A little cinnabar nevus between the eyebrows

Qian Shiping's hands trembled a little. Is Qian Shiping going to settle an old score with him, "How do I know, Mr. saw it, and if people say bury it, then bury it."

Qian Mei nodded, "Mr. said to bury it, then bury it there, so, I think that place is not good, I want to move the grave, I don't know what uncle thinks"

"Where are you going to move?"

Qian Mei smiled slightly: "Naturally, I will go wherever the husband says. I asked Master Li a few days ago, and Master Li thought that the land of my Qian family on the hillside of Daxiang Mountain is very suitable for burying people. There is also our Qian family there." people."

Speaking of this, the entire Qian family became quiet. There was no way for Qian Qiuping to be buried there according to his seniority. It was not a place where ordinary people could go. It's Qian Qiuping's turn.

The patriarch finally said: "My son, if you are poor, don't change your family, and if you are rich, don't move your grave."

"Hey, the patriarch doesn't know something. When Linxi was fighting a few years ago, I was a civil servant and I didn't have any worries about my life, but I didn't expect that I almost died on the battlefield. When I came back, I found that my mother was sick, and the fetus in Princess Yurong's womb was gone. , I am heartbroken, and I asked Mr. to make a fortune for me, saying that there is something wrong with my father's grave, so I am thinking of moving the grave."

Qian Mei looked at the patriarch and died young, wondering if this reason is enough?

The patriarch had nothing to say to Qian Mei for this reason, but he could only say: "That place is not suitable, why don't we change it?"

Qian Mei pretended not to know: "But Master Li said that place is the best, and it is said that it is still a small dragon vein."

The patriarch was so angry that Qian Mei blew his beard and stared at him, that place is naturally good, but your father can't bear it.

Qian Mei continued without looking at the face of the patriarch: "Since the uncles and uncles are not opposed, then I will start to prepare, and I will ask all the uncles and uncles to help me when the time comes."

Some people stood up, apparently pretending to be crazy with alcohol, and loudly disagreed.

Qian Mei's face darkened, he was anxious to go back to Minjing, but now he didn't have the extra thought to persuade them: "Everyone! Do you want me to ask for an imperial decree?"

Those people suddenly became quiet.

"My wife is Princess Yurong, and my father is naturally a relative of the emperor. Today I can kneel at the same place as the patriarch, so why can't my father go to the grave?"

Those people can only keep silent when they are angry again, and those old people are even more angry. There is not much land to bury people, not to mention that the land is still a small dragon vein. Knowing that the land is so big, if there is one more Qianqiuping, there must be one less old man. In fact, those cemeteries have been divided long ago, and I can only blame Qianqiuping for his shallow life. When he died, he was too young and there was no room for him. However, Qian Qiuping didn't have a brother and heir who could support his appearance, so naturally there was no good place for him.

Before the banquet was over, Qian Mei returned home drunk, leaning on the wall and singing a cappella, but he hadn't spoken for a long time, so he sang a passage from "The Edge of the Cabinet": "I'm so ashamed, Xu Cuilian is so ashamed to come I regret that I shouldn't be doing needlework outside the door. When the husband-in-law comes in and sees it, he will inevitably gossip behind his back, saying that the master is right and the slave is wrong, and who will plead my grievances for me? "

Suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out from chest tightness, Qianmei only felt a sharp pain in her chest, she staggered and knelt down on the ground, Qianmei covered her chest, and when the dull pain passed, she reached out and wiped her mouth, I don't know what happened to my body.Qian Mei supported the wall and stood up, lost the interest to speak again, and walked back home slowly.

Ye Huiwen saw something wrong with Qian Mei's face, Qian Mei perfunctorily said that it was the night wind, and unconsciously covered her chest, it seemed that she had to go and have a look.

"Mom, tomorrow we will start preparing for the grave move"

Ye Huiwen nodded.

On the second day, Qian Mei went to the longevity material shop, and the owner of the longevity material shop saw Qian Mei coming, and immediately put on a smiling face.

"Second Uncle" Qian Mei saluted politely.

Hearing Qian Mei calling him that way, the man recalled Qian Mei's previous rituals and soldiers yesterday, so he shrank his neck and welcomed Qian Mei in.

Qian Mei touched a coffin that the man was making, it felt delicate, it was a delicate work, but a delicate person.The man walked over with a smile: "Except for the wood, the outer and outer coffins are just about the shape, and the fan bottom and cover are the best."

"Then what kind of wood is best?"

"The top quality is naturally the gloomy wood, golden nanmu, which is not afraid of water or shade, but it was only used by the royal family at that time, and we have never seen it in our life."

"Then what do you have here?"

"Pine, and a piece of good red pine."

"Price?"

The man laughed, his face was wrinkled, and Qian Mei frowned. Why did this man smile so sinisterly? Did he spend too much time with the coffin?The man stretched out five fingers at Qianmei, which meant to ask for five taels.

Qian Mei's frown became deeper and deeper. He didn't have much money when he was an official, and the most was the dowry from Yurong's marriage back then. He still wanted to provide for Ye Huiwen's old age with that money. .

"Second uncle, this red pine wood is good, but it's not worth five taels, right?"

The man approached Qianmei: "For the sake of your lord, four taels, four taels, it's not easy for me to pull this red pine wood, I really can't afford it."

Qian Mei nodded and took out a tael of silver and put it on the coffin: "It will be made before the [-]th of next month, this is the deposit."

The man happily took the silver and weighed it. In fact, these common people generally circulate copper coins instead of silver, and rarely see genuine silver.

The man got the money, and he started to talk more, "My lord, I promise to do it without any barbs."

On June [-]th, Qian Mei went up to Elephant Mountain with Master Li, and Master Li was full of praise for the feng shui of Elephant Mountain along the way.

Qian Mei asked modestly, "Master Li, why do you say that Elephant Mountain is good?"

"This Elephant Mountain has a wide terrain, dense and verdant trees, beautiful and magnificent water color, no noise of fighting in the surrounding fields, and auspicious mist in all directions. The mountain is naturally expensive and continuous, so it is naturally a good place."

When he arrived at Qianjia's cemetery, Master Li frowned: "The big heads of materials are Qian, Zhen, Kan, and Gen, the east is the upper, the west is the lower, the northeast is the upper, the southwest is the lower, the north is the upper, and the south is the highest." The lower position, the northwest is the upper position, and the southeast is the lower position. Your father is indeed not old enough, so he can only be buried in the southeast position."