Under One Person: The Millennium Plan Exposed by Feng Baobao.

Chapter 229 Wang Zhenqiu's ancestor, Dong Guifei's son Wang Gensheng
[Now, if we want to study how to change fate without using the human book, the first thing we need to do is find Concubine Dong's son.]

I asked Taoist Cui if he knew the whereabouts of Concubine Dong's son, but he didn't want to say anything more.

I asked Taoist Cui why he had to rob Concubine Dong's tomb at this time, and he told me an old story.

[It was still the Qing Dynasty. Although the Dong family was wealthy, they had no one in the court. As a result, everyone wanted to make some money from them.]

Although Mr. Dong was angry, he was helpless. Furthermore, since money could be used to buy an official position at the time, Mr. Dong directly bought an official position for his eldest son. This way, he would have someone in the court to help him get things done.

[But who could have imagined that perhaps it was the Dong family's destiny not to hold official positions, or perhaps the feng shui of the ancestral tomb was bad, that his eldest son would fall from his horse and die upon taking office.]

[This wealthy man, Dong, refused to believe in evil and bought an official position for his second son. In the end, he was also entangled in a case involving the royal family and was blamed and executed.]

[Mr. Dong had only three sons. Now that two of them were dead, he naturally didn't dare to put his third son in danger.]

However, this wealthy man, Dong, had a daughter as beautiful as a flower, who later became the Consort Dong Guifei. This "banner" system directly transformed Han Chinese into bannermen, allowing them to marry the emperor.

After Concubine Dong was sentenced to death, Mr. Dong was completely disheartened and no longer had any thoughts of turning his life around.

However, Master Cui's family was struggling, and his three disciples eventually left him to find their own way. So, Master Cui decided to use his true abilities to earn some extra money for his family.

[So he found the wealthy Dong family member, and instructed him to bury his daughter on a mountain southeast of Tianjin.]

[From then on, the Dong family's careers were truly prosperous. They had both power and influence, and their wealth was pouring in.]

However, Mr. Dong was a money-grubber. When Taoist Cui saw the prophecy coming true and went to the Dong family to collect the money, he thought it was just his family's destiny. He sent someone to beat Mr. Dong out, and he was so badly beaten that he couldn't get out of bed for over a month.

Taoist Cui knew this was his retribution, but he couldn't bear it, so he spread the word throughout Tianjin, saying that the southeastern mountain peaks were a prime feng shui site, and that burying someone there would bring prosperity and promotion to their descendants.

This news was a huge deal. Everyone knew that the Dong family relied on Taoist Cui to gain power, and they had long been jealous. Now that this news had spread, no matter if they were from Tianjin or the surrounding countryside, anyone who died would have to be buried there.

[Within a few years, thousands of graves were buried in that southeastern Feng Shui treasure land, and the Feng Shui of Concubine Dong's tomb had long been destroyed.]

[From then on, the Dong family suffered a terrible setback, their fortune plummeted, and within a few years, the wealthy Dong passed away.]

After doing something that harmed others and benefited himself, Cui Laodao suffered retribution. As a result, he has been relying on writing disaster notices for a living for many years, and he can hardly even get a full meal on weekdays.

Now that such a huge fortune had suddenly arrived, Master Cui's greed had rekindled, and so he decided to visit Concubine Dong's tomb.

[It was just inconvenient for him to go alone, so he thought of taking me with him.]

[This Taoist priest Cui was also quite shrewd. After he knew I was looking for Concubine Dong's son, he said he knew a way to find relatives through blood. He only needed to pull out a strand of Concubine Dong's hair, and he could use that strand to find the whereabouts of Concubine Dong's descendants.]

After hearing what he said, I became interested, so I went with him to Concubine Dong's tomb that night.

[It has been more than sixty years since the last burial. Even the imperial concubine's tomb has become a small grave after sixty years of ups and downs.]

If it weren't for this old Taoist Cui who remembered the location, it would be difficult to find it even if we wanted to.

"I possess the third level of Reverse Life, possessing the power of dragons and tigers. Although Concubine Dong was buried quite deep, I was able to dig out her mahogany coffin in less than half an hour."

After opening Concubine Dong's coffin, she had already become a dried corpse. I only took her hair, while Taoist Cui wrapped up all of Concubine Dong's burial objects in large and small bags.

Because the items were so heavy, Taoist Cui used the Five Ghosts to help him carry all of Concubine Dong's burial objects back home.

After reburying Concubine Dong, I brought in a lot of dry soil, making it look exactly like it was before.

[Until this point, Master Cui also taught me his method of finding my bloodline.]

After bidding farewell to Taoist Cui, I went to an inn in Tianjin to find out who the emperor's fate was, even though Concubine Dong had been living among the common people.

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but speak after hearing about this method of finding relatives through blood.

"I just don't know if children can find their parents this way."

"If you can find it, then you can find your father through his hair."

The old Taoist priest shook his head after hearing this.

"Even if I could find it, I wouldn't want to look for it. I've adapted to it and gotten used to it over the years."

