When Yan Qiluo woke up the next day, he looked at Wen Muyan, who was sleeping next to him with a satisfied face, and was very shy.

Ahhh

How could such a thing happen!

Hasn't Wen Muyan always been very cold?

Hasn't he always been so domineering and evil?

He actually danced for himself!

Shame on you!

Yan Qiluo pulled up the quilt and covered her face at once.

Wen Muyan opened his eyes, his eyes were slanted slightly, the corners of his eyes were gently upturned, and the eye waves under the well-defined eyelashes implied a satisfied pampering.

Seeing Yan Qiluo's shy appearance, he was really satisfied.

In order to let this Yan Qiluo take the initiative to give him a hug, it really took a lot of effort......

It's really evil.

In his sight, he couldn't see any other woman except her.

No matter how delicate and beautiful other women are, so what?

None of them are Yan Qiluo.

Even if Yan Qiluo becomes ugly, in his eyes, he is still so beautiful.

So...... Dazzling.

I'm afraid that she will see other men who are more handsome than herself.

Yan Qiluo was covered in the quilt for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, so she could only come out to breathe.

Wen Muyan just wanted to pull Yan Qiluo, but there was a knock on the door outside, and Li Fa's voice rang out: "President, young grandmother, I went to sweep General Qi's grave at seven o'clock today." ”

Yan Qiluo suddenly remembered this matter.

Yesterday, after I heard about General Qi and Zhong Zixiao, I told the village chief that I must go to sweep the tomb of General Qi today!

You can't be late for this kind of thing.

Yan Qiluo sat up from the bed suddenly, and turned his head to see that Wen Muyan had already fastened the button and was buttoning the belt around his waist.

Oh my God, he's so fast!

"What are you still doing?" Wen Muyan took the initiative to match Yan Qiluo with a suit that was easy to move.

Because I was going to sweep the grave, the skirt was still a little inconvenient after all.

So Wen Muyan chose a set of pants for Yan Qiluo that was very close to the color of his clothes.

Yan Qiluo looked at the clothes that Wen Muyan matched for herself, and couldn't help but praise in her heart.

Sure enough, he is a man who controls the forefront of fashion!

The two of them quickly packed up, had a casual breakfast, and went to gather outside.

General Qi's grave is on the hillside north of the village.

Sitting in the north and looking south, guarding Liangshan Village for Zhong Zixiao.

Since the dream that he cried and fell asleep in the ancestral hall yesterday afternoon, Yan Qiluo had a strange feeling about this General Qi.

I always feel that this General Qi has a relationship with him.

When Wen Muyan stood at the foot of the mountain with Yan Qiluo, Gu Jingcheng and others, Wen Muyan suddenly understood why Liangshan Village refused to leave the pipeline from here.

Wen Muyan knows the specific direction of the pipeline.

At that time, there was a grave on the road of this pipeline, and he knew it.

At that time, he felt that it was nothing, it was nothing more than to give more money and let the other party move the grave.

But the moment he actually stood at the foot of the mountain, he suddenly wavered from this thought.

Because, the location of this tomb is too special.

Yan Qiluo looked up at the grave on the hillside, and was also stunned.

The direction of this tomb is just overlooking the Liangshan Village below, and it looks condescending from a guardian's posture.

At this time, the village chief finally spoke slowly: "Of course we understand the powerful relationship between the things that benefit the country and the people. But General Qi is the patron saint of Liangshan Village, even if we people in Liangshan Village have no conscience, we can't move the bones of heroes! If we really agree with you to take the pipeline from here, then we will go underground in the next hundred years, what face will we have to see General Qi, and what face will we have to meet Miss Zhong Zixiao? ”

Several other patriarchs nodded their heads one after another, and their eyes looked at Yan Qiluo.

Yan Qiluo didn't speak, and took the lead and walked up.

Everyone else followed.

The road to the top of the mountain is paved with stone slabs, and it is very stable and clean. Every day, villagers come here to clean, repair and consolidate the mountain roads and tidy up General Qi's grave.

Although more than 300 years have passed, General Qi's tomb is still intact.

Yan Qiluo and Wen Muyan glanced at each other, and at the same time walked towards General Qi's tombstone.

There is only one line on it: Tomb of the Dead Husband.

There was no erector of the monument, and no epitaph was written.

But those four words alone are enough.

This is the tomb that Zhong Zixiao specially erected for him.

Judging from the four big characters drawn by the iron hook and silver, you can indeed see Zhong Zixiao's calligraphy skills, which is called a strong one.

A young lady from the Zhong family, how can her calligraphy be bad?

It's just that when she wrote these four words, she was already the Fujin of the prince of the Qing Dynasty.

Her mood must be extremely complicated, right?

The tombstone she erected for General Qi in Liangshan Village, that prince must also know, right?

