The little monk shook off the officer with a palm, and the onlookers immediately let out an earth-shattering cheer, and the officer lost face and became angry, and suddenly pulled out the single knife on his waist.

On the corner of the high platform stood a brocade guard wearing a flying fish suit, and immediately shouted: "Lord Baihu, according to the rules, you are not allowed to use weapons..."

As if he hadn't heard it, the officer jumped over and slashed at the top of the little monk's head, but the little monk hurriedly turned sideways and got out of the way, shouting: "My lord, if you cut me again, you can fight back!"

The officer did not speak, but turned his sword on its side and pushed it with his left hand, and slashed sideways with a single sword.

Said that the time was slow, then the time was fast, and it was just a blink of an effort The blade reached the side of the little monk, and seeing that he couldn't hide no matter what, the audience let out an exclamation.

I saw that the little monk's body fell back suddenly, his upper body was kept straight from the knee up, and his two feet seemed to be nailed to the table.

Seeing such a stunt, the people in the audience cheered and cheered, and the officer was also shocked, and he immediately slashed back with a single sword.

I saw the little monk on the stage with one hand, and his right foot flew up and kicked on the officer's stomach, this time with great force, the officer fell seven or eight steps, sat down on the ground with a pop, and the knife almost didn't hit himself.

The little monk turned over and jumped up to reason with him, but the brocade guard stepped forward to stop him and whispered something, but the little monk didn't insist anymore, but just spat on the ground.

The officer got up and took a single knife and stepped down, and the Jinyi guard said loudly: "Yue Jiangchuan has won three games in a row, and entered the Fusi training camp in Jinyi Weibei Town according to the regulations... Anyone else want to sign up? Anyone...? ”

Fang Zhongyue was born in a scholarly family, and the people he came into contact with since he was a child were all scholars, and today for the first time he saw the characters in the rivers and lakes performing martial arts, he was both surprised and envious, thinking that if he practiced such martial arts, wouldn't he be able to avenge his family?

I thought about it again, my big enemies were Zhu Di and Ji Gang, one was the emperor and the other was the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and they had too many accompanying guards, and I was afraid that such martial arts would not be able to kill them.

Thinking of Ji Gang, I couldn't help but think of that stormy night, Ji Gang chased after him with someone, and watched him kill his mother with one slap and take away his father... Bastard! If you don't take revenge, the more you swear in our side, the more you swear!

Hey! Why is there another Beizhen Fusi, I haven't heard of it before? Fang Zhongyue thought that if he entered the Jinyi Guard, wouldn't he have a chance to get close to Ji Gang! When the time comes, take advantage of it...

Unfortunately, no! I haven't even killed a chicken, how can I go on stage to fight? Not to mention winning three games in a row!

"Yuan Ye...?" Suddenly, someone pushed him.

Fang Zhongyue turned his head to see that it was a male servant who came with him, "Master Yuan, shouldn't we go back, don't be too late to be scolded by Madame." ”

"Oh... Yes, yes, go back. Fang Zhongyue came back to his senses and walked back with the two male servants.

Along the way, I was still wondering where the little monk named Yue Jiangchuan learned martial arts? Can I practice to the same level as him?

"Master Yuan," a manservant asked curiously, "Are you okay?" Why suddenly in a daze. ”

"Oh... It's okay," Fang Zhong said with a sigh of relief, "I was thinking about that little monk just now!" You say how he practiced, so powerful! ”

One of the manservants shook his head and said he didn't know, and the other said, "Eighty percent is a child's skill."

"What is Tong Zi Gong?"

"There are several temples in the world that practice martial arts, the most famous is the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Hebei, where there are many monks who have been monks since childhood, they began to practice martial arts when they were young, and they are not close to women for life, commonly known as Tongzigong."

"Oh..."Fang Zhongyue couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he thought that he was already fourteen years old.

At this time, the three poles on the day, the trading shops on both sides of the road are open one after another, the shouting and shouting one after another, more and more pedestrians on the street are like flowing water, this is the most lively time of the Confucius Temple, the three religions and nine streams converge here.

As I walked, there was a sudden commotion in front of me, and the people in the crowd became taller and shorter, and for a while, I couldn't see what was going on, but I saw that the flow of people suddenly became dense, and they rushed over to this side.

A few steps further, I saw several prisoner carts approaching from the cracks, turning towards a hall on the right; The messenger who escorted the car was wearing grass yellow clothes with a half-foot-wide blue border, which should be a messenger from the Ministry of Rites, and the more Fang Zhongwei knew that this was a criminal who had committed a serious crime and his family had been confiscated as an official prostitute.

Pedestrians stopped to watch, and the road was blocked for a while, and the three of them had to stop.

The courtyard was very large, with a three-story wooden building with eight bays and a new decoration from top to bottom, and four prisoner cars were parked in front of the building, and someone opened the prisoner car and called the people inside to get out.

The women who came down, old and young, were all wearing silk skirts and satin clothes, and they were also family members of the eunuchs before they came, but now they have become prisoners and can only be scolded and scolded.

Four prisoner carts came down twenty women, bustards in the courtyard. The mother took the list from the official of the Ministry of Rites and checked them one by one, and asked them to lead them in.

The more people who don't want to see this kind of tragedy, they just glance at it by chance when they are bored, huh? He suddenly noticed that the profile of one of the prisoners seemed familiar.

"It can't be her...?" Fang Zhongyue was startled in his heart and hurriedly squeezed through the cracks.

But there were too many people, and he was thin and weak, and when he squeezed into the prisoner's car, the prisoners had already arrived at the gate of the hall, and were just about to catch him with an official who had passed by, "Stop, what are you going to do?" ”

"I'm looking for someone...!" Fang Zhongyue struggled forward, but was dragged by death.

That white and chubby bustard. Mother saw it and smiled and said, "Little master, do you like this tune at such a young age?" It's a promising future. ”

Fang Zhongyue glanced at her fiercely, and secretly scolded in his heart that I like your mother's size?

At this time, the woman in the pink dress, who seemed to be familiar, walked to the door of the building and just turned around, and Fang Zhong was more disappointed to find that she was not the person he imagined.

When he was about to retreat, the official cha held on, looked at it and asked, "Who are you?" How do you know those convicts? ”

"Is it okay to see the wrong person?" Fang Zhongyue took out his waist card and scolded angrily: "I'm from the Great Prince's Mansion, what are you pulling me for?"

When the official saw the waist card, he immediately changed his smile to a smile, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, please go..." ”

Fang Zhongyue looked down on this kind of person who tended to be inflammatory, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he only snorted coldly and walked away, waiting for the onlookers to gradually disperse and hurry back to the imperial city.

For the rest of the time, Fang Zhongyue didn't say a word, and his mind was always occupied by a beautiful figure...

His mood was very complicated, gloomy and dazed, and he suddenly felt that the huge world was floating alone, but he was speechless but sighed in his heart: Sister Chu Yan, are you still alive? I don't know if I will ever see you again in this life? When I was sad, the words and phrases that came to my mind unconsciously:

The dream of the world is at the snap of a finger, and the past is as light as smoke.

The song has ended, and it has been a hundred years since the old dream first woke up...

The two manservants were very strange when they saw him sullen, and one of them asked, "Master Yuan, are you worried about learning martial arts?" We have ready-made masters in our house! ”...