The father and son talked for a while, and Song Yu asked:

"How is my grandfather's health? Is it better?"

"Oh..." Song Ziqian's face was gloomy, he sighed, and said, "My father used to work hard for my family, but he has been hard to return to the point of being too heavy, I'm afraid..." His voice choked and he couldn't continue.

Song Yu looked solemn and said, "The child still has to go to see his grandfather!"

After saying goodbye, he walked for a while and came to a courtyard. A faint smell of medicine came from Song Yu's brows.

I let a servant go in and report, and then I went in after I got a response.

The medicinal smell became stronger. When Song Yu entered the inner room, he saw an old man lying on the bed and could no longer get up.

"Grandfather..." Song Yu's eyes turned red and he bowed.

"Okay... kid, get up..." Song Yunxing's weak words sounded. Since five years ago, his body has gradually collapsed and he was unable to manage the affairs of the Song family. He handed over the affairs of the Song family to his son for his charge. Of course, Song Yu also took care of it.

When Song Yu calmed down, he saw that the luck above Song Yunxing's head was constantly dissipating. This was the sign of the exhaustion of oil and the lamp was drying up, and even the magical powers could not be saved.

Song Yu couldn't help but choked up and said some gossip with her. Seeing that Song Yunxing was a little in poor spirits, she retreated.

When I arrived at my yard, I saw several people waiting.

When they saw Song Yu, they all went up to salute: "I have met Master Yu!" Song Yu nodded and said: "Come in together!"

When he arrived at the study, Song Yu sat in the main seat, looking at the atmosphere below. This was his team in the Song family.

There are not many people, only two or three, but they are all very popular and can be called a handsome man for a while.

I searched all the Song family and the mother tribe, and there were only so many.

Nodded and said, "Talking about their respective situations, Song Hu, you should first!"

A middle-aged man with a strong face came forward. The man Zhuang Ding was dressed up, and the blue veins on his palm burst out. At this time, he was very respectful and said, "Young Master! According to your instructions, I have more contact with people who specialize in stealing chickens and dogs in the county and got some news. The prices of grain, oil, salt and cloth in the county have increased by 30%. The business of the wine and meat shops is better, up by 50%. If you look at the foundation, it was decided by the county magistrate Yu Dacheng to reward the soldiers. I heard that the county soldiers are training..."

"Huh?" Song Yu was shocked. Since the first year of Yong'an, the world has been in chaos and the court has gradually lost control of the local area. The same is true in southern Wuzhou.

Needless to say, Linjiang Prefecture. The prefect of Wenchang Prefecture has not been appointed. Only the prefecture chief He Xing, who is in charge of government affairs, can only control the vicinity of the prefecture city. The other counties have no status and cannot be conquered. The court and the prefecture have been hesitating. After all, now that the appointment is issued, it is difficult to guarantee that the prefecture will not rule the party, listen to the orders but not the Xuan, and repeat the Wu Qi incident. There are several families who are active, and He Xing is a member of the He family in the county and hopes to be the greatest.

The governor of Xin'an Prefecture, Qin Zongquan, has been in office for six years, and the situation is too great to be destroyed. In recent years, it has been conquering various counties, recruiting scholars and strictly encouraging soldiers. This intention is very obvious.

In Wulong County, the county magistrate was still watching and did not specify which side to surrender. At this time, the county magistrate trained troops, which was interesting...

Song Yu tapped the table with his fingers, thought for a while, and said, "I understand, Song Si, what about Tianzhuang's affairs?"

This was something Song Yu had arranged before. He inspected the village and saw some warriors. He tried his best to recruit them under his command, and his family arranged them to become tenants.

Song Hu retreated, and a person next to him came up. The old farmer looked like a stunning appearance.

"One hundred acres of fertile land has been specially divided into pieces and the people who told the young master to cultivate it, but..." Song Si stopped talking.

Song Yu smiled and said, "I know that the relocation of the original tenant households will make the land damaged, so it will be a bit of a problem for compensation."

