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Chapter five hundred and forty-six things come

"Why, isn't there anything special about this?"

What kind of person is Song Haotian? When he saw Ye Tian put on this expression, he suddenly understood something in his heart. What he just said might have violated Ye Tian's taboo.

"Okay, if you don't want me to live a short life, just say less!"

Ye Tian glanced at Song Haotian angrily and said: "How can a mortal determine the destiny of a country? How can a person like me be able to contend if the secret of heaven is revealed? You have lived a long time, I

Haven’t lived enough yet…”

Most of the ancient Feng Shui masters lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and only a few were willing to serve the emperor.

It's just that those magicians who worked for the emperor were deceiving people by deducing the national destiny. For example, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang deduced the push-back diagram, but the meaning of the diagram was so obscure that ordinary people could not understand it.

Later, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang knew that they had committed a taboo, so they kept the pictures and texts separately, and deliberately made the Li and Yuan families into feuds so that the Tuibei picture could not be unified.

However, at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Jin Shengtan, a strange man of the generation, wrote a preface and commentary for Tuibei Tu, integrating the pictures and text that had been circulated for hundreds of years.

However, just after he did such a thing, he suffered a lot of misfortune and was executed for treason. His wife and children lost all their property, and the entire family disappeared.

The reason why Jin Shengtan suffered this bad fate is inseparable from his false interpretation of the back diagram. The act of deducing the destiny of the country has become a taboo thing in Feng Shui practitioners.

"Is there anything else you can say?"

After hearing Ye Tian's explanation, Song Haotian suddenly realized that he could not ask the monks or Taoists about this matter when he was in power, but he really didn't know what was going on.

"Dad, why don't you ask me anything? Why are you asking this? Are you making this child anxious?"

Song Weilan also looked at her father angrily. Her son was only in his early twenties. Could it be that the destiny of the country would shorten his lifespan? In the eyes of a mother, even if a world war broke out, it would not be more important than her son's life.

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"I asked, but he didn't say anything either."

Song Haotian couldn't help but feel disgusted by his daughter's preference for his grandson. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, you two, go back. I feel uncomfortable when I see this kid!"

"Okay, I'm annoying people here, let's go!"

Ye Tian pulled his mother's hand, walked to the door and muttered deliberately, "You are already over eighty years old, and you still think about old trees sprouting new shoots? If you are full of energy, then you are not a young man in his twenties."

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Ye Tian's words were not loud enough, but they were just loud enough for Song Haotian to hear. The old man was so angry that he hit his cane several times. However, when he turned around and savored Ye Tian's words, Song Haotian also laughed.

As the saying goes, human power is invincible. Birth, old age, illness, and death are human nature. If you worry about how your body is not as good as before, there is something wrong with your mentality.

"Ye Tian, ​​don't be angry with your grandpa. He is also over eighty years old. I beg you to be a mother, okay?" Sitting in the car driven by Ye Tian, ​​Song Weilan looked at her son with a pleading look.

Although she was dissatisfied with Song Haotian's arrangement back then, Song Weilan still felt very unbearable when she looked at her white-haired old father who was alone. If her son hadn't said that she was not suitable to accompany him, Song Weilan would have wanted to move in for a while now.

time.

"Don't worry, the old man is in good health and nothing has happened to him in the past few years."

Ye Tian glanced at his mother and said, "He has just stepped down from his high position, and he is a little depressed. It may not be a bad thing to vent his anger."

For a person with Song Haotian's status, there are very few things that can usually make him angry and concerned.

Moreover, Song Haotian has been in a high position all his life and has profound self-cultivation that is unparalleled by others. Naturally, he will not lose his temper with the staff for nothing.

Over time, the negative aura accumulated in his heart could not be vented, which was naturally detrimental to his health. Ye Tian's gag made Song Haotian feel much more relaxed.

"That's good……"

Song Weilan originally wanted her son to help her old father take care of his health, but thinking that the Song family owed his son so much, Ye Tian didn't even call his mother, and sighed and did not continue.

After the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Yu Qingya's work became busy, and Ye Tian suddenly became much more leisurely.

Ye Tian was planning to go to Hong Kong in early March. Seeing that it was only a few days away, he stopped running around and stayed at home to study the divination skills of the Zhou family. When he was exhausted, he chatted with his mother and his life changed.

Got to calm down.

"Ye Tian, ​​mom is going to hand over the company to the fund trusteeship, but I want to transfer all 50% of the shares I hold to your name, so mom won't have to work so hard in the future."

Sitting in the garden of the quadrangle that day, Song Weilan brought up the old matters again and tried to persuade her son.

"Has your company custody been completed?"

