Bailu Academy has special significance to Ye Qingyu.

It is like a full-winged eagle, and will never forget the place where he accommodates him, protects him, and educates him when his wings are weak.

During the meal, the butler Tang San took advantage of the situation and reported to Ye Qingyu concisely the current situation of the Ye family's industry in Luming County.

Because Ye Qingyu had said before, the Ye family did not really develop business. Apart from the several major industries that had been there before, they did not expand and develop, but just maintained a state of self-sufficiency and peace of mind when they were small wealth, but every industry developed very healthily.

With Ye Qingyu here, there is no difference between the Ye family whether they are rich enough to compete with the country or barely enough to feed. No one in the entire empire can have the power to move the Ye family.

Tang San also mentioned the Song family's Qingluo Chamber of Commerce in his words.

According to Tang San, the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, which was already in decline and almost bankrupt, immediately soared into the sky after Ye Qingyu's last intentional support and received support and support from many chambers of commerce and business officials, especially the Dugu Chamber of Commerce opened up a multi-directional channel for them. Now the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce has risen again in Luming County and has become the largest chamber of commerce in the northwest region. Its rapid rise is astonishing.

Moreover, Song Qingluo's father Song Jiannan has an influence that is almost comparable to that of the city lord Qin Ying.

The banquet ended in a joyful atmosphere.

Night falls.

Aunt Lan arranged for Luo Yi, Gao Qiu and others to enter the west wing to rest.

Ye Qingyu also returned to her backyard and adjusted her knees cross-legged.

After a few breaths.

Ye Qingyu slowly opened his eyes and nodded slightly to the courtyard outside the window, "Come in."

A light green full light and shadow came in an instant.

The doctor and Lang Yong both knelt down and saluted.

"Young Master!"

"How are you going to be the doctor recently?" Ye Qingyu smiled faintly and raised his hand to support him.

Ye Qingyu has a special favor for this young man. Although he has never followed Ye Qingyu and does not have much force, he is an orphan adopted by Ye’s father and mother. To some extent, it is equivalent to Ye Qingyu’s bloodless brother. Moreover, over the years, the Langzhong and sisters have been loyal to the Ye family, and Ye Qingyu is very moved.

Lang Yong looked a little excited when he saw the young master again.

Especially after hearing the changes of the young master over the past few years and the power of the Liangjianghui in the imperial capital, the young man felt even more joy and excitement.

After a visit, he handed over Ye Qingyu a few jade rings and reported on the development of the Liangjiang Association of Luming County in recent years.

In recent years, the forces of the Liangjianghui Association have covered the entire Luming County City, and there is also a faint trend of spreading to the southeast and southwest. The merchants and officials have personnel stationed in the Liangjianghui Association, which is so deeply rooted that it has penetrated into the entire city.

In order to expand its strength, the doctor has been arranged to arrange more than a dozen responsible leaders in the towns around Luming County City in recent years. Now, with Luming County City as the center, the dozen surrounding towns have already had the sphere of influence of the Liangjianghui.

Ye Qingyu carefully browsed the contents in the jade ring, listened to Lang Yong's report, and nodded slightly.

After one hour.

Lang Yong and the doctor quietly left Ye's mansion.

It was late at night, and the sky was filled with the unique silver and white light of the snow and bitter cold land.

Luming County City, shrouded by white light, has a clear and fairy charm than Xuejing under the hazy moonlight.

The next morning.

The stars and moon were still flashing slightly above the sky, and the faint morning light quietly covered the clouds with a faint layer of gold edges.

Ye Qingyu greeted Aunt Lan who was personally arranged in the kitchen, and called Tang San to walk out of Ye's mansion together.

Walking on the stone slab street wet with dew, breathing the faint fragrance in the morning breeze, and chatting like two brothers. After only a dozen steps, a mist suddenly enveloped the two of them, and then Ye Qingyu and Tang San's figures dissipated at the end of the street.

After a cup of tea.

The edge of the north district of Luming County.

An open space appeared in front of you.

The slums here, which were deserted and barren, had nine out of ten empty rooms, have now become a cemetery with a radius of hundreds of acres, shaded by big trees and towering stone tablets.

The cold white jade tombstones were silently bathed in the morning dew, and the faint light mist was enveloped between the forests. Bouquets and fruits were placed under the stele of many monuments.

"This..." A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Qingyu's eyes.

Although Ye Qingyu felt a little reluctant after he moved his parents' graves and buried his coffin and water in Lumingjiang, he once instructed Tang San to renovate and build a tomb for tribute.

But the scene in front of him was something he had never imagined.

"Young Master, since you went to the imperial capital and promoted to the Lord of the Temple of Light, you have done so many heroic deeds to defend the Snow Country. It is said in the city that the master's wife was buried in this place is a Feng Shui treasure land that can flourish the family lintels, so those noble officials have moved the ancestral tombs and the new tombs of their descendants here. In a few years, this place has gradually become what it is now..."