It's just that he pretends not to know anything, right?

Now that I think about it, this prince has a deep affection for this Zhong Zixiao, and it is also embarrassing!

Because he loves her, he acquiesces to the fact that there is another dead man living in her heart.

No wonder this prince wants to force this General Qi to death in life and death, it is really because this General Qi is really unique in Zhong Zixiao's heart.

Yan Qiluo suddenly saw Wen Muyan's face change slightly, and just wanted to speak, but he only had time to see Wen Muyan walk quickly to the tombstone, reaching out to touch the plain stone tablet.

Wen Muyan looked at it with a complicated expression for a long time, and finally spoke softly: "Mr. Gu, I suddenly feel that everything here doesn't need to be changed. I don't know what Mr. Gu thinks? ”

As soon as Wen Muyan's words were finished, everyone present looked at Wen Muyan in surprise.

Gu Jingcheng was stunned, and his eyes jumped without a trace.

After a long time, Gu Jingcheng said softly: "If you change the line, you need to increase your investment by tens of millions." ”

"This money, I'm out." Wen Muyan replied lightly, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Su Lingyu and Gu Jingyi were stunned.

Although the two of them were not on the same page, they couldn't help but exchange a look at this time.

Both of them saw their blank expressions in each other's eyes.

No one knows why Wen Muyan suddenly changed her mind.

Including Yan Qiluo.

Yan Qiluo has seen several design drawings, and the line from Liangshan Village is the most reasonable investment, the least energy consumption, and the lowest energy consumption.

Once the line is changed, it means more costs, not to mention more maintenance expenses in the future.

Wen Muyan has never been a person who changes his mind easily.

But just now, why did he suddenly ......

Wen Muyan seemed to know their doubts, but his eyes flashed, and he said, "How can I destroy the village that the Zhong family guards?" After all, Kira is the daughter of the Zhong family. ”

Yan Qiluo always felt that this sentence was not in his heart.

If it was for this reason, the line would have been changed a long time ago, would you have to wait until now?

However, since he didn't want to say it, he didn't ask.

"Since Mr. Wen said so, I naturally have no opinion." Gu Jingcheng replied with a smile: "Anyway, it's Mr. Wen who pays the money!" ”

Yan Qiluo stepped forward, took the basket from the assistant's hand, sat down in front of the grave, and slowly burned the paper money for General Qi.

Yan Qiluo burned paper money, and I didn't know why, but I had the urge to cry again.

Yan Qiluo thought in his heart, probably because he was moved by their love, right?

General Qi, the Liangshan Village you guard, I will also protect it for you......

Yan Qiluo burned the paper money, and the others also incensed General Qi's grave in turn.

When he walked back, a patriarch suddenly stopped Yan Qiluo: "Miss Gu, can you take a step to speak?" ”

Yan Qiluo looked at him in surprise.

If I'm not mistaken, he should be the patriarch of the Yi tribe.

Yan Qiluo stopped suddenly: "Please speak." ”

The patriarch of the Yi clan looked at Yan Qiluo and said, "Since the promise of Liangshan Village has been handed over to Miss Gu, then we will naturally abide by this promise." But if Liangshan Village migrates......"

The words of the Yi patriarch end here.

Yan Qiluo suddenly remembered what Wen Muyan had said yesterday.

The above may have to be relocated to the outside of Liangshan Village.

After all, such a large village, but isolated from the world, is indeed a bit unusual.

However, although it is far from the city and the road is not smooth, the villagers here have lived here for generations.

They also don't plan to move out and connect with the outside world.

Gu Jingcheng once told himself that there are more than a dozen ethnic minorities in Liangshan County, and the management has not been very smooth.

However, any individual organization that confronts the state will not end very well.

Yan Qiluo instantly understood the meaning of the Yi patriarch.

Although Yan Qiluo's voice was very soft, he also said firmly: "Since I am already a member of the Zhong family, I am naturally duty-bound to protect the mission of the Zhong family to protect Liangshan Village. ”

Yan Qiluo reached out and stroked the bracelet on her wrist.

Although this bracelet is a convenient condition for the Zhong family to give themselves, it also gives themselves a heavy responsibility, right?

Invisibly, he still took on this responsibility for the Zhong family.

"Patriarch, don't worry, I'll help with this when I get back. Liangshan Village is also very good here, there is no need to move outside. Yan Qiluo continued: "I will definitely do my best. ”

Hearing Yan Qiluo's answer, the face of the Yi patriarch finally had a cloud of joy.

It seems that the village chief has already discussed it with several patriarchs.

Yan Qiluo smiled slightly.

Wen Muyan just glanced over and didn't ask what they said.

At this moment, a young man rushed up from the foot of the mountain, shouting as he rushed: "Village chief, patriarch, no! Something happened to the painting in the ancestral shrine! ”