"Eat quickly, or when you get hungry at night, don't let me buy you any more food." On the train to the capital, He Shan was coaxing a child opposite him to eat.

"Sir, I really can't eat anymore, I've eaten my fourth meal today, and I really can't eat anymore." The little one lifted his shirt and proved that he was not lying with his round belly.

He Shan puffed out his cheeks to see that the child really couldn't eat anymore, so he used a fork to put his steak on his plate.

This child was one of the students in the Tongwenguan, and the other students were escorted home by the government and Huang Feihong early because the province they lived in was relatively close, and he was the only one left waiting.

Huang Feihong originally wanted to take him back to Baozhilin to live temporarily, and then take him home with him when he went north to visit his father. However, this matter was taken over by He Shan, who had been disturbing Bao Zhilin for a long time.

The reason is that He Shan doubted that the plot of the third part, the Lion King Competition, would unfold in the capital, and he was afraid that his "excuse" for living in Bao Zhilin would be revealed, so he had this matter of sending the child back to Beijing by train.

The child's name is Ziwen, he is very sensible and obedient on the road, except for not daring to go to the toilet alone at night, and he has to work to the point of annoyance, he basically reads quietly by himself and never disturbs others.

As soon as He Shan got on the train, he often looked at Ziwen with strange eyes, and the reason was because of this childish Zhao!

The surname is Zhao, it won't be so coincidental, it can't be Zhao Tianba's child, right?

This question has been pressing on He Shan's heart, and the direct train arrived in the capital, sent Ziwen home, and disappeared after meeting his parents.

The capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, is at the root of the imperial city.

He Shan has seen a lot of pictures of the Forbidden City in textbooks and on TV, but he can really touch the ten-meter-high city wall to find its grandeur.

At this time, the Qing Dynasty, which had just opened the Westernization Movement, still had a breath of relief, and the Aixin Jueluo family still lived in the Forbidden City. So he didn't bother the last bit of dignity of the last royal family, so he changed his route to Bagua Ridge to unlock the title of a hero and climb the Great Wall.

After climbing the Great Wall, he went to the Old Summer Palace, which would be burned down in a few years, leaving only the ruins of the wall.

Potstickers, roast duck, shabu mutton, doornail meatloaf, and rock sugar gourd did not escape He Shan's mouth.

After visiting the capital for three days, He Shan came to the Guangdong Hall located at the Desheng Gate of the Second Ring Road. The difference is that this time he is no longer giving pork and fruits, but ginseng antiques.

He Shan's reasons are similar to Bao Zhilin's, and it just so happens that Huang Qiying's attitude is also the same as Huang Feihong, worthy of the two fathers and sons, who both want him to live in the hall for a while and entertain him.

In fact, the guild hall was provided to merchants from this province to live, so that they could organize business and trade, and He Shan's residence here was not excessive. So I simply paid some membership fees and became one of the members of the association.

During the time he lived in the capital, He Shan would go out every day to see around, and the way to travel was by a bicycle. Please don't underestimate this bike. In the 19th century, especially in this day and age, it was a rarity. Riding out is almost like driving a Bugatti, and pedestrians on the road have to pay attention.

The car was given to him by Huang Qiying when he bought steam mechanism medicine with a foreigner. But Huang Qiying knows how to ride a bicycle, he saw He Shan going out early and returning late every day, so he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and transferred the car to He Shan to facilitate his travel.

Huang Qiying doesn't know if it's because people are old and have lost their temper. Anyway, He Shan looks at him all day long with a smile on his face, and he is kind to everyone, without the unsmiling when he first saw him on the Fugui, like an enthusiastic grandfather next door.

"Come, He Shan, let's practice our hands!" Huang Qiying saw that He Shan didn't do anything today, so he wanted to learn on a whim.

"Master Huang, you seem to be in a good mood today?" He Shan sat on the stone pier in the alley and smoked, and when he saw Huang Qiying smiling differently than usual, he teased.

Huang Qiying laughed and said: "Feihong has sent a letter, saying that he wants to come to the capital to see me, the letter was written at the beginning of the month, and I estimate that he will return today." ”

It turns out that this is the case, which means that the day of the Lion King Contest is coming. He Shan snuffed out the cigarette butt and stood up and clenched his fists. "Come on, I'll accompany you to practice and move your muscles."

