When I left Mirror Lake, it was already mid-afternoon.

At this time, most of the literati who stayed at Jinghu Lake yesterday also set off to return to the city, and Jinghu Lake suddenly became empty.

Xu Erlang and a few people also got into the carriage, Chang'an looked outside, and found that the carriage was not returning to the city, so he asked Xu Erlang suspiciously, "Second uncle, aren't we going back to the city?" Where are we going now? ”

"Let's take a look at Jiangji Village."

The name of Jiangji Village is somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar. Chang'an thought for a while before turning out the memory of Jiangji Village from his mind, it turned out to be the village that was close to the city of Tongzhou, because the clan was too united, and the men were as fierce as wolves and tigers, which led to the family's rights being greatly discounted here.

That village is really powerful.

Chang'an still remembers that when the second uncle and the new official took office, he directly burned the fire to the family and the government, because the family and the officials were imprisoned successively, so that the wronged people saw the light, and they flocked to sue the family for ignoring people's lives and the government for exploiting the people...... There are all kinds of crimes, and there are simply too many to count. And the people who complained were all over Tongzhou, and almost all the towns and villages had people coming.

I remember that the clerk made statistics out of curiosity, and finally found that there were no villages in Tongzhou where people came to complain, but there were only three or five.

Some of them are because they are close to the mountains, and it is difficult for manpower to get through. It's too hard to climb through a few mountains, and if you're not careful, you'll die. Then there is Jiangji Village, and a place called Xiaowan Village. These two villages are very wealthy, and they are obviously good places to rob, but after hundreds of years, the people here live and work in peace and contentment, and they are not at all favored by the family.

At that time, Chang'an vaguely heard someone read it, as if the ancestor of this Jiangji Village had something to do with the Sheng family in Tongzhou City.

There is no way to know whether the truth is true or false, but to create a pure land under the misfortune of the family, it is certainly not enough to rely on the protection of a man like a wolf and a tiger. So Chang'an couldn't help but think, could it be that Jiangji Village really has something to do with the Sheng family?

Chang'an asked whatever he wanted, Song Yu'an and Brother Rong both looked at Xu Erlang when they heard this.

Xu Erlang didn't say anything, but bowed his head slightly, to the effect that what Chang'an said was reasonable.

Song Yu'an hesitated and said, "I have read the records of many families in Jiangnan, and the one involving the Sheng family seems to have been written, and the ancestor of the Sheng family once asked a Taoist to tell fortunes. The result of the fortune telling is unknown, only from that day, the ancestor of the Sheng family closed the door and went to the Taoist temple to make Jiao after three months, but because of the rain, the horse's hooves fell into the mud pit and could not move forward. They had no choice but to pause their rest and ask for help from the nearby villages, and the last village they settled in seemed to be Jiangji Village. ”

This rumor was something Xu Erlang had never heard of, so he became a little interested, "What about after that?" ”

Later, a son-in-law of the Sheng family died at a young age, and outsiders said that the son-in-law was a lover, because the ancestor of the Sheng family did not agree with him to marry a woman in a Qinglou as his wife, and he drank a cup of poisonous wine with the woman and went to Huangquan together. Ahem, there's no way to know if it's true or not. But some people spread that they seemed to have seen the Sheng family who had been buried in Jiangji Village. ”

"The Sheng family treats Jiangji Village a little favorably, and the world only says that it is the ancestor of the Sheng family who knows how to repay it. However, the time of Sheng Jiazi's death passed strangely, just a month after the ancestor of the Sheng family stayed overnight in Jiangji Village. And the cause of Sheng Jiazi's death is too ...... is ridiculous, which makes people have to doubt the truth and falsehood, and wonder if the Sheng family has any plans. ”

However, the Sheng family acted cautiously, and even if other families felt that it was inappropriate and went to investigate, they did not find anything wrong. Over time, the matter was put on hold.

This is also the genealogy, origin and changes of the families in the south of the Yangtze River, otherwise he can still say that the Sheng family is related to Jiangji Village, I am afraid that there are only three or two people.

Song Yu'an said this, even if he was as young as Brother Rong, he felt that there was something wrong with this Jiangji Village. However, Jiangji Village is not appropriate, the surname of the people here is Jiang, and the Sheng family can hand over the wealth of Nuoda to them as guards? Or is it even more excessive, so bold as to hide the century-old inheritance left by the ancestors under the noses of others?

Let's not talk about how difficult it is...... It's whimsical enough.

