Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Gong Ruomei returned to the hotel and said to Uncle Jiang behind him:

"Uncle Jiang, go and tell Jinlou that I will hold a banquet in Jinlou the day after tomorrow and ask Ip Man to come to the banquet."

Uncle Jiang was originally named Jiang Fuxing, and he was the butler of the Gong family.

He was originally an executioner, and had killed many heads.

Later, when the Republic of China was founded, all prisoners used guns to execute him. It happened that Miya Haneda was kind to him, so he came to the Gong family to be the butler.

At first, he followed Miyaki Haneda, but later when Gong Ruomei was born, he asked him to take care of Gong Ruomei. He was also loyal.

All my skills are all on a knife, and I also carry a monkey with me. I often think that in ancient times, executioners raised monkeys to familiarize themselves with the bones of human necks and often touched the arrangement of several spinal bones below the occipital bones of monkeys, commonly known as the abacus beads.

Uncle Jiang’s skill was also obtained from this, and practice makes perfect.

Although Uncle Jiang loved Gong Ruomei very much, he respected Gong Haneda even more. Seeing the girl saying this, he immediately understood what she meant, so he stepped forward and advised:

"Miss, this is absolutely absolutely impossible!"

"The Gong family has no defeat. If the Gong family loses, someone will find him back!"

As he said that, he took out a post that had been written long ago, and the envelope reads, "Ruomei in Fengtian Palace, presented it to Ip Man, I hope you can see it." He handed it to Uncle Jiang.

"Transfer this to the one named Ye, he understands!"

Gong Ruomei said with unconscious eyes:

"I will never become a hero like my father in this life."

"But I don't want to be alone for a lifetime, I only want to be alone for a while!"

Then, without waiting for Uncle Jiang to speak, he directly ordered:

"Go quickly!"

Seeing that she was determined, Uncle Jiang had no choice but to leave.

At this time, Wang Xuebin and Miya Haneda were sitting in the room chatting:

"What? Are you still planning to stay here to find Ip Man to communicate?"

Miya Haneda asked while sitting on the sofa.

"No, the time is not right. Don't let others think that you can't afford to lose. Find a strong helper. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. Let's talk about it next time!"

Wang Xuebin held the teacup, sucked the tea, and replied casually.

"Ha, you are so ashamed that you are so embarrassed, and you are still strong in helping you. Who are you?"

Miya Haneda pretended to look around.

At this time, Uncle Jiang knocked on the door and passed on the words Gong Ruomei had just given to Gong Haneda, and submitted the post at the same time.

After hearing the statement, Gong Haneda looked at the envelope and was silent for a moment. He turned to look at Wang Xuebin, who was looking for a teapot to store water, and asked:

"Xuebin, do you think about this?"

There is something that is not finished in the words.

Wang Xuebin was silent when he heard the question.

"This matter is related to your old reputation, and I shouldn't argue with you."

"Ha! I'm so old, what's the use of that reputation? Ruomei is your girl at least, so you'll say boldly."

Wang Xuebin rolled his eyes after hearing this. He was twenty-four years old when he came here, and seven years later he was thirty-one.

That's it, but he chose a fixed age when he first entered this world. The age has not changed over the years.

Not only that, he is now in good health, goes to bed early and gets up early, and has adjusted all aspects of diet, so he looks much more energetic now. Gong Ruomei looks like he is older than him.

He said before that it was true to take care of Miya Ruomei, after all, Miya Haneda had the kindness of giving him the skills.

Wang Xuebin received traditional education since childhood, whether it was etiquette or thought.

Respecting teachers and respecting Tao is just the foundation.

When he was a child, he was naughty and didn't like studying, but he was very popular with his teachers because he knew politeness and bowed to say hello when he saw the teacher.

In fact, he would be embarrassed at the beginning, after all, he was different from his classmates, but when he got used to it, he found that it was actually nothing.

Afterwards, he enjoyed the benefits of being polite, and he became more concerned about his conversation and etiquette, gradually became subtle, learned to respect and cultivate. All of this benefited from his mother's teachings.

Wang Xuebin respects Gong Haneda in his heart, but the previous words of recognizing Gong Ruomei as his sister were just a scene. Unexpectedly, Gong Haneda knocked her to death.

Wang Xuebin doesn’t like Gong Ruomei’s personality very much. He has a kind of stubbornness in his bones. It’s okay when you have the same views, but once your opinions are inconsistent, she will never care about you.

"It would be great to ask them to work together. One is to open your eyes and see the characteristics of Nanquan, and the other is to let Ye Wen also see the Baguazhang you taught, which can also be considered as letting him see Gaoshan."

After hearing this, Miya Haneda thought for a while and said with a smile:

"After all, you are a young man, just a full-minded person."

After saying that, he returned the post to Uncle Jiang:

"Old Jiang, send this letter to Ip Man. I don't know about this. You and Ruomei will go back all the way back."

Then asked Wang Xuebin:

"What about you? Are you here for two days or all the way?"

Wang Xuebin said:

"I have to wait for Senior Ding to leave in two days."

When Gong Haneda heard this, she originally wanted to mention the entanglement between Ding Lianshan and the Geshi Party, but when she thought that her senior brother was about to teach him his assassination Kung Fu, she did not speak anymore, but just said caution.

The disciples packed their luggage, Gong Haneda took Gong Ruomei downstairs, Wang Xuebin helped the disciples carry things upstairs, Lao Jiang went to deliver a letter to Ip Man, and the father and daughter stood by the carriage, while Gong Haneda was picking up his daughter.

