Folktales are narrative stories that have been passed down orally by people since ancient times and use strange language and symbolic forms to tell various relationships between people. They have a wide range of themes and are full of fantasy. . The following is a collection of classic folk history stories that I have compiled. Welcome to read and share.
Classic folk historical story 1
Kunyu Mountain folk story: Jin Chan transformed into a real person
During the Jin Dynasty, the Military Attaché Village in Laizhou , there is a large family, the head of the household is named Liu and his given name is Wanwan. It has been eight years since Liu Wanwan got married, but he has not had any children in the end. As the saying goes, if you are 30 years old and have no children, you will be left alone for half your life. This couple, who is over thirty, complains all day long because they are childless and afraid of having no children. Even their noses and eyes feel like they are superfluous. The couple did not think about tea and food at the dinner table, but stared at each other on the bed. The husband cried for a long time and the wife took a short breath.
One day, a Taoist priest came outside to ask for alms, and he happened to meet Liu Wanwan in front of the gate. The Taoist priest held a copper bowl and chanted: Don't worry about the donor, the Liu family will have a daughter-in-law. After listening to the Taoist priest's words, Liu Wanwan was shocked and felt that the Taoist priest had a good background, so he walked up to him and asked, "Please show the Taoist priest the way to get a son. I will pay you a generous down payment." The Taoist priest chanted: How good! How good! Monks are not greedy for money, and their basic principle is to save people and return to simplicity. They observe the benefactor's seal hall and are destined to have children. Today, the Yellow River is overflowing, and the victims are forming groups. If the donor can open a warehouse and distribute rice and porridge for three years, and provide universal relief to the victims, his son will be able to get it. Otherwise, the son will be in a daze. The Taoist priest finished speaking and walked away.
Liu Wanwan was eager to have a son, so he ordered his servants to set up a mat tent in front of the gate that day, and buried a pot to cook porridge to give to the victims. The Taoist priest's words proved to be true. For three years after Liu Baiwan left the porridge, the victims returned to their homes one after another. One night, Liu's wife dreamed of a purple gas coming from Taiji Mountain. In the purple gas, a shining golden cicada flew into her mouth, and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She woke up from the pain and felt that the dream was strange, so she woke her husband and told her what she had just dreamed about. After hearing this, Wanwan thought it was wonderful, so he immediately got dressed, lit a lamp, and carefully inspected his wife's belly. He touched it with his hands, put his head on it and listened again and again. He felt that his wife's belly was different from before, as if there was a foreign body moving inside. The couple couldn't sleep anymore, so they dreamed and talked until dawn.
After ten months of pregnancy, the Liu family really gave birth to a son. The Liu family was so happy that they gathered their relatives and friends to celebrate for three days and three nights. Liu Wanwan named his son Changsheng and Chuxuan. This longevity has been extremely smart since he was a child, and he is proficient in calligraphy and poetry. What worries Liu Wanwan is that Changsheng dislikes the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, prefers the teachings of Laozi and Zhuangzi, and regards Taoism as his home all day long. At the age of marrying a wife, he rejected all the matchmaker's advice and his father's orders to propose marriage. He traveled east and west every day, and his ambition to visit the Tao was as strong as steel.
In the spring of the ugly year of Dading, Master Changsheng Xunzhen couldn't beat the rules and was in a daze. So I wandered around in my garden to relieve my depression. When he passed by the rockery, he saw a poem inscribed on the Taihu stone in the rockery. The ink was still fresh. He stepped forward and took a closer look, thinking: How strange! The poem does not have a beginning, but only the last two sentences: "The true immortal land where military officers cultivate their nature has immortal people." Chang Sheng read the poem repeatedly, feeling even more confused in his heart. I thought to myself, the ink of the poem is not dry yet, but there is no trace of the person who wrote it. Is it really the magic of a god? ! While he was deep in thought, four Taoist priests suddenly walked out from behind the Taihu Stone. The elderly man walking in front said in his mouth: Good, good! Does the donor care about the poem on the stone? Changsheng bowed deeply to the Taoist leader and replied: I have traveled all over the Central Plains in search of a master, but without seeing the true master and not knowing the Tao, I feel completely helpless and desolate. The Taoist priest said: There is no place to be found if you break through the iron shoes. You can only get it by being calm and simple. Today, under the pine moon, you can listen to my song:
I saw Ao again after returning from fishing.
I also know that there are immortals in different ranks.
Ming Lang smiled knowingly,
Jumping out of the red wave thousands of feet high.
