Wei Hou Mansion

The snow was rushing down, and the personal soldiers were patrolling the sword, their steps were heavy, and their long boots squeaked on the snow. The dark sky made the entire mansion look a little gloomy and depressing.

Several personal soldiers led the way, and two others were walking in the corridor holding lanterns. There was a lot in the distance. Even during the day, due to dark clouds, there was still lights and a faint mist.

The Marquis of Wei didn't say anything, and arrived at a room and stepped in without notifying him. He saw several clerks inside busy, and a middle-aged man was writing at his desk.

At this time, the clerk saw the Marquis of Wei and quickly knelt down with a "slap". At this time, the middle-aged man was very surprised to see that it was Marquis of Wei. He quickly threw the pen and stood up to salute: "Why is the Marquis coming? Just as he was thinking that the list was finished, he was about to come to pay homage to the Lord!"

Marquis Wei smiled slightly and stared at the person in front of him. This person looked ordinary, with a little gentleman and a fair face. He Yun was the same generation as Ji Ziying back then, but Ji Ziying looked elegant and handsome, and his temperament was upright and strong. However, this person was ordinary and dark, but he was skilled in talent. He could be called a two-character master, but he chose this person himself.

Thinking of it, there was no expression on his face and said lightly: "If you have anything, just say it here!"

"Yes!" Zhong Heyun bowed a little, waved his hand, and the clerks left and right retreated, closed the door tightly, Zhong Heyun took out a scroll and laid a map.

Marquis of Wei stepped forward and looked carefully. He saw that it was a map of the whole mansion, with circles and dots on it.

Marquis Wei first praised: "Mr. Zhong, you have traveled all over the city. Thank you for your hard work in the past few years."

Zhong Heyun lowered his hands and said, "I dare not take it. This is my duty. Please come on. This is the Feng Shui diagram of the whole mansion. There are thirty-six qi holes, which are basically here. However, inside the deep mountains, there are many demons, so it is difficult to reach and view..."

Speaking of this, he pondered for a moment, paused and said, "The dragon vein of this mansion comes from Yishui, and the qi holes mostly condense along the waterway. The main ancestral tomb is on the main trunk and it has not shaken. However, if you want to break other qi holes, it may affect the main trunk..." Speaking of this, Zhong Heyun stopped and said nothing, and the room suddenly became quiet. The sound of the snow came faintly, which made it even quieter.

"Mr. Zhong, what you said is reasonable. What suggestions do you have?" Wei Hou glanced at the drawings, and the Fan family also asked lightly on this branch.

"The master, as long as the main trunk remains unchanged, you can enjoy the master's fortune alone. This cannot make the sky, but luck is not just the earth veins, but it depends on how the master handles it. According to my opinion, this is still the sentence - to govern troubled times, use heavy rules, and not kill for the sake of the overall situation." As he said, Zhong Heyun's muscles twitched, and he breathed in a breath: "Even if it affects some political situations and some twists and turns, it is not unbearable. The master, as long as the situation is under control, even if it worsens, it doesn't matter. On the contrary, if the situation is not under control, even peace will be of no use."

When Wei Hou heard this, he was moved at first, then frowned and pondered. He didn't say anything for a moment, and stood up and walked slowly.

Zhong Heyun looked at Marquis Wei. He had been following the Lord for more than 20 years and had seen this situation many times. When encountering major events, he would wander around and think about things.

But it won't take long to make a decision.

Guozhong He Yun was thinking, and Marquis Wei had already stood still, and a sneer flashed: "It seems that he is still a noble person and a shallow man, and he cannot suppress the situation!"

After saying that, he took out another note, which stated that the Fan Mansion sent someone to vaguely care about Wang Cunye's family. Leng Bingbing said: "You are right. Now, the situation is still in my hands. I would rather destroy and rebuild than delegate power with peace. This cannot be ambiguous at all."

"Since someone is still thinking about a great rebellion at this time, Gu cannot be bound by the common law! Don't think that in a peaceful world, you can't take action without evidence. Gu will give them a knife!" As he said that, Prince Wei smiled and patted the post and said, "There is also a thief named Wang who thinks that he can be worry-free after relying on the Fan family. It's simply a dream. Gu wants to see how this thief dies!"

"I will leave all these preparations to you, and you will do the specific things. There is no need to ask for instructions again. After the New Year's Spring Hunting Parade, I will kill all these thieves in one fell swoop... Did you hear it?"

"Yes! I am ordered!" Zhong Heyun bowed and kowtowed, responding loudly.

Dayan View

Dayan Temple is located on Yunya Mountain, and the Taoist temple is built against the mountain. You can look up at the flowing clouds in the sky.

At this time, in a side hall, Xie Xiang was wearing a blue silk shirt, and there was a bowl of steaming potion on the carved solid wood table beside him.

After hanging for a while, Xie Xiang picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl. It didn't feel very hot. He blew the hot air and drank it all. However, after drinking it, he coughed again and his face flushed.

Peng Tian’s wife Peng Zhang, behind her, was taking care of Xie Xiang, and she was worried about her face: “Miss, why is this medicine getting less and less irresponsible…”

Xie Xiang covered her mouth, after a while, she stopped coughing, and the flush on her face faded away, leaving only a pale body. This feeling of fatigue made her lean on the chair and take a nap, and then she opened her eyes after recovering some strength. She smiled bitterly on her face and said to Peng Zhang: "I don't know either, but when I think about it carefully, it's three parts of the medicine. It should be taken continuously, and the medicine accumulated in her body, which makes her look less and less responsible!"