Zhang Chulan wanted to say something, but Feng Xingtong said:

"It's said to be a mountain southeast of Jincheng. Isn't that Hushan?"

"I grew up in Tianjin, and my dad always took me there when I was little. So, I wonder where the tomb of Concubine Dong is hidden now."

"If we can find it now, wouldn't we be able to trace the footsteps of the owner of the notebook?"

Feng Zhenghao shook his head.

"Xingtong, this matter is not that simple. Hushan has been developed countless times. Before the amusement park was built there, many ancient tombs must have been unearthed."

"It's worthless. Just report it to the archaeological department and burn it like garbage."

"All of Concubine Dong's burial objects have been taken away, so they are naturally worthless. Therefore, it is highly unlikely that they will be found."

Hearing this, Feng Xingtong looked regretful.

"what a shame."

Others were unable to comment after hearing this. It is undeniable that the more human society develops, the greater the damage to the environment will be.

Maybe later.

The entire earth would be made of steel cities.

At this time, Feng Baobao also continued to read the notes below.

After I tied Concubine Dong's hair onto a paper figurine, I activated the technique Taoist Cui had taught me, causing the figurine to automatically run around the room.

After the paper figure started running, it knelt and bowed repeatedly towards the southwest. This meant that Concubine Dong's son was not dead, but was living in the southwest.

So I ran southwest with Concubine Dong's hair and the paper figurine, and only stopped when I reached a village.

This place is called Renjia Town, and the son of Concubine Dong, Wang Gensheng, has opened a blacksmith shop in this town. He lives a relatively wealthy life and appears to be doing well, but there is no sign that he will become emperor.

When I heard Wang Gensheng.

Wang Zhenqiu's eyes suddenly shook violently.

"what?"

Hearing Wang Zhenqiu's sudden cry, everyone couldn't help but look at him.

Zhang Chulan asked.

"What's wrong, Wang Zhenqiu?"

"Gudu."

Wang Zhenqiu swallowed his saliva.

"Could this Wang Gensheng be my great-grandfather?"

"what?"

Hear this.

Everyone's pupils also trembled.

Zhang Chulan was a little curious.

"Why? I remember there were many people named Wang Gensheng in the past. Could it be that he has the same name as your great-grandfather? Why do you say that?"

Wang Zhenqiu shook his head.

"No, it's because my great-grandfather, great-grandfather, and grandfather all lived in a place called Renjia Town and worked as blacksmiths."

"Now that I suddenly heard the contents of this note, I am also a little shocked."

"After all, this is too similar to the life trajectory my grandfather told me."

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan hurriedly asked.

"Did your grandfather tell you whether your great-grandfather became emperor in the end?"

Wang Zhenqiu shook his head.

"I don't know."

"Also, our Wang family has a tradition that has been around since who knows when, that is, the younger generation is not allowed to take the initiative to ask about the affairs of the older generation."

"So I never asked anything unless my grandfather told me."

"Oh, by the way, my grandfather also told me that there was a Maoshan Taoist priest named Uncle Jiu living in the town's charity cemetery at that time. His Taoist skills were very powerful."

"It has solved a lot of trouble for the town." Hearing this, everyone was quite curious.

Liu Deshui said at this time:
"Maoshan Taoist priests always like to hide away in the Taoist temple and do nothing. It is even said that it takes more than ten or twenty years to learn a talisman before they can pass it on."

"Why is there a Maoshan Taoist priest in this cemetery where the corpse is placed? Could it be a wild Maoshan?"

When Wang Zhenqiu heard that it was Yemao Mountain, he was obviously stunned.

"Indeed, I didn't ask whether it was Maoshan or Yemaoshan. If it was Yemaoshan, then this would make sense."

At this time, Zhang Chulan also remembered Xiao Zizai's explanation about Yemao Mountain.

I just don't know what kind of magic this Uncle Jiu has and where he comes from.

at this time.

Feng Baobao has continued reading.

In order to observe the fate of Concubine Dong's son, I chose not to leave, but instead found a school nearby. With my extensive knowledge, I successfully became a teacher at the Renjia Town School.

The school is only about 300 meters away from the blacksmith shop. I can observe Blacksmith Wang's shop at any time.

【It can be said that it is extremely convenient to observe.】

[But after observing for a while, I feel that this Blacksmith Wang has less than two years to live. In other words, in two years, this Blacksmith Wang will die of old age.]

"It's only two years, I can afford to wait. Being able to witness a life-changing event with my own eyes is worth the trip."

[While I was waiting, Master Ren of Renjia Town, upon hearing that such a knowledgeable teacher like me had arrived, also decided to make friends with me and invited me to a banquet at his residence.]

[To maintain my image, I had no choice but to come to the Ren Mansion. After arriving, I noticed a dark aura swirling above the residence. It wouldn't be long before disaster struck.]

[But I don't have much of a relationship with the Ren family master, and I didn't want to expose my abilities, so I didn't say anything after the banquet.]

[I've heard before that the Ren family is the local tycoon of Renjia Town. Even the village chief is appointed by them. Their influence is undoubtedly enormous.]

