Chapter Thirty: In the Blink of an Eye, Three Years Passed

  Niú Shān Liáng Jiā Zhuāng, Liáng Jiā dà zhái Chén Sì Niáng zài fáng zhōng zhī bù.

  Translation:

  In the small cattle mountain ridge village, in the large mansion of the Liang family, Chen Si Niang is weaving fabric inside her room.

  It's been more than a month since Master Xiang left and he still hasn't returned. Chen Si Niang was anxious in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face.

  As the hour approached midnight, Chen Si Niang stopped what she was doing and listened carefully. The old lady's loom in her room was still creaking away. Chen Si Niang got up and pushed open the door, moonlight poured in like water, and the air carried a chill that cut to the bone. She pulled her collar tighter, her skirt trailing on the newly paved stone floor, making a soft rustling sound. Chen Si Niang arrived at the old lady's door and knocked softly.

  "It's Si Nang." The old lady's hoarse voice.

  "Mother, it's late at night, go to bed early."

  "Good, you go to bed early too."

  Chen Si Niang turned around, and before she reached the door, she felt a chill on the tip of her nose. She looked up to see snowflakes dancing in the sky like white silk. This was the first snowfall in Xinye County in the 20th year of Yuanjia during the Song Dynasty.

  Back in her room, Chen Si Niang undressed and got into bed, but couldn't sleep. She had something on her mind. In another half month, it would be the last day of the lunar year.

  The La Ri days of various countries are not consistent, and they are determined by the end of their Five Elements. The Song State is in the water virtue, and the water declines on Chen, so the first Chen day of the twelfth month is the La Ri day of the Song State.

  The winter solstice is a grand festival throughout the year, offering sacrifices to ancestors and gods. Whether it's folk or official, this day is always grand. The establishment of Liangjiazhuang was made possible by the help of the Yangcun ghosts, so this year's sacrifice seems especially important.

  The sacrificial offerings needed, the personnel arrangement, who the elder of the sacrifice was, Chen Si Niang went over in her mind once again.

  The New Year's Eve was also a day for family reunions. I don't know when the husband would return, Chen Si Niang sighed quietly in her heart.

  In more than a month, Liangjiazhuang has added over 100 people, and the road to Hushi Nan Yang has also been largely cleared. A "commercial street" described by Xiang Gongkou has also been opened in Yangcun.

  Mr. Xiang's idea is different from ordinary people, it's both novel and reasonable, Chen Si Niang is implementing them one by one. Now, there are already three grocery stores and two rice shops on the commercial street, after paying some renovation fees for the shops, they will be exempt from rent for three years.

  Li's Village advertised externally as rent-free, and the incoming farmers had some attached to Li's family, while others brought their own tools and food to open up wasteland on the periphery. Li's Village is now famous, and Chen Si Niang believes that in another half a year, more free people and artisans will flood into Li's Village.

  Liang family village big and small things, Chen Si Niang are all grasping, a month down the management is in order, prestige day long, everyone calls her "second lady". Mo family and Wu family building separate houses in Liang family village is Chen Si Niang's key project to grasp, every day must follow up. Chen Si Niang knows that except for Yangcun ghost god, Mo family and Wu family are another great help introduced by Xiang Gong with all his might.

  Chen Si Niang tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep. After a while, she dozed off but was soon awakened by the sound of barking dogs. Chen Si Niang got out of bed and heard a flurry of footsteps, followed by Kang Shu's excited voice: "Ah, Young Master is back!"

  Chen Si Niang's face lit up with joy, and she quickly dressed and put on her clothes. She nimbly lit the oil lamp in front of the copper mirror, tidied up her hair, pursed her lips, and hastily went out the door. At this time, the old lady's voice came from inside: "My child is back?"

  "Old lady, don't be in a hurry!" Shi's voice.

  Chen Si Niang suppressed her urge to rush out and waited outside the main house for Old Madam to come out.

