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She was wearing a minimalist black cheongsam with embroidered lace, a waist-length ponytail tied behind her head, her face turned upside down, without makeup, just like the first time she saw her at the banquet six years ago.

"I know." She looked at him and said, "It's the Peony Pavilion. I heard it before when I was in the north."

Lin Yue asked: "Do you like it?"

Gong Er turned his face away, looked at the terrace and nodded slightly.

"Then I'll give it to you."

Gong Er knew what "it" referred to here, and looked at him in surprise.

Lin Yue smiled and said, "Isn't there a saying that life is like a play, and play is like life?"

Gong Er raised his head and looked at the signboard under the beam. The golden "Wangbei Tower" felt unreal under the smog.

"From now on, you will sing on the top, and I will listen to it from the bottom, okay?"

"good."

In the north, many people say that the martial arts of the Gong family is really enjoyable.

...

The rain comes and goes quickly.

The long street is wet and slippery, and the sound of water ding-dong.

Gong Er was holding an oiled paper umbrella, looking at Lin Yue who was walking in front with his hands behind his back.

"Don't you think this scene is a little familiar?"

Lin Yue looked up at the night sky: "Six years ago, after Bawang's banquet. But that time was a farewell, and now it's a reunion."

"Yes, it's been six years." Gong Er said, "Do you still remember the agreement?"

"Guanshan is hard to stop people's wishes. Whether the flowers at the bottom of the leaves are blooming or not, we will have a chance to confirm it."

Gong Er gently put down the hand holding the umbrella.

Guanshan is hard to stop people's wishes.

In 1940, Lin Yue went north to Fengtian for her.

In 1942, when the mourning day was over, she went south to Magang.

Now is the time to confirm the hidden flowers at the bottom of the leaves.

"The last time I was in the Northeast, I asked you if you wanted to see the real flowers hidden at the bottom of the leaves. You said it could be another day. I didn't expect that the phrase 'another day' would mean three years."

"If I had seen it then, would you come to me three years later?"

Gong Er was stopped by his question, and smiled very rarely: "I didn't expect that you, a person who handles big things, would also play some tricks."

Lin Yue said with a smile: "Not only can I be clever, but I can also be clever. Do you want to try?"

Gong Er said: "Okay."

Lin Yue stopped and looked back at her with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

Gong Er's lotus feet moved lightly, posing the starting gesture of Baguazhang.

Just like in Xingyiquan, the old ape hanging seal is a killer move, and in Baguazhang, learning to hide flowers at the bottom of leaves is called perfection.

Lin Yue glanced at the umbrella she had thrown on the ground, and walked towards the second lady of the Gong family with a serious face on the opposite side, holding her wrist close to her ear under her astonished gaze.

"I want to see another flower."

Gong Er couldn't figure out what he meant until Lin Yue took a step back and looked at her face carefully.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and hit her face that was so red that it was hot.

"you this……"

"What am I?" Lin Yue straightened up, carried her on his shoulders, picked up the umbrella that was thrown on the ground, and walked deep into the old alley.

"Prudish."

"Dignity is for outsiders, and indecency is for insiders."

Gong Er finally knew why Lin Yue said "another day" in 1940.

...

next morning.

Lao Jiang searched the entire inn but couldn't find Gong Er's figure.

When he ran to Wangbei Building sweating profusely, he found two people sitting in the restaurant on the third floor facing the river.

A man and a woman.

The man is reading a book, and the woman rests her head on the man's shoulder, humming "A Dream in the Garden".

Old Jiang withdrew his outstretched foot, and cautiously returned to the second floor, only to find an old man standing under the veranda, holding a teacup in his left hand and teasing a red-billed green-haired parrot with a branch in his right.

"You are by Mr. Gong's side..."

"Call me Lao Jiang, I remember you are... the treasurer of the Republic Building?"

"The Gonghe Building has become a den of devils, and I am now the shopkeeper of the Wangbei Building."

At this time, I only heard footsteps coming from downstairs, and the third sister came up with a food box, which contained fresh fried dough sticks and fish porridge.

"Hey, you're Lao Jiang, right? It's better to come early than coincidentally. Mr. Ding has cooked porridge. Let's sit down and have some porridge together."

Old Jiang was not polite to her, and sat down leaning against the railing.

At this time, the third sister looked at Uncle Deng and pointed upstairs, with doubts in her eyes.

"It's done, it's done, it's done."

The sound came from under the roof.

Old Jiang stared, really wanted to kill that stupid bird that couldn't speak.

...

At the beginning of 1943, Gong Er abandoned martial arts and began to learn opera from his troupe.

At the end of 1943, Gong Er appeared on stage and sang, and his reputation gradually rose.

At the beginning of 1944, Hongquan, Lijiaquan, Caijiaquan, Tanju, Taijiquan, etc. began to spread in MO. Jinshan found his wish and opened a boxing gym. He entered the boxing gym, which made other boxers in the boxing gym very upset. Some people came to him to make a theory, but they pushed him back with the argument that his master was the number one master of Nanquan.

