Minjiang in time

After the Xi River passed through the town of Xikou, it still turned east. After passing through the abnormal mountain, the heavens and the earth suddenly opened up. The green hills along the river like a rush suddenly ran all the way to the left, and the two banks were crazy with green reeds. Ahead of the plain is the fertile plains of Liaoning. The Xi River has gradually become a steady man, slowing down and moving forward calmly. On the west side of Qiange Village, it passed from south to north, passing by the quiet village. When approaching the Xiaowang Temple, it suddenly turned to the east like a urchin. Inadvertently, the characteristics of the stream in the field of vision gradually faded away, and the river was showing a rich and magnificent landscape.

This is the intersection of Minxi and Minjiang. I stand at the end of Minxi and at the beginning of Minjiang, marked by the black movable weir (rubber dam). However, the barrage that dropped by a few meters in front of me hindered my imagination and also blocked the imagination of most young people. A friend once told me that during the period of the Republic of China or earlier, cargo ships and bamboo rafts could pass to the gate of the former residence of the Jiang family in Xikou Town today. Think about what kind of scene it is. Lixi is seamlessly connected with Minjiang River, and there are many boats and sails on the water. I do n’t know when Chiang Kai-shek returned home to visit relatives at a certain time. Has he flowed along the Minjiang River, Fenghua River, Minjiang River, and Minxi River and stood upright at the bow of the ship. Hebutou leisurely went ashore. This at least proves that water transport to Xikou was significantly better than land transport at that time.

However, this Xiaowangmiao barrage dam, built in the late 1950s, cut off the navigation channel between Minxi and Minjiang River. The more than 50 kilometers long Minxi River laid a heavy burden on Xiaowangmiao Temple. And helpless period. Since then, the vessels downstream have terminated at Dabu and Xiaowangmiao Pier under the barrage, and the vessels (including bamboo rafts) upstream have terminated above the barrage. At that time, all kinds of mountain cargo bamboos and wooden crockery pots transported by Xikou and Tangyun were handed over from the barrage.

From the tens of kilometers of mountains and high mountains, Luxi came all the way along the way and accepted countless streams along the way. When it reached the Xiaowang Temple interchange, it became more abundant and strong. Here the river is wide and deep, suitable for water transportation, and several larger ship ports have formed in history. When there is a dock, there is a cargo transaction, which can gather popularity, thereby forming a market and prospering. On the side of the former Minjiang Wharf, the first moon near the water tower was Xiaowangmiao Town, Qingyun Village and Dabu Village.

When I was in Qingyun Village History Museum, I saw this record: In the ancient times, the Xiaowang Temple was called Quankou. In 1006 (three years of Jingde in the Northern Song Dynasty), there were four bazaars in Quankou, Baidu, Nandu, and Yuancun in Fenghua, and the Minjiang waterway opened to Ningbo. Since the Ming Dynasty, Quankou has become the largest bazaar in Fenghua. By the Republic of China, the size of the bazaar had expanded.

The bazaar effect directly gave birth to the prosperity and prosperity of Xiaowangmiao Town and Qingyun Village. This town is connected by one village and one village, becoming two shining pearls on the edge of the Minjiang River. I firmly believe that if there is no dependency on the Minjiang River for thousands of years, they will be completely different.

The Xiaowangmiao Town (now the street has been renamed) is named after Xiaowangmiao, the “first ancestral temple in Luodong”. The Xiaowangmiao was built in 1042 to commemorate the achievements of Xiao Shixian in Fenghua County in the Northern Song Dynasty. I believe that at that time, standing at the gate of the temple on the hillside, overlooking Wanqing Liangtian in the east, you can see Xiao Gong’s toil touring the field in order to control the locust disaster; and then you can see Xiao Gong in the north and Xiao Gong Amazing scenes of leading dams along the banks of embankment to repair floods. After the completion of the Xiao Wang Temple, the 13th to 18th of the first lunar month of the lunar calendar, the local people will hold a grand temple fair, this custom has been passed down for thousands of years, becoming the most important temple fair in eastern Zhejiang. Such temple fairs can fully inspire the thanksgiving and admiration of Xiao Gong from the past generations, condensed positive energy widely, and promoted the harmony and tranquility of the local society.

