In late autumn, there were several more autumn rains, and the weather became cooler day by day.
Under a gray sky and drizzle, two bullock carts were driving along the field ridges, carrying three people, followed by five clan soldiers.
Ye Qing opened the window and took a look. When these clan soldiers saw Ye, they all cheered up. Since they had seen blood in battle, they even had a bit of murderous intent in their bodies, which made Ye Qing relatively satisfied.
At this time, the clan soldiers were far inferior to the imperial soldiers, but it was rare at this time. What was more important was the respectful attitude of these clan soldiers towards themselves, which was the starting point of loyalty.
There are 800 households in the Ye family, with a population of 3,000, including 1,000 men, women, and children. There are 2,000 children and tenants in the family. This attack, despite proper care afterward, still destroyed one-tenth of the tenants, and there were still more than 30 tenants. Clan members, this ratio won’t hurt your vitality, but it’s still a big loss.
Of course, only a small part of the damage was fatal, and many more were injured and disabled, unable to do heavy work or get off the ground, which became a burden on the family.
According to the rules of the family, I will give you a certain amount of compensation, but I won't care about it anymore.
But Ye Qing personally inspected the situation and did not offer "sympathy" in vain. Instead, he arranged winery jobs, business positions, and even guard positions based on the degree of disability and ability. He only waited for recovery before he could take up the post. This was achieved since I am grateful, but my family's heart is lost.
When Ye Qing solemnly suggested at the clan meeting that meritorious personnel should be rewarded and promoted based on their performance in service, Ye Zifan knew that even if he opposed his father's agreement on the night temple, there was no way he could stop Ye Qing.
"I am in Jieyuan and have great means. The transfer of family power is inevitable. Unfortunately, I still had all kinds of ideas before..." After holding the power of the family for twenty years, facing such an ending, I can't help but feel sad and disappointed.
But knowing that it was irreversible, Ye Zifan no longer hesitated and announced that he would allocate thirty of the most elite rural soldiers in the clan to Ye Qing. The private soldiers included the disciples who had performed well this time. This was the well-established cultivation of wings. This is the greatest support for Ye Qing.
Ye Qing stared at the wind and rain outside, and thought for a long time: "Although there are few people, there are enough seeds, so we can start making some preparations."
"In the Little Martial Arts Scripture, there are three training methods: footwork, bowing, and riding. It is not appropriate to attract attention at this time. Just teach them a little bit. This is common among big clans. Although our Ye clan is not a big clan, we Xie Yuan's status is enough to shoulder the responsibility, but it is better to obtain the magistrate's understanding..."
"This time there are thousands of acres of barren land, but scholars from the clan happened to be selected to participate. This is the purpose of establishing the Internal Affairs Yamen."
"If the name is not correct, then the words are not obeyed. The military is called the Township Patrol Office, the township patrol is called the Zhiping Office, and the internal affairs is called the Xiangtian Office. This system is established."
"Once you have a system, you are like a fish in water. After all, the so-called dragon energy is essentially a system."
Qianqian was sitting on her knees and pouring tea. At this moment, Ruo Suosuo looked over and put the teacup on the table with a slight smile.
After a while, people were seen outside the window.
Some villagers in shabby clothes were scattered far away on both sides, harvesting late rice on scattered acres.
After passing a large, blocked and abandoned irrigation canal, a few children playing around came closer and looked around curiously. They were either afraid of the bows and knives of the tribesmen, or they were pulled back by the women who came. No villagers took the initiative to approach the outsiders.
Qianqian looked through the raised curtains and saw that the entire land, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers, was very flat for several miles. It looked lifeless and lacked vitality.
But such a land and such an atmosphere, she instinctively felt familiar...
"My lord came here early in the morning and was looking at this piece of land?" Lu Shangjing looked at it for a moment, then looked back with a strange look on his face: "I've seen it before, it's not far from the farm, but this land..."
"It's very poor, isn't it?" Ye Qing said with a smile, and then ordered the driver to turn the cart and drive to a remote place near the mountain: "You can't see clearly yet, I will take you to see a place."
Lu Shangjing smiled: "Let's wait and see what surprise our lord will give us."
Ye Qing was satisfied with his calm words, and Lu Shangjing formally surrendered and recognized his master as his lord. At first, he was a little awkward, and he screamed a lot, but now it became natural.
Qianqian kept watching silently, her bright black eyes turning, her bright and pretty face thoughtful.
"Young Master is thinking about something strange again... But it should be a good thing." She thought and smiled slightly, then turned to look out the window. At this time, she entered a small maple forest, with red leaves swaying in the autumn wind, reflecting the bright morning light, and the scenery
It starts to get brighter.
"It's so beautiful, it makes people happy..."
This gentle sigh made people feel infected and happy. Even Lu Shangjing couldn't help but look out the window after hearing it.
The red leaves flutter in front of my eyes, falling all over the ground to return to my roots.
I couldn't help but feel a little dazed. After thinking about it a few days ago, I decided not to leave. The Lord's business was important, but I sent someone and sent a letter to summon them, so they were already on the way.
Ye Qing took a casual look and nodded: "The scenery here is very beautiful, and in winter..."
Thinking that he had spilled the beans, he stopped talking. He glanced at Lu Shangjing and then at Qianqian, then he met her quiet gaze and asked silently as if he could speak: "Where is winter?"
It was obvious that he had never spent the winter here, and others didn't know it. Qianqian always followed his young master, so how could he not know it? At this time, he didn't reveal it, and pursed his lips tightly, but showed a familiar smile.