Tang San explained softly while leading Ye Qingyu in front.

After walking to the head of a winding path and stepping on a jade stone staircase, a monument with a white jade gold-edged stracing that was five meters high and one meter wide appeared in front of Ye Qingyu on a hill in this cemetery.

The semi-arc white jade wall wraps the stone tablet, and several ancient pine and cypress trees stand proudly outside the stone wall, without withering the frost.

On the stone tablet, blood-red cinnabar engraved the life of Ye’s father and mother, the kindness and heroic deeds of Ye’s father and mother.

Many white and yellow bouquets were visited under the monument, as well as various fruit and food offerings.

Some of them surrounded the stele and the square stone slabs were engraved with tributes and verses of praise. After being washed by morning dew, the stone slabs were clearly shiny.

Ye Qingyu stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the cinnabar handwriting carved. The cold white jade tablet exuded a biting chill.

He lit his fingertips and injected a trace of energy into his body. The originally cold white jade immediately became warm, and the cinnabar that was soaked in warmth seemed to become brighter again.

"Son is here to see you..." Ye Qingyu whispered to the stone tablet.

Tang San consciously retreated to a clearing space a few meters away on the left side of the tomb of Clothing and waiting quietly.

The young master who was wearing white clothes and gently stroked the stone tablet was shrouded in the morning mist, just like a peerless banished immortal who had become an immortal. That scene, until decades later, was still unforgettable.

After half an incense stick.

"Let's go." Ye Qingyu in the distance did not turn around, but this clear voice seemed to be ringing in Tang San's ears.

He hurried over, followed Ye Qingyu half a step, and walked under the hill.

Ye Qingyu seemed to be thinking about something, but did not follow the path he had come back, but instead walked around a few bluestone paths aimlessly.

"This... Bai Yuqing?" Ye Qingyu suddenly saw something, his steps stopped, and he was suddenly shocked.

On the one-person-high green jade stele in front of me, the words "Baifu Yuqing" were carved in cinnabar.

The stone tablet wrapped in dew and morning mist was covered with crystal droplets, just like tears that had not yet fallen on the beauty's face when shed tears.

This is actually Bai Yuqing's tombstone?

Has she... actually died?

Ye Qingyu was very shocked.

For a moment, the image of the young noble lady who was as clean as snow and beautiful as a young lady in the long skirt appeared in front of her.

He had to admit that Bai Yuqing was an extremely outstanding and outstanding woman.

But I didn't expect...

"Report to the young master, according to rumors in the city, Miss Bai's family later went to the imperial capital. Shortly after the battle in the imperial capital, a mourning was sent back, but she did not see her body being transported back to her hometown. The Bai family was extremely sad and worked hard to find any clues. Later, in order to pay attention to her daughter, a tomb was built here..." Tang San said in a low voice.

He has always been paying attention to all kinds of news in the city, so that one day when the young master needs it, he can tell him what he knows as soon as possible.

Ye Qingyu was silent for a moment.

What happened to Bai Yuqing in the battle of the imperial capital back then?

It seems that he died unfortunately in the midst of war.

Tang San waited for a while, but Ye Qingyu did not respond. He seemed to suddenly remember something, pointed to the back of a tomb group in the south, and tried to speak but stopped several times.

Ye Qingyu looked at him and said, "Tell me, what else?"

Tang San sighed and said, "Reporting to the young master, it is not just Miss Bai, there is also a tomb in clothing over there, and he is another classmate of the young master at Bailu Academy."

"Hmm? Who is it?"

"Jiang Xiaohan."

"What?!" Ye Qingyu was shocked when he heard this.

He paused, and finally followed Tang San, bypassed several tomb groups, walked through a stone slab path, and came to a stone tablet with a slightly lower terrain.

The white jade tombstone is not very delicate or conspicuous, and is situated alone among the weeds.

And the tombstone is really Jiang Xiaohan's name and birthday.

Ye Qingyu was silent for a moment.

The appearance of that childhood playmate appeared before him, as if it was yesterday.

Although Ye Qingyu felt a little regretful about what happened later, Jiang Xiaohan was an old friend after all. He had a friendship when he was a child. Unexpectedly, this girl with good qualifications eventually died early, which is surprising.

After a while.

"How did she die?" Ye Qingyu asked.

When Tang San saw that the young master was in a bad mood, he did not dare to shine. He quickly whispered: "She, like Miss Bai's family, was the one who sent back a mourning news shortly after that battle. The Jiang family originally buried her tomb in their own ancestral land and moved here a month ago."

Tang San still had some impression of Jiang Xiaohan.

He heard from his servants that on the night when the young master came back from Youyan Pass, this woman named Jiang Xiaohan came to find the young master, but was rejected by the young master.

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