She was wearing a minimalist black cheongsam with embroidered lace, and a waist-length ponytail on the back of her head. She was wearing no makeup and makeup, just like when we first met at the night banquet six years ago.

"I know." She looked at him and said, "It's the Peony Pavilion. I've heard of it before when I was in the north."

Lin Yue asked: "Do you like it?"

Gong Er turned around, looked at the terrace and nodded lightly.

"Then I'll give it to you."

Gong Er knew what "it" here meant and looked at him in surprise.

Lin Yue smiled and said: "Isn't there a saying that life is like a play, and play is like life?"

Gong Er raised his head and looked at the signboard under the beam. The golden "Wangbei Tower" felt unreal under the smoke.

"From now on, you sing up top and I listen down below, okay?"

"good."

In the north, many people say that the martial arts dramas of the Gong family are really enjoyable.

…

The rain comes and goes quickly.

The long street was slippery and there was a tinkling sound of water.

Gong Er held an oil-paper umbrella and looked at Lin Yue, who was walking in front with his hands behind his back.

"Don't you think this scene is a bit familiar?"

Lin Yue raised his head and looked at the night sky: "Six years ago, after the Overlord's Night Banquet. But that time was a farewell, and now it's a reunion."

"Yes, it's been six years." Gong Er said, "Do you still remember the agreement we made?"

"Guanshan is hard to stop people's wishes. Whether the flowers bloom brilliantly at the bottom of the leaves will be confirmed again when there is a chance."

Gong Er gently lowered his hand holding the umbrella.

It's hard to stop people's will in Guanshan.

In 1940, Lin Yue went north to Fengtian for her.

When the day of mourning came to an end in 1942, she went south to Magang.

Now, it's time to verify the flowers hidden under the leaves.

"Last time in the Northeast, I asked you if you wanted to see the real flowers hidden under the leaves. You said I'd better wait another day. I didn't expect that 'someday' would last three years."

"If I had seen it at that time, would you come to me three years later today?"

Gong Er was stopped by his question and gave a very rare smile: "I didn't expect that a person like you, who is doing big things, would also be clever."

Lin Yue smiled and said: "I can not only be clever, but also clever. Do you want to try it?"

Gong Er said: "Okay."

Lin Yue stopped and looked back at her, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Gong Er's lotus feet moved slightly and assumed the starting position of Baguazhang.

Just like the old ape's hanging seal in Xingyiquan is the killing move, learning how to hide flowers at the bottom of the leaves in Baguazhang is called perfection.

Lin Yue glanced at the umbrella she had thrown on the ground, then walked towards the serious-looking second lady of the Gong family opposite, holding her wrist close to her ear in her astonished gaze.

"What I want to see is another flower."

Gong Er couldn't figure out what he meant until Lin Yue took a step back and looked at her face carefully.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and hit her red and hot face.

"You..."

"What am I doing?" Lin Yue straightened up, put her on his shoulders, picked up the umbrella dropped on the ground and walked deeper into the old alley.

"Prudery."

"The serious things are for outsiders to see, and the unruly ones are for insiders to see."

Gong Er finally knew why Lin Yue said "Another day" in 1940.

…

The next morning.

Lao Jiang searched the entire inn but could not find Gong Er.

When he ran to Wangbei Tower, sweating profusely, he found two people sitting in the restaurant on the third floor facing the river.

One man and one woman.

The man was reading, and the woman rested her head on his shoulder and hummed "A Dream in the Garden".

Old Jiang pulled back his extended leg and carefully returned to the second floor. Only then did he find an old man standing under the verandah, holding a teacup in his left hand and a branch in his right hand, teasing a parrot with a red beak and green feathers.

"You are with Mr. Gong..."

"Call me Lao Jiang, I remember you are... the shopkeeper of Gonghe Building?"

"Gonghe Building has become a den for Japanese. I am now the shopkeeper of Wangbei Building."

At this time, I heard footsteps coming from downstairs, and the third sister came up with a food box, which contained freshly baked fried dough sticks and fish fillet porridge.

"Hey, are you Lao Jiang? It's better to come early than to come by chance. Mr. Ding has just cooked the porridge. Let's sit down and eat some together."

