Chapter Twenty-Five: The Young Man at the Time (1)
A hurried sound of horses' hooves broke through the autumn dusk, and several members of the Red Flower Society rushed over to open the gate, shouting, "The chief helmsman is back!" ”
Immediately after that, dozens of big men rushed out of the gate, lined up in two rows, and shouted in unison with their fists: "See the chief helmsman!" ”
Yu Wanting, the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society, stood tall on his horse, only nodded, hummed in his nostrils, and rushed into the compound without stopping. Among the group of big men behind him, a small figure is particularly eye-catching. The child looked to be only eight or nine years old, and his delicate little face was a little more delicate than that of the girl. All the way they were, their faces tired, but the boy sat in the saddle and straightened up.
The dust from the horses' hooves rose and rushed to the earthen houses by the roadside with the red of the setting sun. Outside the earthen huts, only one man tall, half of them were built underground, and a narrow hole was cut into the ground to count as a window. When the dust settled, a pair of frightened eyes appeared in the cave.
Yu Wanting pulled the reins, turned over and dismounted, walked over and said with concern: "Luo'er, are you tired?" Uncle carries you down. He stretched out his arm.
The boy shook his head and said, "No. As he spoke, he jumped off the horse, and his body sank slightly, but he stood extremely steady.
Yu Wanting smiled, pulled out a corner of sweat towel, and helped the boy wipe the dust and sweat off his face. The boy was very handsome, with bright eyes, and long, thin eyebrows, as straight as a painting.
Yu Wanting looked at it for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "It's becoming more and more like your mother......"
The boy's eyes flashed slightly, and he avoided it backwards, took the sweat towel on the other, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, uncle, I'll come by myself." ”
His name is Chen Jialuo, and he is the only son of Chen Shiqi, the left deputy capital of this dynasty. Two years ago, Chen Shiqi was intercepted by the Changsheng Sect on his way to Beijing to take up his post, and the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau and the Chen family's martial arts were wiped out, and Chen Shiqi and his wife Xu Chaosheng and his beloved son Chen Jialuo were also captured at the same time.
At that time, Zhao Chuanqing, the head of the Immortal Sect, rejected Xu Chaosheng's exchange for a shocking secret related to the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in exchange for the conditions of his life, but opened another deal. He gave Xu Chaosheng a bottle of tiger and wolf medicine, and then asked her to imitate the affairs of Emperor Xiaowu of the Southern Dynasty, if it could be done, he would let Chen Jialuo go.
In the end, ******** was tortured to death by the members of the Immortal Sect, just as martial arts people usually treat women who fell into their hands many times, but Zhao Chuanqing, as a bystander, left Chen Jialuo's life alone, leaving him to fend for himself in the wilderness.
Chen Jialuo was only eight years old at the time, seriously injured and dying. But he was extremely resolute, and he bit off the thick wooden stake with his teeth and buried the bodies of his parents.
-- If the Immortals wanted to intimidate the local and other Manchu officials after the killing, they would have stabbed the main figures to death on wooden stakes, then cut off the heads of the rest of the people, and hung their heads on ropes between several stakes with the braids on the heads of the deceased.
At the same time, they will also set up two wooden boards, one writing "The murderer Zhao Chuanqing is also", and the other writing "Six Yi inside and outside, the reckless one dies!" ”
Of course, once they leave, they won't know who moved, but as long as they know that this thing has been passive, then the county magistrate who governs this area, the Tongzhi of this prefecture, the prefect, the Taoist platform, etc., and even the governor will become the next target. By the way, those officials, county officials and the like can't run.
Therefore, when they have nothing to do with Zhao Chuanqing, it is obvious how the officials of my Qing Dynasty will behave. Even if it is a bitter master, under the rules of protecting the scene, if he can't bring out a character who is more terrifying than Zhao Chuanqing, he will definitely not be able to go beyond the loyal public servants who prevent the scene from being destroyed like thieves.
Then, Chen Jialuo was a teenager and desperate, but fortunately met his mother's friend Yu Wanting and was taken in by him.
Yu Wanting is a disciple of the twenty-first generation of Tianzi generation under the famous martial arts family Putian Shaolin Temple, and his martial arts are strong. Later, the Chen family was almost wiped out by the Immortal Sect, and Yu Wanting, who knew that he was not an opponent, learned from the pain, begged the abbot to come forward, contacted the heroes of the rivers and lakes, first destroyed the branch of the Immortal Sect in Jiangnan, and intercepted the reinforcements going south, and even knocked out the main altar of the Immortal Sect in Henan all the way, and fought a decisive battle with Zhao Chuanqing, the king of the world, in Fushan.
The battle was extremely tragic, Zhao Chuanqing's martial arts were unparalleled in the world, one rode as a thousand, and faced the strange people and strangers who came to help the Jiangnan martial arts heroes with the strength of one person. Although the Immortal Sect has disappeared since then, the White Dao Heroes have also suffered casualties. Afterwards, only Yu Wanting left alive.
Later, he took Chen Jialuo back to Zhejiang and devoted himself to running the Red Flower Club. In the past two years, the Red Flower Society has been thriving, and there are already signs of the largest gang in the south of the Yangtze River.
Yu Wanting is extremely caring for the son of the deceased, and often takes Chen Jialuo with him to take care of him. Chen Jialuo is also very grateful to his uncle, but it is difficult to accept some acts of care. It felt like I was a little kid who didn't grow up.
The chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club smiled and patted Chen Jialuo's fair little face, "Hungry, right?" Take a break and stew your roe deer in a pot. As he spoke, he picked up Chen Jialuo and walked into the hall.
"Brother Chen......" A milky voice came from the corner of the hall, and a little girl with pigtails leaned against the wall and staggered over. She is Luo Bing, the daughter of the divine sword Luo Yuantong, who is five years old. Divine Sword Luo Yuantong is the vanguard of the fight against the Immortal Sect, and has a wide range of friends, and the Wudang faction Mianli needle Lu Feiqing, the late Red Flower Society's second master of the dustless Tao, and the third master of the Thousand Hands Rulai Zhao Banshan are all close friends, and after the fall, the two-year-old daughter was also adopted by Yu Wanting.
Chen Jialuo's face showed a rare smile, he squatted down and hugged the girl, and said, "Why did you run out...... Oops, don't lick," he turned his face away from the girl's drooling mouth, "it's dirty." ”
The girl who has always loved to laugh laughed very loudly, and her soft body stuck to Brother Jia Luo like kraft candy, and she didn't let go.
"Uncle Yu," after the group sat down, Chen Jialuo, who had just sat down, suddenly said, "I have learned the Wudang Liuyun Palm that Uncle Lu taught me. ”
Yu Wanting was stunned, although Wudang Liuyunzhang is not a great martial art, it is easy to learn and difficult to master, it is just the entry kung fu of Wudang Mianzhang, but it takes half a year for ordinary people to get started. Chen Jialuo only studied for a few days, but he actually learned it?
In a daze, Chen Jialuo had already pushed away the dishes and tried them out in the hall. This set of palm techniques is known for its softness and elegance, and Chen Jialuo, once it is used, is like a girl dancing in the hall. Xiao Luo Bing next to him widened his eyes in surprise, clapped his little hands, and said inarticulately: "Okay, okay......"