Outsiders in Hongbin Tower were bustling with people, and guests in the building exchanged cups.
After the guests drank tea and light wine, they chatted endlessly about the breeze. Occasionally, someone mentioned that an earth dragon had appeared on Manting Peak recently, which inevitably led to Qi people planning to move from Chong'an County.
The luggage of Yan's father and daughter and Yuan Ziyi had been packed at this time. Several pairs of clothes and a box of soft clothes were all their belongings as they traveled around the world. Master Luo claimed that he had been getting along well with Yan's father in recent days, and he was very diligent in purchasing some.
The local specialty Dragon and Phoenix Tea was given to them as a gift when they returned to Guangdong Province to get married.
"Master Luo, why are you so generous today?"
Jiang Wen looked at this man in surprise. He usually wanted to deprive the martial arts disciples of their meals. Could it be that he was being coerced by force?
Master Luo, who was smiling with a smile on his face, wrinkled his face and whispered in embarrassment: "These two girls came to the martial arts hall and kicked away two waves of people who were kicking the gym. I would like to invite her to sit here from time to time in the future."
You have to build a good relationship with the hotel..."
Let Yuan Ziyi, a professional kickboxing player, deal with the people who come to kickboxing. It is a professional match.
What Master Luo had no shame in detailing was that the days when Yan Wing Chun and Yuan Ziyi stayed at the martial arts school were the days when he felt most secure.
He no longer has to worry about someone punching or kicking him and he will have a bruised nose and face. He has to applaud him according to the rules of the world and obediently offer him wine, meat and silver to send him off.
The rules of the rivers and lakes are all about face. If you eat meat, you will be beaten. The more famous you are, the more ruthless your opponents will be. No one can avoid this - so Jiang Wen recruited four stone lions for the Wuyi sect in advance.
Yuan Ziyi smiled softly, and the dimple on the left cheek dimpled slightly. He picked up the wine glass and said to Master Luo: "It's not worth mentioning for a small effort. If my sister comes to stay at the Guiwu Hall in the future, please don't dislike it, Master Luo."
Since the three of them were about to go on a long journey, they only ordered tea today. Master Luo was flattered and returned the favor, and drank it all in one gulp without changing his expression or breathing.
"That's enough, that's enough. Miss Ziyi, please stop making trouble with Master Luo. When the time comes, you can come stay with me in the Wuyi sect."
What does it mean to act righteously?
If it was Yan Yongchun, he would seem to be someone who would help out of repayment, but the Yuan Ziyi whom Jiang Wen knew was not a chivalrous person. According to his malicious speculation, he most likely wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger at being injured in a surprise attack that day.
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When Yuan Ziyi heard Jiang Wen's words, she simply didn't even have to be polite. She stroked her hair and said slowly: "The noble school has carved beams and painted buildings, red couplets and squares. Ziyi is just a cold-blooded woman, so I won't bother you."
After speaking, he shook a few iron badges in his hand and looked at Jiang Wen provocatively.
Yan Yongchun planned to stop Yuan Ziyi, and reached out to grab the token from Yuan Ziyi's hand, but when he was about to take action, he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he handed over his hand with a slight blush and said.
"Headmaster Jiang...when my father and I come back from Guangdong, we will definitely pay a visit to Dawang Peak. Well, I hope you can give me some advice then."
Yan Wing Chun still deeply regrets not being able to learn the Tianshan plum-breaking technique.
Now that Jiang Wen has regained his first power, he has gained a little more confidence. He is also very moved by this martial arts crazy girl and has no choice but to promise her to have a good discussion next time they meet.
"Master Jiang, you can't just be partial to Sister Yan."
Yuan Ziyi rolled his eyes and said immediately, "You have to teach me a decent martial arts, right?"
Yan Yongchun's face turned red and he wanted to cover her mouth. Yan's father stood beside him with a look of comfort, but Jiang Wen's face was impenetrable to a knife, and he waved his hands to shoo her away like flies.
"Don't make trouble. The Golden Dragon Whip Technique didn't hurt, right? If you still want to learn martial arts, you should join the Wuyi Sect first. At present, the number of disciples in our sect is full, and even the positions of stone lions have been filled. Maybe you, girl, can only say:
Now I have a job as a sweeper."
"snort!"
When Yuan Ziyi heard Wu Ming's anger rising, she simply folded her arms and turned her head to ignore Jiang Wen.
"Miss Yan, did you go to Guangdong to seek refuge? Nowadays, there are wars and wars everywhere. It may be dangerous to walk rashly."
Jiang Wen said kindly.