Although I have been to Qingyun Village many times, I have new insights every time. What attracts me to this village is of course not just the brand-new appearance of the village and the beautiful natural environment, but also the context that has been endless for hundreds of years. This is a village full of talents and humanities. It originated from the Tang Dynasty 1200 years ago. The whole village is dominated by the three surnames of Sun, Yang and Dai. The surname of Sun accounted for 80% of the total population of the village. Sun family. From the Ming Dynasty Sun Shengjian’s “Lianbu Qingyun” archway, more than 500 talents such as Shangshu, Grand Marshal, Jinshi, and others have emerged in Sunjiacun. From the Republic of China to modern times, a large number of celebrities in politics, business, culture and education have emerged in Sunjiacun, which has made outstanding contributions to the rise and prosperity of the Chinese nation. The family traditions of the Sunjia villagers who have collected books and taught the family in the past have profoundly influenced generations of villagers, inspiring them to serve the country and nurturing their hometowns. Just as in the 1950s, Sunjiacun was renamed “Qingyun Village” with profound meaning. This is the most vivid example of Sunjiacun people’s upholding traditional culture.

Today I am in the ancient village of Qingyun, and from time to time I see a lot of well-preserved buildings in the late Qing and the Republic of China. These ancient buildings are mainly houses, ancestral halls, and library buildings. The architectural style is mostly volcanic walls and bucket-frame structures. On the gate, the shadow wall, and the beams, decorated with woodcarvings, brickcarvings, stone carvings, and ink paintings, each master’s elegant temperament, aesthetic pursuit and rich family. Thanks to the people of Qingyun Village for preserving this abundant historical and cultural heritage for us, and for retaining precious memories and homesickness for us.

However, whether it is the Xiaowang Temple or Qingyun Village, they are all bred from the long-running Minxi (Qijiang) culture and are an important part of Minxi (Qijiang) culture. To be sure, the people of Qingyun Village before the Republic of China, they went out to explore the world, or returned to their hometowns, without exception, they went back and forth at the Minjiang Pier behind the village. The pier at that time was a must-go place to the outside, and it was the place where people with lofty ideals set off; the pier at that time was also a warm platform for travellers to return home and meet their loved ones first.

When I set foot on the Minjiang River embankment again, the last rainy season of this year just came to an end. The water surface of Minjiang River was covered with milky fog, together with the trees and grasses on both sides of the bank, it looked more gentle and moving in the past. The original pier under the barrage has no traces, and the large area of ​​the original site has long been engulfed by the half-height grass weeds, which are wet everywhere. Only a few dwarf bungalows remained above and below the dyke. The years did not allow them to be broken and collapsed. As a work house for the dock, it witnessed the prosperity of the year and engraved the last historical mark.

Standing on the dyke, there was a continuous stream of pedestrians and vehicles around me, and no one glanced at the old dock site below. I think it ’s a pity that it has been so desolate for a long time. Can the streets and water conservancy departments build a dock park here, and put a stone tablet in the park and write an inscription; it would be better to build a memorial. Not only can people along the river watch leisure, but also make future generations remember this unforgettable shipping history. It was natural for me to think that way, because a strong sense of responsibility drove me.

I want to continue along the river embankment to find the old ruins of Dabu Village.

Dabu Village is just two miles ahead. It is now a natural village on the street of Xiaowangmiao. It is famous for its large port in history. From the beginning of the Qing Dynasty to the end of the Republic of China, Dabu was once a flourishing commercial area in the north of Fenghua. It is one of the 13 bazaars in the county. It belongs to the famous commercial port and is called “Little Ningbo” by the people.

At that time, it was a material distribution center, a place where businessmen gathered. On the river, there were crowded Wushan boats, densely packed bamboo rafts, layers of cargo entering and leaving, scolding ship bosses and porters … It is spectacular. At that time, every village in Dabu had a port and households had boats to facilitate the shipment of goods. Some have made the port particularly large, such as Sanfang Port and Shangyuan Port. The formation of commercial ports has fostered a sense of business for the people in Dabu Village. They gradually walked out of the small villages and rushed to Ningbo and Shanghai to make great achievements. At that time, Dabu Village also opened a daily night cruise to and from Ningbo. Most of the night sailing ships are mixed with passengers and cargo.

