When the news spread back to the courtyard, all the neighbors were shocked. Who would have thought that the gentle Fei Jingting could enter the ring and beat a Japanese to death?
Others just marvel at it and treat it as a conversation piece after dinner. Zhang Hu is different, she is thrilling!
Good guy, I used to take advantage of Fei Jingting. I just thought he was a young man with a tender face. Later he became a teacher and wrote a novel. Zhang Hu was just a little surprised. This time I heard that Fei Jingting was fighting in the ring.
The Japanese were dead, but she was frightened!
Thanks to Fei Jingting's good temper, if she had gone too far and really annoyed Fei Jingting, she might have been reunited with her son with a punch!
Mrs. Zhang Hu immediately pulled Bendou over and warned carefully: "Whenever you meet next name...well, when you meet Uncle Fei, don't be rude. You have to take the initiative to say hello. Do you hear me?"
"Grandma, why?"
"Your Uncle Fei is very fierce! Are the Japanese crazy? I will be beaten to death by your Uncle Fei in the ring today! If you are rude and he slaps you, you will not survive!"
Bendou was frightened, shrank his neck and said, "I know, grandma, I will definitely be polite to Uncle Fei in the future."
Zhang Hu didn't think about what effect such words would have on children. Bendou turned around and ran out to tell his friends. Fei Jingting's evil reputation immediately spread throughout the streets and alleys, which temporarily stopped the children from crying at night.
Later, Mrs. Zhang Hu gave Bendou a good beating, but that was another story.
On the other side, Guan Xiyi saw Fei Jingting rushing away, her heart was torn, she bit her lip, and finally turned into a sigh.
She always gave Fu Yunzhao some favors these days, and the relationship got better as time passed, and she also learned that Fei Jingting really wanted to practice Taoism and become an immortal.
Although Fu Yunzhao was young, she could sense Guan Xiyi's sincerity towards her, so she not only talked a lot, but also demonstrated a lot of Taoism.
Guan Xiyi sacrificed her face and asked the little girl to teach her how to practice Taoism. The little girl did not hide her secrets and taught her all the Kun Dao Fetal Breathing Techniques she had learned. Unfortunately, Guan Xiyi did not see any improvement in her menstruation practice.
Thinking that she and Fei Jingting were drifting apart, Guan Xiyi's heart ached. Could she just let things go on like this?
With complicated thoughts on her mind, when she looked up again, Guan Xiyi found that she had returned to the cloth village without even realizing it.
Business has slowed down recently, but has finally returned to normal. Shunzi is cleaning the shop, and Mrs. Liu is cutting clothes leisurely.
"Hey, my boss is back?"
"Yes." With a faint response, Guan Xiyi turned and walked towards the stairs: "I'm tired, go up and rest for a while, call me if you need anything."
"Hey, that's good."
Guan Xiyi went up the stairs, entered her room, and dug out a secret book that looked like graffiti from under her pillow. She looked through it for a long time, took a deep breath, and frowned: "Cultivation, cultivation...how should I cultivate?"
Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and Tao and Dharma have heaven and earth.
During these days, Guan Xiyi deliberately made friends with Fu Yunzhao, but she got the practice method of fetal breath method from the little girl. The problem was that she practiced according to the method every day, but got nothing.
Cultivating Taoism pays attention to the Dharma of the wealthy couple, but before that, it pays more attention to the bones and the character of the mind. Not to mention other things, Guan Xiyi can't get through just the bones. In addition, she has an impatient temper, how can she practice Taoism?
Not to mention her, there are countless people in this world with good minds and good natures, but in the end, they have no chance to step into the threshold of monasticism because the world and the world are cut off.
Guan Xiyi sat upright on the show bed angrily, repeatedly looking at the secret book that looked like graffiti. For a long time, she forced herself to calm down, with her heart in the sky, and began to try the Fetal Breathing Method again.
Japanese Concession Consulate.
Counselor Nakamura walked into the office with a dark face and saluted without saying a word.
Shigeru Yoshida, who was packing his things, paused and asked, "Did that guy Mizuno lose?"
"Hayi."
"That guy Mizuno is really unreliable. I'll just go back and find a few experts in the concession and win him back."
Nakamura couldn't help but said: "Your Excellency, Mizuno used a sword while the opponent was using his bare hands. As a result, Mizuno was killed by Fei Jingting with one move."
"Nani?"
"Not only that, Kenta-kun of the Kurosaki family also got into the ring to compete with him, but he was severely teased by Fei Jingting."
"Kurosaki Kenta...is he the martial arts fanatic from the Kurosaki family?" Yoshida Shigeru asked.
"Ha Yi, that's him."
Yoshida Shigeru frowned: "Didn't you say that Fei Jingting is just a teacher who writes novels? How can he be so powerful?"
The Kurosaki family is quite powerful in Japan's military circles, and their family is a Chinese family that has been passed down for a long time. Kurosaki Kenta was born in the Kurosaki family. Instead of joining the army, he became obsessed with martial arts. This became a joke among Japan's upper class society.
Although it was a joke, no one dared to underestimate Kenta Kurosaki's martial arts. Since this guy learned Tang Hand in Ryukyu, he has picked up several jujitsu masters in succession, and he has become quite popular for a while.
Such a master of martial arts was played like a child by a middle school teacher who wrote a novel... It seems that this guy named Fei Jingting is very strong in martial arts... What a trouble!