Ye Qing glared at her angrily, feeling itchy in his heart. Not only was her beauty growing, but maybe she hadn't seen her for a month, or she had gone through ups and downs. At this time, she always felt as revived and charming as in her previous life.
He coughed and changed the subject: "Look, we've arrived."
Behind the red-leaf maple forest is an open space, with a few calls and a group of frightened wild deer running past, leaving behind vaguely broken walls and ruins, and more are buried under the dust of the years. This is a deserted garden.
After getting off the car, there were knee-deep wild grasses, swaying in the gentle mountain wind, insects crawling in the gaps in the gray grass, and only stone slabs showing the path.
Lu Shangjing came back to her senses, carefully monitored it and said: "It's two feet and four feet in diameter, with two tracks. This shape... was there a prince's residence here in the past?"
"It's the palace, but it's not the main palace, it's just a side village." Ye Qing asked five clan soldiers to guard the outside, led the two people inside, and then said after reaching a corner.
This place was covered with weeds and weeds. Ye Qing said nothing and dug up the soil from the location in his memory. Three feet later, he found an overturned stone tablet: "Look here."
The green stone tablet has inscriptions washed away by wind and rain, and has been buried underground for five hundred years. Only a few remnants remain, and the strength of the strokes can still be seen: "In the fifteenth year of Dafan Yuanshou's reign, King Jing...
Lu Shangjing's expression changed and she quickly went up and touched it.
"It's hard to imagine." Ye Qing lowered his head and stared intently. At this time, the light rain was still falling, and the thick black mist in the clouds was like smoke and haze, pressing on the ground.
He stroked the monument with his hand again, and all kinds of memories from his past life came to his mind.
Zangye Villa was besieged and destroyed for this reason - who would have thought that this place, which had been deserted for five hundred years and no crops could be grown, and therefore regarded as an abandoned land by the world, would change due to the coming of a great disaster and the feng shui changes.
, and become a treasure land?
Obtaining the treasure land is not the end. To establish a foundation here, we only need to clear out the surrounding forces, and the Ye family's Hidden Leaf Villa will be destroyed.
And this time I will make the same mistake again, will I not be able to defend this treasure?
"Qiang——" The long sword struck the monument, and the crispy stone fell, completely eliminating the last clue.
Ye Qing crossed out the traces and stared at the autumn colors. After a long time, he said: "Dafan is the previous dynasty, and Taoism has Qing history records, but for this dynasty, it is somewhat taboo, especially the princes' side gardens, so it is better not to do so.
It’s good to be connected.”
Lu Shangjing took a deep breath and said, "That's how it is, but now, this land..."
Ye Qing pondered and said: "There may have been a secret back then, but people have dug deep into the ground for a long time. Now it doesn't matter much, and it seems that there was a great war, and even the scars of the stars, which caused the fertile soil to deteriorate and obliterate history, but
Land is always land, and there are miles of open fields here. As long as the original canals are repaired, there will always be value in producing crops."
Lu Shangjing shook his head. It was a huge project to repair the irrigation canal. How could it be so easy? Moreover, these few miles of land were originally fertile soil. If it could be repaired, someone would have done it long ago. How could we wait for Ye Qing to do it now?
But who is Lu Shangjing? He can tell that Ye Qing has an idea. He doesn't say that he has to consider it. As a minister, he can just persuade him and don't ask any questions.
Immediately turned to specific matters: "My lord, there are tens of thousands of acres here, nearly half of the countryside. Although there are only a few households due to desolation, such a large area is placed here and the court has strict control, so it is not easy to get it."
"It may not be easy in normal times. I am Jieyuan. It is not difficult to get this desolate land. Ten thousand acres is a bit bigger. But at this time, there is no way. It depends on the hands of Magistrate Lu..."
"I feel that there is no need to make this matter public, just leave it to me." Lu Shangjing glanced at Ye Qing and saw that Ye Qing was listening attentively, and then said: "If I can do it, there is no need to tell me.
If it is not done, my lord will do it again and there will still be room for change."
What he said was reasonable, Ye Qing smiled: "I am relieved that Sir is doing something, it seems that this matter will definitely be done."
The two went out chatting and laughing. Only Qianqian stopped out of habit and touched the monument along the traces of the young master. It was originally just a habit of adjusting the angle of view when reading a book in order to follow the annotation ideas to find some answers, but later it became a kind of interest.
Being able to get closer to everything about the young master.
But there is an unspeakable meaning in the coldness of the tentacles. The cool breath seeps along the stele, and some information emerges in my heart, but it is the information of this inscription.
"In the fifteenth year of Dafan Yuanshou's life...the dragon energy found in the earth's veins is here, and the winner of the dragon is Gengyi, the great king..."
"According to the emperor's decree, King Jing built a mausoleum in vain to connect with the ground, with evil intentions... he removed the king's title and demoted him to a commoner... he abandoned his important geomantic omen..."
There were faint sounds of killing. A man was lying in a pool of blood with a sword stuck in his chest. He was surrounded by people fighting to the death, but in the court's encirclement and suppression, they were all killed...
And not long after, a "booming" meteor hit this place, and the feng shui suddenly changed, and a sense of despondency arose...
"Qianqian?" A familiar call came from afar, making Qianqian's eyes suddenly clear. She pursed her lips and trotted to follow, but there was a thought in her heart: "Why do I know this?"