Lao Jiang was not polite to her and sat down against the railing.

At this time, the third sister looked at Uncle Deng pointing upstairs, with questions in his eyes.

"It's done, it's done, it's done."

The sound comes from under the roof.

Lao Jiang stared and really wanted to kill that stupid bird that couldn't speak with a knife.

…

At the beginning of 1943, Gong Er gave up martial arts and followed literature, and began to learn opera from a class.

At the end of 1943, Gong Er took to the stage to sing and became famous.

In early 1944, Hong Quan, Li Jia Quan, Cai Jia Quan, Tan Kou, Tai Chi, etc. began to spread in MO. Jinshan found his wish and opened a boxing gym. The bishop did Ji Jia Fanzi Quan, but the sign was that he was the first in Chinese martial arts.

He came to the boxing gym, which made the other martial arts boxers very unhappy. Some people came to argue with him, but they pushed back with the excuse that his master was the best master of Nanquan.

In the second half of the same year, the Japanese army was defeated and the US fleet entered Okinawa.

In May 1945, Germany surrendered.

In August of the same year, Japan surrendered.

At the end of 1945, Lin Yue and Gong Er returned to Hong Kong to take over the properties of the Lin Group that had been occupied by the Japanese army, such as fishing boats, cargo ships, shops, residences, etc.

Because after the fall of HK, he took the hunted British officials to MO and sent them back to Europe through Portuguese channels. The British gave him very high courtesy after they regained control of HK.

In the summer of 1946, when De Yue Lou opened, Lin Yue and Gong Er got married. Local boxers from Guangdong, Guangdong, Thailand, MO and Hong Kong sent delegations to congratulate them. Some cultural celebrities and elites from all walks of life who settled in Hong Kong during World War II gathered together.

Nathan

, the then Governor of Hong Kong came to express his congratulations with his family, and even the military and political circles of Guangdong also sent representatives. After all, whether they were using the Lam Group to smuggle arms and medicines to the mainland, or rescuing anti-Japanese comrades, and providing various intelligence on the Japanese army, they were of great help to the country.

The people have done a great job.

In the spring of 1947, Lin Yue gave birth to a son, named Lin An. In July, the King of England awarded him the Order of the British Empire, and in August, the mainland government awarded him the Anti-Japanese War Victory Medal.

In 1948, with the funding and guidance of Lin Yue, Zhou Qingquan began to get involved in the film production industry.

At the end of the same year, Ip Man opened a restaurant in Hong Kong and took on apprentices.

In the early spring of 1949, Li Zhao, who had joined the police force when he came to Hong Kong from Foshan, was promoted to Inspector Hua of Yau Ma Tei under the leadership of Lin Yue.

In the summer of 1949, Lin Yue took over the position of president of the HK Ching Wu Association and was honored as the honorary president by the Shanghai, Foshan, Guangzhou and other branches.

In the winter of 1949, the boxers who had returned from Thailand and the boxers who were stranded in MO gathered in Deyuelou to discuss matters.

In 1950, HK started a craze for opening martial arts gyms and learning boxing.

In the summer of 1950, the Lin Group invested in the establishment of a newspaper. Dong Xiaoping, who had studied with Lin Yue, and Ayao, the son of Zhou Qingquan, entered the industry.

In the autumn of this year, Gong Er became popular in Hong Kong, and there was an endless stream of spectators who came to show their support every day. No one watched the Gong family's drama anymore. What everyone liked was the Gong family's drama.

Compared with 1946, the internal space of Deyuelou has been greatly expanded. On the basis of the original North and South Singing, a teahouse business has been added. Except for the absence of sisters, it has 80% of the atmosphere of Foshan Jinlou.

Uncle Deng was getting older, and Lin Yue was worried that his health could not bear it, so he handed over the management of the teahouse to Wu Chilin and Sha Danyuan. The two brothers returned to their old business.

Late this night.

In the private seats on the second floor of Deyue Building, the audience had dispersed, but there was still one person sitting on a chair at a small table in the corner.

"Brother, I think your eyes are pretty, just like my mother's."

"Do you like it?"

"I like it, I think it would be nice to keep it as a souvenir."
To be continued...