roccoschili Chapter 194 Feng Shui Master
Chapter 194 Feng Shui Master
During the Ming Dynasty, Yuan Wenrong (i.e. Yuan Wei, a native of Cixi, Zhejiang, an important minister during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. The author of "Yuan Wenrong Gongji") had not yet become an official and made a fortune. His family was in a poor family. His father, Mr. Yuan Qingya, was a A poor scholar.
In his family, his great-great-grandfather and great-grandfather passed away. Because there was no money to buy a cemetery, the coffins were kept at home without burial.
None of his uncles and brothers of the same clan cared about this matter.
When Mr. Yuan Qingya finally bought a cemetery with the commissions he had accumulated from teaching for many years and was preparing to bury his great-great-grandfather and great-grandfather, those uncles and brothers stood up and spoke!
They all came to prevent him from being buried, saying that the feng shui of the cemetery was not good, the burial time was inappropriate, it was not good for some brothers in the family, and so on.
Mr. Yuan Qingya is angry now!
He summoned more than a hundred people from the whole clan. After offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple, he held incense and prayed to heaven: "I am going to bury my great-great-grandfather and great-grandfather today. If it will be detrimental to my descendants, let me bear the responsibility alone and share it with other clansmen." The brothers in each house have nothing to do with it!”
Seeing him so angry and swearing, everyone dared not say anything more, so they had no choice but to let him bury the two ancestors.
Three years after the burial, Yuan Wenrong was born.
Yuan Wenrong's face was all dark, but the skin below his neck was all white. According to legend, he was the reincarnation of Wulong, and later became a bachelor.
After Yuan Wenrong died, his son Yuan Bisheng believed in Feng Shui very much. Before burying him, I wanted to ask a Feng Shui master to choose a Feng Shui treasure place for him as his final resting place.
At that time, there was a man named Huang in Changzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. He was a famous master of Yin and Yang. The officials and officials regarded him as a god.
This Huang has a pedantic and eccentric personality, and he also deliberately acts arrogant to increase his own worth. He cannot be hired without giving him thousands of taels of silver.
Yuan Bisheng spent a lot of money to invite him to his home.
After Huang arrived, he invited him to the table for dinner, but he smashed the bowls and plates, saying that the food and wine were too poor and he didn't bother to eat. They arranged a room for him to rest, but he tore up the room and tore up the bed curtains, despising the bad room and bed. Uncomfortable, I disdain to live there.
Yuan Bisheng felt that the character of the master was like this, because his magic was very magical, and he had no choice but to cater to him when he wanted something from him.
It is said that a certain minister in Cixi, Zhejiang Province, is buried in the south of Xishan Mountain, but his descendants have become weak.
Huang persuaded Yuan Bisheng to buy the land in front of his grave because the earth's energy gathered there could be used as a burial place for Yuan Wenrong.
Yuan Bisheng immediately followed the instructions.
By the time the contract was signed, the survey and measurements were completed, and we returned home from Xishan, it was already the second watch.
After the group arrived home, they saw the lights in the lobby brightly lit. Yuan Wenrong was sitting there, wearing a black gauze hat and a red robe. There were two boys standing beside him. He looked just like when he was alive.
Yuan Bisheng and others were shocked and quickly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.
Yuan Wenrong scolded: "A certain minister is my senior Hanlin scholar, yet you followed Huang's instigation and wanted to seize his grave! What was your grandfather's thinking when he buried his great-grandfather and great-grandfather? Now you bury them What kind of thoughts do I have!"
Yuan Bisheng felt guilty and didn't know how to answer.
Yuan Wenrong glared at Huang again and scolded: "Thief slave! You deceive people of money and destroy people's minds by using arguments that are beneficial to wealth. You are more despicable than a prostitute who obtains property by flattering people!"
After saying that, he ordered the two boys on the left and right to spit in Huang's face.
Both Yuan Bisheng and Huang were too frightened to speak out.
After scolding, Yuan Wenrong stood up, and all the candles in the hall were extinguished, and Yuan Wenrong and the two boys disappeared.
The next morning, Yuan Bisheng's face turned pale, he burned the contract and returned the cemetery to a certain servant's family.
The area where Huang was spit by the boy was covered with termites, biting down his clothes along the collar and unable to be brushed away.
Over time, these termites turn into lice.
From then on, until Huang died, wherever he sat or lay, there were a lot of lice.