In the village, I met the kind and enthusiastic uncle Zhu, who is exactly 80 years old and has a tough body. I asked him if there was an old street left by the pier in its heyday. I heard that in the old street there are wide goods shops, Chinese medicine halls, water workshops, oil presses, cigarette paper shops, bamboo shops, iron pot shops, hotels, etc. There are all kinds of things, and there are all kinds of people who open the shop.

It is long gone, the old man shook his head and told me without regret. In the mid-1950s, the government built a huge dyke on the old street in order to fight against the flood of the Oujiang River. The old street has long been obliterated at the foot of the dam.

I thought that the old street of Dabu must be located in the village and it was well-preserved. Now the words of the old man have corrected my subjective assertion, and I am quite disappointed. On the river embankment, the old man pointed at the Dabu Bridge across the Minjiang River and said that the old old stone bridge was not in this position, but 50 meters east. The old bridge is not so wide, and the bridge deck is paved with slate. I remember one day in 1949, Chiang Kai-shek got off at the side of the road opposite, and a group of people crossed the narrow bridge, crossed the alley of Dabu Village, and went to Sunjia Village (Qingyun Village) in the southwest to meet his uncle, his uncle Sun Qinfeng. . That day, all the people in the village ran to see the excitement. The old man remembered this memory and remembered it very well. He was only 10 years old, crowded in a dense crowd, and looked at Jiang Jieshi, who was walking towards him, in surprise. He never thought that this was the last resignation of Lao Jiang to his hometown and relatives.

The old Dabu Bridge in the past was overthrown by the flood. I found the cornerstone of the old bridge deep in the grass near the river, and I also saw the cornerstone across the river vaguely. With this old bridge as the core, there must be a picture of the Qingming River on the river surrounded by prosperous commerce and people. You can see the house number on the villagers’ house. So far, the words “up the street” and “down the street” are still marked. You can guess the important status and influence of Dabu Street. Unfortunately, the old bridge and old street no longer exist.

According to historical records, Dabu Village was originally a place of strong incense, there was Jingming Temple built in the early years of the Tang Dynasty, and it was the lower courtyard of Xuedou Temple. The pilgrims from the direction of Ningbo landed here on a boat, washed the dust and stayed there. The next day they went to Jingming Temple and then Xuedou Temple. Worshipping Buddhas in the order from the upper court to the upper court best reflects the devotion of pilgrims. There are several other temples and temples in the village, which have been burnt down.

In Dabu Village, I tried to visit some ancient buildings, but few of them. Compared with Qingyun Village, it is unknown whether Dabu Village is congenital, unprotected, or destroyed by various disasters. However, during the period of the Republic of China, bandits often entered the village to commit crimes and looted, but it was an indisputable fact. The grandfather of the local entrepreneur Zhu Yaojin was kidnapped by bandits in 1940 and spent a lot of silver dollars to redeem his life. Perhaps the ancestors of business in Dabu Village, in order to protect their own safety, did not build luxury homes, reveal their wealth, and kept a low profile.

Since Dabu Village is close to Minjiang River and has a very close dependence on Minjiang River, such a special geographical environment, coupled with its small population, naturally breeds a treasure land for commerce and trade. However, in such a place, if there are many small-scale operators, the original accumulation is limited, the money comes quickly, and the money goes fast. If the psychological wealth is not refined, then the ancestors will not have much outstanding assets for future generations. This is another analysis of the lack of luxury houses in Dabu Village.

In the village, only two or three buildings in the late Qing Dynasty were seen, and they were included in Fenghua’s cultural relics protection. The deepest impression is Zhu Damao’s room, whose gatehouse is exquisitely shaped and exquisite, with great artistic ingenuity. There were also several proud and important figures in the village, but the number was not comparable to Qingyun Village.

It can be concluded that during the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, compared with the Xiaowangmiao Pier on the Dabu Wharf on the Minjiang River, the former was far beyond the latter in terms of scale and strength, and the latter was still unknown at that time. The Xiaowangmiao wharf only slowly rose after the founding of the People’s Republic of China. Especially after the demise of Dabu Wharf, it accelerated its formation process. It entered its heyday in the 1970s, and began to develop in land transportation since the 1980s. Caused its gradual decline.

