"Huh, what is this?"

Outside the Jiedu Mansion, the garrison is strict, ten steps and a post, five steps and a sentry, to the inner courtyard, but there is no soldier armor, servants are like clouds, the maids are surrounded, and there is some intoxicating smell of flowers.

Song Yuzheng came out of Wu Xinling's courtyard, and when he saw the lazy scene in the mansion, he smiled.

At this time, inside the Jiedu Embassy, although it was an undefended posture on the outside, there were many dark guards in the dark.

In recent years, Song Yu has also received a lot of so-called martial arts masters, strangers from outside the party.

Some of them are not suitable, so they will all be thrown to Chen Yun's brocade guards, and there are also people needed there anyway.

The rest of the honest and obedient ones have been trained to guard the house.

Among them, there are even Dao monks such as Qingxu and Shuilian, who arrange defensive arrays to guard against attacks from outside the Dao.

In this way, not only can it resist the force of the foreign mortal world, but even the ghost domain tricks such as witchcraft and spells cannot succeed.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the entire Jiedu Embassy is impregnable!

Before, there were also several waves of people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they came to explore the news of Jiedu Mansion, but they were all buried in the backyard and used as flower fertilizer. Among them, there is even a loose cultivation sect master.

Now the fierce reputation of Jiedu Mansion has been spread in the dark, and there are few thieves who dare to come and be presumptuous.

At this moment, Song Yu's body shook slightly, and he felt as if a breath had descended, making him refreshed.

Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately silently used his supernatural powers and observed his own qi number.

When I opened my eyes, I could see that the slightest trace of white gas gathered into a white cloud, constantly merging into its own cyan color.

Although the white gas will turn cyan. It has to go through multiple transformations, often thousands of wisps of white gas, before it can gather into a trace of cyan.

But this white cloud is a vast soup. There is almost no end in sight, and it took half an hour to completely dissolve.

At this time, Song Yu's cyan cloud qi skyrocketed by a full thirty percent, and the red Jiao hovered in it, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and the golden color on his body gradually flourished!

"This luck is almost as good as the five counties looking to take refuge!"

Song Yu looked at his own youthful energy. Muttered.

"It must be the yield per mu, the people's hearts will be attached, and it will bring luck!"

Before Song Yu. Although I guessed the matter of the yield per mu and the number of great benefits, I didn't expect it to be so strong!

The gas number change is not over yet. Song Yu can see it. Around him, a stream of luck with a hint of red and yellow flowed slowly, constantly pouring into the top of his head.

Although the stream is very small, there is a trace of white gas pouring into it from time to time, and it is endless!

"This is the destiny of the fool!"

Song Yu looked at this luck and said with enlightenment.

This Xin'an is the land of Song Yulongxing. Now that the crops are abundant, is it not providential?

Although most of the family. I won't believe it, but as long as the common people believe it!

If a lie is told 10,000 times, it will still become the truth! Song Yu has supernatural powers, and under the miracles, he is still afraid that outsiders will question it?

"Although this destiny luck is weak, but it is long-lasting, as I become more and more powerful in the future, the luck I get will be more, and in the end, it will become the real destiny!"

Song Yu looked at the stream of luck, and there was some expectation in his eyes.

......

In the twelfth year of Yong'an, in September, Xin'an Mansion was blessed with four stones per mu.

This news, like a hurricane, not only caused huge repercussions in Wunan, but also spread out, spreading to Wuzhou and even the whole world, causing an uproar.

Jianye, in the mansion of the state pastor, there was a faint chaos.

From time to time, servants ran out quickly, all with anxious expressions.

The other officials, all looking at each other and being clever, secretly sent their subordinates, and soon after, they finally found out the accurate information.

"When the state pastor saw Wu Nan's secret report, he suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground!"

Wuzhou Prefecture Mu Zhao Pan, is a royal family relative, has been sixty years old, in ancient times, it was considered a long life, could have retired, but looking at the great cadres and societies are shaky, or gritted his teeth to support the sick body, and now he was finally hit to vomit blood.

"It is rumored that the state pastor worked hard to review official documents, and only slept for two hours a day, alas...... Even young people can't stand this!"

Someone sighed, causing a chorus of echo.

"Brother Jia, you have always been well-informed, what do you hear?" someone asked again.

"It's not Song Yu's business!" Brother Jia said the word Song Yu, and inevitably lowered his voice, as if he would commit some taboo, with respect.

"According to my family's news, Wunan Xin'an Mansion, the place where Song Yu started, has won the favor of heaven, and rice yields four stones per mu!"

This Brother Jia is worthy of the name of being well-informed, and it is also similar to the time when Mu got the news.

Around the "hiss!!" Sure enough, there was the sound of gasping for air.

The significance of producing four stones per mu, these long-time bureaucrats, naturally are clearer, not only means an increase in strength, but also represents the mandate of heaven!!

And with this, we will have the great righteous name of fighting for the world! In the future, the resistance will weaken a lot everywhere we go.

Could it be that the heavens of Wuzhou and even the entire Daqian are about to change?

The officials glanced at each other, and there was some inexplicable meaning in their eyes!

In the south of Jianye City, ten miles of Lianfang, horse-drawn carriages are like clouds, and houses are like rain.