Peng Zhang walked over and put away the blue and white bowls. She couldn't understand these, but she knew that the medicine was useless. She said, "What should I do, what should I do..."

But this time, Xie Xiang did not answer her. Peng Zhang thought about it, then walked out and went to the main hall.

The main hall is adjacent to the main hall, built on the mountain, and is quiet all year round. There is a Taoist boy guarding a small house outside. Mrs. Peng Zhang walked up and asked the Taoist boy, "Is the master of the temple inside? Do you have time to see me?"

Everyone knows each other during the sight. When the Taoist boy saw Peng Zhang coming, he quickly put down his scroll and walked out of the cottage to greet him, shouting: "Aunt Peng."

He was the child of a tenant, but fortunately he was taken by the audience. His parents quickly sent him to the temple as a Taoist boy. He had food, clothes and clothes, and had nothing to do to read and write. This was something the mountain people could not ask for. Because his parents and themselves thought that they had good luck, they could have this opportunity.

Peng Zhang is the wife of the household chief Peng Tian, ​​and the lady serving the eldest lady, so he dared not be negligent at all. He heard the words and said, "Aunt Peng has been keeping the door closed these days, and I rarely see it."

Seeing that Peng Zhang's face looked a little anxious and there was something wrong, the Taoist boy replied. When Peng Zhang heard this, his eyes couldn't help but feel sad. After thinking for a while, he said to the Taoist boy: "Miss Xie's health is getting worse and worse, and yam is not the case. I dare not hide this matter, for fear of ruining Miss Xie's body. The master comes out and tell him to let him know about it."

"Well, I will report immediately after the master comes out!" The Taoist boy bowed, with a solemn expression on his face, but he followed the etiquette and used it.

Seeing this solemn expression, Peng Zhang seemed to be in love with his heart. He put a big stone in his heart and turned to the kitchen.

The Taoist boy stood on the stone steps and watched her go away, thinking in his heart when the master of the spectator would come out. However, after a second thought, he knew that there was no accurate time for this matter, so he shook his head and went back to the cottage.

In the main hall, Wang Cunye sat on the couch, with seals on his hands, the red lotus half hidden and half revealed, and a burst of red light was scattered, with a faint sound of clear and leisurely, just like jade collides, bells and drums ringing.

After a moment, it gradually disappeared again. Wang Cunye opened his eyes and got off the cloud bed.

These days, as soon as I came back, I comprehended the methods in the two hundred volumes of Taoist scriptures, and repeatedly comprehended the methods on Qinghua Baolu. If I hadn't restrained myself and used the Six Yang diagram to strengthen my foundation, I would have been able to practice and achieve a small success.

When I opened the door, the sun shone in.

At this time, the Taoist boy in the cottage heard the door creaking and saw the snob walk out of it. He was shocked and was overjoyed again. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his head to the courtesy: " snob!"

Wang Cunye shook his sleeves and asked him to avoid politeness. He asked, "Is there something happening in my confinement these days?"

The Taoist boy stepped aside and stood with his hands down. When he saw the viewer asking, he responded: "Purchase New Year's goods three days ago and distribute ten kilograms of meat to each household."

Wang Cunye nodded slightly when he heard this. He knew about it and asked, "What else?"

The Taoist boy paused and continued, "This morning, Mrs. Peng Zhang came to see you. Because you were in seclusion, she asked me to tell me that Miss Xie was in poor health and yam was getting less and less responsible."

After saying this, he kept silent and hung his hands and refused to say another word.

"Hmm?!" Hearing this, Wang Cunye felt a deep heart, and stepped in and rushed towards Xie Xiang's place. When he got in front, he saw Peng Zhang and a maid about twelve years old in the room. Xie Xiang leaned over and his face turned red with coughing. The maid gently massaged her back.

When Xie Xiang saw Wang Cunye coming, he gasped, smiled, and waved his hand.

Wang Cunye frowned and looked up, and his heart was pressed down. Xie Xiang's body was always in mind. He thought that he would find a way to start spring, but he didn't expect that yam would not be responsible for the matter now. He waved his hand and asked the Taoist boy and the maid to retreat.

He stepped forward and stared at Xie Xiang with a concerned look, then looked carefully, and asked: "Junior sister, what do you think of this medicine? Is it really useless?"

Xie Xiang was slightly shocked when she heard this. She did not tell her senior brother about this, but she realized in a blink of an eye that someone must have reported it. At this time, she had already revealed her traces and did not cover it up. She nodded: "Well, yam is not very effective. In recent days, she has become increasingly weak and often coughs."

Xie Xiang said this in person, confirming what the Taoist boy said. Wang Cunye sat down after searching, held her hand and looked at him silently. When Xie Xiang saw his senior brother staring at him, his eyes were full of concern and love. He was moved. He bit his lip and said with a faint smile: "Senior brother, don't worry too much. This is fate, but I can't resist it. I was thinking just now that I once said that I would give birth to a son for my senior brother, and it seems that it may not be possible to achieve it... If I am not good, as long as my senior brother can remember to write my name on the genealogy, I will be satisfied."

After hearing this, Wang Cunye gritted his teeth and kept silent. He pondered for a long time and said, "We practitioners of Taoism are just going to open a path. How can we accept our fate like this?"

He thought about it for a while and sneered, "I really don't believe in this life. Don't think about it. I'm going to the Taoist Palace once."

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