"But this matter must be done! In a chaotic world, if there is no force, how can we protect the family business? My family has just entered the county town, and the background is insufficient, and the servants and warriors are not enough, so we can only seek out..."

"I'll make another note. You go to the account to withdraw some. Be sure to do the business well and don't ruin my reputation!"

Song Si looked solemn, saluted solemnly, and said, "What the young master said is very true. I will definitely get this done!"

Song Yu nodded. Song Si was still a little talented in learning. Now he mentioned that he should be able to handle this matter well. At that time, the families of those brave people will be tenants in their own hands, and they will be able to control it more effectively.

The last young man came up and bowed and said, "Young Master!"

This is a talent from the Song Yu's mother clan, named Shen Wenbin.

"Wenbin, can you adapt recently?" This is from the Shen family of Song Yu's mother. Although the Song family accepted it, it is unlikely to entrust the important tasks and can only assign some miscellaneous tasks. Song Yu knew that this person was talented and promoted to a confidant and left to use it later.

"I followed Butler Song to do things and learned a lot of things..." Shen Wenbin said with a smile. He dressed in a literati, especially on his head, a pure red natal, which slightly gathered some luck, and was also extraordinary.

"very good!"

Song Yuheshou, these three people, plus the more than twenty people indirectly under the jurisdiction of the Song family, are the people he can directly control in the Song family. Although Song Yunxing is seriously ill, Song Ziqian is still there. Even if Song Yu performs well, he can manage a farmhouse, several farmhouses, and control one or two percent of the Song family's strength, it is still the best.

...

Deep in a mountain range.

"It's here, what do you think?" Fang Ming carried his hands on his back, looking leisurely.

Gu Xiaolian was wearing a scattered flower skirt with a scattered glow and a jade hairpin, adding a little more color. At this time, her expression was solemn. She looked carefully and turned around several times. She joined Fang Ming's command, with Yin Qi resources, and Taoism was rising day by day.

He closed his eyes and counted for a long time until fragrant sweat dripped from his forehead and his cheeks were slightly red. He said:

"I don't know much about Feng Shui and Geopark, but I understand that the key to this method is to gather qi."

"The qi will disperse when it rides on the wind, and the boundary water will stop. The ancients gathered it and did not disperse, and the practice of it will stop. Therefore, it is called Feng Shui. The method of Feng Shui is to get water, and the wind is the second best."

"There is a symmetrical and uniform green dragon and white tiger, and the Mingtang is wide and opens."

"The mountains are surrounded by water, the stream is like a jade belt, winding like a snake, and the cave is facing the mountain, and the seal sand rises up in Si. This is the descendant of the descendants will definitely produce high-ranking officials."

"Si is a red snake, and if there is a seal, it is the main noble. The scripture says: "The red snake has a seal as round and flat as it is, and the waist is hanging on the counter seal and lingering its seal."

"This is the image of the 'red snake'. Its aura is pure red and gold, which can increase the luck of future generations!"

But I was puzzled that this pair of mortals is a very good place to tombs, but the lord is a god and immortal forever. Why should I be here? Could it be rewarded to a mortal?

Fang Ming nodded repeatedly when he heard this. He was the city god and had a sense of earth energy. He searched for Anchang County for many years before he found this place. At that time, under the magical power of looking at the energy, this place was very auspicious, but it was slightly inferior to now. Fang Ming used his magical powers to transform the terrain to form the "red snake circles the seal" situation.

This is already the limit. If you go up again, it will not be accessible by manpower. It must be made by chance and made by heaven and earth. This is the case with the hidden dragon, and it is impossible to change it in an inch.

"Although this place is very good, you still have to come when you are buried, clicking acupoints, etc.!" Fang Ming said, and a hand and a document flew to Gu Xiaolian.

Gu Xiaolian looked closely and saw that the paper was filled with birthdays and other information, and couldn't help but say:

"This is..." I felt very nervous.

"This is the birth date of the person who is about to be buried here. You can choose auspiciousness based on the fate of the mountain family and the descendants' orders, calculate the punishment, conflict, and harm, and choose auspicious days, and do not violate Tai Sui, three evil spirits, heavy mourning, and repeated bad days. And click out the auspicious acupoint!"

