Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a scholar in the ancient and modern gardens of Caozhou, surnamed Zhao and named Bang Ning. Since childhood, both parents have died, and there is only one old housekeeper in the family. Bang Ning was talented and intelligent, and loved flowers and plants. He heard that there were strange flowers and plants there, no matter how far the journey was, he had to find them and plant them in the garden.

On this day, he came to Laoshan by the east coast and wanted to find some good flowers to bring back, but he searched all over the mountain and below, but found nothing he liked. Disappointed, he came to a small river and suddenly found a strange peony next to the hut by the river. It had purple flowers, dark purple flower stems, purplish-red petioles, and green-purple flowers and leaves. Only the stamens were yellow-green, curved and particularly eye-catching, and it was clearly a rare species. It was just a little shrinking, and the leaves were rolled and sagging, like a girl in old clothes. Bunning thought that the flower had to be watered immediately, or it would die. But there was no one nearby, and the only door to the hut was still locked. Where can I find a water lifting tool? Bunning was helpless and had to hold the river water with both hands. Drop by drop he sprinkled on the shrunken peony. He held it a dozen times in one breath before he had just watered the ground. Later, he took off his coat, soaked it in the river, and wrung the water under the peony flowers. He ran again and again, and his underwear was soaked with sweat, until he saw that the watered peony was gradually becoming more hydrated, and he was willing to sit down and rest.

Before he knew it. The sun was setting. The owner of the hut was back. The owner was an old man in his eighties. Bunning hurried up to meet him, and the two of them hit it off at first sight. After the hustle and bustle, they started chatting. It turned out that the old man was old and sick, and his daughter took him to live for a while. Because he was always thinking about the peony, he rushed back to see it. Bunning asked about the peony, and the old man said, "This peony has been around for as long as I can remember. I don't know how many years, and it grows with lush flowers and leaves every year. It's a pity that I'm old and I can't take care of it anymore..." The old man looked at the peony and sighed deeply. Hearing this, Bunning told the old man how he loved flowers like his life. He expressed his willingness to exchange everything on his body for this peony. The old man saw that Bang Ning was loyal and honest and a flower lover, so he gave this beloved peony to him.

Bunning was overjoyed and hurried to bow to the old man. Bunning was eager to return home, so he asked the old man for a large flower pot, planted the peony in the pot with roots and soil, and decided to rush back overnight. But the journey is long, and you have to travel through mountains and rivers. How can you transport it? Pull it by a car. What if the road is uneven and the pot is damaged? Carry it with an animal? What if the animal doesn't obey and dumps the pot? Bunning was worried and thought about it. He thought it was better to get insurance. Having made up his mind, he bundled his luggage into the car, picked up the flowerpot and set off on the road.

On this day, Bunning missed the place to stay in order to travel more. Seeing that it was getting late, he could not go to the village and did not rely on the shop, so he had to bite the bullet and continue on his way. After walking for a few more miles, he was too tired to support it. His eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground with a "plop." The flower pot in his arms fell to pieces. Bunning got up, and he hurriedly picked up the peony, ignoring the pain in his body. The blood on his head dripped into the flower's heart. He still wanted to go forward. But the flowerpot was gone. In order to save the peony, he planned to plant it on the spot; Bang touched the ground with his hand, and it was wet. I thought the flower really didn't deserve to be saved. Bunning threw his hand and dug a hole. Plant the peony in it. "He prayed to Peony, ""Peony, Peony, do you want to stay here? All right then." Bunning built a grass nunnery next to Peony and lived there.

Besides, Banning's old housekeeper didn't see Banning come back after waiting a year, so he was very anxious. In the spring of the next year, he entrusted Banning's cousin to take silver taels and drive all the way to find it. Finally, in this wilderness, 'found Banning's address.' This kind of purple-red peony has been cultivated by him for more than 100 trees. But he worked too hard to cultivate peonies and died more than a month ago. Cousin took these more than 100 peonies into transplanting pots and brought them back to his hometown of Caozhou. At that time, Caozhou did not have this kind of color. In order to miss Zhao Banning, people called this kind of pill Banning purple.