Some of the other eleven departments couldn't help but regret it. If I had known that the Ministry of National Defense was crying poor, why would we pretend to be poor? I also crying poor. 9 It's the old saying that the child who can cry has milk to eat.

The Congressional report at the end of the year is the process of the State Council being responsible to Congress, which reflects the importance of Congress. It is also an explanation to the people, telling everyone what our government has done in a year and what important achievements have been made. It is not wrong for you to choose us. However, in this way, the confidentiality is much worse, and foreign governments can also know some of China's actual situation from this point of view.

Wang Maoru opposed such a report in his heart. He thought to himself that if I was in power, such meetings would be better held less. People would understand the government, but the enemy countries also understood it. Just as the report of the military department would never mention some secret expenses. Ordinary people want to know the secrets of the state just out of curiosity, but foreign governments know it but are not conducive to their own security. There is no friendship between countries. Once your trump card is leaked, your former comrades may also slaughter.

After Wang Maoru finished the report, listening to Sa Zhenbing's continued report, he sat down in a low mood until the report was over 4 pm, and announced that all twelve departments had ended. Tomorrow (January 5) will enter the last day of the State Council's Congress report, with Prime Minister Tang Shaoyi summarizing the Congress and announcing the successful end of the State Council's Congress report.

Wang Maoru was not excited after attending the Congress dinner. He did not speak too much or communicate with everyone in a serene way. Instead, some people misunderstood and said that looking at the martial marshal, he was so arrogant that he was so dignified and demeanor, and was calm and calm. This was the posture of the head of state. Look at Sun Liwen, who was sick, and said that he was a sick man. He spoke big words one by one, but when did you come to a 99 national declaration? It was so powerful that he had a powerful 99 nationality. President Sun Liwen of the Republic of China attended the banquet in vain for less than half an hour and returned to the presidential palace for rest. The Democratic Party no longer participated. Seeing that these old and young people in Beiyang could not eat or drink, they left or returned home during the meal. Or went to the Eight Great Hutong and other Feng Yuecheng to vent.

During the dinner summary, Wang Maoru spoke to everyone and hoped that you would have a wonderful night. The Republic of China is all based on the elites to lead the way. See you tomorrow. Everyone hurriedly replied that if it were not for the National Defense Forces to defend national security, even if we were determined to serve the country, we would not be able to serve the country. Thank you Wang Maoru for thanking the National Defense Forces and the host and the way.

When Wang Maoru and Tang Shaoyi walked away from the Six Kingdoms Hotel in the same car, Tang Shaoyi said, "Xiusheng, you are in a bad mood today. You seem to be in a bad mood, but why? Logically speaking, you should be happy here."

"Middle-aged man lost his wife, middle-aged man lost his wife." Wang Maoru then sighed and said bitterly. Tang Shaoyi was surprised and asked immediately. Wang Maoru told him in person and said, "The master who died in Ulantuya once told me a fortune telling me that I lost my wife in middle-aged man, but I don't believe it, but I am also cautious. The two wives of Kawada, Tomoya and Ulantuya, were in danger one after another, and finally got one back. I thought it was broken. I didn't expect that this disaster would eventually fall. It happened to Qiuyue. She escaped into a monk, but suffered this sudden disaster. I blamed me, and I blamed me."

"I am confused, how can I believe the words of the sorcerers in the world? If the sorcerers in the world can make a decision, wouldn't it be better if you soldiers and our politicians do something? Just do some fortune tellers and sit on the temple?" Tang Shaoyi said.

Wang Maoru smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, the past has passed. It's just that Qiu Yue's death makes me feel a little unacceptable."

"Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, so be buried with good life." Tang Shaoyi comforted, "Don't be too sad, national affairs are the most important. Let's put the love aside."

"What my father-in-law taught me was the most, Xiusheng knew it." Wang Maoru said.

"Does her family still have relatives?"

Wang Maoru smiled bitterly and said, "She is an orphan. She was raised by a nunnery since she was a child. She has never had any relatives. She has also been entrusted with the temple in the past."

"What a pity that a strange woman." Tang Shaoyi sighed.

Wang Maoru went to the house, but saw the women and children sitting together, folding paper ingots (paper gold ingots). The adults were talking in a low voice, but the filial son didn't understand things and folding paper ingots as toys.

Wang Maoru was stunned at first, and then saw a black cloth hanging on the left arm of the butler Wang Peng, and said, "Master, we all know about Mrs. Six. The wife must do her best." Wang Maoru nodded and said, "I walked over and sat among the crowd. Ulantuya said, "Master, Liu Mei... the only thing everyone can do is this."

Wang Maoru nodded in distress and lamented: "I understand."

"Master, don't be sad. No one can stop this when it comes." said the second wife Yuzhuo.

