Eat noodles for lunch, at a stall not far from the Forbidden City.

The noodle stall is not doing well, probably because it is too expensive. When he took out the money, the fat on Qian Dayou's face twitched twice.

Gu Fengyang didn't care, poured a thick layer of chili oil on the noodles, then poured ice vinegar, grabbed the chopsticks, and ate "sizzling", which was really cheerful.

I have some spare money in my hand, and I feel uncomfortable.

So after eating the noodles, Gu Fengyang ordered a small half pot of wine.

The wine in this year is definitely not delicious, and the people brew it themselves, with a scorching smell, and when they smell too much, they always feel like horse urine.

Gu Fengyang usually doesn't like to drink much, but this time he drank it sparingly.

"The people of high society have switched to drinking foreign wine, red, like blood. Qian Dayou said vaguely, but his eyes stared at the wine in Gu Fengyang's hand without blinking.

Qian Dayou is a greedy person, pouring more chili oil than noodles, eating sweating profusely, his lips are more swollen and purple, his tongue is exposed, and he inhales "hehe".

Gu Fengyang glanced at him, wanted to laugh, patted the fat man on the shoulder, handed him the wine jug, and said, "Eat and drink quickly, I still have something to do later......"

The sun is still coming out, the sun is sprinkled, it will not make people feel hot, autumn is halfway over, and the chill should come.

Half an hour later, the two returned to Xinglong Bridge to return the foreign car.

Qiao Guozhen was still standing on the bridge, but he had changed his clothes.

It was an earth-colored suit, crumpled and wide.

Qiao Guozhen was already tall and straight, but the suit was put on his body like a costume, and he had a bad face, he was even more blind in one eye, and he was wearing a foreigner's costume, neither a gentleman nor a majesty, but a nondescript.

"Uncle Qiao put on all the treasures at the bottom of the coffin, it seems that there is something big!" Qian Dayou said secretly.

Gu Fengyang nodded.

The two walked up one after the other.

Qiao Guozhen looked in all directions and had already seen the two of them, but he didn't speak until they got closer.

He ignored the money, and only said to Gu Fengyang: "Xiao Gu, in a while, Jiuxing will have a meeting, you can accompany me for a trip." ”

..................

"The previous dynasty was mediocre, corrupt and incompetent, and even closed off the country, making the people weak, whether it was physical fitness or mental state, they were a lot worse than foreigners, so there were patriots who put forward the strategy of practicing martial arts to strengthen their bodies. Fifty years ago, Mr. Sun Lutang, a master of national arts, founded Puyang Boxing Gym, which can be regarded as the beginning of martial arts. But the martial arts at that time were completely different from the martial arts now, and the rise of martial arts was probably a matter of the past ten years. ”

The Nine Elements Conference was set at the Happy Forest, and on the way, Qiao Guozhen said eloquently. He said something old, and although Gu Fengyang knew some of it, he didn't know much about it, so he listened quietly.

Originally, there was only one martial arts, but some scholars who liked to sell literature saw that martial arts were highly respected, and they were not angry, saying that the civil and military forces would rule the world, so they established the literary industry. Then, soju, rice sellers, cloth cutters, etc., felt that it was profitable, and they added one after another, and there was a so-called liquor shop, rice shop, cloth shop, and ......"

"We're the last to walk on our feet. Speaking of this, Qiao Guozhen paused, "From ancient times to the present, poor people who eat with physical strength have realized it later!"

Gu Fengyang smiled when he heard this......

"Jianghu is another world in the storyteller's mouth, and many people say that the nine elements are the rivers and lakes of Beiping. I don't think so!"

The old man's voice suddenly brightened.

"The rivers and lakes are obscene!"

"And martial arts have long become the playthings of the upper class, and because there are big people standing behind them, they are ashamed to be with us. The people who are literary also feel that they are superior people, and everything is inferior, only reading is high, but the ridiculous book is too angry, and they only know empty words and talk on paper. Needless to say, wine shops, rice shops, cloth shops, etc., are just businessmen. So, how can there be any rivers and lakes, there really are, but they are just a hundred kinds of life of the people at the bottom......"

"Life is not easy, the poor get up early and are greedy for darkness, bleeding and sweating, but the poorer they are! The rich hug left and right, sleep until three poles a day, and then walk the dog and tease the birds, but the richer they are? Just like the foot line and the martial arts, our feet sell strength, and the hard work is a day, only a dozen copper plates, what about the martial arts, heh......"

"Let's just say that I have this suit, but I am an old baby for decades, when I broke my head and lost an eye, I let the dragon head of the previous generation of feet pass to me, and I have been busy for most of my life, so I am worthy of a foreigner's torn clothes?"

Qiao Guozhen pulled his collar a little uncomfortably, he said quickly, and the more he talked, the more chaotic he became.

Gu Fengyang couldn't understand it anymore, but he didn't dare to interrupt, just because the state of the old man next to him was obviously not normal.

Maybe this is the real Qiao Guozhen, the glamour of the foot walking faucet is in the eyes of the poor.

The old man's words continued, and he said, "Xiao Gu, I know in my heart that you have always wanted to enter the martial arts. Of course, this is not surprising, everyone is fighting to get in, if I can be a few years younger, as long as I have the opportunity to enter the martial arts, even if I am blind in the other eye, I am willing. ”

The loud voice of the words was low.

Gu Fengyang pondered for a while, thought for a while, and said: "Uncle Qiao, I am the eldest son of a poor family, and I was born to be a low-level person, I want to enter the martial arts, not to be a dog of the upper class......!"

"After entering the martial arts, what can you do if you don't be a dog for the upper class?"

Gu Fengyang was speechless, he really hadn't thought about this issue, he didn't dare to think about it, he didn't want to think about it!

In fact, the ancient style is like a mirror, and martial arts is definitely not a good place. The old man next to him called it a plaything of the upper class, and Qian Dayou said that they didn't teach real national martial arts, these words were true!

But he was not reconciled, and he was even more unwilling to give up.

Just because of a promise back then!

"Feng Zai, you promise me that you must enter the martial arts!" The hoarse roar from many years ago seemed to echo in his ears again, and Gu Fengyang couldn't help but hang his head.

The poor are roughly divided into two kinds, one is mercenary and grovels, and the other only knows how to straighten their waists.

Gu Fengyang belongs to the latter, he is a stubborn person to the extreme.

Seeing this, Qiao Guozhen sighed.

After a long time, he said: "I am old, and I originally had an idea that I wanted you to inherit the position of the leader of the footwalk, but now it seems that it is wishful thinking." ”

Gu Fengyang was stunned for a long time before he spit out two words: "Uncle Qiao......"

But seeing Qiao Guozhen waved his hand, he quickened his pace, and said as he walked: "Let's go and see the Nine Elements Conference first, maybe there will be no feet in the future." The north has been calm for too long, it's time to change the sky, and the reason for holding the conference this time is that there is a Jiangnan martial arts pedestrian here......"