Dao fruit.

"The ancestral line of my Meng family has been alarmed!"

Meng Qingyan, the head of the Meng family's main residence, was talking with his staff, but suddenly his expression changed drastically.

What he talked with his staff was about Qiu Yan. The head of the family had decided to befriend Qiu Yan, and planned to make the Meng family's power in the court as convenient as possible for him, creating a kind of Qiu Yan and Meng's relationship. The home is a phenomenon of unity.

As the saying goes, people's words are terrible, some things are said too much, even if they are not, they will be forced by a general trend formed by the gathering of people's words, and the falsehood will become true.

However, all the plans were interrupted by a slight tremor on the ground.

After the shock passed, Meng Qingyan's calm aura disappeared, replaced by a look of shock. He hurriedly got up, ordered his staff to retreat first, and then passed down an order to invite someone to come over.

After staying for a few breaths, two elderly people in their sixties walked into the house with crutches.

"Fifth, what's going on? Why did the ancestral line of my Meng family shake just now? But what happened to shake the foundation?"

One of them has not yet stepped over the threshold, the words have already been passed on from his mouth. This person is tall and fat, with a ruddy complexion, but he is not tall, and it can be seen at a glance that he is used to being pampered.

Seeing the two of them, Meng Qingyan stepped forward and cupped his hands, and said respectfully: "You two uncles, my nephew invited the two of you here for this purpose. What exactly caused the ancestral veins, my nephew hasn't figured it out yet, but But it’s not appropriate to make it public, so I want to invite the two of you to move to the ancestral tomb first, and with your seniority and blood, you will be able to suppress the ancestral tomb’s changes and prevent accidents.”

Another old man said at this moment: "That's the reason. No matter what happens or not, the ancestral grave cannot be neglected. This matter is related to the foundation of my Meng family. Your Seventh Uncle and I will leave later, but..."

Compared with the other old man, this person is a little thinner.But the spirit is hale and hearty, there is a faint sparkle in the eyes, the temples are raised high, and the hand holding the crutch is covered with blue veins.Like an old tree whose roots are entangled, he speaks at a steady pace, giving people a sense of stability: "The source of the ancestral veins needs to be clarified as soon as possible."

"I understand this matter, this time I will trouble the third and seventh uncles."

Meng Qingyan nodded, and said respectfully, but also with the majesty of a patriarch.

"If something happened in this city, it would be that Qiu Yan was lecturing. I thought that although he had achieved something, he might not be able to be a teacher. But according to yesterday's news, this person also has the ability to teach and educate people. Could it be that he said it today? What, it has affected my family's luck..."

Waiting to see the two of them off, Meng Qingyan thought about it.A few more people were recruited to order, all of them went out to inquire about things, and they were not only confined to Meng's mansion, but also asked people to collect all the big and small matters in the city, and even ordered people to go to the post station to write to the capital.Let the children of the Meng family who are in the center move and investigate.

This is not because Meng Qingyan made a big fuss and wasted manpower and material resources for nothing, but has a profound reason.

It turned out that their ancestors of the Meng family were enlightened by an expert, and one of their ancestors chose a place with excellent geomantic omen for burial.And according to certain rituals, it was well arranged, turning it into a gas hole, and the luck of the Meng family was promoted steadily, and it rose into a famous family within a few hundred years.Whether it is an official or a businessman, everything is smooth sailing.

Since then, all important people in the Meng family will be buried in that feng shui treasure land, and gradually it has become a piece of ancestral grave, which is the foundation of the Meng family's luck, which vaguely coincides with a spiritual vein.

Now, the spiritual veins are vibrating, and the ancestral veins are also moving accordingly, but all the children of the Meng family, under the guidance of Yingpo, all respond, but some are strong and some are weak.

Strong ones, most of them belonged to the head of the Meng family, and Meng Bufan also felt the same in the other courtyard, so he sent someone over, and sent over everything he knew, as well as the calligraphy.

"Huh? Fan'er sent someone a picture?" After receiving the news, Meng Qingyan already had a guess, "Written by Qiu Yan?"

"It was Qiu Xiuzhuan's handwriting," the reporter nodded quickly, and after briefly explaining the matter, he said, "The young master ordered the villain to report first, so that the letter can be invited later?"

"Come here?" Meng Qingyan's eyelids twitched, "Even if it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, there is no need to be so solemn, right? Could it be that the ancestral vibration of my Meng family has something to do with this painting?"

Amidst the doubts, Meng Qingyan could hardly sit still. After taking two steps back and forth, he made a decision: "You go with me to meet that painting, and I want to see what kind of words can make me You are so solemn." After speaking, he took a step forward, and after a cup of tea, he met the two servants who escorted the painting in the front house of the Meng Mansion, and then cast his gaze over it logically.

But when he looked at it, he was shocked by the surging energy and blood on the surface of the paper.