"Father said that there are still a few relatives in Guangzhou who might be able to join him."
Yan Yongchun glanced at his father and said softly: "It's okay if it doesn't work. There are rumors in the world that Southern Shaolin is raising its flag to rebuild the Great Buddha Temple in Guangzhou. With the Shaolin roots of my master and father, I can always find a place to stay."
Jiang Wen asked in surprise: "Southern Shaolin went to Guangzhou to cause trouble? Hong Xiguan and the others are so brave?"
Last month in the Wuyi Mountains, Tiandi Hui Chen Jinnan and the imperial convict Hong Xiguan joined forces to delay the destruction of the Qing Dynasty's three-pronged army. They had long been paid attention to with hatred. At this time, the high-profile action was like hanging a longevity star.
Yan Yongchun shook his head: "It's not Senior Brother Hong Xiguan. Although I also admire what he has done, it is the two famous figures in Southern Shaolin who set the banner in the Guangzhou Grand Buddha Temple, Zen Master Zhishan and Master Sande."
"There's no need for admiration or anything like that."
Jiang Wen picked up the tea bowl and took a sip unnaturally, "Miss Yan, you beat his biological son every two days. No matter how much you admire him, he will never give you a good look - even though he himself doesn't have a good look."
"We are just competing in martial arts. Although it is true that the big one bullies the small ones, but...but..."
Yan Yongchun became embarrassed instantly.
As long as she is not competing in the martial arts field, she is just like an ordinary girl from a private family, and she does not have the confidence and pride of a heroine at all.
In response, Hong Wending sat with an expressionless face, as if he were a master.
"It doesn't matter, Master Yan, you don't need to take it to heart."
Jiang Wen couldn't help but cursed, what kind of genetic gene did Hong Xiguan have? Why did the father and son look like they were copied and pasted? Could it be due to mitosis!?
"Wait a minute, Zen Master Zhishan also appeared in Guangzhou? Shouldn't he have died in the burning of Southern Shaolin?"
Jiang Wen suddenly realized something was wrong.
With Ma Ning'er's deep-seated hatred for the Supreme Monk of Southern Shaolin, there was no reason to let him go, and she even proudly boasted to Hong Xiguan that being kind and soft-handed was an honorable rule, and villains did not have to abide by it.
Father Yan also said with some uncertainty: "I have also heard this rumor. It is probably false news deliberately spread by the Tatars. Master Sande is the teacher of the disciples of the Thirty-sixth Household layman, and he deliberately fabricated the story that the Supreme Master survived.
Stories, on the contrary, tend to lose one’s own momentum.”
Jiang Wen was doubtful about this. He saw that Yan Yongchun was also about to speak, but in the end he remained silent.
"Although Shang Kexi, who occupied Guangzhou, was ruthless and killed countless people, he also begged the Qing court to return to Liaodong many times. In recent years, he has deliberately allowed the situation in Guangdong to corrupt in order to escape from the chaos..."
Jiang Wen pondered for a moment, and then told Hong Xiguan and Chen Jinnan the situation they had analyzed, "Now that Southern Shaolin has gathered in Guangzhou again, it should be fine for you to go under the muddy water. You just need to pay more attention to hiding your identity."
After saying that, he asked for paper and pen from the store, wrote a brief letter in crooked handwriting, put it in an envelope and wrote a big Chinese character "江", and then handed it into Yan's father's hands.
"Uncle Yan, I have an old friend who is doing business in Guangzhou. If you have any needs, you can ask him. This person will definitely not refuse."
"Master, do you have acquaintances in Guangzhou?"
This time, even Ningdie and Wen Ding looked over in surprise.
"You are a teacher who also travels around the world. What's wrong with having two friends?"
Jiang Wen waved his hands indifferently and said: "You actually know him too. This person is best at deceiving others with his virtues. Last month he went to Guangzhou to avoid trouble and do business. I even persuaded him to change his name to Thunder Tiger..."
Yuan Ziyi pretended to be casual and said: "Master Jiang, since you have such a wide range of friends, why not go south with us so that you can visit relatives and friends!"
But Jiang Wen was not moved at all, and even turned a blind eye to the expectant looks of the two heroines.
"No need, no need. Mr. Jiang has been very sensitive to worldly affairs recently. As the saying goes, don't let waiting become a regret. I decided to train several disciples on the peak to avoid feeling guilty in the future."
Yuan Ziyi rolled his eyes and stood up.
"Hmph, don't regret it."
Jiang Wen stood up and responded.
"If you say you won't leave, you won't leave. A true man keeps his word."