After listening to the song, Changsheng was shocked for a moment, then he knelt down in the dust, kowtowed and paid homage. The Taoist Master helped Chang Sheng up and said: "I am Wang Chongyang, the leader of Quanzhen Sect. I know that you are destined to Quanzhen, so I and several of your Taoist brothers are here to save you." Then Ma Danyang, Tan Changzhen, Qiu Chuji, etc. were introduced to Liu Changsheng one by one. Changsheng also entered the meeting ceremony with several Taoist brothers.
Wang Chongyang is particularly happy today, because he followed Lu Zu's order and came to Kunyu Mountain to preach. Now the Quanzhen Great Sect has been established. Changsheng is the last disciple he should accept. Today, his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. Holding a fly whisk in his hand, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and led four disciples to the west Qinyun. Liu Changsheng did not even say goodbye to his parents, and since then he has become a monk and practiced Taoism.
Liu Changsheng traveled to Zhongnan Mountain in the Western Qin Dynasty with his master Wang Chongyang. After his master returned to the throne, he and his three senior brothers guarded the tomb for three years. After three years, he returned from Western Qin to Lingxu Palace in Taiji Mountain in Laizhou to practice his true body.
In the second year after Changsheng returned to Lingxu Palace, when he was digging the Yunxi Cave, the craftsmen discovered an ancient well several feet deep, and the air inside the well was freezing. Changsheng came after hearing the news, walked around the ancient well, and then said to the craftsman, you can continue digging without making a fuss. After digging a few more steps, there will be another two wells, which will be the place where I will return to simplicity. Sure enough, after digging a few steps, the second well actually appeared. Changsheng came to the second well. After the coldness in the well passed, he leaned down to look at the second well. There was no trace of water at the bottom of the well, but there was a golden cicada shining brightly on the boron at the bottom of each well. In a trance and flicker, Changsheng seemed to see the mother who gave birth to him. He was suspicious, afraid that his eyes were lying. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. At this time, there was nothing at the bottom of the well, and the golden cicada was gone. Changsheng realized that seeing his biological mother with the naked eye meant that he still had the body in the cage. Before Master passed away, he also confessed that I still have some mortal debts on my body, and I must practice ascetic practices before I can destroy the cloud, otherwise all my previous achievements will be wasted. So he immediately threw himself into the well and lived there, washing away the world and eradicating the vulgarity, cultivating the truth and returning to simplicity.
A few years later, on a crisp autumn day, an extra-large crane hovered over the Lingxu Palace in Mount Taiji, with a person sitting on the crane's back. When all the Taoist disciples saw that their master Liu Changsheng was sitting on it, they all waved to him and shouted: Master, take us up for a swim!
The crane carried him to space and disappeared in an instant. What a relaxing getaway! What a dashing Liu Changsheng, Mingde! ?
Classic folk historical story 2
The folk story of "Qianjiang Tide"
It turns out that when the tide of Qiantang River comes, it is the same as the tide of rivers in other places. There was neither tide nor sound.
One year, a giant came to the Qiantang River. This giant was so tall that he could cross from one side of the river to the other in one step. He lived on Shushan Mountain in Xiaoshan County, setting fire to burn salt. People didn't know his name, but because he lived by the Qiantang River, they called him King Qian.
King Qian was very strong. He used his iron pole to pick up big rocks and place them on the riverside. After a while, he piled up mountains one after another.
One day, he went to pick up the salt that he had burned for three years and three months on Shushan Mountain. However, the salt was only enough for him to carry one end, so he tied a large stone to the other end of the pole, put it on his shoulder to try, picked it up, and crossed to the north bank of the river.
At this time, the weather was hot. King Qian was a little tired because he had just had lunch, so he put down his burden to rest. Unexpectedly, he dozed off.
It happened that the Dragon King of the East China Sea came out to patrol the river at this time, and the tide rose. It kept rising until it reached the shore, slowly melting the salt in King Qian's head. The Dragon King of the East China Sea heard it and wondered where the salty smell came from in the water. It was getting saltier and saltier, and it was getting saltier and saltier. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and ran away. He didn't expect to escape into the ocean, which made the water salty.
King Qian, after a nap, opened his eyes and saw that the stone at one end of the pole was still on the Kip Stone (now known as Kip Stone Mountain), but the salt on the other end was not there. It's gone!
