In my memory, my father told this story more than once.
Once upon a time, there was a family who asked a Feng Shui master to show their parents the cemetery. Go to the south of the village with the Feng Shui Master and chat while walking. At this time, it was the time when the apricots were ripe. As we walked not far from the owner’s land, the owner stopped and said, “Sir, let’s not go south. Let’s go to the west of the village to have a look first.” Mr. Feng Shui asked, “Why? The owner said: "There are a few apricot trees in the south of my house, and there is a nest of turtle doves on the tree. Look at the turtle doves flying around in the apricot forest to the south. I am afraid that some babies are stealing the apricots. Let's go there now, and the babies will be frightened." What should I do if it falls from the tree and breaks it?" Mr. Feng Shui closed the compass, put it in the bag, and gave his master a fist: "Master, you don't have to look at this graveyard. No matter where you are buried, it will be a treasure of Feng Shui for your descendants. "Bixian."
After my father told this story, the originally quiet scene suddenly became active. My father was a little proud.
Yesterday, Ye Baihui told me another story about Feng Shui. Once upon a time, there was a Feng Shui master who went into the mountains in search of Feng Shui treasures. After walking in the mountains for several days and nights, I got lost, hungry, thirsty, and extremely exhausted. Finally, I came out of the mountains and walked to a village at the foot of the mountain. I saw a farmhouse with its firewood door open, so I panted and knocked on the door. A peasant woman was busy with housework. When she saw Mr. Feng Shui knocking on the door, she let him in.
Mr. Feng Shui asked: "Sister-in-law, can you ask for a bowl of water?" The village woman scooped up a gourd of water and was about to hand it to him when she asked: "Why are you out of breath?" Feng Shui The husband said: "I lost my way in the mountains. I was anxious, tired, hungry and thirsty, and my throat was filled with smoke!"
The village woman turned around and grabbed a handful from the hay basket next to her. He threw the donkey's hay into the gourd and handed the gourd to Mr. Feng Shui: "Here you go!" Mr. Feng Shui felt greatly insulted, but he still took it, blew the donkey's grass slowly, and drank it carefully. Mr. Feng Shui stayed in this farmhouse for a few days. The farmhouse treated him very considerately and warmly. They were a simple and kind-hearted family. Mr. Feng Shui took a fancy to two pieces of Feng Shui treasure land nearby. When he was leaving, he wanted to repay the farmer's hospitality, but because he was still worried about the handful of donkey grass, he pointed out the little piece of land to the farmer: This is This is a treasured Feng Shui land. If you bury your ancestors here, your family will prosper.
More than ten years later, Mr. Feng Shui once passed by this place and saw a family in a deep compound doing a wedding. When he asked, he found out that he was the largest wealthy family in the local area. Mr. Feng Shui came to visit and saw the housewife of a wealthy family. Both parties recognized each other - this was the same farmhouse that hosted Mr. Feng Shui back then. The peasant woman became a rich old lady.
The old lady was very grateful to Mr. Feng Shui for his guidance. The host and guest had a great time chatting, and Mr. Feng Shui couldn't help but ask: "Sister-in-law, when we first met, why were you so mean to me and sprinkled a handful of donkey grass into my water ladle?"
Woman He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Sir, you misunderstood! Didn't you say that you are hungry and thirsty, and your throat is filled with smoke? If I hand the water ladle directly to you, you will definitely drink the cold water in big gulps, so why not Your lungs are fried? I sprinkled something into the water to let you sip slowly..." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Feng Shui burst into tears.
Feng Shui Master Qun Shao, named Yong, and Mr. Kang Jie of Shiyi, were a Neo-Confucian in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Material analysis: "Those who practice well will have a high reputation." Character is the key to ultimately determining a family's fortune. People with high moral character can win people's love and admiration, and their families will naturally have good prestige; when running a business, because they adhere to morality, they are more likely to be trusted and achieve results. In the final analysis, it is good character that creates a feng shui treasure.