PS: For the sake of full attendance, first use the novella I just wrote to fill the word count, this chapter is 5000 words, and I will replace it with 6,000 words tomorrow to ensure that everyone will not suffer.

The fifteenth day of the first month of the thirty-second year of Guangxu coincides with the Lantern Festival, which should be the day of the lanterns, in front of the gate of the Guarjia Belle Mansion in the Hutong of Tianjin Wangfu, but there is no bit of the excitement of the New Year's Festival, except for the two big red lanterns hanging listlessly in front of the door, there is almost no difference between weekdays.

Since last September, when the god-damn revolutionary party set off a cannon battle at the Zhimen Gate in the east of Beijing, all the princes with red roofs in Pingjin and Tianjin have been unable to hear the sound of artillery battles, especially those princes and nobles who have been touched by the words "preparing for the constitution", and they are even more silent, like a house sparrow in the winter, who has already shrunk in their nests, and even felt flustered and out of breath when they even took half a step out of the palace gate.

Today, however, it looks a little different.

Early in the morning, a soap with a melon skin hat rushed into the Baylor Mansion with a red lantern, and the threshold of the Baylor Mansion was five inches high.

Rao was like this, he still crawled inside, and shouted loudly:

"Raw! Raw! ”

"What are you shouting?! Who gave birth? I don't know if Lord Belle likes to be quiet! ”

The well-dressed grandmother in the courtyard glanced at the little girl who reported the news, picked up the lantern that had fallen to the ground, blocked his way, and asked:

"Who gave birth? It's worth all the fuss! ”

The little guy straightened his crooked melon skin hat and settled down, and then replied:

"Prince Alcohol has been born, and he is an elder brother!"

Smack!

The lantern in Mama Hehe's hand fell to the ground, but she didn't even look at it, turned around and took a broken step and trotted, and in a few moments ran from the front yard into the inner hall, and her mouth made an ecstatic sound:

"Raw! Raw! Prince Alcohol Fu Jin is born! ”

In less than a tea time, the news of the birth of Prince Alcohol Fujin spread throughout the Guarga Belle Mansion, Guarjia Belle was about to go out to walk the bird with the birdcage, and when he heard the news, the bird stopped walking, and slapped the little slave who was standing in front of the main hall in a daze, and shouted:

"What a stunned! Don't go to the artillery battle yet! ”

"Firecrackers? Aren't you not allowed to let it go? ”

The servant was just in a daze—he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, of average stature, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a low and bulging nose, and not thick or scarred lips, and he had already matured a little in his childishness, and his whole person was like a foal that had just been born, with a kind of jerky vigour.

While he was in a daze, Guerjia Gongzhe, the great beyster of Baylor Mansion, also walked in front of the hall, listened to Amma's instructions, and affectionately pushed the slave and said:

"Chen Zhen, don't go yet! Amma tells you to let it go, and you will let it go! ”

The servant called Chen Zhen came back to his senses at this time, and rushed out of the hall as if flying, muttering in his mouth:

"Put it away, this time, I'll give you the entire New Year's cannon!"

Guerga Belle looked at Chen Zhen's back and said to his son with a smile:

"Gongzhe, go too! The suffocation of the New Year at home is really enough! ”

Gongzhe cheered, followed Chen Zhen's footsteps, and ran out of the hall as if flying.

A smile appeared on the corner of Guarga Belle's mouth, and he touched the short sideburns of his chin, this big shell, although he was sixteen or seventeen years old, still looked like a child, and he only knew how to dance with a knife and a gun with this stupid boy all day long.

But it's okay, it's better to dance with a knife and a gun than to tease a cat and a dog, at least, the ability left by the ancestors can't be lost!

Lord Belle walked into the inner hall quickly - since that incident, he has honestly stayed in his Baylor Mansion, teasing cats and dogs with a few of his concubines, occasionally carrying a birdcage out, and running back in less than a moment or three, for fear that others would know that there is still a Baylor Lord living in Baylor's Mansion.

But now it's different, Prince Alcohol Fujin was born, and this Fujin is none other than his own sister, Su Wan Guerjia-Youlan!

Besides, aside from this relationship, Prince Alcohol is not an ordinary Enfeng King who descends to attack the lord, it is the **** agreed upon by the Eight Banners since Taizu, and more importantly, the current reigning Emperor Guangxu is the son of the previous Prince of Alcohol, Yixun!