Although Fang Ming knows a little about these, he still wants professionals to do it. After all, this is not as good as before. As long as you look at the supernatural powers, you will know the good or bad luck of the earth. There are many involved and you must carefully calculate it.

"..." Gu Xiaolian was silent for a long time before bowing solemnly, saying, "I will obey my order!"

She was very clear about what she had guessed.

Fang Ming waved his sleeves and said, "Go back!"

...

In May of the tenth year of Yong'an, Song Yunxing died at the age of fifty-three.

"Hurry up, be careful. If it falls, take care of your skin!" The group was carrying the coffin and struggling in the mountains. He looked like a leader and turned around and drank.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and there are wolves roaring and birds roaring, which makes everyone's heart tremble.

The leading man wiped his face, walked a few steps, came to a young man who was always dressed up, and asked: "Young Master, the mountains are dangerous, let me wait..."

The shade of the trees was mottled, and a bright light flashed, revealing a handsome young man with a beautiful and handsome appearance, which was Song Yu.

"This matter is of great importance. Besides, you must have direct descendants and ancestors to sense it... If you continue to give orders, walk a few more miles, and you will be able to get excited. Rewards are indispensable when you go back!"

This great man was Song Hu. After the funeral, he didn't know what Song Yu and Song Ziqian had talked about, so Song Ziqian handed over the funeral to Song Yu for handling. On the contrary, he found a good piece of land near Wulong and buried it.

Only the core members of Song Hu and others knew that it was a fake tomb. The real coffin of the great master was being carried behind. These were either from the Song family's own tribe, or from generation to generation, and there was no problem with loyalty.

Song Yu walked in front, looking at the servant's somewhat afraid expression, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In this world, there are many evil ghosts in the deep mountains and forests, but his family is a big family in the county and has ancestral spirits, which is very protective. Even the people of these Zhuang Ding tribes have no fear of ordinary evil ghosts.

In fact, Song Hu has a red natal, and these Zhuang Dings are all powerful people of Kong Wu. The evil spirits formed by gathering together, even evil spirits have to retreat. However, people in the world are ignorant and lose their minds, and they are easily taken advantage of by ghosts.

After walking for another half an hour, I arrived at the auspicious place where the red snake surrounded the seal.

Song Yu looked at the sky, took out a compass, calculated carefully, and arrived at a place, and said, "It's here, let's start construction in three seconds!" These were all calculated by Gu Xiaolian and handed over to Fang Ming.

Song Hu felt a stern. He watched Master Yu grow up since childhood, but he didn't know that Master still knew Feng Shui metaphysics. He couldn't help but feel that the young master today seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and awe were thriving.

All the tools are carried with you, and when the time comes, the ground will be broken.

In less than an hour, a tomb was dug out according to the terrain surveyed by Song Yu, and the tomb foundation was built on all sides.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing that the purchase had been completed, Song Yu ordered: "Sit north to south, and put the coffin into the tomb!"

The craftsman immediately obeyed the order and put it in the coffin, meticulously.

Then there is the work of sealing the soil and erecting the monument. Half an hour later, a tomb has taken shape.

Song Yu said loudly: "Follow me to burn incense and bow to my ancestors!"

Song Hu and other servants immediately arranged sacrifices, knelt in front of the tombstone and bowed, praying sincerely.

For a moment, cigarettes were surrounded and prayers were buzzing.

Of course, the real soul of Song Yunxing was not here, and was taken back to the cave heaven by Fang Ming. However, the body here naturally had a sense of its own bloodline.

At this moment, Song Yu looked at it intently and saw a red air suddenly appearing in the tomb. The red air became more and more intense, and gradually the yellow air was generated. The energy gathered but did not disperse. It first gathered on the monument and then came to him.

PS: In Chapter 53, it is indeed Linjiang Mansion. I’m so ashamed. Thank you for the reminder from Yuyu God’s book friend!

Thank you @天天天天@, Wang Fengzihai, Changong, book friend n256af4caabCXQRC, for your reward!
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