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"In order to commemorate Zhuge Liang, people planted 54 cypress trees around his tomb, symbolizing Zhuge Liang's 54 years of life. These ancient cypresses, which are more than 1,700 years old, have always been with the prime minister."

A tour guide is introducing the environment around Wuhou Tomb to tourists.

"You can't tell that these trees are already 1,700 years old." Song Qianyun looked at the ancient cypresses around, each of which grew very vigorous and upright.

"In addition to these, there are two osmanthus trees that are more than 1,700 years old here." Jiang Yuebai said.

"Zhuge Liang died in August when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom. It is said that there is a local custom that if you can pick up fallen osmanthus seeds under the osmanthus tree in August every year, you can get the prime minister's blessing." Jiang Yuebai continued to introduce.

What he explained was no worse than those tour guides.

"Really? Where is it?"

"Why don't I see the osmanthus tree?"

"What does an osmanthus tree look like? I haven't seen it."

Before Jiang Yuebai finished speaking, several girls couldn't wait to go and see it.

"Isn't that in front of us?" Jiang Yuebai pointed to the front and said.

"I was talking about August, and it's September now." No one listened to Jiang Yuebai's words, and several girls had already rushed out.

"Hey!" Jiang Yuebai sighed and followed.

I don't know if they were lucky or for other reasons, but they really picked up osmanthus seeds.

"Xiaobai, do you think this is it?"

"I picked it up too."

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Jiang Yuebai took a look and it was indeed osmanthus seeds.

"I know, September and August are not much different, the same."

"But girls pick this up to bless you to have a baby soon."

"Ah?" Obviously, several people didn't expect this to be the case, and their faces were red.

They haven't even gotten married yet, and haven't even talked about love, let alone having a baby soon.

This time, she made a big fool of herself in front of Xiaobai.

"Qingqing, this is for you."

"I'll give you this one too."

"I wish you a baby soon, and have as many as you want." Several girls handed the osmanthus seeds to Wang Shiqing.

"Five."

Looking at the five osmanthus seeds in her hand, Wang Shiqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Just now, she treated them as treasures, but now they were thrown to her.

It didn't take long to play around the Wuhou Tomb. When everyone came out, it was just over ten o'clock.

Everyone took the path in front of the Wuhou Tomb to play, and they could see a lot of scenery along the way.

There are also many small villages nearby. I just learned from the tour guide that many of them are here to guard the Wuhou Tomb.

"The scenery here is really good."

"It's good, but how are we going to solve this lunch today?" Long Zhan looked around and there was not even a restaurant. It was almost time for lunch.

Instead of heading to the city, they walked to the countryside.

"Do you want to eat?" Jiang Yuebai asked.

"No."

"Don't worry, I won't let you go hungry."

As they continued to move forward, they could hear the sound of firecrackers when they approached a village. The whole village was filled with a festive atmosphere.

"Is this a wedding in someone's house?"

"I guess so."

"How about going in and taking a look?"

"Okay, let's go."

As they walked along the cement road in the village, they soon saw a family holding a wedding banquet.

There were more than 20 tables set up in and outside the courtyard. It looked like a big wedding day for the village, and people were passing by from time to time.

"It looks like a birthday banquet."

"It looks like it."

"Let's go, let's go somewhere else." Jiang Yuebai and the others were about to leave when a voice came from behind them.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Yuebai and the others were not sure if they were being called, so they looked back.

A middle-aged man was walking towards them.

"Uncle, are you calling us?" Long Zhan pointed at their own group.

"Yes, you are Long Zhan, right?" Du Yuankang said with a smile.

"Do you know me?"

"I not only know you, but also you, Yuebai, Xilan, Ziyuan..."

"I haven't asked for your full name yet." Jiang Yuebai asked politely.

"My surname is Du, and I am the third child in my family. You can just call me Du Laosan." Du Yuankang was very generous.

"Let's call you Uncle Du." After all, the other party is a person of the same generation as their parents, and he is still so polite.

"You're welcome. Speaking of which, we still have to thank you." Du Yuankang looked at Jiang Yuebai and said with a smile.

"Thank me?"

"Yes, our Du family has been passed down for thousands of years and has always lived here. Do you know why?"

"I don't know." Facing Du Yuankang's question, several people shook their heads.

"Is it because of the tomb of Wu Hou?" Jiang Yuebai said tentatively.

"Yes, according to the family tree, our Du family has been living in seclusion here since the death of the prime minister, responsible for guarding the tomb of Wu Hou," Du Yuankang said here, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, "Thank you very much for writing so many couplets for Prime Minister Zhuge."

"If you meet Mr. Mo Bai someday, please help me thank him. If it weren't for him, the world wouldn't know that there was such a person as the prime minister." Du Yuankang continued.

Their Du family has been guarding here for more than a thousand years. Every Qingming Festival, they would go to worship the prime minister, and there are several villages around.

However, a few years ago, they found that more and more people came to worship.

At first, they didn't care, just thinking that they were locals. Later, more and more people came. In addition to days like Qingming, people also came on other days.

Even the local government was alarmed.

After this, they learned that there was a book that showed Zhuge Liang's life to the world.

As the author of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Mo Bai and his friends are of course very grateful, and Jiang Yuebai and his friends are also grateful for being able to write such a couplet.

Long Zhan and his friends looked at Jiang Yuebai, with a smile on their faces.

"Of course."

"By the way, have you eaten? If not, you can come to my house for a meal. Today is my father's 70th birthday." Du Yuankang invited everyone very sincerely.

"We won't go. It's too much trouble for you."

"It's okay. My father always likes the hustle and bustle. He will be very happy to have you here." In their clan, everyone is grateful to Mo Bai and Yuebai.

"Then we'll bother you." Seeing that Du Yuankang insisted on inviting, Jiang Yuebai and his friends no longer refused.

"Please."

Everyone followed Du Yuankang and walked into the yard.

"Ah Zhan, look, lunch is here." Su Ying'er said with a smile.

"It seems that what Xiaobai said about not letting you starve is true."

"Xiaobai, you didn't calculate it in advance, did you?" Long Zhan looked at Jiang Yuebai suspiciously.

"How is it possible? If I knew this was the case, I would have avoided it." Jiang Yuebai whispered.

Although the other party invited sincerely, if he knew in advance, he would definitely not go this way.

It's not that he finds it troublesome, but he is afraid of bothering others too much.