The story took place in During the Zhidao period of the Northern Song Dynasty, many fire-watching buildings were built in Bianjing City. According to the records of " Tokyo Menghualu ", during the Song Renzong period, the fire prevention in Bianjing City was very strict. Every three hundred steps away, there would be "firefighters" on duty. No matter how cold and hot, someone had to be on duty. Wherever the fire caught, they would be there.
There is a water transportation village in Bianjing City, located in the arid area of the Central Plains. "Wheat is harvested when there is a drought, and the sparrows are so thirsty that they drink human blood." It has appeared in the village history of this village, and it is not an exaggeration.
It is said that every household in the water transportation village at that time had a small water cellar, which could accumulate rainwater during the rainy season and be used in the dry season, so that the problem of water shortage can be temporarily alleviated. The story I want to tell today is about a young man named Li Su in Shuiyun Village.
I think that the water transportation village encountered a drought that had not been seen for decades. The water flow dried up and the crops quickly withered under the scorching of high temperatures. The water cellars of every household are about to come to an end, and people are almost thirsty, not to mention crops and livestock. "God, do you still let people live, God?" Liu Dashen from the village fell on his big yellow cow and cried out loudly. It turned out that Aunt Liu's cow was thirsty because of lack of water. "Hey, my goddamn, you should save your tears. In a few days, even we will die of thirst." Liu Dashen's husband next to him squatted helplessly on the wall.
It’s strange that the whole village is short of water, but the water in the water cellar of Mr. Li’s house is not small. Mr. Li is old and bedridden for many years. His wife dies early and has a youngest son, Li Su, at home. A villager passed by Zhou Po’s house and saw Mr. Li’s son Li Su feeding the big yellow dog at home a full of water. The big yellow dog jumped up and barked.
"Oh, Li Su, this person is thirsty, are you still feeding water to the dog?" After saying that, the villager lifted the lid of Li Su's water cellar, "Ha, there is no less water in this water cellar." Li Su walked over with a smile, scooped a scoop of water and handed it to him. The villager asked Li Su if he could observe the astronomical phenomena and foreseeed a severe drought in advance and stored a lot of water? Li Su glanced at Dahuang and laughed it off.
In fact, Li Su was young and didn't know how to look at the celestial phenomena. Later, the villagers learned that this water was a few months ago when he went to the deep mountains to chop wood, and found a small spring that emerged from the ground. "It's okay to have been through this year." It took Li Su two or three days to pick up a small bucket of water from the mountain. It took twenty miles to go down the mountain, and it took only three or four buckets of water to accumulate in a month.
Someone in the village came to ask for water, and Li Su would always give them some. The villagers all gave Li Su a thumbs up and praised him for being down-to-earth and capable. One night, Mr. Li was caught with a cold and had a headache. Li Su took Dahuang and ran to the doctor's house twenty miles away to buy medicine for his father. His father's illness was not delayed. After this incident spread, Li Su became the filial son of everyone.
Half a year has passed, and the water transportation village is clear and there is no sign of rain. The water level of the two ancient wells in the village has dropped significantly. There are endless villagers queuing up to fetch water every day, and many villagers are quarreling to get an extra bucket of water. "Don't argue, two aunts, okay? I'll get some water for each of you?" Li Su said as she quickly pulled the two aunts away.
"Who are you, what good person are you?", "Yes, you can stay where you can't help but have some idleness!", an aunt rolled up her sleeves and pushed Li Su and staggered. Li Su waved her hand and said, "Two aunts, I'm wrong," Li Su stood obediently behind and lined up again.
Seeing Li Su also lined up to fetch water, the villagers were surprised. Isn’t the water in Li Su’s water cellar not broken? Basic water for daily use is enough, so why are you queuing up to fetch water? It turned out that Li Su's father, Old Man Li, was bedridden at home all year round. Li Su had to scrub his father's body every ten days and half a month, and every time he scrubbed his body, he had to use a bucket of water. In this way, the water in the water cellar was still not enough, so in order to prevent his father from having bedsores, Li Su had to come and queue up.
In the middle of the night that day, Li Su took Dahuang to carry a load to fetch water. Thinking that his father was waiting at home to scrub his body with water, Li Su speeded up. When he arrived at the Gujing, he found that no one was queuing up. He was secretly happy, thinking that it was because it was too late that the villagers went back to sleep.
Li Su happily put the bucket into the well and started to draw water. When he shot it out, he found that the well water had a fishy smell. "What's going on today? Even the well water is not normal," Li Su said to himself, so he stumbled on the well, so he looked down at the mouth of the well, "Ah, ah." Because the night was very dark, Li Su accidentally fell into the well and felt someone talking in a daze. One of them said, "Brother Niu, I came here today to catch only one drowning ghost, why are there two?" Li Su was stunned when he heard it. Although he didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, he was still very scared and closed his eyes in fear. The other person said, "That, that one was burned to death by fire, he didn't drown." Li Su felt kicked by this man a few times, so he had to pretend that he was dead.
I don’t know how long it took, but Li Su opened her eyes carefully and came to her senses to find that the water in the well was not deep, and it only drowned at his neck. Then he looked at the villager, his whole body was submerged in the water. It turned out that someone fell into the water during the day, so the well water had a fishy smell. Thinking of the conversation between the two people just now, Li Su seemed to understand something.
