge, the bridge because of the age of repair, was a large group of people stepped on the shaking, directly to collapse. This Zhao was afraid that he would be crushed under the bridge, and rushed to use both hands to support the top of the bridge. The pursuing soldiers chased to the front, see no one to affect the child, it is puzzled, the leader of the immediately guessed that Zhao Kuangyin may be hiding under the bridge, so, a wave of the hand called the two pro from the orders to run to the bridge, he then led the crowd to continue to come to the tent file in front of the chase to go. Two pro from ordered to run to the bridge, dial reed grass carefully look for some, but did not find traces, only to turn around to catch up with the brigade up to the order. Well, Zhao Kuangyin where to go miles? Originally, Mr. Zhao thought beforehand that the pursuit of soldiers after, there is still the possibility of looking for, so, isosceles triangle to the pursuit of soldiers through the small bridge, he immediately dialed the reeds, climbed up the north bank, darted away.
After the incident, some people inadvertently found under the bridge hole, behind the bridge, there are two deep large palm prints. Soon, this kind of thing spread, the name of the slap bridge she was gradually shouted up. Then later, Zhao Kuangyin ascended to the throne to do the Song Dynasty Emperor Taizu,
Dangyang Bridge origin
Dangyang Bridge is located in the northeast of the town of Yuyang in the county town of Dangyang, Jiaozhi Railway south, Jingdang highway line.
Dangyang Bridge, also known as the Damling Bridge, formerly known as the official bridge, is the place to welcome officials in the old days. Because of the Three Kingdoms Shu general Zhang Yide had in this cross spear broken bridge, so it is also known as the cross spear place. According to local legend, - the original construction of a dam here, the dam was built on the Zhang Zhao Shrine, so the name Damling Bridge.
In the fall of the thirteenth year of Jian'an in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao raised an army of more than half a million to the south and trapped Liu Bei in Dangyang, Liu Bei in the melee, abandoning his wife and rate of the people fled. Zhang Fei rate more than twenty riders to break the back, to the Damling Bridge, see Cao Cao's troops to chase, then a man on horseback at the bridge, said loudly, "I am Zhang Yide also, who dares to fight with me to the death?" His voice like thunder, the enemy dare not close, Cao's troops retreat, Zhang Yide will be small bridge demolition. The story of Zhang Fei drinking off the bridge water flow backward, passed down to this day, famous in China and abroad. Because the bridge in the territory of Dangyang, history also called the bridge "Dangyang Bridge".