Dao Fruit

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

In the main house of the Meng Mansion, Meng Qingyan, the head of the Meng family of this generation, was talking to his staff, but his face suddenly changed.

What he talked about with his staff was something related to Qiu Yan. The head of the family had decided to befriend Qiu Yan and was ready to make the Meng family's power in the court as convenient as possible for him, creating a phenomenon that Qiu Yan and the Meng family were one and the same.

As the saying goes, people's words are scary. If some things are said too much, even if they are not true, they will be forced by a great trend formed by people's words and become true.

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

Meng Qingyan's heavy aura disappeared after the vibration, and was replaced by a look of shock. He hurriedly stood up and asked his staff to retreat first, and then sent an order to invite people to come.

After a few breaths, two old men in their sixties walked into the house with crutches.

"Old Five, what's going on? Why did the ancestral vein of our Meng family just vibrate? What happened to shake the foundation?"

One of the men had not stepped over the threshold when his words came over. This man was broad and fat, with a ruddy complexion, but not tall. One could tell at a glance that he was used to a life of luxury.

When he saw the two, Meng Qingyan stepped forward and bowed, respectfully saying, "Two uncles, nephew asked you to come here just for this matter. What exactly is the matter that affected the ancestral vein? Nephew has not yet found out, but it is not appropriate to make it public, so I would like to ask you to move to the ancestral tomb first. With your seniority and bloodline, you will be able to suppress the movement of the ancestral tomb to prevent accidents."

Another old man said at this time, "That's right. No matter if there is something wrong or not, the ancestral tomb cannot be neglected. This is related to the foundation of our Meng family. Your seventh uncle and I will leave for it later, but..."

This man said to the other old man. He was a little thinner, but he was energetic, with a faint gleam in his eyes, his temples were high, and his hands holding the cane were covered with blue veins, like the roots of an old tree. He spoke at a moderate pace, giving people a sense of stability: "The source of this ancestral vein should be figured out as soon as possible."

"I understand this matter, and I will trouble my third uncle and seventh uncle this time."

Meng Qingyan nodded. He spoke respectfully, but also had the majesty of a family head.

"If there is something going on in this city, it is Qiu Yan's lecture. I originally thought that although he has achieved something, he may not be able to be a teacher. But according to yesterday's news, this person also has some teaching skills. Could it be that he said something today that affected the fortune of my family..."

After sending the two away. Meng Qingyan thought about it, and called a few people to tell them, all of whom went out to inquire about the matter, and not just limited to the Meng Mansion. As for all the matters in the city, he asked people to collect them, and even ordered people to go to the post station to write a letter to the capital. He asked all the children of the Meng family who were in the center to move and investigate.

This was not Meng Qingyan making a fuss, wasting manpower and material resources. There were profound reasons.

It turned out that their ancestors of the Meng family had been enlightened by a master. One of their ancestors chose a place with excellent feng shui for burial, and arranged it according to certain rituals, turning it into a qi eye, which promoted the fortune of the Meng family to rise steadily. Within a few hundred years, it rose to become a famous family, and it was smooth sailing whether it was an official or a businessman.

Since then, people of the Meng family who have a little weight will be buried in that piece of feng shui treasure land, and gradually it has become a ancestral tomb, which is the foundation of the Meng family's fortune and vaguely coincides with a spiritual vein.

Now, the spiritual veins are vibrating, and the ancestral veins are also moving with it. All the children of the Meng family have reactions under the guidance of the heroic spirit, but some are strong and some are weak.

Most of the strong ones are from the main line of the Meng family. Meng Bufan also felt it in the other courtyard, so he sent someone over to deliver what he knew and the calligraphy.

"Hmm? Fan'er sent someone to send a piece of calligraphy?" After receiving the news, Meng Qingyan had already guessed, "Written by Qiu Yan?"

"It was written by Qiu Xiuzhuan," the messenger nodded quickly, and after briefly explaining the matter, he said, "The young master asked me to come first to report, and the calligraphy can be brought later?"

"Bring it?" Meng Qingyan's eyelids jumped, "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 vibration of my Meng family's ancestral vein is related to this calligraphy?"

In doubt, Meng Qingyan could hardly sit still. After walking back and forth for two steps, he made a decision: "You go with me to welcome the calligraphy. I want to see what kind of calligraphy can make my son so solemn." After saying that, he took the lead. After a cup of tea, he met the two servants who escorted the calligraphy in the front house of the Meng Mansion, and then naturally cast his eyes over.

