The next day, night, Foshan Railway Station.

Wang Yan, together with Chairman Chen of the Jingwu Association and other senior officials, cheered up and straightened their clothes as the train whistle blew.

The train stopped, and Gong Baosen came down with Gong Er, Ma San and a large group of disciples.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a long time. Senior Gong is still as charming as ever." President Chen quickly stepped forward to welcome him.

"No, President Chen is still the same as before." Gong Baosen was polite, nodded to Wang Yan, then looked at the other people present, raised his hands in greeting and said: "Gong thanked you all, please excuse me.

Everyone has been waiting for a long time."

How could this group of people be as high-ranking as Kungbao Mori? They were flattered and returned the favor.

"Senior Gong has been tired from traveling all the way, so let's go and rest first. We have arranged the place." After speaking, President Chen extended his hand to invite: "Senior Gong, please."

"Thank you, President Chen, please." Gong Baosen said.

It was not suitable to talk to Wang Yan at this time, so he followed everyone to the place arranged by the Jingwu Association.

President Chen and the others accompanied him to a reception banquet and then left without disturbing him too much.

Gong Baosen took a sip of tea and said: "How is the injury?"

"I'm recovering well. I haven't done much during this period." Wang Yan said with a smile: "By the way, Palace Master, I forgot to mention last time, Senior Ding is in Foshan."

Gong Baosen paused while drinking tea: "Brother?" Gong Er and Ma San were also stunned, looking at Gong Baosen, waiting for him to speak.

After all, he had gone through ups and downs. Gong Baosen was not in a hurry and said calmly: "Where is he?"

"It's in the Golden Building where the ceremony will be held tomorrow." Wang Yan said: "I met Senior Ding as early as 31 years ago, but he was afraid that you would miss me, so he didn't let me tell you. The palace master won't blame me."

"It's okay." Gong Baosen waved his hand, as if remembering the past, and sighed: "It hasn't been easy for him after so many years."

Wang Yan was sensible and didn't interrupt. He said hello to Gong Er and left.

Although the movement has been going on for twenty years, it will take one generation. It will be embarrassing for another hundred and eighty years, let alone now. Gong Er still can't let go of face-to-face communication, so he doesn't have fun with them.

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I'm too anxious to eat hot tofu, it's a matter of morning and evening.

The next day, people from all walks of life gathered in Jinlou.

"I have only become three things in my life... The person who joined me at the retirement ceremony here is, I think, a boxer from the South. Pick one."

After saying that, Gong Baosen led the people away.

It was not Wang Yan's turn to speak here at all, he just watched the fun with Gong Er and others.

Just like before, when he saw the real Buddha and wanted to cross Ma San, he started a fight. Gong Baosen, who had seen Ding Lianshan, came back, gave Ma San a lesson and drove him back to the northeast.

Whether it was Ma San causing trouble or driving Ma San back to the northeast, Wang Yan did not stop him. He spoke, and it was not his turn to intervene regardless of emotion or reason.

Just like when Ip Man and Wang Yan competed, he had no choice but to join forces with Gong Baosen.

It's just that Gong Er didn't beep this time, because Wang Yan had already fought with Ip Man. Therefore, there was no winner in this competition. In fact, Gong Baosen didn't care about winning or losing, he just wanted to support his back.

, to spread the spirit.

Naturally, Ip Man won. Wang Yan carefully watched the fight between the two. He estimated that if Gong Baosen was at his peak, Ip Man's listening bridge would be easy to use. Ip Man usually fought with Wang Yan a lot, and of course with

They had listened to the bridge. However, Ip Man only used it once, and after lying in bed for three days, he never used it again with them.

After finishing his work and visiting some old friends, Gong Baosen did not stay long and returned to the Northeast with the nostalgic Gong Er.

In the Ye family mansion, Zhang Yongcheng was eating with his daughter, who had just turned one year old, giving instructions to Ye Zhun and Zhou Guangyao from time to time, while listening to Wang Yan, Ye Wen, and Zhou Qingquan talking.

Wang Yan took a piece of food with chopsticks and asked, "How do you feel, Mr. Ye?"

When Ye Wen, who was drinking soup, heard this, he didn't finish the soup. He coughed twice and calmed down and said, "Ayan, you are making fun of me again."

Zhou Qingquan said with a smile: "Ah Wen, I'm not kidding. People outside have heard of me being a gangster, and now you are the most popular person in Guangdong Province."

"Brother Quan is right, don't you have a little bit of self-confidence?" Wang Yan agreed with Zhou Qingquan, and then said in an awkward tone: "Do you think so, Mr. Ye?"

Zhang Yongcheng, who was listening to their conversation, laughed out loud. He noticed the helpless look in Ye Wen's eyes and quickly held it back.

Ye Wen rolled his eyes, lowered his head to eat and ignored Wang Yan. There was no other way, he couldn't win in a fight, and he didn't even have a chance to retaliate.

After the meal, the three of them drank tea and chatted as usual.

"Brother Quan, it's better to purchase more supplies." Wang Yan took a sip of tea.

Zhou Qingquan asked doubtfully: "Didn't we just do a lot last time? Did something happen again?"