As everyone spoke, the sunset set over the western mountains, and after another moment, the sky gradually became dark.

The road leading from Jinghu to Jiangji Village is very spacious, but because it is a suburb of the city, few people come at night, and the surrounding area is dark at this time, only the sound of unknown insects chirping in the grass makes it look empty and sparse.

Brother Rong'er's stomach growled, and he consciously took out the dry food that Huhe had prepared in the morning, and handed it to his father and brother and Song Yu'an respectively.

The dry food is just ordinary cakes, and there is no stuffing in it, mainly because I am worried that the sun is still very strong during the day and things are not put away. There is some sesame salt sprinkled here, but because of the proper ingredients, the work is strong, and the food is quite delicious.

After a few people filled their stomachs slightly, Jiangji Village was in sight.

Song Yu'an pointed to the big paulownia tree in the distance, "After that sycamore tree, it is Jiangji Village." ”

Chang'an was curious, "Have you been here?" ”

"Not yet. It's just that when I read the geography of the south of the Yangtze River, I remembered that many villages in Tongzhou would plant a few big trees in the townships and village entrances. First, it was used as a symbol, and second, it was convenient for wartime scouts to hide in it to reconnoiter the battle situation. ”

And they walked for a while, and according to the footsteps, they should be very close to Jiangji Village. It just so happens that there is another sycamore tree here, and after this sycamore tree, there is no doubt that it is Jiangji Village.

Song Yu'an didn't explain much, but at this time, Chang'an and Brother Rong'er's admiration for him was simply inexpressible.

Chang'an's admiration was mixed with a hint of envy. Although the Song family in Qizhou is not a family, because the family members are all scholars, there are five or six champions, thirty or fifty jinshi, and there are not a few other famous people...... This is a very famous scholarly family. The greatest wealth accumulated from our ancestors is books.

Chang'an once heard Senior Brother Xianghe say that more than half of the library in Qingyang Academy is the Song family's collection, and the other half is donated by the people, masters, and students.

And half of the books in the library pavilion are not all the belongings of the Song family. They also have a library in the clan land, and the amount of books in it is simply more than the collection of books in the entire Qingyang Academy.

Books are the most valuable wealth, and if books are compared to wealth, even if the Song family cannot be called a rich country, it is not far behind.

Chang'an's real name envies Song Yu'an for being able to swim in the mountains and seas of books, and even more envy the profound accumulation in other clans, so that he can know the world without going out.

Compared with Chang'an, Brother Rong's admiration is much more straightforward. He envied Song Yu'an's extensive knowledge and good brain.

He also has a good brain, and he can memorize the articles after reading two or three times. But it is only temporary, if you read it from time to time, and ask him again in ten days and a half months, you will definitely not remember it clearly. On the other hand, Brother Yu'an, I don't know the books I read at that time, but I can still speak the truth, and it is also powerful.

The carriage rattled slightly, and they rounded the plane trees and entered Jiangji Village.

As soon as he entered the car to catch the car, Huhe noticed something unusual, leaned against the carriage and whispered, "My lord, we are being watched." ”

Xu Erlang said "um" and didn't say anything else.

It was the three of Chang'an, who were stunned for a moment when they heard the words, and then Brother Rong muttered in a low voice, "It's getting late now, who else doesn't go home to eat and rest, and stare at people here?" Is this normal? ”

This is clearly not normal.

Unless there is a treasure in the family, and there is always worry that someone will steal it, who will do this superfluous thing?

It seems that this Jiangji Village is really a little wrong, could it be that the Sheng family's hundred-year accumulation is not hidden under the Mirror Lake, but is really hidden in this Jiangji Village?

Because Xu Erlang didn't speak, Huhe didn't say anything. He switched places with the guard seated in the wheel, and the guard drove the car, leaning against the door as if he were resting with his knife.

He is the best kung fu practitioner among the four rivers, slightly better than Mohe. If the people in the shadows make a move later, he can free up his hands to protect a few sons. As for the adults, they don't need his protection.

Fortunately, along the way, the people in the shadows only stared at them, and did not come out to stop or assassinate. Those people didn't know if they were calm, or if they thought they wouldn't find out about the cattiness in the village, so they didn't want to lose their sense of proportion and make an uncontrollable disturbance.

The carriage drove for a while, and it was about to walk out of Jiangji Village if it went any further, Huhe whispered something, and Xu Erlang called to stop.

