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Huang Yiping, the vice president of the Jingwu Association, came.

Unlike Chao Teng, Liao Rihui, Master Liang, etc., Huang Yiping does not open a martial arts gym on East Street. His martial arts gym is on the west bank of Qiandeng Lake. It is said that he seldom participates in disputes on Wuguan Street. Last time, Master Liang and others decided to come to Fenjin Hall He didn't know anything about kicking the gym.

Lin Yue walked out from the back hall and saw Huang Yiping sitting on an armchair for entertaining guests, looking at the eight characters on the north wall, "Being upright and self-cultivating, be virtuous and sincere" and nodded repeatedly.

"President Huang."

"Master Lin." Huang Yiping got up from the armchair and returned the salute with clasped fists.

Lin Yue smiled and waved: "Sit."

Huang Yiping walked to another armchair, then shook the hem of his robe and sat back in his original position.

Gao Lei came out from the back hall with a tea tray, served tea to the guests first, said President Huang please use it, then served tea to the master, and left with the tea tray between his hands.

Lin Yue took the time to persuade Huang Yiping to look at Huang Yiping. The person who came was wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, a pair of round cloth shoes underneath, a melon skin cap on his head that just covered the tip of his cheekbones, and the chiseled lines and wrinkles on his cheeks. He was silent. Sometimes it looks very serious.

He was looking at Huang Yiping, and Huang Yiping was also looking at him.

"The writing on the north wall was written by Master Lin?"

Lin Yue nodded: "Yes."

"Good word."

"President Huang also has research on calligraphy?"

"Practice martial arts to strengthen the body, practice handwriting to cultivate the mind, teach careers and build morality, good, good."

"President Huang has won the award." Lin Yue said modestly, "I don't know if President Huang has come to Endeavor Hall this time, what do you want to tell me?"

"Don't dare to obey orders, don't dare to obey." Huang Yiping said that he didn't dare to obey: "I came to Master Lin this time to thank him for visiting."

"President Huang is being polite. Even without Lin Yue, Jinshan would not be able to please those people. Fenjintang just happened to be the right meeting."

"Master Lin is modest." Huang Yiping smiled and said, "I have another purpose for coming here today. In a few days, it will be the Gregorian New Year. The Jingwu Association will hold a banquet in Jinlou and invite the heads of various sects and martial arts schools in Foshan to share their stories. As usual, Mr. Fu, who was the deputy curator of the Liangguang Guoshu Museum, will also participate, and I hope that Master Lin will be there for a talk."

While talking, Huang Yiping took out a very formal invitation card and pushed it in front of Lin Yue: "This is an invitation card."

Lin Yue looked at the neat calligraphy on the cover, feeling rather complicated.

In the beginning, no one was seen delivering the letter, and it was over as soon as he stuffed it in the crack of the door. Later, when he failed to kick the gym, he isolated him and alienated him. Now he defeated Jinshanzhao, helped Foshan people save face, and let those boxers who were injured by Jinshanzhao Down the steps, the attitude turned 180 degrees. Who is sending the post to the door now? He is the vice president of the Jingwu Association, which is already the top treatment.

Huang Yiping came here to show not only respect, but also win over.

He is from Hong Kong, but his ancestral home is Chaozhou, and Huang Yiping is from Chaoshan, and he is good at a set of Nanzhi boxing. It is not an exaggeration to say that the two are from the same hometown. After President Li kicked the board and kicked the hall, Huang Yiping came out to make peace, which can be regarded as raising Lin Yue by three points and giving both parties a step down.

Sure enough, using Jinshan to find a conflict with the Wuguan Street boxer brought him great benefits.

In fact, Jingwuhui sent Huang Yiping here, not only to ease the relationship between the two parties, but also to have a bigger plan-the New Year's Banquet in the Golden Tower attended by Mr. Fu, which can be said to be the highest-level gathering in Guangdong and Guangxi. Inviting him to go shows everyone It is recognized that he is a member of the Nanquan system, so that his identity is the successor of Wing Chun who is respected and recognized by his colleagues. As a master who has conquered the northern boxer Jin Shan, his joining can not only strengthen the strength of the Nanquan school, but also It can increase the prestige of the Jingwu Association.

He is very clear about the small calculations of President Li and those people, but he doesn't care. The stage task (3) is to improve the relationship with them. Judging from the current situation, as long as you have attended the New Year's banquet in the Golden Building and uncovered the old accounts, you should be able to finished.

"good."

Lin Yue pulled the invitation card in front of him: "President Huang, please inform all colleagues, I will definitely attend then."

Huang Yiping put down the teacup, stood up and cupped his hands: "Very good, very good, then shall we see you in Jinlou?"

Lin Yue bowed his hand and returned the gift: "See you in the Jinlou."

"Hehe." Huang Yiping said: "Master Lin's time is precious, so I won't bother you any more. Let me leave."

"Go slowly."

Lin Yue sent Huang Yiping to the door, turned around and sat down in the armchair, glanced at the invitation card on the square table, and tapped a few times with his fingers.

Mr Fu.

Mr Fu.

The five tigers are going to Jiangnan...

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1936, the beginning of the new year.

Golden House.