This is the settlement area of nobles and officials, known as talking and laughing with Confucianism, there is no white ding, in feng shui, it is also a gathering of dragons and tigers, auspicious, rich and noble.

In the middle of this, there is a mansion, which is much larger than the others.

Although it is located in the best location, this house is not resplendent with gold, vermilion lacquer and jade, white and gray painted walls, and even some moss crawled, showing greenery.

But passers-by looked at the house with admiration.

Even when officials pass by, they will dismount and get off the sedan chair as a sign of respect.

In front of the dark red door, ninety-nine copper nails were nailed, which had been polished over the years, glowing with a round luster.

On top of this gate, there is a lacquered gold plaque.

On it, a few big characters were written on the ground: "The Yasukuni Mansion" was written!!

Here, it turned out to be the mansion of the world-famous family, the hereditary Yasukuni Gong, and the Bao family.

The Bao family is a world-famous family of gate valves. Not only is the head of the family hereditary Yasukuni Gong, but there are people in the central court in every generation. bit high weight.

Not only that, but the ancestors of the Bao family can also receive public sacrifices from the people and collect incense openly.

The name of the world and the hope of the people, after they have been fulfilled, they will open up blessed land. Shelter the souls of the Heroes.

With the blessed land, the Yin Souls of the Bao family can enter and enjoy the blessings, compared to other wandering souls. can only struggle, but the situation of soul scattering is ten thousand times better!!

These are all top-down capitals. The Bao family no longer needs to be decorated with gold and jade. to highlight their nobility.

The courtyard is deep, there is a bamboo garden, there is a small pavilion in the garden, and next to it, it also attracts a stream, making a waterfall and flowing beads, and the silent bamboo forest is in contrast to each other.

This grass and tree are all unique. It has a unique charm.

If there is a Fang family here, you will understand. This must have invited a grandmaster-level character arrangement, and also arranged a magic circle to gather aura, grow here, adjust the body and mind, and prolong life.

In the small pavilion, there was a figure sitting.

This figure was only wearing a green shirt, three long beards, flowing in the wind, although he was middle-aged, his face was ruddy, and there was no wrinkles.

There was a boy standing next to him, serving on a reddish tea stove.

"The tea is ready!" The boy seems to have put a lot of hard work into this tea ceremony, especially the last tea split, every move has an indescribable charm, pleasing to the eye, and natural.

This middle-aged man turned out to be the head of the Bao family!

Although the Bao family has had people who have been officials in the past dynasties, they have ancestral teachings, and the head of the family has always sat in the family and controlled the foundation luck.

The head of the Bao family, named Bao Tingbo, is known for his skills, and since his reign, although the Bao family has not expanded, the more stable the foundation.

It is easy to start a business, but it is difficult to keep a business! Only those who have really experienced it know the difficulty!

This Bao Tingbo has a high reputation in the world, and when he arrives in Wudi, he is even more in the position of the leader of the alliance, ruling a state of bull's ears!

"Yu'er, your craftsmanship has grown more and more!"

Bao Tingbo smelled the fragrant tea, praised lightly, and raised his glass to tea.

The boy named Yu'er lowered his face and said respectfully, "Xie family master!"

He knew that the owner of the family was usually moody, and if he wanted to last a long time, it was better to keep a low profile.

Therefore, I dare not get carried away a little.

The autumn breeze blows by, with a chill, with the bamboo forest, which is even more secluded.

Yu'er couldn't help but feel excited, secretly glanced at the head of the house, and saw that she didn't care, so she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

The green shirt on Bao Tingbo's body, although the style is simple, is woven with different kinds of green silk, and on the day of the ready-to-wear, he specially invited the real person of Baiyunguan to perform the Taoist method and add runes.

The green shirt made of this can already be called a spiritual weapon! Not only is it warm in winter and cool in summer, but it also has a protective function, which can be compared to ordinary iron armor.

Such a spiritual robe, placed outside, is worth at least 50,000 taels of silver, but when it comes to Bao Tingbo, there are several pieces, which are used in turn.

With the protection of this spiritual robe, Bao Tingbo naturally didn't feel that there was any chill in this gust of wind.

His mind at this time was all attracted by the letters on the table.

On the small table, there are three pieces of letterhead.

One is from Wu Nan, which is a secret document from the Bao family, which records in detail Song Yu's recent governance and the uproar about the mu yield.

On another letterhead, the pen and ink were not dry, as if they had been newly written, describing the fainting of Zhao Pan's vomiting blood in the governor's mansion.

The last one, buried under two sheets of paper, only slightly exposed a corner, showed the signature.

But it's the word "dream fairy" in cursive!

Bao Tingbo has a wide range of knowledge, but also a connoisseur of evaluation, at a glance, you can know that this trace with elegant, but the shelf has a sharp atmosphere, its own school, just on calligraphy, placed in the contemporary calligraphy masters, it can also be ranked in the top five!

But calligraphy is only a minutiae, Bao Tingbo, as the head of the gate valve family and the prince of Yasukuni, naturally knows what the word dream fairy represents?

True person cultivation! Contemporary sect master of the Taishang Dao! In charge of the Forbidden Ghost Division! Even faintly passed on the title of national teacher!

Taishang Dao is in the north, almost a monopoly, Mengyun is a real person in charge, and he has an official body from the third grade, his status is not trivial, and even Bao Tingbo is also a little jealous. (To be continued......)

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!