This piece is in the northwest of Jiangji Village, and the overall location is close to the canal. It is said that it is close, but in fact, the canal here is still very far away, at least five or six miles away. And because there is a high mountain between it and the canal, so the people have to take the canal to go to other places, the time and effort spent, has not yet reached Tongzhou, and then it is more convenient to take a boat from the dock in Tongzhou.

There are sparse forests in this area, and there are bulging graves in the forests. Walking up the grave bag, the number of grave bags becomes denser and denser.

With the night owl's mournful chirp, Brother Rong couldn't help but shudder, "Dad, what are we doing here?" "Wouldn't it be too arrogant to come to someone's grave for a walk at night?

Look, burying people in the ground so that the ancestors are awake!!

Brother Rong looked at the faint purple light, there were already some fireflies that were far and near, his scalp was numb, and the whole person was about to explode.

He wanted to scream that there was a ghost, but the knowledge that his memory mother had taught came flooding back.

What kind of hell fire is this, it's obviously phosphorus burning. That's right, don't ask what phosphorus is, and don't ask why it burns. Anyway, my mother said that this is a scientific phenomenon, and it is definitely not a ghost.

Brother Rong comforted himself, and Xu Erlang and Huhe stopped somewhere. At their feet was a new grave. Strange to say, even the new graves are very small, and they really look like small mountain bags.

Brother Rong still has the picture of some people in Liaodong dying and being buried in the ground by their families. The graves of those men were piled high like a square hill. But the graves here, saying that they are small earthen bags, feel that they are being lifted.

Brother Rong and the three of them stepped forward to take a few looks, but they didn't see a reason. On the contrary, the land around this tomb seems to be more solid than elsewhere, and the vegetation seems to be withered.

Brother Rong hasn't come up with a reason yet, and his head is mushy. It was Chang'an and Song Yu'an, with thoughtful looks in their eyes.

At this time, the night owl screamed again, and the voice was loud and harsh in the dark night, which made Brother Rong couldn't help but shiver again. He also hiccuped very unproductively, and when his father came over, Brother Rong pouted his nose and said with a smile, "It's too cold, Dad, when will we go back?" ”

Xu Erlang spoke, "Let's go." ”

After saying that he was really leaving, he turned around and walked down the mountain, Huhe was playing a lantern in front of him, and Xu Erlang greeted the three of them.

Brother Rong was a little happy to see that his father was really ready to take them out of this cemetery. But has Dad found out what he wants to check? It's good to be delayed because of him.

Chang'an knew his brother's thoughts, so he asked Xu Erlang, "Second uncle, is there the entrance?" ”

"Not sure." But this cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery.

Song Yu'an thought of something else, "We came suddenly, but we didn't guard against anyone." What's more, when Fang Cai entered the village, he was seen by the people of Jiangji Village, and the fact that we have been to the cemetery will definitely be revealed. If things are really buried in the ground, I'm afraid they will be moved. ”

Xu Erlang said, "It's okay, just change everything with immutability." ”

Song Yu'an nodded when he heard this, and thought so.

Now the initiative is in their hands. It's okay if the people in Jiangji Village don't move, if they do...... Then they will be the fishermen waiting for profit.

Xu Erlang and the others got into the carriage again, and a certain Cong miscellaneous tree in the dense forest seemed to shake a little, and then there were light footsteps to follow, until they saw Xu Erlang and his party go away, and then hurriedly returned to the village.

At this time, the whole village was still immersed in darkness, but this was only the surface, and in the house near the cemetery, the lights had already been lit.

It was only because there was a secret room here, and the lamp was lit in the secret room, and no light could be seen from outside, that no one noticed.

When the big man who was spying on Xu Erlang hurriedly came and said that the matter was like this, the three old men sitting in the secret room suddenly became solemn.

One of them was the oldest, and his hair and beard had turned gray. When he heard that the graves of his ancestors had been trampled on, he couldn't contain the anger on his face for a while, and his arms trembled and slapped on the mahogany chair.

"Deceive people too much, Xu Shiheng deceives people too much."

The other old man was not as angry as his brother, after all, although the cemetery was an ancestral grave. But in fact, the burials were the bodies of the people in the village. As for the corpses of their ancestors, they are naturally buried in the ancestral land of the Sheng family, and the graves of the ancestors left here are actually a trick, and there are only a few clothes inside, which is actually a dispensable clothed mound.

But even if it is a well-dressed mound, it is not something that can be trampled on casually. After all, the name of the ancestor is written on the tombstone! Even if the surname is not "Sheng", but "Jiang", they are all children of the Sheng family.