Qingyun Village is named after the cultural roots of the village, while Dabu Village is named after the geographical environment of the village. This is the difference between the two villages, but they have penetrated the blood of the Minjiang culture, and they are in the same vein.

In contemplation, the sound of a “chirping” motor suddenly came from the front. A huge sand carrier was splitting the quiet river surface, lonely came over, and startled dozens of egrets on both sides. The ripples were even on the stern. And densely rippling, constantly slamming the lush reeds on both sides of the strait … The ship gradually drifted away, and I watched it slowly disappear at the front corner.

Such a landscape has become increasingly rare on the prosperous river. The green hills are not old, and the river is silent.

Du Jiayu’s Past and Present

In the administrative territory of Fenghua, Du Jiayu, located on the north bank of the Minjiang River, is unknown.

This small village with a population of just over one hundred households belongs to Jiangkou administrative village. It is hidden in the southern foothills of western Laoshan. It is like a child living in isolation, low-key and indisputable. However, Du Jiayu is a paradise. The village lives on a hill. The houses are staggered, the bamboo forest is hidden, the chickens and dogs are heard, and the villagers’ lives are calm and peaceful.

Forty years ago, I couldn’t remember how many times I had been in Du Jiayu, but I never heard of the two ancients in the village and their anecdotes. At that time, people might be afraid of being put on the feudal superstition hat. There are many of my young classmates there; there are large peach trees we planted in the wasteland on the western slope; we cut rice in the paddy field in summer, and I cut my fingers by the dancing sickle, and the ants in the water are particularly fierce … These memories are fragmented and deep, and I have been concerned about this lonely little village. Now I want to take a closer look at this village, for nothing else, to trace the footprints of two ancients, and to feel the mystery of the old village.

At noon that day, the strong typhoon “Lichma” had left north, Hongfeng of the Minjiang River gradually receded, and the crops on both sides of the strait remained for the rest of the life. After the completion of the Yongjiang Bridge, the northern section of the western ring road in the urban area has been extended vertically to the Jiangba line in front of the village, which makes Dujiayu a new transportation hub. Du Jiayu’s ancestors did not dare to dream anyway, especially He Zhizhang and Du Sheng who were more than 1,200 years ago.

Back in the early days of Tianbao (AD 742), the Tang Dynasty poet He Zhizhang wrote to Tang Xuanzong and asked to resign from office and return to his hometown to spend his old age. Tang Xuanzong sent a large number of high-ranking officials and horses all the way down to Hexian’s hometown (Xinjiang, where Junxian is now at the junction). He Zhizhang, who was more than eighty years old, then chose the river estuary at the south foot of Laoshan Mountain as a retreat. Now on the plaque at the entrance of Bishan, there is such an introduction: He Zhizhang, from the official to the secretary’s office, resent his official return to his hometown due to his dissatisfaction with the imperial court acts. Du Sheng’s family lived in the southwest of Pingyan Cave in Bishan, and their descendants multiplied to become the current Dujiabang Village. At the invitation of Du Sheng, He Zhizhang often went fishing on the banks of the Minjiang River near Du Jiayu and sent his love between the mountains and rivers. Later generations commemorated He Zhizhang, and built a stone platform at the fishing office of He Jian to become the “He Jian Fishing Platform.” It is said that the four large characters of “Yichuan Yiqu” inscribed by Dong Qichang, a great painter and painter of the Ming Dynasty, were chiseled on a rock wall by the river and contrasted with the fishing platform.