King Qian looked for it, but couldn't find any salt. When he lowered his head, he smelled the salty smell in the river. He thought: Oh, no wonder the salt is gone. It turned out to be stolen by the Dragon King of the East China Sea. So he lifted up his pole and hit the sea water. One shoulder pole beat all the fish, big and small, to death; two shoulder poles beat them until they turned over at the bottom of the river; three shoulder poles beat them until the Dragon King of the East China Sea came out of the water to beg for his life.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea asked King Qian tremblingly why he lost such a temper. King Qian said: "Where did you steal my salt?" Only then did the Dragon King of the East China Sea understand the reason why the sea water became salty. He quickly apologized and told him one by one how he patrolled the river and how he accidentally melted King Qian's salt, making the water in the ocean salty.
King Qian was so angry that he really wanted to lift the iron pole and smash the Dragon King of the East China Sea to pieces.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea was so panicked that he knelt down and begged for mercy, and promised to use salt from the sea water to compensate King Qian; he would scream when the tide came up in the future, so that King Qian would not fall asleep and hear him.
King Qian heard that these two conditions were not bad, so he spared the Dragon King of the East China Sea, put his pole towards the mouth of Hangzhou Bay, and said: "In the future, the tide will start from here!" After agreeing, King Qian left happily.
From that time on, as soon as the tide entered Hangzhou Bay, it stretched out its neck and screamed "Hua Hua Hua". When it reached the place where King Qian was sitting, he stretched his neck and screamed loudly. ring. This place is today's Haining. This is how the world-famous "Qianjiang Tide" came about.
Classic folk historical story 3
The folk tale "It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married"
"It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married." "People" is a common saying among Chinese people. It is used to describe something that is inevitable and unstoppable and does not depend on the will and ideas of others. Today, this saying has become a household name and is known to all women and children!
There is also a legend about the origin of the saying "When it rains, the mother wants to marry"
Legend has it that in ancient times there was a scholar named Zhu Yaozong, who was talented and knowledgeable. , went to Beijing to take the high school championship. During the imperial examination, the emperor saw that he was not only talented but also handsome, so he recruited him as his consort and married his beloved daughter to him.
As usual, Zhu Yaozong returned to his hometown in a splendid appearance. Before leaving, Zhu Yaozong told the emperor how hard his mother had worked to raise him since he was a child. Chastity Memorial Arch. The emperor was very happy when he heard this, and he loved his son-in-law even more. Zhu Yaozong happily traveled home day and night to visit his mother.
When Zhu Yaozong told his mother about the construction of Chastity Memorial Arch. After the incident, Zhu's mother, who was originally overjoyed, was suddenly stunned, with a look of uneasiness on her face. She hesitated to speak, as if she had something to hide. Zhu Yaozong was puzzled and asked in shock: "Mom, why are you feeling uncomfortable?" "
"My heart hurts. "
"How do you say it hurts?"
"Son!" Mother Zhu cried out in grief, "You don't know the pain of being a widow, holding a candle all night, hanging down Tears dawn, I finally got through it with you! Mom now wants to have a companion to spend the rest of her life with. Let me tell you something right now, my mother is going to remarry, and I cannot accept this chastity memorial at any cost. "
"Mom, who do you want to marry?"
"Your mentor Zhang Wenju. "
After hearing his mother's answer, it was like a thunderclap on a sunny day. Zhu Yaozong, who was unprepared, was immediately knocked down. He knelt down in front of his mother with a plop: "Mother, these tens of millions of dollars will make No. If you remarry, where will your son's face go? Besides, this 'crime of deceiving the emperor' will inevitably lead to death!"
Mother Zhu was speechless for a moment, unable to do anything between her son and her remarriage. The best of both worlds.
It turns out that Zhu Yaozong lost his father when he was 8 years old. Zhu's mother Chen Xiuying endured the grief of losing her young husband. Seeing that her son was smart and studious, she specially hired Zhang Wenju, a famous local scholar, to coach her family. Zhang Wenju's education was good, and Zhu Yaozong's academic progress was very happy. She respected Zhang Wenju day and night. Over the years, Zhang Wenju's character and talent deeply touched Chen Xiuying's heart, and Zhang Wenju also developed a love for the gentle and virtuous Chen Xiuying. , the two agreed to officially get married and grow old together when Zhu Yaozong started a family. Unexpectedly, the marriage was inadvertently disrupted by Zhu Yaozong, who was kept in the dark.