The third lady Yu Chan also nodded, and her watery eyes began to wet. Thinking of the little bits and pieces of Wu Qiuyue passed, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry." Caiwei stretched out her hand and wiped her tears and comforted her.

Wang Maoru wanted to laugh and comfort everyone, "It's not painful for her to go. Hi! We won't be able to enjoy this blessing in the future." Then he folded it for a while, and a lot of golden croakers came out on his hand. At this time, Feng Yinbin came, and Wang Maoru called him into the study.

Feng Yinbin said respectfully: "Teacher, I sent my secretary Chen Bule to Fasheng'an to cook everything."

"Tell me in detail what you found in the afternoon, so don't miss it." Wang Maoru sat down. He knew that Feng Yinbin was not smoking, so he was not polite. He took out a cigar and lit it and took a sip. Seeing Feng Yinbin standing upright, he quickly said, "Sit down and talk too."

Feng Yinbin just sat on the side and replied: "In addition to practicing Buddhism in Fasheng Temple, Mrs. Qiuyue Liu is also responsible for urging the nuns in the temple to strengthen their bodies and practice martial arts. Because Mrs. Liu is in Fasheng Temple, many families who cannot live and cannot support their daughters also send their children to the temple, so they are all taken by Mrs. Liu. It is said that yesterday, Mrs. Liu took the nuns to the mountain to practice martial arts and chop wood. A little girl accidentally fell off the cliff, and Mrs. Liu is brave enough to save people. Although the nun was rescued, Mrs. Liu fell down."

Wang Maoru sighed, no longer speaking, and felt extremely melancholy in his heart. Wu Qiuyue, this stubborn female hero. He looked up at a long sword hanging on the north wall. This was Wu Qiuyue's weapon, what she left behind. Seeing this long sword, he thought of her. The last farewell turned into a forever punishment, wouldn't it hurt?

Wang Maoru looked at the ceiling with his eyes blank and fell into deep thought. Feng Yinbin asked carefully: "Teacher, will Mrs. Six's body be transported back to Beijing or will it be left in Fasheng Temple?"

"If I die in the future, I will bury me in Hulunbuir. My wives will also be buried there. That is where I started. Jihua, send a message to Chen Bulei, asking him to do me a favor and take advantage of the winter to transport Mrs. Six's body to Hulunbuir. Then ask the Fengshui Taoist priest to find a grave for me in Daxinganling, and bury Mrs. Six. When I die in the future or my family dies, bury them there, and then use it as a place for the burial of my family's ancestral tomb."

Feng Yinbin thought about it and asked, "Teacher, if you look for dragons and click acupoints, it will be an extremely important thing. I am afraid that Chen Bulei will not be able to mobilize his relationship alone."

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "What is searching for dragons and pointing acupoints? It's just a normal Feng Shui place. There is not so much attention, so I don't want to be an emperor."

Feng Yinbin said: "The Feng Shui ancestral grave is related to the benefits and life and death of future generations. We must not ignore it. Teachers should be particularly cautious. When it comes to pointing acupoints, you should find some capable people. If you are a liar, wouldn't it harm yourself?"

"Oh, then you can help find a capable person." Wang Maoru said.

Feng Yinbin said cautiously: "Yes, teacher, leave this matter to me, I'll go to Daxinganling."

Wang Maoru said: "If you can do it, I will feel at ease, but who will replace you?"

Feng Yinbin thought about it and said, "There is someone who is honest and honest, who may be a substitute for me."

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "He will take your job temporarily."

In fact, the Chinese people regard the ancestral tombs as a matter of their ancestral tombs. No matter how despised Feng Shui techniques were during their lifetime, they suddenly became extremely respectful to the gods when they died. No matter how old the person was or how profound the knowledge, they would always look forward to the appearance of gods at the end of their lives. Feng Shui techniques of locating houses, looking for dragons and pointing acupoints were passed down in China for thousands of years, and the cultural traditions they formed had been deeply rooted in the minds of Chinese people. Even Feng Yinbin believed that the importance of Feng Shui tombs showed the concept of ordinary people.

It seems like a trivial matter to Wang Maoru finds a ancestral grave, but in anyone's opinion, the person who delivers this matter to the person he trusts the most is the person he trusts the most. Feng Yinbin also thinks so. This is really not a trivial matter. When Wang Maoru is buried there in the future, he must be helped by someone he trusts the most.

Feng Yinbin is not doing anything else and wants to help Wang Maoru complete this matter. He asked Wang Maoru for a few months' vacation and was about to set off for a search now before returning from Heilongjiang. Wang Maoru was very moved to see him so much.

Feng Yinbin found the twenty most famous Feng Shui masters in North China cities such as Beijing and Tianjin, and then twenty Feng Shui masters in the Northeast. A total of forty Feng Shui masters arrived on the Northeast Railway (formerly the Russian Far East Railway) and arrived unobstructedly at the Daxinganling.
Chapter completed!