[However, the Ren family was not as prosperous as it is today. It can even be said that it did not have even one tenth of its current power.]

[Later, for unknown reasons, after the old man of the Ren family passed away, the Ren family began to prosper day by day and night by night.]

[But since the family has no long-term prosperity, it is fitting that this government official will suffer misfortune.]

After arriving at Master Ren's residence, I've also gotten to know many of the gentry around Renjia Town. While they're not as wealthy and powerful as the Ren family, they can still be considered prosperous.

[However, after I left, Mr. Ren's daughter, Ren Tingting, often came to see me. She had studied in the provincial capital for a few years, so she was quite knowledgeable and could see that I was very well-spoken and different from some of the people in this town.]

[I have no interest in Ren Tingting. Although she is young and beautiful, she is too young to be attracted to.]

After hearing this, Wang Zhen couldn't help but feel curious.

"Zhang Chulan, based on the notes you've read before, how old do you think the owner of this notebook is?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head.

"I don't know about this situation, but I think at this time, he must be at least sixty years old or older."

Wang Zhenqiu blinked.

"If that's the case, then he's older than Master Ren. To him, Ren Tingting is completely his granddaughter."

Liu Deshui on the side said:
"When I met Zuo Menzhang as a child, he looked young. Later, when I grew up, Zuo Menzhang still looked the same."

"Now that Senior Su has reached the third level of Reincarnation, he's even higher than Chief Zuo. I think eternal youth should be possible."

"Speaking of which, I feel that this local rich man's daughter is not worthy of Senior Su at all."

After hearing Liu Deshui say this, everyone understood what he meant.

indeed.

Considering the current state of the notebook owner, this ordinary woman is not worthy of him at all.

at this time.

Feng Baobao's voice continued to be heard.

After spending some time together, I heard from Ren Tingting that Master Ren wanted to relocate his great-grandfather's coffin, and he had even invited Uncle Nine from the charity cemetery to help with the move.

[The school will be closed for a day for this purpose, and most of the people in Renjia Town will go to observe.]

Ren Tingting also invited me to take a look.

After she told me this, I realized that Ren Tingting had a doomed look on her face. This meant that the Ren family's calamity would be related to their relocation of the graves.

I didn't want to watch it, but Ren Tingting was a living being, and there was a hint of uncertainty in her death, which meant she wasn't doomed.

So, I came here on the day of the tomb relocation. It was also here that I first met the Maoshan Taoist priest, Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu possessed a very strong true qi. In my opinion, even among extraordinary people, he would be considered a top-notch master, at least not much worse than Cheng Zhen, whom I had met earlier. I had never expected such a small town like Renjia Town to have such a master. It seems that there are far more extraordinary people in this world than I imagined.

If my original calculation of the number of Inhumans was 40,000 to 1, then the actual number should be 25,000 to 1.

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but exclaim when he heard that the population ratio of extraordinary people during the Republic of China period had reached 25,000 to 1.

"It actually reached 25,000 to 1?"

"It's just incredible."

"After all, the ratio of Inhumans to ordinary people in our modern world is only 50,000 to 1."

Xu San's eyes flashed.

"Actually, this data has been inaccurate for a long time. Remember when Director Zhao said he wanted to conduct a census of the alien population? The number from the census was far lower than this proportion."

"And the company didn't intend to keep this a secret from everyone. We plan to announce it to the alien community soon. Now everyone is just knowing about it in advance."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but become curious.

I don’t know what the exact ratio is, but Xu San actually said that.

Feng Zhenghao had heard some news vaguely.

"My intelligence department has also received some information, but I don't know if it's accurate. The information is that the number of mutants has reached 1.5 to 1. In other words, there is one mutant for every people."

Hearing Feng Zhenghao say this, Xu San shook his head.

"That's not entirely accurate. The actual number is 1.4 to 1."

"That is to say, among the 14 billion people in Dragon Country, there are at least aliens!"

"This doesn't even include some hidden strangers like Mr. Liu!"

Hearing Xu San say this, everyone gasped.

Old Meng frowned.

"Has it actually reached this point?"

"Hasn't the population red line been broken long ago?"

Xu San nodded.

"It's like this. The last census was in 93, but in just over twenty years, the number of aliens has swelled to this point."

"The majority of them are innate mutants. The company's shelters are almost running out of space."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Does the company imprison many innate mutants?

Zhang Chulan even thought of the special forces team from last time.

He had never heard of many of these innate extraordinary people. Could it be that these were the innate extraordinary people secretly cultivated by the company?

Just when everyone was confused.

Feng Baobao also continued reading the notes in her hand.

The tomb of this old man Ren is a dragonfly touching the water. Dragonflies fly high and have wings, so the site should be wide and on the top of the mountain to form the impression of touching the water. This old man Ren's tomb is located right here.

[No wonder the Ren family was able to prosper and have such great fortune. It's probably because of this ancestral tomb.]

[However, after the coffin was opened, this old man Ren had already transformed into a zombie. It seemed that he had simply absorbed too much Yin energy, and was not bitten by a zombie species like Jiang Chen!]

(End of this chapter)