White Deer Academy has a special meaning for Ye Qingyu.

Like a full-fledged eagle, he will never forget the place where he was sheltered, protected, and educated when his wings were weak.

During the banquet, Tang San, the chief butler, also saw the stitches, and concisely reported to Ye Qingyu the recent situation of the Ye family's industry in Luming County.

Because Ye Qingyu had spoken before, the Ye family did not really develop business, except for the previous major industries, there was no expansion and development, but only maintained a state of self-sufficiency, small wealth and peace, but every industry developed very healthily.

With Ye Qingyu here, it makes no difference whether the Ye family is rich or barely fed, and in the entire empire, no one can move the Ye Mansion.

And Tang San also mentioned the Song family's Qingluo Chamber of Commerce between his words.

According to Tang San, the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, which was already down and almost bankrupt, immediately soared into the sky after Ye Qingyu's intentional help last time, and received the support of many chambers of commerce and business officials, especially the Dugu Chamber of Commerce opened a multi-directional channel for them, and now the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce has risen and prospered again in Luming County, becoming the largest chamber of commerce in the northwest region, and the rise is so fast that it is jaw-dropping.

Moreover, Song Qingluo's father, Song Jiannan, is now almost comparable to the city lord Qin Ying.

The feast ended in a joyous atmosphere.

Night falls.

Aunt Lan arranged for Luo Yi and Gao Yu and others to enter the West Wing to rest.

Ye Qingyu also returned to his room in the backyard to adjust on his knees.

A few breaths later.

Ye Qingyu slowly opened his eyes and nodded lightly at the courtyard outside the window, "Come in." ”

A pale cyan glow of light and shadow came in an instant.

Lang Zhong and Lang Yong knelt down in unison and saluted.

"Young master!"

"How are you doing lately, Lang Zhong will be the leader?" Ye Qingyu smiled faintly and raised his hand to support him.

For this young man, Ye Qingyu has a special good impression, although he has never followed Ye Qingyu's side, and he does not have much force, but he is an orphan adopted by Ye's father and Ye's mother, to a certain extent, it is equivalent to Ye Qingyu's bloodless brother, and over the years, the Lang Zhong brothers and sisters have been even more loyal to the Ye family, and Ye Qingyu was very moved in his heart.

And Lang Yong said goodbye, the young master, and his expression was a little excited.

Especially after hearing his sister talk about the changes of the young master in the past few years and the power of the Liangjiang Society in the imperial capital, this young man was even more excited in his heart.

After a visit, he handed Ye Qingyu a few jade jue, and told him in detail about the development of the Liangjiang Association in Luming County in recent years.

In the past few years, the power of the Liangjiang Society has covered the entire Luming County, and there is also a faint tendency to spread to the southeast and southwest.

In order to expand his strength, Lang Zhong has continuously arranged more than a dozen powerful principals in the towns around Luming County in recent years, and now with Luming County as the center, more than a dozen surrounding towns have already had the sphere of influence of the Liangjiang Society.

Ye Qingyu carefully browsed the contents of the jade, listened to Lang Yong's report, and nodded slightly.

An hour later.

Lang Yong took Lang Zhong and quietly left Ye Mansion.

It was late at night, and the sky was glowing with a silvery white light unique to the bitter cold of ice, snow, and ice.

The county town of Luming under the white light is more clear and fairy than Xuejing under the hazy moonlight.

Early the next morning.

The stars and moon were still twinkling slightly above the clouds, and the faint morning light quietly covered the clouds with a faint layer of gold.

Ye Qingyu greeted Aunt Lan, who was personally in the kitchen, and called Tang San to walk out of the Ye Mansion together.

Walking on the dew-soaked stone streets, while breathing in the wisps of fragrance in the morning breeze, while gossiping like two brothers, just a dozen steps later, a mist suddenly shrouded the two of them, and then the figures of Ye Qingyu and Tang San dissipated at the end of the street.

After a cup of tea.

The edge of the northern district of Luming County.

A clearing appeared in front of him.

The slums here, which were barren and barren, and had ten rooms and nine empty rooms, have now become a cemetery group with a radius of 100 acres, shaded by big trees, and towering stone monuments.

The cold white jade tombstones were silently bathed in the morning dew, and a faint light mist shrouded and entwined between the forests, and many of the steles were placed under the bouquets and fruit offerings sent by those who came to mourn and pay respects.

"This ......" A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Qingyu's eyes.

Although he moved the grave for his parents and buried his parents' coffins in Lumingjiang, Ye Qingyu felt a little reluctant in his heart, so he once instructed Tang San to renovate and repair the original cemetery of less than one acre and build a clothed mound as a memorial.

But the scene in front of him was something he had never imagined.

"Young master, since you went to the imperial capital, promoted to the master of the Temple of Light, and done so many heroic deeds to defend the snow country, it is rumored in the city that the place where the old lady was buried is a treasure land of feng shui and can prosper the lintel, so those noble officials have relocated the ancestral tomb and the new tomb of the descendants here, and after a few years, this place has slowly become what it is now......"