The emperor does not have a son and a half daughter now, and it is rumored that if the emperor can no longer give birth to the dragon species, then the prince will be the first son of the current Prince Zaifeng, that is, Pu Yi, who was just born!

Guerga Belle wants to discuss with a few old people in the mansion, Prince Alcohol gave birth to an elder brother, it is not as simple as adding a descendant, it is for the Qing Kingdom to leave a queen!

Entering the inner hall, several housekeepers have been waiting there for a long time, and Lord Belle will definitely discuss such a big matter with everyone. There was no need to tell them, a few people were there early in the morning.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what is the right gift for us to send after Prince Alcohol? Everyone uses their brains, what Western, Oriental, as long as the rare lip service is good, tell me! ”

Lord Belle opened the golden mouth, and a few housekeepers immediately said a word to me, but there was no conclusion between the eagerness, and during the discussion, a small guy rushed in hurriedly - new news came from Beijing City, in order to celebrate the birth of the big Belle Puyi, the alcohol prince Zaifeng, who has always been a good martial artist, decided to hold a martial arts event to celebrate, and the name was set, just called:

Beijing-Tianjin Zhili Martial Arts Conference!

"Martial Arts Conference?"

Gualga Belle and a few old men in charge looked at each other, since Prince Gong Yixun held a martial arts conference because of the Tongzhi rebellion during the Tongzhi period, it has not been more than 30 years since this kind of martial arts event was held, this time the martial arts conference was held again, I am afraid that it is not only to congratulate Da Belle on his birthday, it is estimated that it is also related to those revolutionary parties in the south!

Several housekeepers were silent for a long time, and they didn't dare to interject and talk more, now the revolutionary party is making a lot of trouble, and what kind of recovery society has been set up, and assassination and explosions are carried out everywhere, no one knows whether participating in this congress will cause any trouble!

Guarga Belle looked at the submissive appearance of these old housekeepers in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly - as the eldest son of Rong Lu, Lafayette's confidant, Guarga Belle has his own set of ideas, and he understands very well that this martial arts conference in front of him is not just to find a master, but to draw a salary from the chaotic party on the rivers and lakes!

You must know that there is no first martial arts and no second, the generation of Beijing and Tianjin Zhili, gathered all kinds of martial arts masters from all over the country, these masters gathered in Beijing and Tianjin, not for anything else, just to make a name for themselves, once they became famous, that is the fish leaping dragon gate, and the world knows it in one fell swoop!

However, it is not easy to live in Kyoto, and these heroes come to the capital, but they may not be able to come out immediately. But the poor are rich and martial, and the heroes all have a big belly, so they have no choice but to devote themselves to the rich and noble, do some housekeeping, and protect things.

But in time, if these masters of the rivers and lakes have not been able to find a way out, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not join the revolutionary party like those heroes in the south!

Some time ago, Han Muxia of Xingyi Gate and Du Xinwu of Nature Gate hooked up with the Revolutionary Party, and although the Beijing and Tianjin areas looked calm, they were already undercurrents.

It is the right time for the imperial court to hold this martial arts conference!

However, when it comes to martial arts masters, there is one in his own house, a martial arts master who is famous in Pingjin:

Huo Yuanjia!

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"If you want me to say, in the entire Beijing-Tianjin Zhili, there is no one who is my master's opponent! What kind of spear Li Shuwen, Xingyi Han Muxia, and natural door Du Xinwu, all of them are in vain! As long as my master makes a move, they all have to step aside! ”

Outside the courtyard of Baylor Mansion, a reckless young man with big pigtails was sitting on the steps, foaming at the mouth and proclaiming his master's name to a few small servants, it was none other than Chen Zhen, a young man who had just gone to the door to set off firecrackers.

As soon as he said that he was proud, Xihe, who was in charge of the house, hurriedly walked out, stared at Chen Zhen with his eyes, and asked:

"Where's your master?!"

Chen Zhen was stunned for a moment, shook his head, nodded again, and replied:

"It seems that I went out to buy sugar gourds with Dabeizi just now, and I guess I'll be back soon!"

Xihe anxiously poked his head out and looked out along the alley, but he couldn't see half a figure, and just wanted to tell Chen Zhen to go out to find it, a voice came from behind him:

"Steward Xi, looking for me?"

Xihe hurriedly turned around, behind him was a lean man in his thirties, dressed in a blue robe, standing there with his hands behind his back, his eyes were as black as a deep pool, there seemed to be an infinite suction, anyone who looked at it couldn't help but be attracted by his eyes.