To untie the bell, one must tie the bell. At this time of dilemma, Mother Zhu could not help but sigh: "Then let it be fate. As she spoke, she casually took off her skirt and told Zhu Yaozong, "Tomorrow, you can wash the skirt for me and let it dry in the sun all day and night." If the skirt dries, I promise not to remarry; if the skirt dries, God wills it, and you don’t have to stop me anymore. "
It was a sunny day. Zhu Yaozong thought that this was not difficult to do, so he nodded in agreement. Unexpectedly, the clouds became dense that night, and it rained heavily at dawn. His skirt was always wet, and Zhu Yaozong complained in his heart. Don't die, I know it's God's will.
Chen Xiuying said to her son seriously: "Son, it's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. God's will must not be violated!"
The matter has reached this point, and it is useless to talk more. Zhu Yaozong had no choice but to truthfully report the marriage between his mother and his mentor to the emperor and ask him to punish him. The emperor repeatedly expressed his surprise and issued an imperial edict: "Don't blame anyone who doesn't know. It's a match made in heaven. Let her be."
Classic Folk Historical Stories 4
Qing Dynasty Folktales: The Strange Case of the Wrongful Ghost
During the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, it was a dark and windy late night.
In the study room in the backyard of the Zhili Governor's Mansion, the remaining candles flickered. Governor Tang Zhiyu is still studying. This governor-general of Zhili, who was a Jinshi during the Kangxi period, has always been an upright and honest official and has a good reputation.
Suddenly, bursts of mournful crying came from outside the screen window. In the silent night, it sounded heart-breaking. Tang Zhiyu hurriedly called his servant to open the door and take a look. The little book boy opened the door cautiously and looked into the backyard. He screamed and collapsed on the ground. Tang Zhiyu cheered up and came out with his sword in hand. Under the shadow of the trees at night, I saw a gloomy man kneeling, with green and red face, and nails about two inches long. This is obviously a fierce ghost!
Tang Zhiyu's face suddenly turned pale, but then he thought: If I don't do anything bad, I won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Besides, I am a dignified official, how can I be afraid of a mere person? Where is the little ghost? So he forced himself to calm down and said loudly: "Does the ghost who kneels down have any grievances? Please tell me about it." The ghost said quietly: "My name is Feng Desheng. I lived in Wuqing County during my lifetime. On the way to do business, I was killed. He was killed by a strong man. The magistrate of Wuqing, a foolish official, arrested an innocent citizen, but allowed the real murderer to go unpunished. I have long admired the name of Lord Qingtian, and I hope you will avenge me tonight." Tang Zhiyu asked hurriedly: "Who is the real murderer? Who is he?" The ghost said sixteen words one by one: "One is in the sky, one is in the earth, there is a river behind the house, and there are willows beside the house." After saying this, he climbed over the wall.
Early the next morning, two police officers from Wuqing County sent a prisoner to the Governor's Mansion to report the murder. After Tang Zhiyu heard the case, he couldn't help but be surprised. It turned out that this was the case of Feng Deshan's murder. Recalling the remarks made by the unjust ghost last night, Tang Zhiyu hurriedly asked the officer: "Where was the deceased killed?" The officer replied: "It was near Liujiazhuang, Wuqing County." Tang Zhiyu asked again: "Is there a river behind Liujiazhuang? "The officer replied: "Exactly." Tang Zhiyu slapped the crowd and ordered: "Bring the man named Wu Ji from Liujiazhuang quickly!" The book boy listened and thought to himself: "One mouthful of heaven and one mouthful of earth. , isn't it Wu Ji? I secretly admired Tang Zhiyu's intelligence. "He captured Wu Ji and brought him to court for interrogation. Tang Zhiyu immediately ordered him to be put on death row. Tang Zhiyu brought the murderer who had been escorted by the officer to the court again, and said to him: "I always judge cases impartially, and your grievances have been cleared up. Today I have burned a piece of paper to let Feng Deshan, who complained for you, The dead soul will send a complaint within three days. Can you please send a message to your family to report that you are safe, and I will release you when I get the complaint?" Three days later at night, the ghost appeared again. Tang Zhiyu took the complaint handed over by the ghost, suddenly tore it into pieces, and shouted, "Get this guy!" The government officials who were ambushing around swarmed up and captured the ghost alive on the spot.
After interrogation, the truth came out: In fact, this "ghost" was a man pretending to deceive Tang Zhiyu. The murderer was captured and brought to justice after killing Feng Deshan. In order to survive, he discussed with his family and spent a lot of money to bribe a thief who was good at climbing over walls and pretending to be an innocent soul to blame others.
