CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 87

The Zuo family’s old residence was bought, providing a place as the base, but more land is needed for expansion.

This matter can only be dealt with by asking Uncle Luo for help.

"No problem, I’ll take Chun Ning for a trip." Uncle Luo said, "But it’s like King Yan is easy to deal with, the little demons are the tricky ones, do you understand what I mean?"

Chun Ning looked at his sister; he truly didn’t understand.

But Chun Nuan understood.

She promptly gave Chun Ning several pouches, each containing over a hundred coins.

"Sister..."

Chun Ning was dissatisfied; isn’t the government office supposed to handle affairs openly?

"Consider it a reward for the servants," Chun Nuan advised, "You’ll get used to these things after a while. Crystal-clear water holds no fish; don’t be too rigid."

To be frank, Chun Ning’s character is that of a straightforward scholar, with lots of individuality, but not a hint of smoothness.

To round off these sharp edges, well, they needed some good grinding down.

"When you’re out, learn more from Uncle Luo."

Don’t underestimate Uncle Luo as someone only born as a manual laborer; he’s encountered many people on the docks, seen all kinds from different walks of life, speaks appropriately depending on the person or the situation, quite tactful.

"Sister, I understand."

Chun Ning understood the lesson that among three people, one can be my teacher and nodded immediately.

As Uncle Luo prepared to take Chun Ning to handle the matter, Aunt Luo suddenly remembered.

"Wait, it doesn’t feel right, shouldn’t be going to the government office." Aunt Luo said, "The empty lot behind the Zuo family’s house should belong to Old Master Zhang."

Old Master Zhang’s?

Is it true; doesn’t that make it much simpler?

"I’m sure I’m not wrong," Aunt Luo said, "Years ago the Zuo family wanted to expand their house, tried to buy land from Old Master Zhang, but he refused. A feng shui master said there’s a good site there, so Old Master Zhang is perhaps storing it for his own afterlife rest."

Huh?

An afterlife abode?

Chun Nuan knew that such sites weren’t suitable for building houses.

This would be a bit complicated.

"Chun Nuan, shall I find you a feng shui master to take a look?" Uncle Luo proposed, "I know a feng shui master, very accurate."

"Alright, have him take a look first. If building is feasible, I’ll negotiate with Old Master Zhang."

With her rapport with Old Master Zhang, buying the land to build a house shouldn’t be a problem.

Uncle Luo immediately went to the docks and found Mr. Xu, who was still operating his stall.

Chun Ning was a bit taken aback when he noticed Mr. Xu only had one eye.

Could he really be accurate like this?

"Sir, this is my nephew. He wants to push the house further back; could you check if the foundation behind is suitable?"

Uncle Luo took Mr. Xu and Chun Ning around behind the house, pointing out the area they wished to expand. Xu Bazi checked the compass in his hand and nodded.

"Give me the birth date eight characters."

"Chun Ning, quickly, your birth date and eight characters."

"Mine?"

Chun Ning was stunned for a moment; eight characters are only combined when discussing marriage arrangements, does it apply to feng shui as well?

"For the head of the household, whoever is in charge, give their eight characters."

At this point, Chun Ning wanted to give Chun Nuan’s eight characters.

"Chun Ning, it’s yours. Until your uncle and father return, you’re acting as the head of this family."

Chun Nuan quickly signaled with her eyes that, as a woman, she’ll eventually have to marry off, and even if she doesn’t, she isn’t qualified to lead in her mother’s house.

Recognizing his sister has her reasons behind everything she does, Chun Ning immediately provided his eight characters.

Mr. Xu scribbled a bit on a paper, muttering under his breath.

"Green Dragon wraps White Tiger, wealth isn’t scattered, gives a filial grandson, skilled in both literature and martial arts..."

Chun Ning just wanted to laugh, though his manners told him not to.

He’s experiencing something like this for the first time and doesn’t understand the rules.

Or it’s simply Shu City’s customs differing from those in the Capital, requiring respect for such traditions.

"Mr. Xu, how is it?"

"The eight characters work, suitable foundation." Mr. Xu said, "This plot is indeed suitable for him to build a house, but if others were to build, it might not work."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu, thank you so much."

Uncle Luo quickly signaled Chun Ning to present the prepared gratitude money with both hands.

After sending Mr. Xu off, Uncle Luo gleefully urged him to approach Old Master Zhang about acquiring the land.

"Alright, Uncle Luo, I’ll go to Old Master Zhang right away."

Chun Nuan caught an undertone from Mr. Xu’s reading, indicating not only suitability for expansion but also a quality foundation.

Given Uncle Luo could invite Mr. Xu, there’s little doubt Old Master Zhang could invite even more capable feng shui masters. That empty lot might be reserved for personal use, perhaps during life rather than posthumously.