He looked at Xihe motionlessly, Xihe couldn't stand his eyes, his eyes turned out, and he said with a dry smile:

"Master Huo, Lord Belle is invited!"

Huo Yuanjia nodded, glanced at Chen Zhen, Chen Zhen knew that the words just now had been heard by the master, and couldn't help but be a little apprehensive, knowing that the master was most annoyed by the apprentices' bragging, he hurriedly jumped up and shouted: "I'll go find Gongzhe!" In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Huo Yuanjia shook his head, didn't say anything more, followed Steward Xi, and walked to the inner hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Guerjiabel with a smile on his face, discussing something with a few henchmen, and when he saw Master Huo coming in, he immediately stood up, made a short gesture, and greeted him with a smile:

"Master Huo is here!"

Huo Yuanjia also showed a smile on his face, and saluted with his fists: "I've seen Lord Baylor!" ”

Guerga Belle said hello and sat back in his seat, and a few housekeepers next to him moved a chair and let Master Huo sit down, and then began to explain his intentions:

"Master Huo, this time, in order to celebrate the birth of Da Baylor, Prince Alcohol's Mansion held the Beijing-Tianjin Zhili Martial Arts Conference in the capital, what do I mean, our Baylor Mansion will send you to fight, what do you think?"

"Martial Arts Conference?"

Master Huo's face, which had always been indifferent and calm, suddenly showed a flush.

As the saying goes: learn to become a literary and martial artist, and the goods are with the emperor's family.

From south to north, from outside the Saiwai to Guangdong, which martial arts practitioner doesn't want to show his face in front of the court and be noble in front of others? !

However, if you want to be famous, you don't just have to look at your strength, but you also have to look at chance, think back then, gossip grandmaster Dong Haichuan, with high achievements, didn't you have to be a servant in the palace, and stayed until you were in your forties, and then you will meet by chance, become famous, and eventually become a generation of grandmasters!

Now, is it your own chance?

Thinking of this, Master Huo no longer hesitated, Huo Ran got up, threw himself to the ground, and said loudly:

"Thank you Lord Baylor for taking care of you, Huo will definitely do his best to win glory for Baylor Mansion and fight for Baylor Lord!"

Guerjia Belle nodded frequently, looking at the famous martial arts master in front of him, he couldn't help but be secretly proud.

Let your martial arts dominate the world, you don't have to do some housekeeping in my house, let me drive you!

But on the face, Lord Belle didn't show anything, he looked at the martial arts master in his early forties in front of him with a smile, Fang was in the prime of life, with a pleased smile on his face, and said:

"Master Huo, this time I will go to Jingshi, but if there are any requirements, this lord will allow it, Steward Xi, you give Master Huo five hundred taels of silver, and set off on the same day to Jingshi!"

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Huo Yuanjia received the ceremony and walked out of the inner hall, but the feeling of worship in his chest never subsided.

The Beijing-Tianjin Zhili Martial Arts Conference, but it is a rare martial arts era for decades, although he Huo Yuanjia is also a thin and micro name in Beijing and Tianjin, but there are many famous masters here, like the Baji Gate, Taijiquan, Bagua Boxing, Xingyi Gate, each has its own master master, although he is conceited that the Huo family is not weaker than others, and usually has some exchanges with many famous masters, but he has never done it with a real knife or a real gun, who is really a good man, who is a waste of fame, or have to see the real chapter under his hands!

However, this time I went to Jingshi to make a name for myself, and on the other hand, I had to take my disciple Chen Zhen out for a walk to broaden my knowledge.

His disciple Chen Zhen is the son of the nurse in the Baylor Mansion, although he is seventeen years old, but he has lived in the Baylor Mansion for many years, he does not know the sinister world, he is brave and fierce on weekdays, except for the Baylor Lord and the master, there are few in his eyes.

Huo Yuanjia pondered in his heart, carrying a long robe, and as soon as he walked to the backyard, he heard the strong fist wind in the yard and the sound of shouting and cheering. When I entered the door, I saw that there were two young people practicing boxing in the courtyard, one was his disciple Chen Zhen, and the other was the eldest son of Lord Belle, Guerjia Gongzhe.

I saw Chen Zhen wearing a short shirt, with a big black braid coiled behind his head, his legs were fast and floating, going in and out, all the way the Huo family lost his fist and punched extremely elegantly, but another disciple Gongzhe was wearing a splendid horse coat, and made a trip to open the door Baji Boxing, walking like mud, kicking feet no more than knees, and playing extremely fiercely.