"The game at night is in accordance with the rules of the north and wins a treat from one side. If I am not there, I will not be there. You will go on behalf of me."

This was just right for Gong Ruomei's thoughts, she smiled and said:

"Don't worry, the Gong family has never lost anyone."

When Gong Haneda heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, then took out a book from his arms and handed it to Gong Ruomei and said:

"You will hand this boxing book to Wang Xuebin. If he has any confusion, tell him everything, and there is no need to leave a pass."

Gong Ruomei took the book and looked at it. It turned out to be the Gong family's sixty-four hands. When she opened it, she found that the method of exercising every move inside was clearly recorded.

"father?"

Gong Ruomei looked at her father in surprise. This book can be regarded as a priceless treasure for any gossip boxer. This is the hard work and experience of Miya Haneda over 50 years. If a person with a bad mind gets it, it is equivalent to snatching the life gate of the Gong family.

Miya Haneda waved her hand and said:

"It's okay, this book is just an icing on the cake for him. When we reach our level, the moves are no longer the most important. They are insight, mind, and thoughts. Even without this book, he can come up with the 64th hand of the Wang family."

Miya Haneda looked at her daughter and said:

"Dad is adding insurance to you. Remember to ask him more questions. If you borrow or repay favors, you will be friends. If you borrow or repay them or not, you will become enemies."

Gong Ruomei accepted the boxing brochure and showed a bright smile when she heard this.

"Don't worry, my daughter will not embarrass you when doing things."

When Miya Haneda heard two sentences that meant similar but had completely different meanings, he nodded with confidence.

"Walk"

Without looking back, Gong Ruomei stood there, watching her father and the disciples of the palace sect gradually fade away.

Seeing his father leaving, Gong Ruomei turned around and saw Wang Xuebin, who was also coming to see him off, said:

"I wonder if my brother has anything else to do?"

When Wang Xuebin heard Gong Ruomei's question, he turned around and said:

"Oh, there's nothing else. I'm waiting for a senior's message these two days, and I may have to do some private matters later. Why? I wonder what kind of advice the girl can give?"

"You can call me Ruomei. I often hear my father mentioning you that you are extremely skilled. I wonder if you can point your fingers at my younger sister. I want to fight with the one named Ye the day after tomorrow. I wonder if you have anything to mention the younger sister."

Wang Xuebin waved his hand and said:

"Not to go, let's go up and talk."

As they said that, they went upstairs and opened the door of Wang Xuebin, let Gong Ruomei in, and followed him in without closing the door.

"sit."

As he said that, he took out the teacup, picked up the teapot, and it was still hot after touching it. He poured two cups of tea, put one cup on Gong Ruomei's table, and asked casually:

"What kind of boxing do you like?"

Gong Ruomei thanked him and asked strangely:

"I like it? My younger sister practices Baguazhang, which was passed down by my father."

Wang Xuebin waved his hand and asked:

"Have you practiced other fists besides Baguazhang?"

"My little sister has practiced Xingyiquan, but because of her lack of strength, she is always very concerned about using it. Later, she has been practicing Baguazhang."

Wang Xuebin thought about it and changed his opinion:

"What kind of boxing is Baguazhang in your eyes?"

"Baguazhang originated from Gong Dong, and it emphasizes the ability to move quickly and move around..."

"Stop! You are talking about the views of Baguazhang in the eyes of the seniors, and I am asking about your views."

Gong Ruomei hesitated and said:

"The Gong family has eight palms and sixty-four postures..."

Wang Xuebin looked at Gong Ruomei, knocked on the table and said:

"This is the palm technique of Master Gong, where is yours?"

Wang Xuebin's table seemed to hit Gong Ruomei's heart. She learned martial arts since she was a child. Her father was a master of Baguazhang. She created her own 64-handed battles all over the world without losing.

She is proud.

She has practiced 64 skills since childhood, and she naturally thinks that this boxing is invincible. Although she saw her father worshipping an unknown person today, she knew in her heart that it was her father who deliberately gave in to him.

It was not until Wang Xuebin asked her that she realized that the Gong family, which she had always been talking about, had no defeat, but his father had no defeat.

Whether it is reputation or glory, it is all caused by his father one by one. She can enjoy this glory and be proud of his father, but she cannot be proud of this reputation.

If she is proud of this, she will only embarrass the Gong family.

Seeing her lowered her head and was stunned, Wang Xuebin didn't persuade her, but just said:

"Come on, get up and play Baguazhang again."

Gong Ruomei stood up silently when she heard this, put on a gossip. She took a step but almost fell down. She stopped and pursed her lips, silently looking at her hands, her eyes were a little red.

It was funny to see her look like this. He also looked like this when he practiced Kung Fu again, and even the most basic horse stance felt awkward.

Thanks to the Book of Changes left to him by his master, it was full of Master’s understanding and insights on Kung Fu. He referred to this book and combined his own understanding to practice his Kung Fu again, which belongs to his kingly boxing technique.

Seeing Gong Ruomei standing there, her eyes were red, she didn't move or speak, Wang Xuebin advised:

"Think about how Master Gong taught you back then. He practiced one move after another. From standing in a stance to sixty-four hands, he would take one step at a time, and he would not miss one step at a time."

After saying that, he got up and went out and brought him to the door. It was a big taboo to learn martial arts secretly, and it was the same when he saw others practicing martial arts. Although Wang Xuebin liked to collect martial arts, he did not want to learn secretly. After all, in modern times, some people came to teach him, but he happened to be not short of money now.

A homemade Do Not Disturb sign hung at the door and turned around and walked towards the Jinlou kitchen.