The Lost Traces of Guide Chapter 5 Eight-character formulas
Feng Qing heard that the eight-character formula recited by Feng Yu was exactly the same as the "Eight Verses of Broken Mountain" in his ancestral hall, and he basically believed that this child was a member of Feng's family.
Feng Er was a man of his own words. He was in a good mood and couldn't hide the expression on his face. He pulled Feng Yu over and couldn't put it down.
"Brother, it's not easy. Our Feng family can still have such a young boy. He is his mother's ancestral fairy."
Feng Qing kept his face silent and asked Mingyi, "Is his mother buried?"
"Go back to me, uncle, let's bury him."
Feng Qing nodded and said: "Since my Feng family is correct, let's stay. Your name is Feng Yu, right?"
Feng Yu nodded in agreement, and the lame old man in front of him seemed a little scared.
"In terms of seniority, your father and I are the same generation. You should call me uncle. This is your second uncle."
Mingyi reminded from the side, "Hurry up and call your uncle, second uncle, they are your blood relatives."
Feng Yu nodded and called out: "Uncle, second uncle."
Feng Er readily agreed, but Feng Qing added: "My Feng family has been doing underground business for generations. There are ancestral rules from our ancestors. The skills of guarding mountains and stealing doors are not passed on to others. Although you are the son of the old man outside, naturally,
You are a member of the Feng family. The Feng family has no heirs. You can be said to be the only heir now. This is the situation. If you want to stay, your identity will inevitably change. Do you understand this? "
When Feng Er heard what his elder brother said, he immediately knew what it meant. He said to Feng Qing: "Brother, this child has been living outside for so long. You should let him rest for a night first, and we can talk about the rest tomorrow.
I found it, are you still afraid of running away?"
"Second brother, I am not the eldest brother. I have to make it clear before I let this child in. This is not a trivial matter. I must explain it clearly today. Either this child will be with you in the genealogy, or he will be adopted by me. In normal times, I will seal the door.
The family can still raise a child, but when it comes to heirs, we can’t afford to be careless, and we must settle the matter first today.”
Feng Qing had been troubled by this matter for many years. Now that he saw Feng Yu, he was more excited than anyone else. In front of his ancestors, he could finally let go of the burden that he had been carrying for many years.
Mingyi glanced at the two of them and asked Feng Yu, "Do you know what your two uncles mean?"
Feng Yu has a handsome face and a pair of thick eyebrows furrowed. The twelve-year-old boy has experience and psychology beyond his age.
"The two uncles want to adopt me to one of their families, so that I can become the heir to the Guanshan Feng family in an upright manner."
"By the way, children can be taught. You and I are both members of the Feng clan and belong to the same clan. It is not difficult to recognize a father." Feng Qing stared at Feng Yu and said.
"Then I will accept my second uncle as my father."
Feng Er smiled at first, his withered face and beard squeezed out many folds. The happiest thing in the world is to be a father. He feels even happier than having a golden coffin poured out of the ground.
But when Feng Er thought about it carefully, he felt that he was a rough man. He only knew how to work in the fields, and he was a bit rough. Not to mention the women in the backyard. They talked all day long and scolded everything they saw.
If the city government doesn't have it, this child will surely suffer a big loss if he follows him.
Feng Er patted Feng Yu and said: "Son, it's a pity that you and I are not destined to each other. I, Feng Er, have no abilities. You can adopt me as your uncle and learn some real skills. The Feng family will have to look after you in the future.
What kind of world is it now? Warlords are in power, feudalism is remnant, there is chaos inside and outside, there are no means or government, all you can do is to be played by others, you go and recognize your uncle as your father, that way I can rest assured."
Feng Er is an outspoken person, so he pulled Feng Yu to Feng Qing, "Don't worry, kid, I have been coming to the mountain viewing sect for so many years, and it will be even better in the future. If you enter my mountain viewing sect, you will be my mountain viewing sect."
From now on, your second uncle will protect you no matter what happens, no, it will be your second uncle who will protect you."
Feng Qing nodded, agreed with Feng Er's statement, and took Feng Yu in with half a lame leg.
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1912 was an extraordinary year. Many, many things happened in this year.
The new government was established, the feudal system of thousands of years was overthrown, and many old ways and concepts were abandoned. Due to external media factors, the Guanshan Feng family did not go to the grave for several years in a row, in order to seek stability and wait for the situation to calm down.
It's not too late to make plans after stabilizing yourself.
As for the Feng family in Guanshan, the biggest thing is Feng Yu’s entrance. When Feng Yu entered the Feng family, he was looked down upon by other Feng family members. This is reasonable. After all, a so-called person appeared in the family for no reason.
The heirs will involve the vital interests of many people.
Feng Yu paid homage to his ancestors at the Guanshan Ancestral Hall, and wrote his name on the genealogy. The process was extremely simple. Firstly, he wanted to avoid being noticed, and secondly, many members of the Feng clan were dissatisfied.
Feng Qing adopted Feng Yu into his family and began to train him carefully. Feng Yu's appearance was like a timely rain, which reunited the Feng family who were about to be separated. Feng Qing knew very well that his father had already thought of it.
With this kind of problem, it's no wonder that people keep concubines outside in groups. Now it seems that Mr. Feng is the smartest person.
Feng Qing was still feeling ashamed. He and his second son had even blamed the old man for having too many concubines outside his home, saying that his father was a freewheeling person who did not do his job properly. Those concubines who were outside were all young, and some were even
Even younger than the Feng brothers, it's really hard to distinguish between the generations, and it would be embarrassing to tell them.
It is also for this reason that Feng Qing and Feng Yuan are not romantic like Mr. Feng. They are both married late and have children late. Therefore, the Feng family has almost no future prospects today. It is true that Mr. Feng is the master of success and Mr. Feng is the master of failure.
Fortunately, Mr. Feng took precautions and now it seems that everything he did was justified.
Although the father Feng Yu originally wanted to recognize was not Feng Qing, after a few years, Feng Yu knew in his heart that his uncle treated him as his own son and taught him everything he knew and saw.
Feng Er also treated Feng Yu like his own son. Although there were some people in the Feng clan who didn't want to see Feng Yu, with the Feng brothers around, others didn't dare to say anything.
Five years passed by. In 1917, the Feng family had not gone to the ground to rob tombs in the past five years. On the one hand, the government had fallen and been restored many times, and the officers and soldiers had changed from those who carried knives to those who used guns. On the other hand, Feng Qing had to
When the news came, I started researching an imperial tomb in Guide City, Henan, as if I was waiting for an opportunity.
Feng Yu is seventeen years old this year. In his fifth year in the Feng family in Yanshan, he has learned a little bit about things and knows the origins of his ancestors' mountain-viewing Taibao. The art of mountain-viewing is difficult to understand and cannot be mastered overnight.
If you don't practice it with your own hands, it will be difficult to implement it just by talking on paper.
Coincidentally, the opportunity Feng Qing was waiting for was brought by a group of people in a quiet and ordinary night.
"Boom, boom, boom."
Outside the silent Feng family, someone knocked hurriedly on two old black doors...