With the accounts of the villagers' grandfather, Fang Yuan and Fan Li can be deduced. What is the meaning of the Feng Shui arrangement in the past, and why is there such an arrangement...

At that time, although the environment in the village was relatively harsh, most of the buildings in the village were well preserved. It was undoubtedly an unrealistic idea to overthrow the residential reconstruction.

After all, the villagers were poor at that time, so it was impossible to increase their burden. So after studying for a few days, Xiao Shenxian decided to modify some layouts and add some buildings based on the original Feng Shui pattern, and then form a new Feng Shui situation.

The specific way is to...

Before Fang Yuan could read it, he turned the book together and then smiled and said, "Master Fang, are you sure you will continue reading?"

"Uh!" Fang Yuan was stunned, and then smiled helplessly: "Senior Fan, at the critical moment, you actually gave me this, which is a bit unkind."

"Haha, Master Fang, I'm just reminding you. If you want to continue reading, can we really stop you?" Fan Li smiled and said, "But you have to think clearly, study it after reading it, and compare it with the research after research. The gains from it are very different."

Fang Yuan understood Fan Li's meaning, knew the implementation steps of Feng Shui Bureau, and then studied the mystery of Feng Shui Bureau, he would definitely not get any training. It was like when doing exercises, he knew the answers and solutions. He didn't have to use his brain to figure out how to solve this problem, nor did he know where the knowledge points were, so naturally he would not make any progress.

So Fan Li said, let him think clearly. Should he look at it now or to look at it later. Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and then made a decision: "Since that's the case, I'll look at it in two days."

"This is what you said, then give me a seat." The little fat man immediately rushed in happily when he heard the sound.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, and also tactfully let him go aside. Then he watched the few people flirt with their books with great enthusiasm, exclaiming from time to time, making sarcastic sounds. Obviously, the project to renovate the village feng shui layout must have been very clever, which made them amazed.

Without seeing the truth, Fang Yuan simply sat down to drink tea. He was bored. With a slight look, he saw the book next to him, which was the family tree of the villagers.

"Maotang family tree..." Fang Yuan unconsciously took the family tree over and looked through it. According to the introduction at the beginning, he understood. It turned out that Maotang was the name given to his study by the villager's grandfather.

Ancient literati were quite elegant and liked to give their own names to their secretaries and courtyards. For example, Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou due to the Wutai poetry case. Because he was guilty, he did not expect any good treatment.

Anyway, historical records show that during that time in Huangzhou, Su Dongpo's life was relatively difficult, and he could be described as difficult and embarrassed, and sometimes it was all thanks to friends' alms or gifts. It could only be barely maintained.

In the summer when the weather was not connected, Su Dongpo had to put down the airs of the scholar-officials. He personally opened up the land, cultivated food, and built houses. When the house was completed, it encountered heavy snow, so he put snow on the four murals in the room and named it the Snow Hall.

In such a difficult environment, Su Dongpo did not want to give his house a nickname, which shows that the literati's habit of pursuing elegance has been integrated into his bones.

The villagers' grandfather was a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty back then, and he was definitely a veritable literati. So it is natural to give his own book title a nickname.

Of course, the villagers' grandfathers are not as good as Su Dongpo, a great writer who has been famous throughout the ages. The name of Maotang must be unpredictable, and it is estimated that only a group of relatives and friends know about it.

Fang Yuan must not be able to understand this kind of elegance and literary habit. After all, scholars today can only be called scholars, and they are far from being literati. Without the knowledge of literati and the character of literati, of course, they cannot understand the paranoid literati's elegance...

Anyway, Fang Yuan directly skipped the introduction to the family tree, and then looked through these boring names with interest.

Since it is a family tree, the most recorded name must be the name. Starting from the first generation of ancestors, that is, the general who built the village, it then blooms like a big tree, spreading branches and leaves, and passed down from generation to generation to the villagers' grandfather's generation. The names from generation to generation are like the veins of leaves, very clear and distinct without any disorder.

Speaking of which, this family tree is equivalent to the identity proof of ancient times. Even if someone in the village has to leave his hometown for some reason and go out to make a living, he has a family tree in hand. Even if a hundred years later, the descendants of that person come to the village with the family tree, as long as they compare it with the family tree of the people in the village.

By comparison, we can tell that everyone is the same ancestor, which one belongs to which room, and now who is the same generation as who is. At that time, as long as the person reveals that he intends to recognize his ancestors and wants to move back to the village, the villagers will definitely not say anything, and they will definitely welcome him warmly.

Maybe the village master in the village at that time, the boss of the eldest son of the direct family, would take the initiative to divide some fields to settle the man.

