After coming out of the underground palace, Jia Liu took people to his grandfather's grave and set off a whip.

There is an official saying about this grave called Baoding.

The personal soldiers pulled dozens of strings of whips specially brought along the grave, and Jia Liu looked at it and signaled the personal soldiers to arrange the small whips into shapes 6 and 8.

This is called being particular.

Jia Liu has always attached great importance to details.

"Sir, you're ready!"

The artillery captain Baozhu waved from a distance.

"good!"

Jia Liu took out the small gun at his waist, lit the fuse, covered his ears with one hand and looked up at the sky with the other hand, and sent a signal with a "bang".

When the soldiers of the artillery team heard the signal, they squatted down collectively and lit the whip with fire snatches. The "piercing trumpet" on the grave suddenly exploded into a ball.

"Sir, the Feng Shui here is so unique. Please read it!"

Fan Wei was a military advisor of the Qingshui Sect. He understood a little about Feng Shui. He pointed to the terrain below and explained to the Gui Family: "This place can be called a beautiful area for the gathering of heaven and earth, the place where the yin and yang merge, the dragon cave sand and gravel are all beautiful, the mountains and water laws are detailed, the situation and qi are all auspicious, and it is truly the emperor's choice for a lucky place for thousands of years!"

"This is natural, can my vision be bad?"

Jia Liu put his hands behind his back, walked to the height of the grave, admired it for a moment, and suddenly frowned slightly, saying to Fan Wei: "It's good to have a good place, but my old man is buried here. My father and my father will probably be buried in the Dongling in the future. The two places are hundreds of miles apart, so that the grandfather and grandson cannot meet, which seems to be inconsistent with the ancient imperial ceremony. What should we do?"

"Um?"

Fan Wei observed his words and expressions, immediately changed his role, bowed his body slightly, and said respectfully: "I think that the current Taiping Valley of Taining Mountain is a lucky place for thousands of years. Although it is hundreds of miles away from the Xiaoling Mountain and Jingling, the boundaries of Yizhou and Zunhuazhou are not far from the capital. It can be said that they live together in the capital and are in the same place, and are in the same place as the two dragons in the east and west, which is a symbol of the prosperous dynasty for thousands of years."

"You can speak, no wonder Master Wang used you as a military advisor."

Jia Liuda was happy. From the map, it was really a Feng Shui bureau where the East and West Dragons spit out pearls. After the smell of firecrackers and smoke on the grave dissipated, he asked Baozhu and others to take people to clean it, and he went to Zhaojiazhuang with Fanwei and Shuanzhu and others to go to the distant Zhaojiazhuang.

Zhaojiazhuang is the old name, and the people living here were demolished and left fifty years ago.

It is said that Yongzheng paid quite a lot of compensation to the demolition households in Tailing that year, and it was a charity event. Therefore, when the officers and soldiers came to acquire land and demolition, the people cooperated very well, and a total of more than 1,000 households moved out of the country.

Today, Zhaojiazhuang is a wasteland, covered with trees and weeds.

In the planning of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this place was originally the auspicious place for the current emperor Qianlong. However, due to his life experience, Qianlong chose to be buried next to Jingling of his biological son Ama. Therefore, if the history of this place had not been changed by Jia Liu, it would be the Jiaqing community in the future.

Now, it's hard to say.

If Jia Liu was happy, it would not be impossible to build a White House here.

"grown ups!"

Zamur, Ding Qing and others came to salute. Not far behind them was a new tomb that had just been piled up.

Jia Liu looked at the new grave and said, "How many feet have you dug?"

Zamur hurriedly said, "Sir, I'm six feet away."

Three feet one meter, six feet is two meters, and the tombs are piled up nearly two meters, and the depth of the above and below buildings is four meters. This area is worthy of the late emperor and his wife.

This is also because Yongzheng could enjoy this treatment. If it were Qianlong, Jia Liu would probably sell his people abroad.

Out of politeness, Jia Liu took the shovel and symbolically dug two shovels of mud and piled them on Yongzheng's grave, and then moved the inverted triangle-shaped grave block dug by Ding Qing to the grave. He straightened it squarely, and then jumped off after being roughly satisfied.

"Burn."

