Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 245: A Little Show of Strength

Looking around, the whole house is arranged in a circular shape. The garden is lush with trees, rockery stands, and a nine-curve corridor cleverly integrates pavilions, platforms, bridges and terraces.

The lotus leaves fluttered in the lake, and the clear water stretched to the sky. The koi fish swam gracefully, protecting the lotus flowers happily. Amid the rippling water, a tail flicked, the scales flashed, and kissed the umbrella cap.

This beautiful scene made Mu Yao recite a few lines of a Yuefu poem she had learned before:

Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian.

Fish play among the lotus leaves.

"What a talented writer." Yu Jiu stopped, looked back and praised with shining eyes.

"Uncle Jiu, thank you for your compliment. This poem was not written by me. I just thought it suits the situation and borrowed it to express my feelings of comfort." Mu Yaofu blushed. She did not have such good literary talent.

"Good temper." Not arrogant or impatient, calm and indifferent. The more Yu Jiu looked at her, the more he liked her.

Mu Yao turned to look at Yu Heng, and his gaze became even more scorching. In an instant, two red clouds crept up her pear cheeks, and she smiled awkwardly and turned her head back.

The three of them walked around twice, and even though the main house was right in front of them, Yu Jiu turned back.

Mu Yao was puzzled, could it be that he wanted to take her on a thorough tour?

He lowered his gaze and carefully looked at the layout of the surroundings. After thinking for a moment, he took a few steps forward and praised politely, "Uncle Jiu, the feng shui here is really good."

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Yu Jiu looked at her eagerly, wanting to hear her opinion.

"It is best to store wind and absorb air, and get water. Treasures will come from all directions, and wealth will come from all directions." Mu Yao replied frankly.

She couldn't explain the profound secrets of Feng Shui, but her grandfather had an old house in the countryside with a similar layout to this one, and he once told her that the house was built according to a Feng Shui formation that was designed to gather wealth.

Yu Jiu became interested: "Hide the wind and absorb the air, that's a good idea! Do you know geomancy?"

"I don't understand, but I heard that Qi prefers crookedness to straightness. I'm sorry to make Uncle Jiu laugh." Mu Yao regretted showing off. How could she dare to show off her half-baked skills in front of an expert?

A hearty laugh filled the air.

Yu Jiu's eyes were filled with surprise, and he raised his eyebrows and affirmed, "Yaoyao is too modest. This house is built according to the Vermillion Bird Wealth Gathering Formation. Qi likes curves rather than straight lines. Well said! In geomancy, the word "qi" in "藏风納气" refers to the circuitous flow of qi. Not bad! Really good!"

It was the first time he saw a girl who could talk about one or two things about geomancy in such a short time. She was much better than Yu Heng's mother!

"Yaoyao, have you studied geomancy?" Yu Heng was shocked. If he had not learned anything, he would never have been able to say "Qi likes crookedness rather than straightness".

Mu Yao held her forehead with her hand, she was talking too much again. But she definitely couldn't say that she learned it from her grandfather. After thinking for a moment, she replied leisurely: "My father told me. He read a lot of books and knows a lot."

"Little girl, who is your father?" A voice like a loud bell came from the front.

Yu Guanxiong looked at Mu Yao with interest and asked. Ever since the little fairy stepped onto the Nine-Curved Corridor, he had locked her eyes on her. It must be said that Jiyun's vision for finding a wife is much better than his father's.

His daughter-in-law, who was spoiled to the skies, had been married for nearly thirty years, and had never once said, "I prefer crooked temperament to straight temperament."

Mu Yao looked over and saw an old man with thin eyebrows, black hair and a gaunt face smiling amiably at her. He was wearing a gray and white robe, which made him look like an immortal from Penglai, untainted by the hustle and bustle of the world.

"father!"

"grandfather."

Yu Jiu and Yu Heng bowed respectfully.

Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed suit and bowed. The shout of "Hello, Grandpa" made Yu Guan's ambition blossom, and he even stroked his goat beard three times.

"Grandpa, Yaoyao's father is the current Taifu Li." Yu Heng introduced to his grandfather.

"Master Li?" Yu Guanxiong was shocked.

Everyone knows that Li Changan, the number one strategist in Dayun, has an extraordinary daughter named Ms. Wu Liu, who is the number one painter in Yunqi and her works are worth a fortune.

A painting titled "Prosperous Picture of Yangming Town" was once sold at a sky-high price of 120 million taels.

"Mr. Wu Liu?" Yu Guanxiong asked uncertainly. He was so excited that his whole body was boiling with excitement, and even his voice was distorted.

Mu Yao raised the corners of her lips slightly, nodded and said with a smile: "Grandpa, if there is anything you want me to draw, just ask."

"Good! Good! Good!" Yu Guanxiong's mood was instantly ignited, as if he had ascended to heaven. Yu Heng didn't marry a wife, he married a walking "treasure bowl"!

Yu Heng had just started his apprenticeship and had never heard of Mr. Wu Liu's name. Yu Jiu had also been in seclusion for many years and had never heard of him.

After listening to Yu Guanxiong's introduction, the two were completely dumbfounded. The number of 120 million taels kept flashing through their minds, and they suddenly felt short of breath.

The speed at which this pile of gold and jade is accumulated is amazing!

Yu Heng suddenly felt that the money he earned this time was not so attractive.

Yu Guanxiong glanced behind him calmly. The gourds on the attic had been taken back. He coughed and said, "Come on, Grandpa will take you to eat lotus leaf soup to drive away the summer heat."

The wooden houses along the lake are square, with red bricks and green tiles. The carved lattices are light and open, and there seems to be a lingering fragrance of tea.

Inside the hall, Yu Wanzhou and Zhu Jixiang sat upright, with meticulous smiles on their faces, waiting for their daughter-in-law to show up.

The two men looked a little nervous and took several sips of tea in a row. They were very curious about the "daughter-in-law" that Yu Jiu mentioned.

Their son earned a wife the first time he went out to work. Even the storybooks didn't dare to write that.

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of the door, so dazzling that people could not look directly at it.

It seems that no color in the world can surpass her.

The clear autumn water, the faint spring mountains, the shy peaches and apricots nearby, the graceful and elegant girls in the distance.

Is this my son’s wife?