"Nothing happened. I can't tell what's wrong. I always feel like a storm is coming and I feel uneasy." Wang Yan sighed, and then asked Ye who was puffing away comfortably next to him: "Brother Q, why don't you also use the things at home that you don't need?"

Take out the money and be prepared for any trouble."

Neither of them had any objections. Wang Yan's vision was undeniable and he had always been very accurate.

Less than a year later, Wang Yan became more and more urgent. In addition to writing daily letters to Gong Er to entertain himself, he also recruited people for training, hoarded supplies, and organized small-scale military training northward in turn to wait for changes.

In 1937, the incident broke out, the world was in an uproar, and the war began. Wang Yan took a detour and headed north.

The train started to move slowly. Wang Yan, wearing a long gown and glasses, was sitting quietly in the corner. He was about to leave customs, and the interrogation was very strict.

At this time, a person was sitting opposite, looking directly at Wang Yan with cold eyes.

You could tell who it was just by looking at his face. Wang Yan stared at him and said calmly: "Any advice?"

"I want to compete."

"There will be a chance, can you help me?" Wang Yan looked behind him and said softly.

Xianxiantian said one word at a time: "I'll wait." After saying that, he stood up and left.

Several Japanese soldiers holding guns saw his back and shouted: "There he is." They rushed over. Attracted by the sound, more people came and ran over there.

Wang Yan shook his head. What a shame. He was being hunted and he was so interested in competing.

After arriving at Fengtian without any danger, Wang Yan quietly entered the Gong family mansion and entered Gong Baosen's study.

As soon as he entered, he saw Gong Baosen's sharp eyes staring at him. When he realized it was him, he smiled slightly, relaxed and said, "You came here without saying a word."

"The situation is not good, Palace Master, we can't delay it any longer. Now millions of people in the Shanghai stock market have become one pot of porridge, and the ambition of the little Japanese wolf is obvious. Now in this situation, if I can sort things out, little Japan

I won’t worry about it anymore.” Wang Yan did not answer, but sighed and said, “Master Palace, let’s go, there is more room for maneuver over there.”

"You're already this old, why are you leaving?" Gong Baosen said, "I'll forget it, you can take Ruomei with you."

Wang Yan said helplessly: "Can she rest assured, Palace Master?"

"I know you want to do something here, and you want to keep the name of the Chinese Warriors Association up. But Palace Master, if you stay here, you will never live. The longer you live, the longer you can stand. And you also

You can bring all those people to my side to expand the team, so why don’t you kill little Japan?”

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Yan quickly said: "Master Gong, when we have children in the future, I plan to name the first boy Gong." Gong Baosen had a son before who died in infancy. This must be his regret.

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Hearing this, Gong Baosen's mood was up and down, and he pondered for a long time and said: "Let me think about it again, think about it again." Gong Baosen waved his hand: "Let's go see Ruomei."

While Gong Baosen was left thinking, Wang Yan climbed over the wall and entered Gong Er's yard, where he saw her sitting in the yard looking up at the stars.

Hearing the noise, Gong Er subconsciously raised his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Who?"

Wang Yan walked out of the darkness: "It's me."

Gong Er put down his hands and took two steps forward in surprise. Then he suddenly remembered that this was inappropriate, stopped and said, "Why are you here?"

"Isn't this a fight? I'm not sure you still have the Palace Master." As he spoke, Wang Yan walked up to Gong Er and said, "Go and persuade the Palace Master, I can't persuade him."

Gong Er said: "You wrote a lot about this matter in your letter. I have already advised you many times."

Looking into Gong Er's eyes, Wang Yan said, "Let's try to persuade him again. I just told the palace master that our first boy will be named Gong."

As a daughter, how could she not know what her father was thinking? Hearing Wang Yan's words, Gong Er was suddenly stunned and looked at Wang Yan in disbelief: "You...are you serious?" Or maybe he said it out loud, Gong Er said.

After reacting, Wang Yan said that he wanted to have a child with her.

"Of course it's true."

Gong Er's face turned red with embarrassment, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Wang Yan: "Who wants to have... a child with you?"

Wang Yan held Gong Er in his arms very naturally and said with a smile: "Of course I'm going to have a baby with you."

Being hugged by Wang Yan, Gong Er's body stiffened, but he quickly reacted and quickly pushed Wang Yan away: "I...I'm going to persuade my father." After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Wang Yan smiled, went into the room and lay down on the kang, and soon fell asleep. He was very nervous and exhausted from the long journey.

Gong Baosen, who was meditating with his eyes closed, was awakened by Gong Er. Looking at her red face, Gong Baosen smiled slightly and said, "Come to persuade me?"

Nodding, Gong Er blushed and said, "Dad, Wang Yan said that the child should be named Gong. Don't you want to see the child?"

"Hey, of course I want to, but..."

"Dad, I know you want to stay here to work. But you can do more by helping Wang Yan." Seeing Gong Baosen's silence, Gong Er acted like a daughter and made the final decision: "I have the final say this time.

That's it. I'll pack up tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow." After saying this, Gong Baosen sighed, turning around and running away.

Returning to the courtyard, Gong Er saw that there was no one in the courtyard, so he walked into the house and woke up Wang Yan, who had just been squinting.

Wang Yan rubbed his face and said, "What should I say?"
To be continued...