Standing on the Minjiang Bridge, facing the magnificent Laoshan Mountain, overlooking the east and west sides of the north bank of the Minjiang River, I imagine that under the sky of the Tang Dynasty, two close friends who love each other will be within the radius of this activity. Many times, they will sing and harmonize with each other on the Laoshan Mountain and the banks of the Minjiang River. They will chant poems, treatises, drinking, playing chess, fishing, and fun …

I’m not too busy entering the village, I want to go to the Minjiang River to find the “He Jian Diaotai”. For thousands of years, the river has been subtly washing away the embankment, and the zigzag shape of the Minjiang River has been gradually modified, which is not what it used to be. When winding from the bridge’s approach bridge to the river, I was attracted by a brand-new leisure pavilion. There was no written text inside and outside the pavilion, and there were no embossed cliffs around it, so it must not be the “Hejian fishing platform”. I asked an old farmer who was working in a nearby field. He pointed away at the Jinji Mountain on the west side of the river. I followed the direction he was pointing and saw that there was a large dense forest there. there.

After thanking me, I drove to the west with great interest, and came to Zhushi Village, two miles away, to explore the path to the fishing platform in the old ladies in the roadside house. “Diaoyutai? Alas, turn left at the first intersection ahead.” The old ladies almost spoke in unison. I think, obviously it is Du Jiayu’s fishing platform, and even the people in Zhushi Village are familiar with it. It seems that this “He Jian Diaotai” really lives up to its name. I couldn’t wait to portray the appearance of the Diaoyutai in my head, and I was a little excited.

Entering from the side of the road, it is a two-meter-wide deep trail. The road surface after the rain is muddy, the shade above the sky covers the sky, and the fragrance of the forest is permeated in the air. Winding along the mountain, all kinds of flowers and seedlings planted by villagers along the way, lush thunder bamboo forests, wild weeds and vines growing everywhere … After walking for ten minutes, the road is still not over. I stared and searched for the rock formations in front of every suspected Diaoyutai. After turning over another cliff, the front became more and more desolate, and a large cliff appeared on the left. I don’t know which year the stone was mined. I carefully looked for Dong Qichang’s inscription on it and found nothing. Maybe the years are long, the wind and rain are invading, the inscriptions have long been ambiguous; maybe they have been destroyed by the later quarryers.

The Jinji Mountain behind me is drifting away. I have come to the outer river embankment. Through the dense bamboo forest, I saw the murky river looming beneath my feet, but there is still no trace of Diaoyutai. I firmly believe that the old ladies of Zhu Shicun will not lie and will not be so boring to fool a city man with a conviction of faith.

I gradually lost the patience to find, before even stepping into the waist-deep bushes before fearing that the fishing platform would be blocked and buried. When all my efforts proved futile, I decided to go back to my hometown.

When I came to the house in Zhushi Village again, I was already sweating a lot, and I planned to ask the old ladies for further proof. They acted very calmly about my experience. It seemed reasonable that I ran for nothing. “It was called Diaoyutai. We were married when we were young. It was so called. Anyway, no one had seen what a real Diaoyutai looks like.” Their tone seemed to reveal the answer at the end.

I understand that what they remember is the name of the place. It is not important whether the Diaoyutai is known or not. The important thing is that this place name is well-known and deeply rooted in the people’s hearts. It has become a spiritual and cultural habitat for the locals.

With contentment, I came to Dujiayu Village. Du’s basic pattern is similar to that of more than forty years ago. Most of the houses are old, but only a few luxurious villas are added to the east of the village entrance to guard the whole village. Under the eaves of an old building, I saw Uncle Du and her wife. Uncle Du is 75 years old, with a thin body, dark skin, and vicissitudes of time engraved on his face. He told me: “Now there are more than 30 elderly people left in the village. The property of each household has been registered above, and preparations are made for the next step of relocation. The western ring road in the south should extend straight ahead. A tunnel was hit by a mountain and connected to Qijiang Town, Haishu District, north of Shanxi. We have too much affection for this village and house, and we really do not want to move. “Du Dabo’s tone showed a slight sorrow, not all of his courtyard. Nostalgia is more a regret of the demise of the village and the rupture of bonds.

I asked Uncle Du the age of the house. I didn’t expect that this question opened his conversation box and let me know about Du Jiayu’s past and present life. The original Du Jiabang was not at the foot of the current Laoshan Mountain, but in front of the Jiangba Line, near the plains of the Oujiang River (today’s location under the approach bridge of the Oujiang Bridge). At that time, there were almost no dams on the Minjiang River, and the flood could easily flood the village. The Du Jiayu people, who were deeply affected by the flood, were distressed. In 1963, the entire village was relocated to the higher foothills of the northern foothills. Into farmland. Uncle Du was 19 years old when this house was built.