Don’t think that this is nonsense. You should know that the clan concepts of the ancients are not something modern people can imagine. For the ancients, clans are always the strong backing of clans. People who leave clans are equivalent to rootless duckweed, who always wanders without a trap, and are despised by people...

So this is also the reason why the ancients were keen on cultivating family tree, which has real benefits.

Fang Yuan's thinking was exuding, and he seemed to be relishing, but in fact he was bored to look through the genealogy. As he looked at it, his eyes suddenly moved, and then he became straightened, feeling a little dull. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then he turned on the first page of the genealogy again, focusing and carefully looking through it.

After reading it over and over again, Fang Yuan's expression gradually changed and he felt thoughtful. When he put down his family tree, Fan Li and others also finished reading the notes of the villagers' grandfather.

At this time, Old Man Pei sighed: "The master is the master. His extraordinary actions are admirable."

"I just said that man is the best in the world and is definitely not comparable to ordinary Feng Shui masters." Fan Li said, feeling inexplicably proud, completely forgetting the aggrieved feeling of being abused so hard that he had no fight back.

"Master, you really are a master." The little fat man admired the scenery and said, "Master, do you really don't know the whereabouts of that master?"

"I don't know." Fan Li's eyes were a little dim: "I'm not hiding it to you. In recent years, I have also asked someone to inquire about his whereabouts, but he is like a dragon in the sky, who can't escape from the world, so who can find him?"

The little fat man blinked and said one of the possible reasons: "Master, will he have passed away?"

"Nonsense." Fan Li glared at his eyes, and the old tiger was already in a fierce wind, which naturally scared the little fat man so much that he was panicked. He lowered his head in fear and did not dare to say anything.

At this time, Fan Li hummed: "The old man named Kong in the north and the old Taoist priest named Zhang in the neighboring province, the two old bastards are more than 200 years old. They are still alive, and they are roaming around from time to time. That person is dozens of years younger than them, so how could it be so easy to see the coffin?"

"Ahh, yes, yes..." The little fat man could only nod and listen to the excuse, but he didn't dare to refute it.

"Brother, please calm down." Old Man Pei persuaded: "Children are free to speak, the strong wind blows away, and the child is ignorant and says a few random words. Why should you take it seriously?"

When the little fat man heard the sound, his face turned a little darker. He was in his twenties and had already started a family and a career. He was regarded as a child, which made him very embarrassed and ashamed.

At the same time, the villagers smiled and smoothed out: "Mr. Fan, it's late, I'll go cook. How about you stay for the night tonight?"

"No need."

"OK……"

The one who refused was Fan Li, but Fang Yuan agreed. The two spoke at the same time, but their meaning was completely opposite.

At the right time, Fang Yuan laughed first and said, "Senior Fan, you want to leave, so let's go. Anyway, I must be shameless and stay. If I don't study the Feng Shui situation here, I won't leave so easily."

"Haha, I almost forgot the attraction of the other master." Fan Li patted his head and smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll stay with you. Sanbao, you will drive your Grandpa Pei back later."

"Yeah." The little fat man nodded quickly.

Old Man Pei did not refuse. After all, although he was curious about Feng Shui, he was not obsessed with it. It was okay to dabble in it, but he would never forget to eat or sleep and indulge in it.

After hearing Fan Li say he wants to stay with him, Fang Yuan did not refuse this kind of good intention. After all, he is not familiar with the place in the village and is definitely easily rejected by intentional or unintentional rejection. However, with Fan Li's matchmaking, it is different. It must be easy to integrate into the villagers, so it is much more convenient to do anything.

Taking this into consideration, Fang Yuan was very grateful: "Then I'll trouble Senior Fan."

"You're welcome, there's no trouble." Fan Li shook his head and said, "Anyway, I have to come to the village to live for a while every year, and I'm almost used to it. If I haven't come in one year, I feel uncomfortable..."

Everyone was chatting, and the villagers were busy killing chickens and ducks, preparing a sumptuous dinner to entertain everyone. Soon, the sun set, the whole sky was pitch black, with only a little starlight flashing, full of magnificent, profound and mysterious colors.

"Haha, let everyone wait for a long time, hurry up and serve."

In the scent of smell, the villagers greeted them with a smile on their faces to have dinner.

After some push, everyone sat down around the table. The dinner was really rich, with big fish and big meat, and it was bright and shiny. Not to mention the taste, this amount alone was enough to reflect the sincerity of the villagers.

"Everyone has a drink first..."

After the first glass of wine at the banquet, everyone became more casual, with chopsticks flying together, eating and drinking, and the atmosphere was warm.
Chapter completed!