Tang San explained softly while leading Ye Qingyu in front.

A winding path came to the end, and after stepping on the jade stone steps, on a hill in this cemetery, a monument with a white jade gold border pattern five meters high and one meter wide appeared in front of Ye Qingyu.

The semi-arc-shaped white jade stone wall wraps the stone tablet in it, and several ancient pine and cypress trees outside the stone wall stand proudly, and the frost does not wither.

On the stele, the blood-red cinnabar seal is engraved with the good deeds and heroic deeds of Ye's father and mother.

Many white and yellow bouquets of flowers were visited under the pedestal, as well as various fruit offerings and food.

Some of the boxy stone slabs around the stele are engraved with memorial texts and hymns, and after being washed by the morning dew, the slabs are clearly shiny.

Ye Qingyu stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the cinnabar handwriting engraved on the seal, and the cold white jade stele exuded a biting chill.

With a slight touch of his fingertips, he injected a trace of Yuan Force, and the originally cold white jade immediately became warm, and the cinnabar soaked by the warmth seemed to become bright again.

"My son has come to see you......" Ye Qingyu whispered towards the stone stele.

Tang San consciously retreated to an open space a few meters away to the left of the clothed mound, and waited quietly.

In the distance, the young master who was dressed in white and caressing the stone tablet motionless was shrouded in the morning mist, just like a peerless immortal who had ascended to the immortal, that scene, until decades later, Tang San was still unforgettable.

After half a stick of incense.

"Let's go. Ye Qingyu in the distance didn't look back, but this clear voice seemed to sound in Tang San's ears.

He hurriedly ran over, followed Ye Qingyu half a step, and walked towards the bottom of the hill.

Ye Qingyu seemed to be thoughtful, and did not go back according to the path he came, but aimlessly detoured around a few bluestone-paved paths.

"This ...... Bai Yuqing?" Ye Qingyu suddenly saw something, his steps froze, and his heart was shocked.

On the one-person-high blue jade stele in front of him, the cinnabar seal is engraved with the words of Baifu Yuqing.

The stone monument wrapped in dew and morning mist was stained with crystal droplets, like teardrops on the face of a beautiful woman who had not yet slipped when she wept.

This turned out to be Bai Yuqing's tombstone?

She...... Is it actually that the fragrance has died?

Ye Qingyu was shocked.

For a moment, I couldn't help but see the image of the young noble lady with a long skirt as clean as snow and a beautiful appearance.

He had to admit that Bai Yuqing was an extremely outstanding woman.

But I didn't expect it......

"Young master, according to rumors in the city, Miss Baifu later went to the imperial capital, and soon after the battle in the imperial capital, there was news of the funeral coming back, but she did not see her body being transported back to her hometown, the old man of the Bai family was very sad, and he spent his family wealth and energy, but he did not find any clues, and later in order to mourn his daughter, he built a well-dressed mound here......" Tang San said in a low voice.

He has been paying attention to all kinds of news in the city, just so that one day when the young master needs it, he can tell him the information he knows as soon as possible.

Ye Qingyu was silent for a while.

What happened to Bai Yuqing in the battle of the imperial capital back then?

It seems that he died in the midst of the war.

Tang San waited for a while, Ye Qingyu didn't respond, he seemed to suddenly remember something, pointed to the back of a group of tombs in the south, and stopped talking several times.

Ye Qingyu looked at him and said, "Say, what else?"

Tang San sighed and said, "Back to the young master, it's not just the white girl, there is also a well-dressed mound over there, it's another classmate of the young master in the White Deer Academy. ”

"Huh, who is it?"

"Jiang Xiaohan. ”

"What?!" Ye Qingyu was shocked when he heard this.

He paused, and finally followed Tang San, bypassing several tombs, and after walking through a winding path of stone slabs, he came to a stone tablet with slightly lower ground.

The white jade tombstone, not very delicate or conspicuous, sits alone in a mess of grass.

And what is engraved on this tombstone is really Jiang Xiaohan's name and date of birth and death.

Ye Qingyu was silent for a while.

The face of that former childhood friend appeared in front of his eyes, as if it were yesterday.

Although Ye Qingyu had some regrets about what happened later, Jiang Xiaohan was an old man after all, and he had a friendship when he was a child, but he didn't expect this girl with good qualifications to die early in the end, which was surprising.

Half an hour later.

"How did she die?" Ye Qingyu asked.

Tang San saw that the young master was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to be silver, so he hurriedly whispered: "She, like Miss Baifu, also came back with the news of the funeral shortly after that battle, the Jiang family originally buried her clothes in their ancestral land, and only moved here a month ago. ”

Tang San still had some impressions of this Jiang Xiaohan.

He heard from his family that on the night when the young master came back from Youyan Pass, this woman named Jiang Xiaohan came to look for the young master, but was rejected by the young master.

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