Speaking of the old Du Jiayu Village, Uncle Du was full of joy. At that time, Du Jiayu was as beautiful and delicate as the Jiangnan water village. The village was surrounded by multiple rivers and communicated with the Minjiang River outside. Cargo transportation and fishing boats were very convenient. There was a village gate in the east and west of the village to guard the village. Every year in the village, many people sit on the boat and watch it with great mood and style. This reminds me of the fascinating scenes depicted in “Social Drama” by Mr. Lu Xun.

I guess the old Du Jiayi has gone through a long time on the original site. During the Tang Dynasty, the environment here was quiet and primitive, the folk customs were honest and simple, and it was also an ideal place for people of insight to live in seclusion, beside Yishan Mountain and Minjiang River. Grandmaster Du Sheng, the ancestor of Kaishan, was certainly ecstatic when he carried his family members to choose a place to live. It is closer to Diaoyutai, which is more convenient for He and Du two old friends to fish and play on the banks of Minjiang River.

At that time, the main means of transportation for the villagers of Dujiayu were ships. They had a unique advantage to rely on the Minjiang River. If they wanted to go to the other side of the river, a ferry would be necessary. Uncle Du told me a folklore: In the past, Du Jiayu had a widow and often took his son to worship the Buddha in a temple on the other side. There was a sudden storm and the ferry sank and his son drowned. The sad widow thought about it, and then she invited the head of the other Buddha to the other side, and built a temple on the hill near Du Jiayu, built the body of the Buddha, and set the head up. From then on, the widow no longer needed to take the ferry to the other side Already. Later, good people continued to expand this temple. It is said that the temple was demolished during the “Sweep the Four Olds” in 1958, and bricks and timber were transported to Jiangkou to build a house for the ironsmith shop in the town.

After more than 1,200 generations of Du Sheng’s descendants, their footprints have now spread all over the country. In the middle, countless people of the surname Du migrated from Du Jiayu and continued to reproduce in future. Let’s not say far, but near, take Dujia Village in Shangtian Town as an example. I have no time to study the year when the ancestors of Dujia Village moved out of Dujiayu. Today there are two or three hundred households in Dujia Village, Shangtian, with six hundred or seventy people. The population size is much larger than that of Dujiayu, the mother village. The momentum is quite gratifying. Du Dabo and his wife have repeatedly expressed their desire to visit Du Jiacun, and they are eager to miss Du Shengtaigong with their ancestors who share the same roots and narrate their blood relationship.

After bidding farewell to Uncle Du, I walked over to the Yongjiang Bridge again, looking southward. After the second phase of the West Ring Road in the urban area was connected to Shangtian, it was very convenient to connect with Dujia Village to the south. Behind the mountain tunnel, it connects to Qijiang Town (the birthplace of He Zhizhang) north of Sheshan. In this way, Dujia Village, Dujiayu Village, Minshan, and Minjiang Town are all in a straight line, which directly connects all the historical elements related to Du Sheng and He Zhizhang. This is a coincidence in the dark.

Long Jiang River Freighter

In the spring afternoon, I stepped on the recently completed Jiangkou Pedestrian Bridge, and I saw the orange-yellow herringbone steel beam lift the bridge in the sky, as if a light and beautiful dragon crossed the Yongjiang River, adding warmth to the two sides of the town. Color. The river is wider, whiter and almost invisible. In addition to the occasional sound of “Dangdang Dangdang” from the excavator on the riverside, the Minjiang River in the rain looks like a bustling vicissitudes of vicissitudes. .

In Jiangkou, I don’t know the name of this new pedestrian bridge. I think, at least, it will not be called the Guangde Bridge. The Guangde Bridge is 100 meters downstream, and it can still find its old site. More than forty years ago, we stood on the Guangde Bridge in the 1970s countless times. Every day we lay on the old concrete railings and watched the ships passing by under the bridge. We are most looking forward to the tugboat fleet passing by twice a day. There are more than thirty pairs of magnificent Wushan boats, connected more than 300 meters from end to end. They are towed by the leading steam turbine. The motors roar all the way, full of pride and rolling waves on the river. , The waves splash, and the air is filled with the unique atmosphere of that era. The long fleet sometimes sails from Xiaozhen Wharf on the west, and returns from Ningbo Grand Wharf on the east.

