Chapter 1 There is no future for the party to rebel

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In the twenty-third year of Qianlong, outside the city of Anxi, a big man hurried along the avenue outside the city, at this time the scorching sun was in the sky, but the big man did not see a little sweat on his forehead, and he took a step lightly, which shows that this person is really extraordinary; Traveled for several miles, a Taoist temple appeared in front, the ancient trees towered to the sky after the view, the weather was magnificent, a plaque in front of the view was written with the four big characters of "Yuxu Taoist Temple", and there were two Taoists standing at the door of the Taoist hall.

Seeing the four big-character men on the gate, he was overjoyed, and he hurried to the door and said a few words to the Taoist who watched the door, and the Taoist led him into the backyard; To the backyard is a scenery again, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, the end is a scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, in the middle of the courtyard is a stone pavilion, the stone table in the stone pavilion sits a young man of about twenty, dressed in a white robe, the face is like a crown of jade, it seems to be a noble son, the left hand holds a volume of "Zhuangzi" slowly flips through, the right hand from time to time to make a few moves, the man at first glance is not impressed, a little deep thought but found that this son seems to be practicing a set of unfathomable kung fu, such as antelope hanging horns are natural, Without a hint of axe chisel, it gives people a feeling of inescapability.

Walking to the stone pavilion, the scholar behind the boy greeted him and whispered a few words to the man, and after sending the man out of the hospital and arranging food and lodging, he returned, his face changed uncertainly, as if he was still thinking about the big news brought by the man; walked to the pavilion and told Childe the news, Childe nodded slightly, as if the news that sounded great had long been in his expectation, "I know, Xinyan, you go down first." ”

After the scholar stepped back, Childe sighed, "Hey, I still can't avoid it; Who do you say is not good to wear, why did you wear it on Chen Jialuo's waste wood? It turned out that this person was Chen Jialuo, the young helmsman of the Red Flower Society, a well-known anti-Qing organization in the rivers and lakes, but now he is already another soul in his body.

Chen Jialuo is also very depressed, didn't he just sleep in the office, how did he wake up and change from a high school political teacher to a character in martial arts novels, and he is the character he hates the most - Chen Jialuo, I think the most hated protagonist when I read martial arts novels is Chen Jialuo, who is alive and dead, pinning all the hopes of anti-Qing on Qianlong, and even did not hesitate to send his favorite girl over, but was brutally yin, and immediately coaxed after being hit, I didn't want to take revenge, so I shrank back in Xinjiang and complained like a little girl, so that tens of thousands of saffrons would be scattered.

When I first came to this world, I was a little excited, man, who doesn't have a martial arts dream, who knows that after getting started, it is not what he imagined at all, his master Tianchi monster Yuan Shixiao is also a top existence in the martial arts, but according to his observation, this old man has not been able to fight anywhere, and he can still fight against the twenty or thirty soldiers, and the one hundred and ten people can only run away, and the martial arts masters who are flying away from the sky and the earth that he watched on TV are completely incomparable!

It's been more than a year since I came to this world, and I practiced martial arts with Yuan Shixiao every day, remembering Chen Jialuo's experience in the novel, I went to get a copy of "Zhuangzi" and pondered it every day, but I almost realized the kung fu of Ku Ding and Niu, this year his martial arts have progressed rapidly, and he has been able to fight with Yuan Shixiao, much stronger than the original Chen Jialuo. But the thought of what was about to happen gave me a headache, judging from what Xin Yan said to himself just now, the leaders of the Red Flower Society are now coming from all over the country, wanting to use the most solemn etiquette in the Jianghu Gang - a thousand miles to take the head of the dragon to welcome him to the throne of the helmsman of the Red Flower Society; But he who is familiar with history books has long seen it clearly, starting from the Yellow Turban, whether it is the White Lotus Sect or the Cannon Party, it is completely unpromising to succeed in rebelling through the sect and the party!

The reason why they want to put themselves in the position of the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society is just to use their relationship with Qianlong to restore the Han people! These people's political thinking is really naΓ―ve, Hongli, this kid is already the emperor, what good can he do if he rebels again? As for the leaders of the Red Flower Society, whether it is the Dustless Dao Chief, Zhao Banshan or the Black and White Impermanence Zhang Camel, it's okay for you to let them cut down people, but the difficult work of formulating a rebellion plan is completely blind.

"Young Master! Sir let you over! Xinyan came in and saluted and said.

"Okay, I'll go over here!" Chen Jialuo put away the books and followed Xin Yan to a big room in the backyard, a huge Go board was carved on the wall of the big house, and an old man dressed as a farmer sat on the kang three zhang away, Chen Jialuo sat up and went to pay homage, "Master, what is the important thing for you to find an apprentice?" ”

It turned out that this old man dressed as a cropper was Chen Jialuo's master Yuan Shixiao, Tianchi Monster Yuan Shixiao looked at Chen Jialuo for a long time with complicated eyes, and sighed slightly, "Get up, come and talk to me about a game, and see if your kung fu has improved recently?" After speaking, without waiting for Chen Jialuo to agree, he picked up a black piece and threw it at the vertical chessboard, and the chess pieces were deeply embedded in the wall of the board with strong wind and embedded in the intersection between the chess lanes.

Hey, you can't get off me, why do you still love to play this with me? Chen Jialuo stood up, walked to the kang and sat down cross-legged, pinched a white piece and threw it over, which was also embedded on the chessboard; The two of them didn't speak, and the chessboard on the opposite wall was soon full of chess pieces. The speed of Yuan Shixiao's casting is getting slower and slower in the middle of the game, and he always has to take a long test before each throwing, Chen Jialuo is very relaxed, Yuan Shixiao immediately followed as soon as he fell, and it was more than 20 hands over, and Yuan Shixiao's big dragon was in danger.

Playing chess with a stinky chess basket is really tortured, after Yuan Shixiao fell again, Chen Jialuo pretended to have insufficient internal strength and threw the chess pieces outside the intersection of the chess lane; Yuan Shixiao smiled when he saw this, "You can't succeed, admit defeat!" ”

"Master's chess strength is outstanding, and the apprentice is willing to bow to the wind!" , Chen Jialuo said with a smile.

"Alright, let's not talk about that!" , Yuan Shixiao was also a little embarrassed, "Xinyan has already told you about the matter just now, right?" What do you think? ”

What can I do? Chen Jialuo touched the braid on the back of his head, as the saying goes, if you wear a chrysanthemum set of electric drills without rebellion, and you are attached to this rebel leader, there is no second choice except rebellion. Chen Jialuo clenched his fists with both hands, "It has been a hundred years since the Tartars entered China, and the Han people have been tortured and have long been miserable; Every time the apprentice touches the braid on his head, he can't sleep at night, and he thinks about restoring his Chinese clothes all the time! This time, I should carry this burden in vain! "New books are uploaded, two changes a day, and I ask for collections and recommendations

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