"Help, help", Li Su shouted loudly to the wellhead. "Wang Wang Wang" Da Huang shouted outside the well, calling out the passing villagers and pulled him up with a rope.
A few months passed again in a blink of an eye, and Shuiyun Village finally ushered in rainfall, solving the problem of water shortage. As the saying goes, "After a severe drought, there will be a major disaster"! The rain had no intention of stopping from the beginning. A mountain flood broke out in Shuiyun Village and the whole village was buried by mudslides. Only Li Su and a few villagers survived by chance. After experiencing this, Li Su remembered the conversation between the two that night, and had to believe that the two people might be talking with bull heads and horse faces.
After the village was destroyed, Li Su came to the town and saw officials arresting strong men from house to house to supplement the source of troops. If they were arrested, they would run away. If they were not run away, they would not be able to run! If he was caught, he had to be cannon fodder, but Li Su took the initiative to find the officials and asked to go to the front line to kill the enemy and serve the country. "Young man, this is the first time I have seen someone who takes the initiative to go to war. You don't have to die." The official looked at Li Su who was weak in front of him, "A soldier who is not a general is not a good soldier!" Li Su said with a smile.
After entering the military camp, Li Su was always the first to rush up as long as there was danger. Every time she was injured, she could return safely. Once, Li Su led the soldiers to break through. After two days and two nights of bloody battle, he took the head of the enemy general without being cut by dozens of knifes by the enemy. In the end, he only breathed a sigh of relief. The soldiers felt that he was helpless, but he survived after a few days of unconsciousness.
In the military camp, Li Su made many extraordinary achievements with her spirit of not being afraid of death, and became a general in the Song Dynasty of , and then married her own son, which was the honor of her ancestors. "Master, do we have no money to buy candles? Are we afraid of fire? Look at Haier's reading books at night and put them on his face?" His wife asked with a smile, "Madam, you are too worried, you must not reveal your secrets." Li Su wanted to speak but stopped.
In a blink of an eye, Li Su was in his old age and asked the emperor to resign and return to his hometown. She returned to her hometown, Shuiyun Village. Shuiyun Village is now beautiful and beautiful. After decades of planting trees and afforestation, there are almost no natural disasters such as drought and mountain torrents. The villagers have long lived a prosperous and stable life.
Li Su looked at the Shuiyun Village in front of her and felt a lot of emotion. He pulled his wife and son and wanted to take them to see the Gujing where the murder case occurred, and told them about the cattle thirsty due to the severe drought. But Gujing was no longer there. He patted his son's shoulder and said, "Things are done by man, don't say everything is fate!", "What does it mean, dad", "It's just not to believe that everything is decided by God, believe in the power of man!", the wife explained gently.
Li Su invested to establish the Huo Tower in the whole county, and the local county government strictly trained hundreds of soldiers with strong sense of responsibility. The main task was to patrol at night and urge residents to extinguish oil lamps and candles on time to eliminate fire hazards. There is a fire pavilion in every village in the county. There are people on duty to watch the pavilion. Once a fire is found, the fire will be put out immediately.
One day this summer, Li Su went to the forest farm in Shuiyun Village to check the construction of the Wanghuo Tower. Unexpectedly, the sky suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, Li Su hurriedly hid under the trees and sheltered from the rain with several villagers, "Why is it suddenly raining in this ghost weather?" The villagers saw Mr. Li very calm and chatted with Li Su, "Mr. Li led troops to fight when he was young, and I have never seen anything." "Mr. Li, tell us about your youth."
Li Su smiled and said, "When I was young, there was a severe drought in Shuiyun Village. If I encountered today's situation at that time, I would not know how happy I would be." "Huh, where did the smoke come out?" "Smoke, what smoke?" Li Su was old and couldn't see the distance clearly. "It's on fire, the forest farm is on fire." It turned out that it was lightning that caused the fire in the forest farm. "Fire, fire," Li Su's heart skipped a beat, "No, I don't believe it, this is not true, my god." Several villagers were so scared that they ran away.
Li Su fell down when she ran, "Is this God's will?" In a trance, he saw two familiar figures decades ago. Just when Li Su was desperate, he suddenly felt something wet fell on his face, "Haha, it's raining, but do good things, don't ask about the future." Li Su cried and laughed at the sky, and saw the two figures looking at him, whispering to each other, and then turned around and left. After Li Su stabilized his emotions, he climbed up to the Watching Fire Tower and blew the horn above the Watching Fire Tower.
It turns out that Li Su is a great filial son. Although he knows the secret of heaven, he does not use it to do bad things. Instead, he has accumulated a lot of merit in the world with his words and deeds, which eventually moved God and changed his destiny.
Because of Li Su's contribution to fire prevention, as long as there is a fire in the county, it can always be discovered in time, reducing the occurrence of many tragedies . A hundred years later, the villagers built a temple for him and worshiped him for generations.
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[Soul statement]: This story is a fictional folk story, mostly from strange stories and legends in the market. It aims to enrich readers' spare time. Do not believe in authenticity, nor do you have feudal superstitions!