During the underdeveloped period of land transportation, Minjiang River was a golden waterway connecting Fenghua northwest and Minjiang River. At that time, it was like a enthusiastic and handsome woman, starting from Xiujian Mountain at the eastern foot of Siming, winding all the way around the mountain to avoid peaks and meander. Coming in serenity, the mighty Minjiang River converges in the Xiao Town Temple of the ancient town.

Master Cheng, who had worked at the shipping station in Xiaozhen, told me about his passionate years, his face was full of emotions. Xiaozheng Shipping Station was established in 1958 and belongs to Fenghua County Transportation Company. Before, there was no unified tugboat fleet on the river, all of which were scattered and bravely transported, the shipping efficiency was low, and it was seriously unsuitable for the level of social development at that time. According to “Fenghua History”, in 1959, there was only one tugboat. In 1960, the county shipping company shipyard built two ships. By 1988, it had grown to 24 ships (this is the latter story). Master Cheng told me that around 1962, a tugboat team was set up at the Xiaozheng Shipping Station. By the 1970s, during the heyday of the heyday, there were 174 wooden Wushan ships with a load of 5 to 6 tons. A tugboat team calculated 30 to 60 Wushan ships with a transport capacity of more than 300 tons, which was very remarkable at the time. Among the four major shipping stations in Xiaozhen, Jiangkou, Xiwu, and Hetou, Xiaozhen Shipping Station has a large scale, brilliant performance, and tops the comprehensive strength, becoming the leader in the county’s shipping industry.

When we were young, we hadn’t seen a real train. When we saw the long fleet of ships connected on the river, we regarded it as a “water train” one by one, even the sound of each other’s whistle was extremely similar. On the turbulent Yongjiang River, the spirit of the swift and daring forward of the vast fleet has filled the inexhaustible heart of our youth. The captain and the helmsman are undoubtedly heroes in our hearts. In the memory, the stern of each Wushan ship stood with a mighty and resolute ship boss, manipulating the oars intently, and let the wind of the river pour in his ears.

Since there is such a magnificent and charming scenery on the Minjiang River, along the way is full of vitality and vitality, people along the shore will have many happy thoughts.

In the age of material poverty, standing on the estuary bridge or on the embankment and watching the assortment of goods on each Wushan boat is a visual treat. The tugboats coming out of Xiaozhen Wharf are mostly filled with bamboo charcoal and various agricultural and sideline products transported from Xikou and Tingxia, all kinds of bamboo products from Tangyun, crockery pots of abnormal mountains, and rice wheat and yellow sand. Stones, fertilizers, livestock, etc., were continuously transported to the Sanjiang terminal in Ningbo, and then transferred to the farther Cixi, Yuyao, Shaoxing, Xiaoshan, Hangzhou, Zhoushan, and Shanghai. In a year of good weather, tugboats transported by Minjiang River will appear more busy; tugboats returning from Ningbo are full of cloth oil, salt, fruits and seafood, and miscellaneous daily necessities. At that time, the Xiaowang Temple and Jiangba Line were separated by a turbulent Minjiang River, there was no bridge, and the land traffic was relatively closed. Most of the external supply of Xiaozhen Supply and Marketing Co. depended on this waterway to enter, so Minjiang became Xiaozhen Freight throat.

Where there are boats, there are docks, where there is a market on the shore, and where there is a market, a prosperous market can be born. At that time, Xiaozhen was much more prosperous than Jiangkou, and the old streets were full of densely packed shops with all kinds of goods. There was even a photo studio on the street. In the Spring Festival that year, our family went to Xiaozhen to take a “family portrait.”

From Xiaozhen to Ningbo, the tugboat fleet takes more than three hours one way, and must catch the tide, that is, when the tide is high, it is necessary to return from Ningbo; when the tide is low, it must start from Xiaozhen. Except when the river was shut down during the flood of the Minjiang River, the rest of the time were sailing without storm. For example, fleet A arrives at the Ningbo dock and begins unloading; fleet B is ready to go and ready to return. After the next day, fleet A is fully loaded and will return soon; fleet B arrives and unloads. In this way, the two fleets relayed each other, going back and forth every two days; thus, we saw the huge fleet passing through the estuary twice a day.