Shigeru Yoshida was a little distressed. He had just compiled a report on his thoughts during the day and sent it to Tokyo by cable. As a result, he was told that Mizuno was dead and even Kurosaki had been defeated. How could he step down?
He pondered and asked: "Do we have more powerful masters in the concession?"
Nakamura thought for a while and said: "Sir, I'm afraid there are none. But... there are many martial arts masters in the army."
"Hmm... Do you have to deal with those horse manure? It's really distressing."
But then I thought about it, those horses in the Army are not very smart, so they just used the provocation method to send people to fight Fei Jingting. At that time, it will not be the matter of Consul General Yoshida Shigeru, but the Army and the Chinese martial arts community.
of grievances.
"Make an appointment for me. I want to visit the garrison."
"Ha Yi, sir, I'll go and do it right away."
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No one knows how much trouble Yoshida Shigeru's attempt to divert trouble will cause, and the center of the trouble, Fei Jingting, is eating and drinking with the little girl Fu Yunzhao at the Lishunde Hotel.
Yang Jinglin took out his wallet and went down to the first floor of the Lishunde Hotel. On this floor, there was a Western-style cold meal, which was available on demand. It looked no different from the buffets of later generations.
Nominally Yang Jinglin was here to celebrate Fei Jingting's victory over the Japanese, but among everyone present, except for Yang Jinglin and Bai Zhenyong, Fei Jingting didn't know anyone.
On the entire first floor, celebrities gathered, either wealthy local businessmen in Jinmen or various Northern figures.
Yang Jinglin respected Fei Jingting very much and introduced him to everyone. Everyone gave Yang Jinglin a lot of face and praised him in public. After that, he did whatever he wanted to do. They just thought that Fei Jingting was a martial artist praised by Yang Jinglin, the big moneymaker.
Descendants.
As for the real host and guest of this banquet, Governor Cao of Zhili was like a star holding the moon, surrounded by a large circle of people, chatting and laughing, it was quite a scene.
Fei Jingting was so happy that he took the little girl to eat and stuff himself.
"Bah, this thing is not as delicious as what is cooked in the restaurant at home!" The little girl threw the prawn aside angrily, pouting in displeasure.
It's a Western-style buffet. The presentation is beautiful. As for the taste...the Western food these days has not been improved by the Chinese, so the taste can be imagined.
Youdao is where the soil and water support the people, and a place will naturally have its own special food. Fei Jingting once traveled around Europe and found authentic German pig's trotters, and later tried Spanish seafood.
The taste of the rice... is really hard to describe.
So except for a few exceptions, if a foreigner praises Chinese food, and this person is a grandma, don’t think about it, this person must have come to China to have a meal; and if on the other hand, if a Chinese person praises that the food of a certain country is better than that of China
If you eat, there is either something wrong with your butt, or you should check to see if there is something wrong with your taste buds.
"It doesn't taste good and I don't see you eating less, huh? You drink less. If you drink too much, you'll go crazy."
Fu Yunzhao took a big sip of champagne, smacked his lips and said, "This wine tastes almost like rice wine. Don't worry, I won't get drunk."
Fei Jingting stopped trying to persuade him, listened to the melodious violin, and glanced at the well-dressed so-called celebrities in the hall. This group was singing and dancing, as if the world was at peace outside.
Governor Cao talked to everyone for a long time. Yang Jinglin whispered a few words in his ear, and then Governor Cao looked at Fei Jingting, who was away from the crowd.
He was holding a wine glass, wearing a marshal's uniform, smiling and apologizing to the left and right, and then striding towards Fei Jingting.
Yang Jinglin took half a step back and followed closely.
Still far away, Governor Cao smiled heartily and said, "Mr. Fei, I have heard of your name for a long time."
Fei Jingting calmly clasped his fists and said, "Administrator Cao."
"You're welcome... I heard that Mr. Fei showed off his extraordinary power today and killed a provocative ronin with one punch. That's really impressive."
"Administrator Cao is so complimentary. Small tricks are not worth mentioning."
"Haha, Mr. Fei, Director Yang has mentioned it many times in front of me, saying that Mr. Fei has the power to reach heaven and earth. I wonder...can Mr. Fei give me some advice in person?"
What advice can you give me? Is this Governor Cao treating himself as a fortune teller?
Practicing the Third Eye Technique and condensing his soul greatly improved Fei Jingting's memory, and he recalled a lot of knowledge from textbooks. For example, he knew that Governor Cao was not a good person, and he could still struggle for several years, but later he was unwilling to give up.
I became an apartment owner unwillingly.
It's better not to offend someone if you live under their noses.
Say nice things, Fei Jingting is good at this.
So he said: "I'm in trouble with Governor Cao. The Governor is in charge of one side and has a strong army to protect the country and the people. Where can I give you advice?"
It was obvious that just talking in clichés couldn't pass the test, so Fei Jingting added: "But I think Governor Cao is a hero, so it's not impossible to go one step further."
These words scratched the itch of Governor Cao. There was a precedent of President Yuan Da, who was also a military leader. How could Governor Cao tolerate a gesticulating mother-in-law above him?
The current President Xu was promoted to the position of president by Duan and Feng after the death of President Yuan.
The President of Syria is very thoughtful, but he has neither troops nor money, so how can he give instructions to mobilize these military leaders in Beiyang?
(It will be released on Friday. I will update it in the next few days, and I will update it on Friday~)