Chapter 151: Ancestral Tombs

Style: Historical Author: Luo Mo KeWords: 2171Update Time: 24/01/11 13:50:21
Why does the Holy Father's kindness to the Li family go so far?

Countless people sighed secretly in their hearts.

Even Zhang Xun, the brother who died with Li Zhufeng, couldn't help but feel a little dazed at this moment.

Deep down, I was even more envious.

If you look at it alone, his son Ritsukirou, who is the seventh grade, is not bad. After all, he is the seventh grade of Qianlong Camp, and Zhang Han is still young, so he will definitely have a bright future in the future.

But what can I say? What this person fears most is comparison!

Compared with Li Changkong, the fifth-rank General Anbei, the fifth-rank deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army and Uncle Anbei, they are simply... insignificant!

Zhang Xun felt sour.

For some reason, the bold idea in my heart became more and more urgent under this stimulation.

"Okay, today's discussion of merit and rewards is over. If you have anything else to do with your family, you can feel free to talk."

After Emperor Jing Xing finished speaking, the whole place was still silent, probably because everyone was digesting today's changes.

"Then retreat."

"Quit the court!" In Zheng Ying's high-pitched voice, today's morning court officially ended.

The Li family has officially risen to become an absolutely wealthy family in Qiandu City.

If everyone still regarded Li Changkong as a young eagle in the past, today, the young eagle has spread its wings and announced to the world that its wings are getting richer!



Dingguo Gongfu, ancestral hall.

Zhang Xun looked at the plaques on the ancestral hall and was puzzled.

He and Li Zhufeng were just villagers in the countryside before they became rich. Before they became rich, neither the old Li family nor the old Zhang family had even a tile-roofed house, let alone an ancestral hall. The houses at home were made of thatch and earth. of.

That is to say, after going to the battlefield, killing people, and becoming prosperous, he gradually became rich.

Later, he was promoted and given a title.

Only then did I remember that my ancestors didn’t even have a plaque, so they all chose cemeteries and built ancestral halls.

The two of them had chosen this cemetery together.

Under the witness of the old village chief, we invited Taoist priests and chose the most feng shui place on the outskirts of Qiandu City!

Even the coffin was moved by people from the same village who paid money to move it. They did not use any hands on it at all, just for fear of disturbing the rest of the ancestors.

But... they obviously did it together, and the two cemeteries are not far apart.

Why is it that Old Li's family is so lucky? My old Zhang family doesn’t have one?

Could it be that Li Zhufeng, a bastard, secretly gave money to that Taoist priest back then?

Pooh! To do such a thing behind your brother's back is really unbecoming of a human being.

Zhang Xun looked at the plaques of his ancestors in the ancestral hall and thought about it again and again, and was in a dilemma.

On the one hand, he really coveted the Feng Shui of the old Li family, but on the other hand, he didn't want to disturb his ancestors anymore. For a moment, he was really in a dilemma.

However, just as he was in trouble, the scenes in the court today kept reappearing in his mind.

General Anbei, deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army, Uncle Anbei!

Zhang Xun's eyes lit up, and finally he became cruel. He gritted his teeth and kowtowed three times in front of the ancestral plaque: "I will work hard for my ancestors one more time!"

After prostrating, Zhang Xun stood up and went straight to the plaque.

After looking over and over, he finally chose his father's: "Dad, you should give your ancestors a try first to see if the Feng Shui of Lao Li's ancestral tomb is really good."

After saying that, he took the plaque, put on his night clothes, thought for a while, pulled off a piece of black cloth, covered his mouth and nose, and in a flash, took advantage of the dark night to escape.

Three days later.

Wulinghou Mansion.

Butler Yang staggered open the door of Li Zhufeng's study, sweating profusely and gasping for breath: "Master, no... it's not good! Something big has happened!"

"What's going on? How can you behave in such a panic? Master, didn't I teach you not to change your face even if the mountain collapses?"

"You are so reckless, how can you manage the affairs of the family in the future?"

Li Zhufeng raised his head, speaking without anger or authority, showing his magnanimity.

When Butler Yang saw this, he stopped urging him and stopped, taking a moment to catch his breath. After adjusting his breath, he said slowly: "Master, the night watchman at the ancestral grave last night said that there was a group of tomb robbers on the grave. Dig something."

"What?" Li Zhufeng slapped the document with his palm, making a loud bang. He stood up and was dumbfounded: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Sir, didn't you say that you would keep your countenance unchanged even if Mount Tai collapsed?"

"You are so stubborn! I have had my ancestral grave dug up, but you still don't change your face!"

"Have you found out where the thief is? He really has the courage to do something terrible!"

"This... the night watchman said that the man had been here for several days in a row. He walked around the cemetery every night, wandering around for a long time, as if... he seemed to be choosing something, and he had some skills. Although the night watchman discovered it, he did not dare to alert the snake, so he could only report it to me."

"Okay! Okay! How brave you are!"

"He came to my Li family to rob a tomb, and he still had to pick and choose. Do you want me to personally pick a valuable tomb for him?"

Li Zhufeng was furious and furious.

After Li Zhufeng was named General Anbei three days ago, the Li family has become more and more powerful.

In the past few days, countless people have come to congratulate him, and it seems that he is not far away from Guangzong Yaozu.

The result was good, and the house was almost stolen by tomb robbers.

Guangzong Yaozu, Guangzong Yaozu, then there must be ancestors!

Li Changkong was so angry that he naturally had no time to control his volume, so the voice was heard by Li Changkong who was passing by outside the door.

He stepped in and said with a frown: "Dad, what happened? Why are there still tomb robbers?"

"Changkong, someone wants to steal the ancestral tomb of our old Li family!"

When Li Changkong heard this, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, thinking that there were such strange things in the world.

But then, after thinking about it for a moment, I realized something was wrong.

"Dad, if you look around the countries, people like tomb robbers have been around since ancient times."

"But they are all human beings, and they usually only steal ancient tombs."

"Our family's ancestral tomb, to put it bluntly, is not big in scale and not old enough. How could it attract tomb robbers?"

"Afraid of...provoking someone else?"

Li Zhufeng was able to become the most dazzling new star in the Daqian Army back then, so he was certainly not a fool. Now that he was reminded by Li Changkong, he calmed down.

After dispelling the anger in my heart, I began to think seriously.

After a moment, there was a gasp.

Because when he thought about it, it seemed like he was the one who told everyone he met that the reason why Li Changkong achieved what he did today was entirely because the old Li family's ancestral graves were buried well.

This...doesn't anyone really believe it, so they came to dig up the graves of Lao Li's family?

God shows pity, this is just a polite word, why do some people take it seriously?

Li Zhufeng explained his guess, and the corners of Li Changkong's mouth twitched.

Good guy, did you co-author it or did you bring harm to your ancestors?