Before the Minjiang River flows through the mouth of the river, there are natural large curves on the east and west wings, and the shore is covered with dense reeds, which just blocks the sight of people in the town. But it’s hard to beat the children. They have sharp hearing and sharp eyes, and they always catch the sound of the coming of the fleet first. Whenever a fleet approached, but no trace was visible, they shouted excitedly: “Tugboats come! Tugboats come!” The loud shouts echoed on both sides of the Minjiang River, one after another. Then, the bridge, the river embankment, and the shore were crowded next to each other. People talked and watched the fleet passing under the old Guangde Bridge. The fleet appeared in people’s field of vision for only seven or eight minutes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The remaining waves on the river were shaking constantly, beating the embankment desperately.

At that time, we watched tugboats every day. After watching for a long time, the faces of many ship bosses were familiar to us one by one. Many of them were father and son, they inherited the father’s business, and the income of running ships was high. This is an indisputable fact. After looking at it for a long time, I also saw the danger, which only occurred on such a short distance. If you look at the entire voyage, you can imagine the risks. After that rainstorm, the water of the Minjiang River was turbulent, and a steamship dragged more than 30 pairs of Wushan boats, and the wind and dust rushed to Ningbo. Analysis from the principle of mechanics, because the distance between the head and tail of the fleet is too long, the ship at the end is subject to inertia, and it is easy to skew and deviate from the direction. This is like dancing a dragon. The dragon tail is the easiest to be out of touch with the dragon head. Besides, the water flow is fast at that time. When the fleet passed the Guangde Bridge, the last pair of Wushan boats suddenly “banged” and hit the concrete seat at the foot of the bridge. The strong impact force caused the hull to burst instantly, and the cargo on the ship sank in full. Underwater. At the close of the moment, the two experienced ship bosses quickly climbed onto the foot of the bridge while the ship was spinning under the bridge, and shouted the distant fleet … That scene, I was thrilled to see that, so far Leave a shadow. They were a pair of troubled father and son. The father hugged his son tightly with his strong arms. Another time when the Wushan ship was hit, the boss of the ship was not so lucky. One was missing and the other was lucky to hug a broken ship board and drift down. Master Cheng also introduced me to the worst shipwreck accident that occurred in the waters of Fangqiao that year.

After 1984, 36-ton steel plate ships have been introduced one after another, and their transport capacity and safety performance have reached unprecedented levels. The speed is fast, and the journey goes further. The tugboat fleet departs from the Minjiang River, crosses the Yaojiang River, and runs towards the rolling Grand Canal …

Nowadays, the number of shipping vessels is gradually decreasing, and no one can see the sight of a hundred rivers competing on the river, but this is not the fault of the Qiongjiang River. It is the inevitable progress of the times and the development of transportation. Even the Beijing-Hangzhou-Ningbo Grand Canal is no exception. . Today, from the Xiaowang Temple to the two ends of the Minjiang River on the Fangqiao, there are two highways built over the years, and the provincial, county and township roads are crisscrossed. The bridge has already been completed and opened to traffic, and the future Yongjin Railway will pass by not far from the Minjiang River. The road to and from the ancient town of Xiaowangmiao has long been extending in all directions. Minjiang River has entered the age of rest and recuperation. In addition to the permanent function of flood control and irrigation, people pay more attention to its water quality environment and natural ornamental value, thereby improving the quality of life of modern people.

The glorious history of the Minjiang tugboat constitutes the strong color of the Minjiang culture. For thousands of years, the Minjiang River has performed many legendary stories. Only the galloping river water has witnessed and witnessed it.

I had a curious idea. If I could build a shipping history museum by the Minjiang River, or set up a few sets of shipping-themed sculptures, like Ningbo Minjiang Wharf and Hangzhou Canal Wharf, I would record the unique style of that era and show the poetic scene of that era. This wonderful Qiujiang culture will be vividly spread, which is a wonderful thing.