With the account of the villager's grandfather, Fang Yuan and Fan Li can completely deduce what kind of meaning was the arrangement of transforming feng shui back then, and why there was such an arrangement......

At that time, although the environment of the village was relatively harsh, most of the buildings in the village were well preserved. It is undoubtedly an unrealistic idea to go all out and overturn the rebuilding of homes.

After all, the villagers were also poor at that time, and it was impossible to increase their burden. So after studying for a few days, Xiao Shenxian decided to modify some layouts and add some buildings on the basis of the original feng shui pattern, and then formed a new feng shui shape.

Here's how......

Fang Yuan hadn't read it anymore, he couldn't take it off his palm, he closed the book, and then said with a smile: "Master Fang, are you sure you continue to read?" ”

"Ugh!" Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Senior Fan, at the critical moment, you actually gave me this, it's a little unkind." ”

"Hehe, Master Fang, I'm just reminding you. If you want to see it, can we really stop you? Fan Li smiled: "But you have to think clearly, study it after reading it, and then compare it with the research after research, the gains in this can be very different." ”

Fang Yuan understood what Fan Li meant, knew the implementation steps of the Feng Shui Bureau, and then studied the mysteries of the Feng Shui Bureau, and he would definitely not get any exercise. It's like doing an exercise, you know the answer and the steps to solve the problem, you don't have to use your brain to figure out how to solve the problem, and you don't know where the knowledge points are, so naturally there will be no progress.

That's why Fan Li said, let him think about it. Whether to watch it now or later. Fang Yuan pondered for a moment before making a decision: "Since this is the case. I'll see it in two days. ”

"That's what you said, then you give me a place." When the little fat man heard this, he immediately squeezed in happily.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, and also put aside with interest, and then watched a few people flip through the books with great interest, exclaiming and sighing from time to time, making bursts of sighs. Obviously, the project to transform the feng shui layout of the village back then. It must have been so ingenious that it took their breath away.

Out of sight is pure, Fang Yuan simply sat down and drank tea. Boredom. With a slight movement of his eyes, he saw the book resting next to him, which was the family tree of the villagers.

"Maotang Family Tree ......" Fang Yuan unconsciously took the family tree over and looked through it. According to the introduction at the beginning, he finally understood. It turns out that this Maotang. That's the name that the villager's grandfather gave to his study.

The ancient literati were more elegant, and liked to give some names to their secretaries and small courtyards. For example, when Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou because of the Wutai poetry case, he didn't expect any good treatment because he was guilty.

Anyway, there are historical records that during that time in Huangzhou, Su Dongpo's life was relatively difficult, which can be described as difficult and embarrassing, and sometimes he relied on handouts or gifts from friends. to be able to barely sustain itself.

In the season of green and yellow, Su Dongpo could only put down the shelf of the scholar. He personally opened up the wilderness, cultivated food, and built houses. When the house was completed, it was snowing heavily, so he painted the four murals in the house with snow and named it Snow Hall.

In such a difficult environment, Su Dongpo did not want to put a nickname on his house, which shows that the habit of the literati to pursue elegance has been integrated into his bones.

The villager's grandfather was a talent in the late Qing Dynasty, and he was definitely a veritable literati, so it was only natural to give his book a nickname.

Of course, the grandfather of the villagers is not as good as Su Dongpo, a great writer who has been famous for thousands of years, and the name of Maotang must not be spread, and it is estimated that only a group of relatives and friends know.

This kind of elegant and literate habit must not be experienced by Fang Yuan. After all, today's scholars can only be called scholars, far from being literati. Without the knowledge of the literati, nor the style of the literati, of course, there is no way to understand the paranoia of the literati towards elegance......

Anyway, Fang Yuan directly skimmed the introduction of the family tree, and then looked at these boring names with interest.

Since it is a family tree, the most recorded on it must be the name. Starting from the first generation of ancestors, that is, the general soldiers who built the village, and then like a big tree, it spread out and passed on to the generation of the villagers' grandfathers. The names of the generations, like the veins of the leaves, are very clear and distinct, without the slightest disorder.

Speaking of which, this genealogy is also equivalent to an ancient proof of identity. Even if someone in the village has to leave their hometown for some reason and go out to find another livelihood. But he has a genealogy in his hand, even if a hundred years later, the descendants of that person come to the village with the genealogy in hand, as long as it is compared with the genealogy of the people in the village.

As soon as you compare, you know that everyone is the same ancestor, which branch and which house that person belongs to, and who is the same generation now. At that time, as long as the man revealed that he planned to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors and wanted to move back to the village to live, the group of villagers would definitely welcome him warmly.

Maybe at that time, the village chief in the village, the eldest of the family and the eldest of the family, took the initiative to divide some fields equally to settle that person.