The government officials and little bookboys were surprised and admired, and asked Tang Zhiyu how he knew that this "wrongful ghost" was pretending to be a ghost. Tang Zhiyu said with a smile: "I never believe that ghosts really exist in the world. Besides, I noticed that there are obvious marks of footsteps on the wall of the backyard. How can ghosts come and go so clumsily? So, I used a trick to lure out this 'ghost'. The truth is revealed."
The innocent Wu Ji was sent back to Liujiazhuang, and the murderer and the ghost thief were severely punished in accordance with the law. This story about Tang Zhiyu's plan to solve the strange case of "injustice ghost" has become a favorite among the people.
Classic Folk Historical Stories 5
West Lake Folk Story: The Golden Ox
At that time, the lake was a vast expanse of white water, and along the shores of the lake were black and oily waters. of fertile fields. The surrounding people are planting crops in the fields and using lake water for irrigation. The ears of rice are heavy and the grains are round, like strings of pearls, which is really pleasing to the eye. When there is a break from farming, everyone goes to the lake to fish and catch shrimps. People live in harmony and live a happy life.
At the bottom of this lake, there lives a golden cow. As long as the sky is clear for a long time and the lake slowly becomes shallower, the golden bull in the lake will appear: its golden back, raised head and raised horns can be seen from far away. Spitting out mouthfuls of water, the lake immediately filled up again.
One summer, it had not rained for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. It was so dry that the bottom of the lake turned to the sky. The surrounding fields were as hard as rocks, with cracks several inches wide and bright green. The seedlings are all withered and yellow. The common people were so thirsty that their eyes were sunken and their bodies were exhausted. They look forward to the appearance of a golden bull every day.
This morning, everyone was looking forward to the lake, and suddenly there was a "moo" sound. Ha, we saw the golden bull breaking out of the water from the bottom of the lake. It shook its head, swung its tail and spat out water, and in an instant the lake filled up again. When the people saw it, they all clapped their hands and cried with joy, expressing their gratitude to Taurus. I saw the golden bull raising its head again with shining eyes, and with a "moo" sound, slowly, no one disappeared into the lake again.
Word of the situation quickly spread. When the Qiantang County Magistrate heard this, he held his stomach in his hands and laughed and said, "This is really a living treasure. If you give it to the emperor, you will surely be promoted and make a fortune!" Then he ordered his men to catch the golden bull. The yamen servants and land security guards all hurried to the lakeside and looked up, but they saw a vast white lake in front of them. Where are the golden cows? Ask the people nearby. Everyone knows that they are from the yamen. If you see it, just avoid it quietly. The government officials had no choice but to report back to the county magistrate. The county magistrate was angry, twirling his mustache, thinking and thinking, and came up with a solution.
He said to his men: "Since the golden bull has disappeared and sunk to the bottom of the lake, then you call all the people to go and drain the lake. Anyone who doesn't go will be killed!"
The people living by the lake, men, women, old and young, were all driven to the lake. Under the coercion of the county magistrate, they had no choice but to set up a waterwheel to transport water from the lake. Cars and cars drove for ninety-nine and eighty-one days in a row. Everyone was exhausted. On the last day, the lake was finally drained. Sure enough, "The golden bull was lying at the bottom of the lake, and the golden light on its body illuminated the sky and the earth."
The county magistrate went to take a look, and was also so blinded by the golden light that he could not even open his eyes, but he still shouted. The officials hurried down to the lake to grab the golden bull. Strangely enough, the golden bull seemed to have roots and could not be lifted or lifted. The people were secretly happy.
When the county magistrate saw that he could not move it, he said to the people: "Whoever can lift the golden bull will be rewarded three hundred taels of silver!" But the people stood still and ignored him angrily. When the county magistrate saw that the people ignored him, he shouted loudly. He roared: "If you don't lift the golden bull today, I will behead you all!" After the magistrate finished speaking, he heard the golden bull yelling, which was like a thunderbolt exploding on a sunny day, but he saw flying sand and rocks. The mountain shook, and the county magistrate's face turned pale with fright, and his legs became weak. He wanted to run away, but he couldn't move a step. At this time, the golden bull rolled its round eyes, stood up, looked up to the sky and screamed. A large stream of white water spewed out of his mouth, rushing straight towards the county magistrate and government officials, and immediately swept them all into the huge waves.
From then on, the lake became full again. The Taurus no longer appeared, and the lake never dried up. People could not forget the Taurus, so they built a tall tower on the city wall next to the lake. Tianyao climbed up the tower to look forward to the Taurus.
This tower was later called "Yongjinmen".
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