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"Oh no, Mr. He, Mr. He, He ......" The little brother who was doing chores in the museum gasped and knocked on the door of He Shan's room.

He Shan, who was really meditating in bed, didn't open his eyes, so he taught: "I'm fine, I have something to say, don't worry." ”

The miscellaneous little brother said anxiously: "More than a dozen people came from outside to kick the gym, and they all fought with the brothers!" "Hit

He Shan opened his eyes, waited for three days, and finally waited for someone to come.

The guild hall was kicked as a martial arts hall, and Zhao Tianba can't be blamed for this. As long as there is a Huang Qiying living in the hall, although he did not officially accept apprentices, he came to the capital to open a pharmaceutical factory to do business, but the martial arts atmosphere in the hall was brought by him, especially those lion heads, the huge hall is almost out of place, although the lion head can be used as a commodity to buy and sell, but it is still too eye-catching, and it is impossible not to attract the attention of peers.

"Stop!" He Shan dared to go to the lobby of the main entrance of the hall, and saw Huang Qiying holding his baby black lion head, fighting with Ghost Foot Seven, and seeing that he was about to lose, he rushed to relieve him.

"Take all the face and leave, otherwise someone will give you a good look later." He Shan protected Huang Qiying behind him and warned.

Zhao Tianba didn't buy it, "Hmph, the general of the defeated army, his tone is still so big, Ghost Foot Seven, help me teach him a lesson." ”

"Yes, Master!" Ghost Foot Seven immediately rolled forward after receiving the order, quickly came to He Shan, and kicked a sharp kick at an incredible angle.

"He Shan, be careful, this guy is very powerful......" Huang Qiying was pushed away by He Shan before he finished reminding him. Then he countered with his kick, and although his move was slow, it was faster than Ghost Foot Seven's foot. He aims for the knee of the Devil's Foot Seven!

So fast! Ghost Foot Seven's body leaned back in time, and then slapped the ground with his palm to unload the force, and collected the foot that should have been kicked off.

"Drink! Drink! Drink! Ghost Foot Seven quickly regrouped, and when he jumped in the air, he easily put forward a chain leg.

He Shan erected his elbows, took the chain leg of Ghost Foot Seven, and from the strength he felt in his elbows, he got an idea of his strength.

"The leg skills of Ghost Foot Seven are probably not under Huang Feihong, it is not a traditional martial arts routine, and the kung fu of Ghost Foot Seven is completely wild. There is no discipline at all, interesting, interesting! He Shan's appetite was whetted by Ghost Foot Seven.

Zama opened the rack, his hands were ten, and his palms became claws. Although He Shan often released water when he was learning from Huang Qiying, which made the old man happy, he was not at all vague about learning tricks.

But when He Shangang wanted to win the Ghost Foot Seven, he suddenly had Huang Feihong in his mind.

"After all, Devilfoot Seven will become his apprentice in the future, and now that he is intervening like this, can Devilfoot Seven still become his apprentice?" Thinking of this, He Shan withdrew his merits. In the strange eyes of everyone, he took out a cigarette and a lighter.

Zhao Tianba pulled his throat and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Why, it turns out to be a virtual appearance, and it is useless, ahahaha."

Break the hall, let's go! ”

"You're right, if you continue to fight, the loss of the guild hall will only get worse." Although Huang Qiying didn't know why He Shan didn't fight, she still stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, agreeing with his approach.

He saw that He Shan looked at the door and didn't speak, so he continued: "We people who practice martial arts, because we are brave and ruthless, are often regarded as a thorn in the side of the government, you ...... Hey, son, you're here. ”

Huang Feihong, who was in the dust, looked at the lion heads that had been vandalized everywhere in the hall, and asked, "Dad, what happened?" ”

"You should have arrived early, your dad was almost injured by the kicker." He Shanyin and Yang interjected first. This time, he was very unhappy, and his martial arts addiction was hanged.

"What?" Huang Feihong must have been happy to see He Shan also in the guild hall, but as soon as he heard what happened to his father just now, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. But he was quickly restrained, and he said nervously: "Dad, you're fine, where are you hurt." Let me see. ”

He Shan turned around and talked about the old days with father and son, father and son filial piety, this picture is the most disgusting picture, there is absolutely no one!

"He Shan, you are also here!" The thirteenth aunt who entered the museum from the back was very surprised to see He Shan.