Ye Tian looked at his mother and laughed, and said: "Those shares are better in your hands than in my hands. With such a huge fortune, there is no guarantee that someone will not be tempted. I don't want to be chased all day long."

After returning home from Song Weilan, this was the first time Ye Tian talked about this matter so frankly, and the smile on his face gradually turned into a sneer. He still had an enemy of the Song family that he had not yet solved.

"Xiaotian, is it really that child who did it?" Song Weilan sighed, and she could hear the deep resentment in her son's words.

As the leader of a kingdom with tens of billions of wealth, how could Song Weilan not notice the little moves of the younger members of the family?

But at first she didn't believe that these juniors would kill her son. After the incident in Taiwan, Song Weilan discovered that money can indeed turn a saint into a devil.

However, Song Weilan was not sure that Song Xiaolong was responsible for this matter, and after raising him for more than 20 years, she finally failed to be cruel and just transferred him to Africa, away from the core of the group.

"Don't worry about this, I will take care of it."

Ye Tian shook his head. He didn't want to talk about this matter with his mother, because in the heart of Master Qimen, there was always a desire for revenge and he never let go of his enemies.

And Ye Tian also believes that although Song Xiaolong is far away from his mother now, the resentment in his heart must not have diminished at all. If this scourge is not eliminated, even his mother may be implicated in the future.

Of course, Ye Tian would not express these words to Song Weilan. Just when he was about to change the subject and distract from the matter, Ye Dongping's voice rang, "Ye Tian, ​​the phone number is from your second senior brother."

Ye Dongping was extremely angry at the fact that his son had snatched his wife away. After his son left, he sat down in front of his wife.

"Come on, I have something to do."

Although he hadn't answered the call yet, Ye Tian had an omen in his mind. Something must have happened on Hong Kong Island. Otherwise, he had already made an appointment with his second senior brother to return to Hong Kong. He would definitely not call without reason.

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Picking up the phone, Ye Tian asked straight to the point: "Second senior brother, did something happen?"

"Haha, little junior brother, your divination skills have improved again."

Zuo Jiajun's hearty laughter came over, and Ye Tian felt relieved. It seemed that the matter was not serious, otherwise the second senior brother would never be in such a good mood.

Before Ye Tian could ask further questions, Zuo Jiajun's voice continued to come over, "That's it, there is a small problem on the road where we are building the Feng Shui Ball. Your senior brother and I want you to hurry up

Come back and take a look!”

"Something went wrong?"

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "That road has been smooth for a long time, shouldn't something happen? Second brother, can't you and senior brother solve it?"

Ye Tian knew that Zuo Jiajun was good at divination and hexagrams, while Gou Xinjia was very accomplished in formation diagrams. Together, the two of them were not much weaker than him. They should not be able to trouble them with ordinary Feng Shui problems.

"Ahem..."

Zuo Jiajun coughed and said: "This matter is not a big deal, but your senior brother and I are not very good at that field. You will know when you come over and take a look."

Ye Tian nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll book a flight for tomorrow and we'll talk about it in person."

"What's the matter, Xiaotian, is something wrong?" When Ye Tian returned to the garden, Song Weilan saw something strange about her son.

"I'm going to Hong Kong Island a few days in advance."

Ye Tian smiled apologetically and said, "There are some things that can't be dealt with over there. I have to go over there and finish the project, so I can't accompany you!"

"Okay, when a man is young, he should put his career first. What does it look like to stay at home all day?"

Before Song Weilan spoke, Ye Dongping was already clapping his hands and applauding. With his son at home every day, he felt that his status had been greatly reduced. Even if he chatted with his wife at night, eight out of ten sentences would mention his son.

"Why don't you put your career first?"

Song Weilan rolled her eyes at her husband angrily. Although she had been with her son for more than a month, it was not enough to make up for Song Weilan's twenty-year relationship.

"I...I'm getting old..." Ye Dongping smiled coquettishly, knowing that his wife had seen through his thoughts.

"The project can be completed in three months at the earliest. Hong Kong Island is not far away. When you have nothing to do, you two can go there for a vacation. The weather in the south is much more comfortable than here."

Seeing his parents bickering, Ye Tian couldn't help but laugh. He enjoyed this feeling of family very much. If nothing happened in Hong Kong Island, Ye Tian would really not want to leave.

"Okay, you go there first, and your dad and I will go there next month!"

After hearing her son's words, Song Weilan immediately made a decision. As for Ye Dongping, there was no chance to refute at all. The two mothers took him more seriously than the other.

He went to the front yard and called Zhou Xiaotian, and Ye Tian asked him to book two tickets.

Zhou Xiaotian has made rapid progress in his magic skills during this period, but he still lacks some experience in the martial arts world, so Ye Tian will naturally take him with him when he goes out.

(To be continued)


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