Dream Guide

There is a mulberry tree in the mulberry garden, which is more than ten feet high. Its pods ripen when they are three years old and can cure children's diseases. There is a giant crow on the tree, shaped like a falcon, which eats people's souls at night. No one dares to get close to it.

Bi Shenghua looked at the Republic of China edition of Wu County Chronicles in her hand and couldn't help laughing. This is the only content related to Mulberry Garden recorded in this version of the county annals, and it is in the twelfth volume of the anecdotes. Most of the strange stories are folk anecdotes about strange powers and chaos, which are no better than Liaozhai. However, the old academics who wrote county chronicles did not have Pu Songling's talent, and they had to abide by the rigor of county chronicles as historical materials, so they had to write nondescript Wild history style.

However, the article about the mulberry garden is written concisely and vividly. Lifespan seems to have seen the mulberry garden back then. In the dark night, a big bird flew out from the huge canopy and circled silently in the sky several times, with red eyes. Pedestrians staring at the ground.

People dare not come out at night for fear of being eaten by big birds. People who have to travel at night due to emergencies always keep large elbows of meat at home, marinate it with sauce, and offer it to Juwu when they go out to ensure their own safety. Over time, the bird developed the habit of eating soy elbow...

Of course, this is all lifelong fantasy. As she watched and thought, she was amused by her own imagination and kept laughing to herself.

She didn't know why she suddenly wanted to read the county journal. It was probably because she had been too busy recently. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Xiao Qi and Mo Yu are taking care of the bar business, which has been going smoothly. Even when people sent by Hou Biao are around, no one dares to mess up the place. In a few days, the bar will be closed for the holidays. This is what Yishenghua has always insisted on. No matter how good the business is, it will not delay everyone's return home for the New Year.

She had been in the Wuzhong Library these days, looking through the county annals, and only then found a few items related to Mulberry Garden. In addition to the one recorded in the Wu County Chronicle above, there are two others, namely:

Pingjiang Zhi Wanli edition forty volumes of character chronicles: Pingjiang native Sang Yun, named Lin Xi, after Tang Sang Daomao, was good at Taiyi Dunjia, reclusive, and could not be summoned by Emperor Shizong. He lived on the left side of the river, planted mulberry trees everywhere, and raised silkworms to enjoy his nature. , named Mulberry Garden, the villagers are all rich.

Wu Zhi and Qianlong Edition of Thirty-two Volumes of Fengwu Zhi: The best silk is the red silk reeled in the Hua Mulberry Garden. Its quality is better than that produced in the Weaving House. It may be said that wild mulberry silkworms are fed with human blood, so it is The silk is as red as blood, and no one dares to wear it.

Bi Shenghua had heard of Sang Daomao, an alchemist from the Tang Dynasty. He seemed not to be seen in official history, but was a figure in unofficial history. He was probably a fortune teller with some magical powers. As for Sang Yun, she had never heard of it. If what Pingjiang Zhi recorded was true, then this Sang Yun should be the first generation owner of Sang Yuan.

But in the story passed down from ancestors, the owner of Mulberry Garden was named Hua, not Sang. There was only three generations between her great-great-grandfather and the present. It would not be a mistake to get the surname of the old master's family wrong, but Mulberry Garden's It seems more reasonable that the owner's surname is Sang.

She was certain that there was red silk recorded in the Qianlong edition of Wu Zhizhong, because it was mentioned in the story passed down by her great-grandfather that it was said that Mulberry Garden specializes in a kind of silk, and the silk cloth woven into it does not need to be dyed, and is naturally red. It is especially loved by dignitaries, but unfortunately the output is very small. This kind of silk can only be extracted from cocoons made by wild silkworms on the big mulberry tree. Only three to five kilograms of cocoons can be produced in a year, and less than six taels of silk are drawn. It takes several years to weave. Bring out a piece of silk cloth.

However, feeding human blood to silkworms must be fake. Although Bishenghua is not engaged in biochemical research, as a modern person, of course he knows that silkworms only eat mulberry leaves and not blood. Even if they are fed human blood, it is impossible. Feed the silk red, because that's not even the same thing.

There are three county records in total. Two of the records about crows and red silk are half true and half false, so the other one is probably also half true and half false. Thinking about it this way, Bi Shenghua felt that Sang Yun probably existed. As for whether Sang Daomao would be able to master Taiyi Dunjia after Sang Daomao, that was another question.

