The next morning, we left for the Zhaowang Hotel.

More than ten years ago, Zhaowang Hotel was considered the highest-end hotel in Handan. Now this hotel is still here, but the business is no longer as good as before.

Starting from the train station to make a bus in the market, the road is not far, and I arrived at the place for about an hour. I ran to the front desk to inquire if there was a man named Liu living here. Please inform me and say someone was looking for him.

The front desk waitress said sorry, it is not convenient for us to actively disclose the guest information, you can ask the guest to call the front desk.

He shook his head and said that he had tried it and could not contact the beggar Liu.

"Changchun Club." I looked at the waitress carefully and said these three words with a try attitude.

The waiter's face changed, and she immediately changed her words and said, "Wait, let's check it out for you."

At that time, the front desk registration was not popular enough. They were handwritten in a very thick black leather notebook, including ID number, name, etc., and there was no such thing as network monitoring.

The waitress looked through the registration book for a few minutes and said, "Mr. Liu opened an annual card with us, Room 406, but Mr. Liu should not be here now. He goes to Nanminghe Park to exercise at 5:30 every morning, and it may be noon.

If you come back, you may not come back all day.”

Thanks to the front desk waiter, we went to Nanminghe Park to find him beggar Liu.

I really found it this time, but he was not exercising in the park

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The ticket office is north of Nanminghe Park. There is a small fitness square next to the ticket office. The beggar Liu is sitting on a chair in the square. He is wearing a torn and dirty dress. He is also wearing an enamel teapot under his feet, holding it in both hands.

When he was napping with his sleeves, his enamel tank was filled with 50 cents per cent change, and he was very small in a dollar.

There are all kinds of birds when the forest is big. The beggar Liu must be rich, and he is not the ordinary kind of rich. He can open an annual card in the highest-end hotel in the local area. I really can't figure out why he did this.

Later I asked, and told me the reason.

In 1992, he made a movie called Wu Zunsheng Su Qier. This is a nonsensical and funny comedy movie. Few people know the prototype character behind the story.

The beggar Liu was born Liu Changsheng. His grandfather of the great-grandfather of the Emperor of Qianlong once won the first place in the martial arts examination in the 19th year of Qianlong's reign, which is commonly known as the top martial arts scholar. At that time, the top martial arts scholar was very difficult, and it was definitely much more difficult than the current civil service exam.

At that time, the first test was riding horses and archery, the second test was skill and courage, and the third test was answering questions in the literature test.

"Skills and courage" include three aspects: pulling bows, dancing knives, and lifting weights.

The swords and stones that need to dance are divided into three levels, and the bows are also divided into three levels, namely: eighty, one hundred and one hundred and twenty (kg). The assessment process requires the requirements, that is, "the bow must be fully opened three times.

, the knife must be placed on the chest in front and back, and the stone must be one foot away from the ground, and must be level with the shoulders."

The beggar Liu's grandfather ranked first in all three exams, and the record of picking stones set a record of 320 kilograms.

After passing these three levels, you will basically be determined to be a martial arts exam. The literary exam is the meaning, and two symbolic questions are given. However, the beggar Liu's great-grandfather is not only ignorant but also has a bad temper. He thinks that the examiner deliberately makes things difficult for him.

He was so angry that he kicked the examiner in the head and fucked the person into a concussion. Afterwards, Emperor Gaozu was arrested and was sentenced to prison for two years.

So now if you look up the Qing Dynasty archives online, Wu Zhuangyuan was not the beggar Liu Gaozu. Instead, what you found was that in the 19th year of Qianlong, the Jiawu Department was 1754. Wu Jia was the first one. His Gaozu was originally the first one.

Because he fucked someone into a concussion, Gu Lin, who was second in the same period, became the first.

The family who was fucked by him to have a concussion was very powerful. In order to take revenge, they spent money to entrusted their relationship to break his legs in prison. Later, when they came out, they became cripples. Those who practiced martial arts in those days were particular about placing

In the face of this, Emperor Gaozu was still in martial arts after he came out of prison, but because of his disability, his life was not good, and later he became a beggar in his family.