Don't think this is nonsense, you must know that the clan concept of the ancients is not something that modern people can imagine. For the ancients, the clan was always the strong backing of the clansmen. People who leave the clan are equivalent to duckweed without roots, wandering forever and without landing, which makes people despise......

So this is also the reason why the ancients were keen on cultivating genealogy, which has tangible benefits.

Fang Yuan's thinking was exuding, and he seemed to be relishing, but he was actually very bored looking through the family tree. Looking at it, his gaze suddenly moved, and then it straightened, and he felt a little sluggish. It took him a long time before he came to his senses, and then he turned the first page of the family tree again, and read it very attentively and carefully.

After reading it over and over again, Fang Yuan's expression slowly changed, thoughtful. When his family tree was put down, Fan Li and the others also read the notes of the villager's grandfather.

At this time, the old man Pei sighed: "The master is the master, and the shot is extraordinary, which makes people admire it." ”

"I'll just say, that person's strength is the best in the world, and it is definitely not something that ordinary feng shui masters can match." Fan Li said, with an inexplicable sense of pride, completely forgetting the aggrieved feeling of being abused so much that he had no way to fight back.

"Superior, really superior." The little fat man admired and admired: "Master, don't you really know the whereabouts of that master?" ”

"I don't know." Fan Li's eyes were a little dim: "I won't hide it from you, in recent years, I have also asked someone to find out his whereabouts, but he is like a dragon in the sky, who can find him?" ”

The little fat man blinked and said one of the possibilities: "Master, could he be dead?" ”

"Nonsense." Fan Li's eyes widened, and the tiger was majestic, so he naturally frightened the little fat man in a panic, and lowered his head in fear, not daring to squeak.

At this time, Fan Licai snorted and said: "The old man surnamed Kong in the north, and the old Taoist priest surnamed Zhang in the neighboring province, the two old bastards together are more than two hundred, and they are still alive, and they are still alive and well, and they are walking around from time to time. That person was dozens of years younger than them, how could it be so easy to see the coffin. ”

"Ahh......h

"Brother, dissipate your anger." Old man Pei persuaded: "Children's words are unscrupulous, the wind blows, children are not sensible, and they say two words nonsense, why should you take it seriously." ”

When the little fat man heard this, his face darkened a little. He is in his twenties, and he has already started a family, and he is also very embarrassed and ashamed to be regarded as a child.

At the same time, the villagers smiled and said, "Uncle Fan, it's getting late, I'm going to cook, how about you stay for the night tonight?" ”

"No need."

"Okay......"

It was Fan Li who refused, but it was Fang Yuan who agreed. The two of them spoke at the same time, but the meaning was diametrically opposed.

At the right time, Fang Yuan preemptively smiled and said, "Senior Fan, you want to leave, then just go, anyway, I will definitely be cheeky to stay." If I don't study the feng shui here, I won't leave so easily. ”

"Haha, I almost forgot the attraction of the other master." Fan Li patted his head, and then smiled: "Since that's the case, then I'll stay with you." Sanbao, you will drive your Grandpa Pei back in a while. ”

"Uh-huh." The little fat man nodded hurriedly.

Old Man Pei didn't refuse, after all, although he was curious about feng shui, he was not obsessed. It's okay to dabble in it usually, but you will never forget to sleep and eat for this and indulge in it.

Hearing Fan Li say that he wanted to stay with him, Fang Yuan did not refuse this kindness. After all, he is not familiar with the village life, and he must be easily rejected by some intentional or unintentional rejection. But with Fan Li's matchmaking, it is different, it must be easy to integrate into the villagers, so it is much more convenient to do anything.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan was grateful: "Then we will have to trouble Senior Fan." ”

"What's polite, it's not a hassle." Fan Li shook his head and said, "Anyway, I have to come to the village to live for a period of time every year, and I'm almost used to it." If you don't come in any year, you feel uncomfortable......"

Everyone chatted, and the villagers were busy killing chickens and ducks, preparing a sumptuous dinner for everyone. After a while, the sun went down, and the whole sky was pitch black, except for a faint starlight twinkling, full of magnificence, deep and mysterious.

"Haha, let's keep everyone waiting, let's hurry up and serve the table."

Amidst the pungent aroma, the villagers greeted them with smiles on their faces.

After some pushing, everyone sat down around the table. The dinner is really sumptuous, big fish and meat, the oil is shiny, and not to mention the taste, this amount alone is enough to reflect the sincerity of the villagers.

"Let's have a drink first......"

After the first glass of wine at the banquet, everyone was more casual, chopsticks flew together, eating and drinking, and the atmosphere was warm.

Under the heat of wine, Fan Li simply held a big chicken leg and gnawed on it, and while eating with a mouth full of oil, he smiled and said: "Master Fang, the so-called eating people has a soft mouth, you don't plan to say something?" (To be continued......)