"Yeah!"

Ding Qing and the others knelt on the ground and burned the boys and girls they bought and several large bundles of paper money to the late emperor.

"Burn these two sticks too."

Jia Liu took out two notes from his arms and stuffed them to Ding Qing.

Ding Qing took a look and slightly sucked his cheek. On the first note was a letter of official introduction written by Lord Jia Jia to request the underworld to give the late emperor and his wife conveniently.

The second note is an explanation of the transfer of Tailing Mausoleum to prevent Emperor Shizong and his wife from fighting with the grandfather there due to property rights disputes, which will cause public security issues.

Jia Liu thought of everything he could think of.

This is professional.

Paper money and snatches quickly turned into ashes in the fire.

"Let's find a craftsman to erect a monument for the late emperor."

Looking at the empty tombs, Jia Liu was really sorry. After all, he and the late emperor had public grudges, not personal grudges.

Fan Wei hurriedly asked, "What is written on the monument?"

What to write?

If you write directly about the tomb of Emperor Shizong of the Qing Dynasty, you will definitely be struck by lightning. If you write about Zhang San and Li Si, it seems too disrespectful.

After thinking about it, Jia Liu ordered: "Let's write about Zhao Si's tomb."

Fan Wei was stunned, looking puzzled: "Sir, what is the allusion of Zhao Si?"

"It is rumored that Aixin Jueluo was born after the two emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he was actually named Zhao. The former emperor ranked fourth, so he should be Zhao Si."

Jia Liu also quoted the scriptures and found that it was almost lunch time, so he asked people from all over the place to find a restaurant to have a meal.

Yang Zhi said yesterday that Minister Kui ordered the general manager to prepare food and prepare lunch for today.

"This is my private matter. It's not appropriate to eat in the public canteen?"

Jia Liuyi looked embarrassed and was doing his private affairs, which was not in line with his image of being an honest official, so he said that he would not eat in the canteen of the management committee, and would rather find a restaurant nearby.

However, Yang Zhi kept persuading him, saying that Quini had some wishes. The young master gave him some face in order to help him.

"Young Master, don't know. Lord Kui heard that the young master is coming to do business for the emperor today, and he specially bought some delicacies. I have never heard of many dishes. I heard that the table of dishes alone cost dozens of taels..."

"Is that true?"

Jia Liu thought about it and gave Quini a face and took someone to the management committee.

Halfway through Quini was looking for him, and when he saw Lord Jia Jia appear, he felt relieved. He thought the prince had resigned without saying goodbye.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, we saw that the people from the Xiling Management Committee had already arranged dozens of tables of food, and there were no shortage of fish and meat. Jia Liu's own table was so rare that he could not call it. There were many first- and second-level protections in it.

It was hard to refuse the kindness, so Jia Liu sat down.

Soon, laughter and joyful, and the glass of wine dries, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Jia Liu, who was full of wine and a little drunk, did not forget to ask Shuan Zhu to take out a ingot of five taels of silver and stuff it to the deputy director of the Xiling Management Committee, Hademen, who was accompanying him, and said that it was his meal supplement with the officers and soldiers.

Hardmen suddenly became nervous: "Today's expenses are all expenses from the Xiling General Office. How can adults pay for themselves?"

"Please accept it. The prince is an honest official and does not take advantage of the land wherever he is. He always follows the rules when he travels. I heard that the people of Sichuan call the prince Jia Qingtian..."

Quinny smiled and stood up and stuffed the ingot of five taels of silver into Hardmen's hands.

Hardmen had no choice but to accept it, but then he took out three or four silver beans from his sleeve and put them in front of his prince.

"What does this mean?"

Jia Liu, who was wiping his mouth, was puzzled.

Hadmen quickly explained: "When the prince said, the food of the officers and soldiers did not exceed the standard, but the table slightly exceeded the standard, so the total expense was only a thousand ounces. So after calculating the humble position, I have to get three taels and seven cents of the prince back."

"Well, is that?"

Jia Liu threw the white towel on the table and said with relief: "Our Qing Dynasty has a vast land and a wealth of goods. The prices are so low, it is a blessing for our Qing people."

With a slick of it, the silver beans fell into their pockets naturally.

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