There is a Gonghe building in Yingshazui, Foshan, which is covered with gold, so everyone calls it Jinlou. It is the first hall in Guangdong with an elevator. It is said that the prince enters the eunuch and exits.

The Jingwu Association chose this place to entertain fellow martial artists. It is said that it was a conversation in this hall that led to the five tigers going to the south of the Yangtze River and kicked off the prelude to the northern boxers going south to pass on their skills. Since then, Jingwu Every year, the Martial Arts Club holds a banquet in the Golden Building, talking about the major events that happened that year, and sharing their experience in martial arts. Some seniors will also take this opportunity to introduce their favorite students to everyone, so as to ask for the care of their peers.

This time is different from previous years. In previous years, the Golden House Banquet usually took place around the Lunar New Year, but this time it was brought forward to the Gregorian New Year. This made some people who are very sensitive to the wind and grass have doubts. They don’t know what happened this year and why they broke the convention.

In the middle of the night, a rickshaw stopped in front of the Jinlou. Lin Yue paid the money and walked towards the gate of the Jinlou.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by the fragrant wind, reflecting gold and green.

Women in cheongsams and windbreakers sit behind bead curtains or small windows, some are smoking, some are holding musical instruments such as pipa and erhu, and some are holding handkerchiefs, talking to the neighbors.

Lin Yue refused the greeting from the receptionist in the front hall, and went up to the second floor meeting the gazes of people who either knew him or didn't know him.

There were a few young officers waiting outside the venue reserved by the Jingwu Association. He handed out the post, and the leader's face changed slightly when he saw the name, and ordered someone to lead him inside.

Walking along the long corridor, you will see a large room. On the upper stage are a few women with musical instruments, and a man in costume in front is singing Kunqu.

There are several tea tables under the table, and martial arts masters are sitting on the surrounding chairs, and almost everyone is accompanied by a woman.

Lin Yue opened the bead curtain and walked in. Several people turned their heads when they heard the movement at the door. When they saw him, someone stood up and cupped their hands: "Master Lin."

Lin Yue stopped with a smile and returned the salutes one by one. After the salutes, he followed the officer along the corridor.

There was a chattering sound from the audience.

"Is he the master of Endeavor Hall? He looks so young and handsome, not in his thirties?"

"I heard that there is no one in Wuguan Street who is him..."

"Hush."

The voice above stopped.

After a while, there was a sighing voice: "I don't know which sister is lucky tonight..."

Lin Yue didn't seem to have heard the discussion in the lobby, walked through the corridor, walked up the stairs, and entered the private room on the left.

The officer of the Jingwu Association closed the door and went out.

After about three seconds of silence, Huang Yiping, who was sitting by the door, stood up and said, "Master Lin is here."

As soon as the words fell, President Li beside him also slowly got up, smiling and clasping his fists.

Lin Yue also saw an acquaintance at the table, it was Ip Man, yes, it was Universe Pill.

"Junior Brother Lin."

He didn't look out at all, and greeted with a smile.

If it is said that people still had doubts about the word "Authentic Wing Chun" at the beginning, after Wu Zhongsu was defeated and left Fenjintang, no one dared to question his identity.

It is their business for the heirs of Wing Chun to fight for orthodoxy among themselves. In the eyes of outsiders, Liang Bi's apprentice said that he is the authentic Wing Chun, and there is nothing to criticize. It's just a statement --- I don't agree with Wu Zhongsu's visit to kick the stadium, and I won't fight fiercely because of who is orthodox.

Huang Yiping whispered on the side: "In previous years, Wu Zhongsu attended the gathering as the representative of the successor of Wing Chun. I don't know why it was replaced by Ip Man this year."

Lin Yue knew what he meant by saying that. It seemed that Ye Wen came for him. Otherwise, with Wu Zhongsu's temper, today's banquet might not be good.

If Ip Man knew that "I" came to Foshan from HK just to knock him down and give a bad breath to my fellow disciples, I don't know how I would feel.

Of course, Lin Yue would not be so superficial.

"Senior Brother Ye, you haven't visited since you came to Foshan..."

"Hey." Ye Wen made a gesture that I can understand without saying too much: "There is no need to talk about this kind of thing."

In terms of inheritance, the two are brothers and sisters, but the grievances and grievances of the previous generation are quite troublesome, and there is such an old-fashioned person like Wu Zhongsu, what kind of relationship do the two of them get along with after they meet?

You know a lot of people are staring at them.

beat? That is the battle of orthodoxy.

Talk about drinking? That was Ye Wen's big brother without eyes, turning his elbow outward.

So for Ip Man, keeping a distance and tacit understanding is the best state. Now Jingwu Club invites people from the Wing Chun School to the New Year's banquet. Why do you have to sell Mr. Fu and Liangguang boxer? Yuehui is one of the key figures, who in the Wing Chun school will not be embarrassed?

The answer is obvious.

Lin Yue smiled at Ye Wen, and looked at the first two people on the round table. Since he entered the room, those two people hadn't moved at all, which made him think a little more.

Judging from Ye Wen's attendance, today's banquet is definitely not a Hongmen banquet, but judging from the facial expressions of the two people, things are quite different from what he expected.