Does anyone believe in Feng Shui? There should be many people who believe it. Many wealthy people doing business particularly like the term Feng Shui. But Feng Shui is just a comfort to everyone’s soul! We still have to work down-to-earth and act with our conscience. This is our best Feng Shui.
Story (1)
Once upon a time, there was a family who asked a Feng Shui master to show their parents the cemetery.
The master and the Feng Shui master walked to the south of the village and chatted while walking. At this time, the apricots were ripe, and when they were walking not far from the owner's house, the owner suddenly stopped and said, "Sir, let's not go there. Let's go to the west of the village to have a look first." Mr. Feng Shui asked: " "Why?" The owner said, "There are several apricot trees in the south of my village, and there is a nest of spotted doves in the book. Look at the spotted apricot trees flying around in the south. I'm afraid there are children picking (stealing) apricots. Well, let's go over now. What should we do if the children are afraid and fall off the book?" Mr. Feng Shui closed the compass, put it in the bag, and gave the master a fist: "Master, you don't need to look at this cemetery. , buried to Ada (dialect, that is, wherever) is a treasure of Feng Shui, and the descendants will be virtuous."
Story (2)
Once upon a time, there was a Feng Shui master who went into the mountains to look for Feng Shui. After walking in the mountains for several days and nights, I got lost, hungry, thirsty, and extremely exhausted. Finally, he turned away from the mountain and walked to a village at the foot of the mountain. When he saw the firewood door of a farmhouse open, he 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 a ladle of water with a gourd and was about to hand it to him when she asked again: "Why are you out of breath?" Mr. Feng Shui said: " Lost in the mountains, anxious, tired, hungry and thirsty, her throat was filled with smoke. "The village woman turned around and grabbed a handful of hay for the donkeys from the hay basket beside her, threw it into the float, and filled it with water. The ladle was handed to Mr. Feng Shui: "Here you go." Mr. Feng Shui felt extremely insulted, but facing the ladle of water, he was still hungry and thirsty. He took it, slowly blew on the hay, and drank it carefully.
Mr. Feng Shui stayed in this farmhouse for a few days. The peasant woman and her family treated him very considerately and warmly. They were indeed a simple and kind-hearted family. Mr. Feng Shui took a fancy to two Feng Shui treasures nearby. Before leaving, he wanted to thank the farmer for the hospitality and wanted to repay him. However, because he was still worried about the handful of hay, he pointed out the next piece of land to the farmer: " This is a geomantic treasure. If you bury your ancestors here, your family will be prosperous."
More than ten years have passed, but there has been no communication between the two parties. Later, the Feng Shui master passed by the place again 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 that the housewife of a wealthy family was the same peasant woman who entertained him back then. The peasant woman had become a wealthy old lady. The old lady was very grateful to Mr. Feng Shui for his guidance back then, and the host and guest had a great time talking. Mr. Feng Shui couldn't help but ask: "Sister-in-law, when we first met, why were you so mean to me and put a handful of hay in my water ladle?" The woman was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Sir, you misunderstood. Aren't you out of breath, saying that you have been hungry and thirsty for several days, and your throat is smoking? I will hand you the water scoop directly. If you drink a lot of cold water, won't your lungs explode? Something for you to drink slowly." Before he finished speaking, Mr. Feng Shui burst into tears.
Mr. Feng Shui’s surname is Shao and his given name is Yong. He is known as Mr. Baiyuan and is a Neo-Confucian in the Northern Song Dynasty.