After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 348 Ask the real person to calculate a good day

The mountain that Lin Xi was thinking about was named Li Yue Mountain, named after an ancestor of the Li family.

It is located in Zhuya County, Yingzhou, Li's hometown.

There are tungsten ores in the mountains.

Tungsten is a raw material used in the production of high-speed steel.

High-speed steel is also the raw material for manufacturing boring machines.

With the boring machine, the cylinder block can be processed and the reciprocating steam engine can be manufactured.

A ring on a ring.

She sent someone to buy Li Yueshan, but Li didn't want to sell it at all.

Because Li Yueshan is the clan of the Li family, to be precise, it is the family cemetery, where generations of ancestors are buried.

The ancients were very superstitious and believed that the feng shui of their ancestors' graves would affect the luck of future generations.

So how could they possibly sell the family plot?

That was the feng shui land that had blessed the Li family for hundreds of years.

Lin Xi couldn't buy the mountain, so she had to take a roundabout route and start with Li Xuelin, the head of the Li family.

That night, Li Xuelin stayed at Lin's house.

In the dead of night, Lin Xi easily arrived at Li Xuelin's room through any door.

Weaving a dream for him with his mental power.

In the dream, Li Mi, his youngest son who had been dead for many years, came to Li Xuelin and told him that he was wrong and should not have run away from home so willfully.

He also said that he wanted to return to his roots and return to his hometown.

After Li Xuelin woke up, he burst into tears thinking of his youngest son's voice and appearance in his dream.

At breakfast the next day, he asked to see his youngest son.

Li Mi is dead. If the old man wants to visit, naturally he can only visit his grave.

Lin Chunniang, sisters and brothers stopped going to work and led the old man to their parents' graves.

The tombs of Li Mi and Lu Qianjin have been renovated and they don't look gloomy at all, but rather like a majestic ghost house.

The surroundings are also planted with evergreen pines and cypresses, as well as flowers that bloom all year round, making the environment quite pleasant.

But Li Xuelin still felt that it was wrong for his youngest son to stay in this place.

How can the Feng Shui in this valley be as good as that of the Li clan where the wind and energy are stored?

After returning, Li Xuelin said to his grandchildren: "Your father gave me a dream last night, saying that he wanted to return to his hometown after falling leaves, so I plan to move your parents' tombs back to the Li clan. What do you think?" "

He did not agree with Lu Qianjin's identity as his daughter-in-law.

But this daughter-in-law was gone, and the Li family gave birth to six grandchildren with outstanding looks and talents, so he had no choice but to recognize her.

Otherwise, Chun Niang and Er Xi might not recognize him as their grandfather.

Lin Chunniang discussed it with her younger siblings and agreed.

At this time, moving the tomb and breaking the ground was a big deal, and it didn't just mean digging.

You have to be optimistic about the auspicious days of the zodiac.

When it comes to things like auspicious days, you naturally have to find a professional.

In the world of Peizhou, who else is more professional than the begging priest of Changchun Temple?
In the past few years, he has accurately predicted several major events.

For example, where will there be a locust plague, where will there be drought, where will there be auspiciousness, etc.

Whatever he predicts is accurate.

As a result, his reputation became more and more famous, and the name of the divine fortune teller spread throughout the world again.

Countless people come to Changchun Temple every day to offer incense and seek hexagrams.

But the Taoist priest only counts those who are destined.

As for who is the destined person?Isn’t that all his own decision?

Lin Chunniang and several others have jobs and cannot stay with Li Xuelin all the time, so the task of accompanying grandpa fell to Lin Xi, who was only five years old.The grandfather and grandson took a carriage and came to Changchun Temple, where the incense was at its peak.

I want to ask, isn't Li Xuelin the governor of Peizhou?Why do you have free time to run around?
That's because the governor is not an administrator, but an inspector.

People like Peizhou Mu and Linjiang County Sheriff are administrative officers and need to be on duty every day to handle various official duties.

But the inspectors are here to supervise these administrative officials, and they are relatively free to work where and when they work.

You can supervise the work of the county magistrate in Linjiang today, and go to Qingyuan County tomorrow to inspect the work of the county magistrate.

In short, you can use your position to fish in an open and honest manner.

It's a pity that Li Xuelin came at the wrong time today.

After entering the Changchun Temple, he asked the little Taoist priest who received the guests that he wanted to see the real beggar. The little Taoist priest said: "Today the temple master is in retreat and will not receive guests. Please come back next time."

Li Xuelin didn't know whether the Taoist monk had really gone into seclusion, or whether it was just a trick used by the Taoist temple to attract pilgrims, so he donated 200 taels of sesame oil money to the Taoist temple on the spot.

Then he asked: "I wonder when the real person will come out of seclusion?"

The little Taoist priest showed a confused smile: "When it's time to leave seclusion, you will naturally come out of seclusion."

Li Xuelin: "..."

Lin Xi tugged on his sleeve, "Grandpa, let's go play outside."

Li Xuelin followed her strength and walked out.

"Okay, okay, grandpa will go with you."

I heard that the scenery in Changchun Temple is quite beautiful. Since we can’t see the Taoist priest, it would be nice to accompany our little granddaughter around.

Lin Xi seemed to be walking casually, but in fact he was taking Li Xuelin to a certain place.

There is a dense bamboo forest behind the Taoist temple. The forest is very quiet and cool, but there is a formation in the forest. The bamboos seem to grow irregularly, but in fact they are arranged in a certain order.

People who don't know what's inside can easily get lost and wander around inside.

As time passed, no one came here.

Lin Xi deliberately took Li Xuelin into the bamboo forest.

The Taoist priest is in a bamboo building deep in the bamboo forest.

There is a clear stream behind the bamboo house. The pebbles in the water have been washed round and smooth by the water. There are glimpses of light in the water, and small fish as long as a thumb are swimming in it.

The Taoist monk who was said to be in seclusion was sitting on a big rock by the stream, eating watermelon with his bare feet.

Li Xuelin knew Taoist Qisheng. After all, the bone-touching and fortune-telling skills Taoist Qisheng performed in the Hall of Supreme Harmony a few years ago were impressive.

At that time, the Taoist priest had the image of an immortal and a worldly master.

Seeing such an unkempt beggar, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Taoist priest Qisheng glanced at Lin Xi and received her instructions.

"Who are you?"

Li Xuelin stepped forward and bowed his hands, "Old Li Wuya has seen a real person."

Wuya is Li Xuelin's word.

People from these aristocratic families, scholars to be precise, all like to give themselves a word.

Some people also like to give themselves names and nicknames, and they have so many names that it’s hard to remember them.

But these nicknames come in handy when you don't want to reveal your real name.

After the monk finished eating the melon, he washed his hands in the cool stream.

"The fact that you came here seems to be related to Pindao. Tell me, why do you want Pindao to do it to you?"

Li Xuelin didn't expect that he would meet Taoist Qisheng by accident and become his destined person.

This is all thanks to Xibao.

He touched Xibao's head lovingly, lifted his clothes, and sat down cross-legged on the ground covered with bamboo leaves gracefully.

"The old man wants to move the graves of his young son and his wife, and I would like to ask the real person to count them auspicious days."

(End of this chapter)