1983: From Land Sharing to Household Ownership

"Brother, are we not stopping yet?"

Wanling asked her brother curiously.

It has been more than half an hour since we set out from home. Everyone has been detouring along the foot of the mountains, but my brother still did not stop to look at the green mountains on the side.

However, their group's physical strength is very good, five mutant horses and two large dogs, naturally needless to say.

From the moment they set out to the present, how can there be any lack of physical strength?

It is estimated that after walking for another hundred or eighty miles, I will not be tired.

"Don't stop, keep heading towards the big stone mountain with two side-by-side peaks over there."

Wang Qiang walked unhurriedly in front of the team to lead the way. When he saw his sister asking, he said, "That stone mountain full of big bluestones is the highest mountain nearby, and it's called Phoenix Mountain."

"Wanling, you girls, maybe you don't know, Chen Lin should know a little, that mountain with a height of more than one thousand meters, because there are many plane trees on the mountain, it is called Phoenix Mountain."

My three younger sisters have never formally contacted and talked with other outsiders since they were young, nor have they gone to the village to play with their friends, so they have limited knowledge of the local customs and customs of Chacheng.

However, in the past six months, their knowledge and vision have rapidly increased, and they have also learned a lot.

But Phoenix Mountain, he has never mentioned it to them, so I don't know for sure.

Girl Chen Lin is different.

The bus station was originally a place where people came and went a lot in the tea city. Auntie Lin had several sisters who were very good friends in the bus station.

Everyone usually goes there, and they will inevitably talk about many situations in the tea city.

Moreover, Auntie Lin's friend Huang Qixiu, whom Wang Qiang had met once, looked like a woman with a big mouth, and she was the one who spoke bluntly.

Therefore, it is normal for Chen Lin, who has lived with Aunt Lin since childhood, to have heard of Phoenix Mountain.

After all, Mom has a woman with a big mouth as her best friend, and you don't want to hear some idle gossip.

"Well, Phoenix Mountain, I follow my mother and often visit Aunt Huang's house at our bus station. I've heard of it a few times."

Chen Lin really had heard of Phoenix Mountain. After all, it is quite famous. It is one of the very few mountains in the tea city with sycamore trees.

"Aunt Huang Qixiu said that Phoenix will never fall into a place without treasure. According to legend, there are treasures in Phoenix Mountain."

As Chen Lin moved forward steadily, she said, "In our tea city, in the Song Dynasty, when the king of the mountain was popular, I heard that there was a bold king of the mountain."

"He was the queen of Zhanshan, and he established a country directly in the tea city area, and became the real emperor of the earth."

"Unfortunately, he led the troops to fight very well. He directly shot down several nearby county towns, including Ping County, where Chacheng belonged at the time, and ransacked all the corrupt officials and officials, so he got a lot of treasures."

"Pingxian was a government at that time, and the area under its jurisdiction, including the tea city, was four or five hundred miles in diameter. There were many corrupt officials at that time."

"He did nothing to the common people, he was very popular at the time, and even exempted the imperial grain and national tax for countless years."

"Therefore, the King of the Mountain, who fought fiercely and won the hearts of the people, established a country that has lasted for decades!"

"It wasn't until after his death that the son who succeeded him failed to live up to his expectations, and the officers and soldiers dispatched by Yuecheng destroyed the country in one battle."

Chen Lin mentioned this allusion with reason and evidence. Obviously, her memory has been very good since she was a child, otherwise she would not remember it so clearly.

She paused, then said, "In legend, after the officers and soldiers won victory, they didn't find many treasures. They must have been hidden by the king of the mountain."

"According to rumors, the treasure is in Phoenix Mountain."

"But after nearly a thousand years, countless people have gone to explore, but have not found where the treasure is."

"After the Ming Dynasty, gradually, this rumor was talked about as a joke."

Chen Lin girl was shaking her head and said, "The hole may not come to the wind. If the rumors in history are true, and the emperor is also true, there is a possibility that the treasure place exists."

"However, it's uncertain whether it's in Phoenix Mountain or not. Time has passed, and many things can no longer be studied."

"I think so too." Wang Qiang said, "I heard that this real emperor built a Taoist temple on Phoenix Mountain, and there are several Taoist gods enshrined in it."

"As long as we arrive at Phoenix Mountain, if we can see the Taoist temple built on the mountainside, we can be sure that this earth emperor really existed."

With the memories of later generations, Wang Qiang knew that Taoism really existed, and the legend of the emperor was also true.

It's just a mystery whether there is a hidden treasure. Even in the memory of later generations, no one has ever found it.

However, since the legend of the Tu Emperor is true, the treasure trove is also true in all likelihood.

Hearing Chen Lin's words, Wan Jun and her twin sister were immediately very interested, and for a while, they surrounded the girl Chen Lin, chatting non-stop.

Phoenix Mountain is only about ten miles away from Dacha Mountain.

Even if it takes a lot of detours, the distance will not exceed fifteen miles.

Wang Qiang and his group, Da Ma and Da Gou were not ordinary people. Therefore, not long after, everyone came to the mysterious foot of Phoenix Mountain.

Everyone stopped and looked at the rumored Phoenix Mountain.

I only saw this Phoenix Mountain. There were two peaks standing side by side on the mountainside. The top was like a pair of twin big steamed buns, which were round.

This kind of mountain is somewhat magical, and it can be called the magic work of nature.

Although its two peaks look very steep, the slopes are very small down the mountainside, and the area is about the size of nearly two of the big tea mountains.

From the mountainside down, plane trees can be seen everywhere.

The sycamore tree here is a green tung tree, a real Chinese sycamore with thousands of years of history.

It is very different from the plane trees mentioned by later generations.

According to myths and legends, the sacred tree where the phoenix inhabits is the green tung tree, which is one of the most famous trees in ancient China.

However, since the 1980s, a large number of foreign species have invaded, and various foreign sycamore species have flooded the country.

Most of the people in the 21st century, more than 99% of them, think that those foreign, tall and large plane trees are the plane trees.

Most of the people have forgotten the native Qingtong tree, which is the real plane tree in ancient myths and legends.

The bronze tree is not too high, only about six or seven meters. The whole tree, whether it is branches, leaves, flowers, fruits, bark, etc., has high medicinal value and is edible.

After the 21st century, the real wild tung tree has rarely been seen, and almost all of them have been destroyed by indiscriminate deforestation.

The same is true of the blue tung trees that grow on Phoenix Mountain here in the tea city. After a few years, some people continue to buy them at high prices, and finally disappear completely in the long river of history.

The Qingtong tree has only one straight trunk, and the leaves are shaped like an open palm, but the fingers are a little bigger.

It is verdant throughout and is one of the best green trees in ancient times.

During the Qin and Han dynasties, the green tung tree was the most respected sacred tree among the people and officials. It was used as medicine and could also treat many diseases.

"Pity."

Wang Qiang looked at the verdant sycamore trees everywhere in the mountains, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

These sacred trees, which have been passed down in myths and legends for thousands of years in China, will soon be submerged in the long river of history, little known and deplorable.

"Even if I saw these green tung trees, I didn't come here in vain this time, it's already worth the fare."

A light flashed in Wang Qiang's eyes, and he said to himself.

He has decided to spend some time transplanting a large number of green tung trees to his own tea mountain for protection, lest this wild sacred tree will be completely submerged by the torrent of the times and will never be seen again in the tea city.

There are many artificially planted tung trees in later generations.

However, as with many artificially cultivated plants.

The artificially planted tung tree cannot be compared with the wild tung tree in all aspects.