The turning point occurred in the 24th year of Qianlong. That year, Qianlong was 49 years old, and his favorite thing was to go to the south of the Yangtze River to pick up beautiful women. In the twelfth month of this year, Qianlong suddenly encountered a mountain when he was dressed up in disguise and walked to Yuanze Mountain (north of Shaoxing).

The bandit robbed, and saw the king of a country dying under the bandit's knife. At this moment, a ragged middle-aged beggar suddenly emerged from the grass on the roadside. Although this beggar had a lame leg, he was very skilled in martial arts.

The second one defeated the bandits and saved Qianlong.

Qianlong was very grateful to this person afterwards. Qianlong said, "You have made great contributions to save the Lord. Just say what kind of reward you want."

Qianlong thought he would want some gold 10,000 taels or a high-ranking official, but he didn't expect the beggar to say, "Long live back, I want a golden rice bowl to beg for food."

Qianlong laughed loudly when he heard this, and he gave him a rice bowl made of pure gold. With this rice bowl, he was ordered to beg for food. From princes and nobles to local gentry, no one dared not to give him a meal.

At the same time, when Emperor Gaozu saw the real dragon, he felt lucky in his three lives. He passed down his family motto in his later years, and the descendants of his Liu family could only be beggars in the future.

I learned his origin from my head and mouth, and I couldn't help but sigh, no wonder a beggar is so rich in martial arts.

It turned out that he was the king of beggars who gave him a gold bowl after a famous family.

He pushed his head over to the wheelchair and coughed twice.

The beggar Liu narrowed his eyes and saw that it was us, and he immediately woke up.

"It's Wang Xiansheng, I was shocked. You came faster than I thought." After that, he looked at Douyazai and Zhao Xuanxuan again and asked who the two children were.

He said, "Mr. Liu, don't be surprised, these two are new members of our team."

"Oh?" Beggar Liu looked at Dou Yazai and said, "Where is that girl and that brother?"

He said with a gloomy face: "This is why we came to you, Mr. Liu. After all, I was in a wheelchair because of the revenge of the Changchun Association. Xiaohong and Sun Da are now missing,"

The beggar Liu put away the small enamel jar used to ask for money and said with a gloomy face: "It seems that Xiaolangtou is not dead. Those people have run out. The coastal areas are the weak points of Changchun Association. If you run there, you will be followed.

It seems that things are even more difficult than I expected.”

After pausing for a moment, the beggar Liu reached out and said, "Phen Sheng, as an old friend, I will give you two suggestions on your matters."

"First, I'll ask someone to help you take the lead and ask what Changchun will do. I'm not afraid of Changchun, and they dare not do anything to me. You can stay in Handan, and I'll protect you for the time being.

But if you want to solve this problem from the root, after all, it depends on your team. The roles I can provide can only be considered an intermediary at best."

"Second, one road is dark, and you choose to fight with Changchun to the end. The Changchun meeting is no longer the Changchun meeting fifty years ago. Most of the people who left in 1988 are still alive. You join them to join us to keep warm.

It’s better than fighting alone.”

After hearing what the beggar Liu said, he looked at me and nodded.

I looked at the beggar Liu and bowed and said, "Go back to Mr. Liu, Xiaolangtou is sinister and has repeatedly persecuted our team. After the incident of Sister Hong, there is no possibility of reconciliation between us and the Changchun Association."

“So, we choose the second way.”

"I, Xiang Yunfeng, are young and have no power to tie a chicken, but our industry is the most profitable. If we join that group of people, we can provide financial support to seek peace."

"Haha," the beggar Liu laughed and said, "Okay, you just rained in time. Song Jiang. What the group of people lack the most now is money. I promise to introduce it to you."

At this time, he tried to ask: "Master Liu, I guess among the people you mentioned who ran away in 1988, are there people surnamed Zhao?"

The beggar Liu nodded and said, "That's right, the 31st generation grandson of Zhao Kan, the Martial Artsman, is here."

Seeing that Jack's head was excited, the beggar Liu waved his hand and said, "There are many other people in addition to the descendants of Wu Guanhou. As long as this group of people speaks to you."
Chapter completed!