If you look at it this way, either the owner of the Sang Garden has changed, or the Hua family was originally named Sang but changed it later.

Bishenghua rummaged through the county journals again, but couldn't find anything else, so she put the county journals back to their original places and left the library.

When she returned to Liuying Lane, she saw several people measuring distances on the street with surveying tools. She thought it was someone from a map company doing surveying and mapping, so she didn't pay much attention. After walking in, I found several people measuring around the old willow tree, and some were measuring the diameter of the tree.

Bishenghua felt something was wrong, so she went over and asked, "What are you doing?"

The man holding the measuring tape said, "Man, it's not easy to move this tree from the Garden and Culture Bureau!"

"Move it away?" Bi Shenghua thought she heard wrongly, "Why should the tree be moved away?"

"Your area needs to be demolished and renovated. This tree is hundreds of years old and is protected by the state. It needs to be removed before construction."

"This tree cannot be moved!" Bishenghua said loudly.

"Who are you?" The surveyor looked at her inexplicably, "It doesn't matter whether you move it or not. The Park Culture Bureau has the final say!"

Bishenghua knew it was useless to tell him, so she turned around and left.

She first went to Director Liu from the street and asked her what was going on. Director Liu said that the plan for the Liuying Lane old street renovation project had been put forward a few years ago. According to the notice just issued by the superiors, the project has been approved in principle.

Bi Shenghua knew that when the street originally consulted residents for their opinions on the old street renovation project, everyone was happy, but Bi Shenghua was the only one who disagreed. The reason she didn't agree was that the project occupied Lao Liushu's land. Later, when the project application was submitted, it was completely ignored. Bishenghua thought it was over, but she didn't expect that it would be approved again.

Director Liu said, "Don't worry Huahua. According to the plan, your old house will be returned to you after the renovation is completed. The government will compensate for the loss of the bar and will never let you lose money. Sister, I will help you strive for the highest compensation standard."

Life Flower said: "Where is the tree? Why should the tree be moved?"

Director Liu said: "There is nothing we can do. The place where it grew is so good that it cannot be renovated unless it is removed."

Bishenghua said: "Trees have nothing to do with transformation, right?"

Director Liu said: "I have nothing to do, but the renovation of the old street requires investment from developers in addition to the government. The developers have changed the plan. They must move it, but we have no choice. Now the government has also approved it, and the Garden Culture Bureau has also come. I’m dead, what do you want me to do?”

Life Flower said: "No! The tree cannot be moved!"

Director Liu said: "Oh, Huahua, why are you trying to sneeze at me! I'm just a little director, I can't do anything. Besides, the tree won't die if it's moved, and the 600-year-old camphor tree in the south of the city won't be moved either. It’s okay, it’s okay!”

Bishenghua said resolutely: "No! Whoever dares to touch that tree will be the one I'm in trouble with!"

Director Liu was a little unhappy and said, "Go and talk to the city leaders, talk to the developers, don't be impatient with me! I'm here for the good of our neighbors, and my good intentions turn into bad things for you!"

Bishenghua asked: "Who is the developer?"

Director Liu said: "Xishan Real Estate Development Company, oh, you should know their boss, his name is Huang Ziqiang."

Upon hearing this, Bi Shenghua took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. When the call was connected, she cursed: "Huang Ziqiang, what the hell are you planning on doing? You came to Liuying Lane for development and you didn't even say hello! What if the tree in front of my door... If one leaf is missing, I will settle the score with you!"

This phone call frightened Director Liu. The God of Wealth who had finally been invited was willing to pay to help develop the old street, which allowed the government to agree to the demolition and reconstruction project. If this was scolded away, Liuying Lane would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse. Wait for the opportunity.

Director Liu's face was as ugly as overnight pork liver. She no longer cared about the reputation of her neighbors, and finally slapped the table: "What's the matter with you? If you mess up such a good thing for me, your bar won't be the same." I want to keep driving!”

She dialed Huang Ziqiang's number again and said with a smile, "Mr. Huang, you just acted like an ignorant girl. Yes, you know me. I'm really sorry. I will educate you well. Don't worry, our demolition work in this area I will definitely do it well and I will never cause you any trouble! Ah...you want to come over?...Already on the way? Oh, okay, I'll wait for you."