Jiantan Reservoir — Jiantan in Dalong Village. In 1956, to promote water conservancy, a reservoir was built and named "Jiantan Reservoir."

Jiantan Reservoir. Jiantan in Dalong Village. In 1956, to promote water conservancy, a reservoir was built and named "Jiantan Reservoir.". Jiantan in Dalong Village. In 1956, to promote water conservancy, a reservoir was built and named "Jiantan Reservoir." Legends abound around the reservoir, and myths add to its mystery, enduring through time, which is another wonder. Although it may not be listed in alternative folk tales like Liaozhai Zhiyi, it certainly adds to the enjoyment after a meal. Origin of the place name: One is attributed to Zheng Chenggong, and the other to Lin Shuangwen. The former tells a story from over three hundred years ago when Zheng Chenggong, after entering Taiwan, led troops to Dalong Village to "conquer the barbarians." After days of unsuccessful encounters with brave barbarians, Zheng happened upon a deep pool nearby. He sighed at the unfavorable war, resented his sword for being ineffective, and in a fit of anger, threw his sword into the pool. Immediately, the pool water surged, and it took seven days and nights to calm down, thus earning the name "Jiantan" (Sword Pool). However, this local tale differs significantly from official history, possessing only a vague, speculative beauty. The latter refers to Lin Shuangwen, who revolted against the Qing dynasty in Changhua in the 51st year of Qianlong's reign (1786). After battling across the province, he was defeated and fled north. Passing through Zaoqiao, disheartened, he threw his sword into the pool. Another version says that when Lin Shuangwen led his troops through here, his soldiers were parched. Lin Shuangwen thrust his sword into the ground, and spring water gushed out, forming a pool, and his precious sword was lost in it. There are also legends about how to retrieve the sword. One says that only a rope made of rice husks can fish it out. Someone once used malt candy to stick to rice husks and fished for the precious sword. Indeed, the sword appeared on the surface of the pool, but a voice from afar said, "That's not a rice husk, but a malt candy rope," and the precious sword immediately sank. The idea of a voice traveling a thousand miles is absurd, but it still allows for imagination. Another legend says that on the first and tenth day of each month... Address: 苗栗縣造橋鄉中間坑苗14 Hours: 00:00–23:59 Miaoli