In the second half of the same year, the Japanese army was on the verge of defeat, and the US fleet approached Okinawa.

In May 1945, Germany surrendered.

In August of the same year, Japan surrendered.

At the end of 1945, Lin Yue and Gong Er returned to Hong Kong to take over the properties of the Lin Group occupied by the Japanese army, such as fishing boats, cargo ships, shops, houses, etc.

Because after the fall of HK, he took the wanted Hong Kong and British officials to MO and sent them back to Europe through the Portuguese channel. The British gave him a very high courtesy after regaining control of HK.

In the summer of 1946, at the same time as Deyuelou opened, Lin Yue married Gong Erfengzi. Local boxers from Guangdong, Guangxi, Thailand, MO and HK all sent delegations to congratulate the scene. Some cultural celebrities and elites from all walks of life who moved to HK to settle during World War II gathered Nathan Road, the governor of Hong Kong at the time and his family members came to congratulate him, and even the military and political circles in Guangdong also sent representatives. After all, whether it was using the Lin Group to smuggle arms and medicines to the mainland, or rescue anti-Japanese soldiers, and provide various information on the Japanese army, It is a great contribution to the country and the people.

In the spring of 1947, Lin Yue had a son named Lin An. In July, the King of England awarded him the Order of the British Empire. In August, the Mainland government awarded him the Anti-Japanese War Victory Medal.

In 1948, under the funding and guidance of Lin Yue, Zhou Qingquan began to set foot in the film production industry.

At the end of the same year, Ip Man opened a shop in HK to accept apprentices.

In the early spring of 1949, Li Zhao, who came to Hong Kong from Foshan and joined the police force, was promoted to Inspector Yau Ma Tei Hua under the operation of Lin Yue.

In the summer of 1949, Lin Yue took over the post of president of HK Ching Wu Association, and was honored as the honorary president by Shanghai, Foshan, Guangzhou and other branches.

In the winter of 1949, boxers who had returned from Thailand and boxers who were stranded in MO gathered in Deyuelou for a discussion.

In 1950, HK set off an upsurge of opening martial arts gyms and learning boxing.

In the summer of 1950, the Lin Group invested in the establishment of a newspaper office. Dong Xiaoping, who had studied under Lin Yue, and A Yao, the son of Zhou Qingquan, joined the business.

In the autumn of this year, Gong Er became popular in Hong Kong, and there was an endless stream of spectators who came to join him every day. No one watched the Gong family's drama anymore. What everyone liked was the Gong family's drama.

Compared with 1946, the interior space of Deyue Tower has expanded a lot. On the basis of the original north-south singing style, a teahouse business has been added.

Uncle Deng was getting old, and Lin Yue was worried that he would not be able to take it anymore, so he handed over the management of the teahouse to Wu Chilin and Sha Danyuan, and the two brothers returned to their old business.

It's late at night.

In the private seat on the second floor of Deyue Tower, the audience had dispersed, but there was still one person on the chair at a small table in the corner.

"Brother, I think you have nice eyes, just like my mother's."

"Like it?"

"I like it, I think it's good to keep it as a souvenir."

Snapped.

There is an extra razor on the table.

"Is it you, or am I doing it myself?"

"It's really a man, but our father said that martial arts and literary singing are popular now, and the fighting and killing are too bloody. It's not good to scare An'an."

"Have you ever seen your grandfather sing martial arts?"

"I haven't seen it. It is said that everyone who has seen it is dead. Why, do you want to see it?"

"think."

"Let me just say that you sat here for most of the night, and you couldn't drive it away. You really came here to find trouble. Do you know my name? Go downstairs and ask, which shop on this street is not my Sanjiang Water covered."

"Aren't you a waiter in Deyuelou? Why do you still pay protection fees like others?"

"Part-time job, can't you?"

"I remember this is the site of Symbiosis Hall."

"You don't know that, Brother Yong and my grandfather are brothers who fought devils together."

"Oh." Yixiantian took a sip of tea from the cold teacup.

At this time, a dark shadow flickered around the corner, and three people walked out, a man and a woman, and the woman held a three or four-year-old boy in her arms.

San Jiangshui's face changed, and he desperately winked at the mustache sitting opposite him.

"Are you all right?"

Lin Yue walked over and sat down, Gong Er carried the child and followed, Lin An blinked a pair of bright eyes, looking at the stranger curiously.

Yi Yitian covered the razor with his palm, slowly pulled it to the edge of the table, and put it back in his pocket.

San Jiangshui looked at this and that: "Second Miss, do you know each other?"

Gong Er nodded at him: "Lao Jiang is packing up the props at the back, you can help him."

"Okay." Sanjiangshui quickly withdrew after seeing this posture.

Yi Yitian said: "This time... I want to remind you of one thing."

Lin Yue said, "What's the matter?"