The two were fighting to a good place, and when they saw Huo Yuanjia coming in, their faces showed joy at the same time, Gongzhe jumped up, retracted his posture, and walked forward quickly.

"Master, you're here! What do you think of my punching? ”

"Well, Da Beizi has a good punch this time, and he has some skills."

Huo Yuanjia nodded slightly, noncommittal.

"Master Xie's compliment!"

Gongzhe hugged his fists in thanks, but his face couldn't help showing disappointment, Chen Zhen next to him saw this, gently pushed him, looked at the master and said:

"Master, Gongzhe's kung fu is no worse than mine, why don't you teach him Lost Trace Boxing?"

Huo Yuanjia didn't answer, pointed at Chen Zhen, and said, "Follow me." ”

Chen Zhen was helpless, so he had to follow Huo Yuanjia out, and as he walked, he turned around and winked at Gongzhe, Gongzhe couldn't help laughing, and muttered in his mouth, "This guy!" But he was no longer angry.

Huo Yuanjia led Chen Zhen to a secluded place, calmed down, and said:

"Chen Zhen, do you know, why didn't I teach Huo Jiaquan to Gongzhe?"

Chen Zhen was stunned, but although he was reckless, his brain was not stupid, and he replied: "Because Gongzhe is a Manchurian?" ”

"Not bad!" Huo Yuanjia's tone gradually became more and more severe, "There is a difference between Manchu and Han, my Huo family's Lost Trace Fist was originally only passed on to the same clan, and in recent years, I have made an exception to pass it on to a foreign surname, which is no longer necessary, and it is impossible to pass it on to a foreign clan!" Now that you are older, I will only remind you once of this, and in the future, you will intercede with the teacher because of this, and don't blame my family law for serving! ”

Chen Zhen stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to say any more, but he muttered to himself in his heart:

They are all people, what are the Manchurian Han people, is it possible that the Manchurians have more eyes?

Huo Yuanjia looked at Chen Zhen's expression and knew that he wouldn't be able to listen for a while, so he sighed and said:

"Let's go back! Pack up your things and follow me to the capital tomorrow. ”

Chen Zhen planned to go back to Gongzhe to continue practicing martial arts, but when he heard this, he jumped up, grabbed Huo Yuanjia's sleeve tightly, and asked eagerly: "Master, really?" ”

"Nonsense!"

Huo Yuanjia didn't pay attention to it anymore, turned around and left-going to the capital tomorrow, the luggage must be prepared in advance. Chen Zhen ran back to the backyard in a few arrow steps, and shouted happily to Gongzhe, who was struggling in front of the grinding plate:

"Gongzhe, I'm going to Jingshi tomorrow!"

"Who's going to Jingshi?"

Gongzhe didn't reply, but a crisp and delicate voice came from outside the courtyard gate, and then, a little girl with pigtails and bright eyes and bright teeth walked in, but it was the eldest daughter of Lord Belle and the younger sister of Gongzhe, Guerjanenzhe arrived.

As soon as Chen Zhen saw Nen Zhe come in, his eyes suddenly lit up, his black face suddenly swelled red, and he said hesitantly:

"Nenzhe, are you here? Didn't you go to school today? ”

"I didn't go, Mr. Chen of the Nüshu said today that Prince Alcohol gave birth to a child, and the whole world celebrated, and he had a half-day holiday. By the way, Chen Zhen, you said you were going to Jingshi, is it really fake? ”

Nen Zhe's eyes widened, and a curious look appeared on his face.

Chen Zhen was just about to speak, but Gongzhe also put down the stone hammer in his hand, walked over, and replied to his sister instead of Chen Zhen:

"Really. I heard Ama say that Master Jing is going to hold a martial arts conference, and Master Huo will take Chen Zhen over. ”

When Chen Zhen heard Gongzhe's answer, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he asked:

"You already knew?"

"It's not that I know, it's that I guessed. In this martial arts conference, if Ama doesn't send Master Huo, who else can he send? If Master Huo doesn't take you, who else can he lead? You fool can't guess. ”

Gongzhe smiled, pulled his sister over again, and whispered:

"Nen Zhe, come here, my brother will whisper to you, but don't be heard by Chen Zhen."

Nen Zhe smiled, took a brisk step, and ran to the corner with Gongzhe, leaving Chen Zhen alone, standing in place in a daze....... I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~