[Virtual historical facts + folk rumors + common people's stories]
In the year when the Northern Song Dynasty was founded, the water under the Bianjingzhou Bridge was still called Bianshui.
In the next three hundred and twenty years, this river has seen the lights of the Lantern Festival filling the royal streets, the dragon boats in Jinmingchi splitting the spring waves, the singing of Fan Lou floating into the stars, and the iron hoofs crushing the snowy night, and the sails of the Nandu ship carrying the last Sheji disappeared into the sky.
This is the memory of a city and the ups and downs of a dynasty.
"Bianjing Hundred Hearings" contains hundreds of stories about the city during the two and three hundred years of the Song Dynasty. Each piece is an independent article, ranging from more than a thousand words to less than 10,000 words. Instead of writing about the great achievements of emperors and generals, we only write down the ordinary people in the deep alleys - the woman selling porridge, the scholar rushing for the exam, the craftsman engraving books, the singers singing, the veterans guarding the city, and the boatmen at the ferry.
They have their own joys and regrets, their unspeakable love, their obsessions that they can't let go, and the people they have been waiting for for half their lives. Their stories were crushed by time, scattered between the lines of "Tokyo Menghualu", scattered in the long scroll of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and scattered under every polished bluestone.
Now, I have them back.
At the end of each article, there is a sentence "heard and seen in Bianjing" or "heard and seen in Lin'an", indicating the year, month and location, which can be regarded as a human photo of these 320 years.
It is "Bianjing Baiwenlu".
——It's for remembering.