"What's going on here?" Taking a closer look, the spiritual veins of the entire Meng Mansion are connected to its people. Meng Qingyan's mind instantly condenses a lot, and he can vaguely see a figure of a yin-yang fish in the blood, and the cycle of the sun and the sun.

However, this spiritual pulse linkage only lasted for a moment before it dissipated, but it was enough to surprise Meng Qingyan. The clothes on his back were instantly wet with cold sweat.

Just looking at the expressions of the two servants who asked for the letter, it can be seen that the two of them did not notice anything unusual on the paper.

In fact, ever since the spirit veins vibrated and the ancestral veins followed, there were disciples of the Meng family who could see the changes on the paper, but they were also vague, not as clear as Meng Qingyan could see.

"Sure enough, this is the case. The ancestral vibration of my Meng family is indeed related to this article and that Qiu Yan!" After thinking about it, Meng Qingyan's eyes fell on the Chinese paper, and his expression changed several times.

At first it was solemn, then stunned, followed by surprise, and finally turned into panic.

"This method of printing..."

He stared at the paper, his pupils trembling.

"If this method is followed, although there are many disadvantages, and it cannot replace the essence of engraving, it will definitely reduce the cost of engraving books, so that the book engraving workshops that have been suppressed by our family for many years have been revived! At this time, it will definitely make the poor family grow faster!"

This idea quickly flashed through Meng Qingyan's mind, he directly passed the specific tricks of movable type printing, and noticed the meaning behind it——

Vaguely, Meng Qingyan seemed to see a future change.

The popularization of knowledge seems to have little impact in a short period of time, but as the base of people with information expands, its impact will gradually penetrate into all aspects.

This point, when the bamboo slip carving knife was replaced by a paper brush, there was a significant change, breaking the insurmountable gap between the gentry and the commoners.

Thinking of this, Meng Qingyan shook his head, and said to the reporter: "You told me everything that happened during the lecture in detail on the way, since Faner sent you here, it must be because you know the ins and outs of the matter best. "

The man listened, bowed his head and said: "The villain takes orders, this time, the main thing is that a young man named Hua She in our house raised a question..."

"Hua She?" Chewing on the name, Meng Qingyan and the reporter had already taken a step, left the Meng Mansion, and headed for another courtyard—they were going to see Qiu Yan, and this was also Meng Bufan's suggestion.

However, as a member of the Meng family, Meng Qingyan's every move has attracted much attention. What's more, there is already an undercurrent in the mansion due to the vibration of the ancestral veins. When he goes out at this time, he immediately falls into the eyes of some people, including some guards and servants He hurriedly followed, huh-hu-la-la, with a great posture.

On the other side, Qiu Yan was in the wing room in the backyard of the other courtyard. When Meng Qingyan arrived at the place, he asked his entourage to wait at the back door of the other courtyard, and he took the two of them in. From a distance, he saw Meng Bufan at the door of the wing room , talking to Qiu Yan's follower.

Meng Qingyan was also deeply impressed by Qiu Yan's follower.

There are also people who are similar to the priests in the Meng Mansion, and they will not show up easily, but they will check the people who come and go. When Qiu Yan and Qiu An arrived, the priests tried a few times, but they couldn't see through. With Qiu Yan's cultivation, he could only vaguely perceive Qiu An's realm, but he was shocked to find that even Qiu Yan's follower was not something he could deal with.

When this investigation result fell into the hands of Meng Qingyan, it also made the head of the family feel that Qiu Yan was unfathomable.

After walking a few steps forward, Meng Qingyan noticed that the doors and windows of the wing room were trembling slightly, and through the window paper, one could see what seemed to be a shadow inside that was changing rapidly.

With a move in his heart, Meng Qingyan remained expressionless, but said, "Fan'er, didn't you come to visit Mr. Qiu? Why didn't you go in?" While speaking, he had already walked to Meng Bufan's side. ,

"So that my father can know that the boy came to visit. After all, the calligraphy is very important. It is related to the luck of the family. I have to make it clear to Mr. Qiu, so that he will not accidentally offend the big family." Meng Bufan said Turning around, he said this to Meng Qingyan. The content of the words made the latter feel a little stunned, thinking that his son had spoken too clearly.

However, when Meng Qingyan saw Meng Bufan's expression, he saw some clues in his eyes, nodded and said, "That's fine, but why didn't you enter the room?"

Meng Bufan pointed to Qiu An, and said: "It's this strong man Qiu An who said that it is not appropriate to enter and disturb the gentleman at this time."

"Isn't it suitable to enter?" Meng Qingyan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, "Could it be that Xiuzhuan is retreating to understand something?" Asking like this, he was secretly counting the time when the ancestral veins would vibrate, and during the retreat with Qiu Yan, Whether it matches or not, in fact, I already have the answer in my heart.

"Please the strong man..." Meng Bufan heard this, and was about to ask, when the door of that room suddenly creaked and opened.

Qiu Yan's voice came from it——

"Meng Yuanwai, Mr. Meng, you two came just in time, and Qiu just happened to have something to show you."

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