  The Liang family's main house had a three-sectioned courtyard, and the front yard was already bustling with activity. The lanterns were lit one by one, and the voices of Wu Shi's three brothers rose and fell in succession. The lights from nearby houses also began to light up, like fireflies flickering in the night sky.

  Snowflakes filled the sky, and people's line of sight became a vast expanse of white. Chen Si Niang's heart grew anxious, her lotus feet tiptoed, feeling time become infinitely long.

  At last, she saw Kang Shu and Liang Liang, who were supporting each other. Chen Si Niang immediately took a step forward, but then stopped.

  Liangshan saw his mother and Chen Si Niang, pushed Old Xin aside and rushed over to kneel down on the ground, saying: "Child greets mother!"

  Li Yang hastily helped his son up and said: "Son, you've suffered."

  "No!" Liangshan shook his head and said to Fourth Sister again: "Fourth Sister."

  Chen Si Niang Wan Fu, suppressing her excited emotions.

  "Who is that?" asked Liang Yang.

  "My friend Lao Xin is a bit mentally challenged," said Liangshan loudly. "Uncle Kang, please clean up a room and take good care of him."

  Hearing the man's loud voice, Chen Si Niang thought, men are really good.

  For three consecutive days, Liangshan inspected the fields, workshops and shops, and was very satisfied with the results. Mr. Xiang was busy inspecting and thinking quietly, while Chen Si Niang did not disturb him, only reminding the maids to take good care of him.

  This trip to Liangshan was too shocking, and it takes time to sort out.

  Fudi is the root of all teachings, it's a temporary dwelling in the mundane world. Liangshan can't find a suitable description for it, roughly like a child's balloon. The child represents the mundane world, the balloon represents that divine land of Fudi, and the string is the passage between the two.

  Liáng Shān jumped down decisively and walked in that passage for more than a month. Just as he was about to reach the mountain gate, he came out.

  The way they came out was quite humiliating, Lao Xin was kicked out with one foot, and there is still a faint footprint on his face. Liangshan was slightly better off, being waved away by the other party's large sleeve.

  "This is a sacred place, how can ordinary people set foot here?!" The other party shouted, just an outer door disciple, and the momentum was so arrogant. Liangshan only had time to glance at Zhu Qingyun, and in his ear, he only heard the vague words "three-year appointment", and the person was already on top of Jing Mountain.

  After coming out, Lao Xin was completely unaware of anything and became a standard madman. Liangshan had no choice but to take him back to Liangjiazhuang.

  Liang Shan almost lost the memory of going to the Zhengqing Sect's immortal gate, and it was clear that he was driven out by the outer sect disciples who lightly erased this memory. However, Liang Shan relied on the White Bone Flowing Light that surged in his body to preserve this memory.

  The fairyland is blessed, with a master's teaching and guidance, it is indeed a great help. However, Liangshan has the "Baigu Jing", which may be of an even higher level, so Liangshan held his breath, and even as a loose cultivator, he must cultivate something extraordinary.

  Every day, Liangshan would set aside one hour to accompany his mother, one hour to manage the affairs of the manor, and one hour to teach Chen Siniang's previous life's literary and scientific knowledge. The rest of the time was spent cultivating.

  Time flies like an arrow, three years have passed, and Liangjiazhuang welcomes its fourth Winter Solstice.

  After three years of development, Liangjiazhuang has a population of over 1,000 households, with more than 30 hectares of good arable land. The prosperity of its commercial street is second only to Majiabao, and it also has a regular militia of 1,000 people, with complete equipment and high configuration.

  Liáng Shān obtained gold coins from Xiao Jin, and prioritized purchasing new equipment from the Mò Jiā and Wǔ Jiā branches. In the four directions of east, south, west, and north, he built four earthen platforms as artillery emplacements, each equipped with a single Wǔ Jiā's Thunderclap Cannon.

  This is a strategic deterrent weapon, and it will not be activated unless there is a major military disaster. Under the artillery platform, crossbow teams are deployed, while outside the fortifications are long spear soldiers and shield soldiers, forming a far, medium, and near fire circle, making Liangjiazhuang's military power initially formed.

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