But when he saw it, he was shocked by the rolling blood rising on the surface of the paper.

"What's going on?" Looking intently, the entire Meng Mansion's spiritual veins were connected to him. Meng Qingyan's mind instantly became more focused, and he could vaguely see a yin-yang fish pattern in his blood, with the moon and the sun circulating back and forth.

However, this spiritual vein linkage only lasted for a moment before it dispersed, but it was enough to surprise Meng Qingyan. His clothes on the back were instantly wet with cold sweat.

Just looking at the expressions of the two servants who wrote the word "please", it can be seen that the two of them did not notice anything unusual on the paper.

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

"It is indeed the case. The vibration of my Meng family's ancestral vein is indeed related to this article and Qiu Yan!" Thinking about it, Meng Qingyan's eyes fell on the Chinese characters on the paper, and his face changed several times.

At first, he was just solemn, then he was stunned, and then he was surprised, and finally turned into horror.

"This printing method..."

He stared at the paper, and his pupils trembled.

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

This thought flashed through Meng Qingyan's mind quickly. He directly skimmed over the specific tricks of this movable type printing and noticed the meaning behind it-

Indistinctly, Meng Qingyan seemed to see a future change.

The popularization of knowledge, in the short term, seems to have no impact, but as the number of people who have access to information expands, its impact will gradually penetrate into all aspects.

This point has changed significantly when the bamboo slips and knives were replaced by paper and brushes, breaking the insurmountable gap between the gentry and the common people.

Thinking of this, Meng Qingyan shook his head and said to the messenger: "Tell 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 and bowed his head and said: "I obey the order. This time, the main thing is that a servant named Huashe in our mansion raised a question..."

"Huashe?" Chewing on this name, Meng Qingyan and the messenger have already stepped out of the Meng Mansion and headed towards the other courtyard-they are going to see Qiu Yan, which is also the suggestion made by Meng Bufan.

However, as a member of the Meng family, Meng Qingyan's every move has attracted much attention. Moreover, because of the vibration of the ancestral vein, there has been an undercurrent in the mansion. When he went out at this time, he immediately caught the attention of some people, and some guards and servants hurriedly followed him, making a lot of noise.

On the other side, Qiu Yan was in the wing room in the backyard of the other courtyard. When Meng Qingyan arrived, he asked the people who accompanied him 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 were also people who were similar to worshippers in the Meng Mansion. They would not show up easily, but they would investigate the people who came and went. When Qiu Yan and Qiu An arrived, the worshippers tried several times, but they could not see through Qiu Yan's cultivation. They could only vaguely perceive Qiu An's realm, but they were shocked to find that even Qiu Yan's follower was not something they could deal with.

When the results of this investigation fell into Meng Qingyan's hands, it made the head of the family feel that Qiu Yan was more unfathomable.

Walking forward a few steps, Meng Qingyan noticed that the doors and windows of the wing room were shaking slightly. Through the window paper, he could see that there seemed to be some shadows changing rapidly inside.

With a move in his heart, Meng Qingyan's expression did not move, but he said: "Fan'er, aren't you here to visit Mr. Qiu? Why don't you go in?" As he spoke, he had already walked to Meng Bufan's side. ,

"So that my father knows that I came here to visit. After all, the calligraphy is of great importance and is related to the fortune of the family. I must make it clear to Mr. Qiu to prevent him from accidentally offending the major families." Meng Bufan turned around and said this to Meng Qingyan. The content of his words made the latter a little surprised, thinking that his son had said too much.

However, when Meng Qingyan saw Meng Bufan's expression, he saw some clues in his eyes and nodded, "Okay, but why don't you go into the room?"

Meng Bufan pointed at Qiu An and said, "It was this warrior Qiu An who said that it is not appropriate to go in and disturb the gentleman at this time."

"Is it not appropriate to go in?" Meng Qingyan narrowed his eyes when he heard this, "Is the editor in seclusion comprehending something?" He asked this question, but he was secretly calculating the time when the ancestral vein vibrated, and whether it matched the time when Qiu Yan was in seclusion. In fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Please help me..." Meng Bufan heard it and was about to ask, when the door of the room suddenly creaked open.

Qiu Yan's voice came from it——

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng, you two came at the right time. I have something to show you." (To be continued...)

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