Deyun Douxiao Club: The original novel of Longmen Inn, Zhou Mingjiao Pear Flower (3) What you want.

( 1)

Everyone has experienced difficulties.

It has its own growth.

I have been poor and abandoned.

I know that colorful stories are hard to come by.

Since then.

I'll take it step by step.

Be careful.

No longer young and frivolous.

Serve the host reading and drinking tea during the day.

Go to the theater to sing at night and do your best.

Cycle after cycle, year after year.

Although people are not old, they have a peaceful mind.

The old audience joked that Xiaoyulou was young, but she looked like an old man over sixty.

Over time, it left the nickname of Teacher Xiao.

Later, it was circulated for a while, and no one knew about Xiao Yulou, but I heard of Mr. Xiao Bingcheng.

(2)

Time flies, fleeting.

Desheng's business is getting bigger and bigger, and the name of my' little gentleman' Zhou Hang is getting louder and louder all over the world.

Fame and fortune have never been separated since ancient times.

Famous, countless invitations from all over the country.

At first, in order to take care of the owner, I pushed whenever I could and had no intention of leaving the ice city.

But then the master knew about it, and he called me to him and scolded me:

A gentleman is six feet tall. How can he lie in such a small place?

In Liyuan, Vanity Fair is a circle of right and wrong. How can skills grow without going out to see the world?

If it weren't for the old master, he couldn't stand the long journey. He really wanted to go out and visit Beijing, where everyone in the world yearned for singing, and see the theater where the master had been. ...

After talking for a long time, the master was half persuading and half teaching. In a word, I finally agreed to leave the ice city and travel around the world.

There is no need to make a detailed list of how to arrange the performance.

Just say that on the eve of departure, I went to my master's house to visit his mother.

Teacher Niang cooked some exquisite dishes.

Master and I will push a cup for a change.

After chatting for a while, the master suddenly said stubbornly that he would send me tomorrow when he was old.

To learn from dignity, he must leave some dignity behind.

I smiled and agreed, but didn't answer.

The next day, sure enough, we left the team for a long time, and I saw a dark and thin old man following us, pretending as if nothing had happened, until I found out that I scratched my head with good acting skills and pretended to be a chance encounter.

I am in distress situation and want to send someone to send my master back.

Who knows the teacher just with the wave, calmly said:

It doesn't matter. I was full last night, so I should walk more and digest.

The master walked ten miles in this digestion.

I've been following him and talking to him.

Probably consciously went too far. Outside the pavilion, he stopped.

The master carried his hand on his back. I thought he was going to tell me something. Unexpectedly, he held back for a long time and begged me for money. He said that when he went out this morning, his teacher asked him to buy food. He accidentally dropped it while walking just now. I'm afraid he won't get his job back.

I smiled and took out the money and gave it to the master.

The master took the money, turned around and left.

I watched it from a distance until it was far away, and the master turned his back and waved to me.

I know the hardest thing in the world is to leave.

I have lived with my master since I was a child.

Feelings are like father and son.

He didn't want to delay my future and let me leave the ice city to travel.

But why am I willing to leave him for the so-called future?

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.

The evening breeze blows the willow flute.

The sunset is beyond the mountain.

Looking at the master's disappearing back.

Tears blurred my eyes.

On the slope.

I stood for a long time.

It has been a long time.

(3)

Fish and dragons talk at night and set foot in rivers and lakes.

It has been three years since I left my hometown.

According to the international calendar.

This year is 192 1.

It was only ten years before China overthrew the feudal monarchy.

But the expected world peace has never come.

The real situation.

The country is a sword, and China is a fish.

It's a covetous world, and everyone wants to carve up my China quickly, and then.

Among them, especially the maritime countries are the most despicable.

It used to be a country, but now it is a country.

However, when the old master didn't fall behind, he became rebellious and rebellious.

192 1 invaded the northeast and began to rule with an iron fist.

I was performing in Sanqingyuan, Beijing that year, and I almost fainted when I heard the bad news.

In desperation, I missed my hometown teacher's mother and had to rush back to the ice city to take care of my parents.

Just when I was in a hurry to go back to my hometown.

A military tycoon who made friends in Beijing soon dissuaded me.

It is said that the current war in Ice City is not smooth, and I am afraid that I will be run.

But my teacher and mother are at war. How can I enjoy peace?

So, I insisted on going back to the ice city again and again.

The boss had no choice but to arrange two capable people to escort me back to my hometown.

Hungry and thirsty all the way, I stayed overnight, and after half a month, I returned to my old place in Bingcheng.

As soon as I entered the city, I hurried home without stopping. Fortunately, my heart finally fell to the ground when I saw that my master and mother were still there.

I held the master's thigh and cried.

Before I could say some parting feelings, the master pointed at my nose and scolded loudly:

Son of a bitch, it's peaceful outside, but you! Do you have to come back to die?

I was about to explain when the master kicked me away and went to the back room alone.

I haven't recovered for a long time.

Later, Teacher Niang kindly helped me up.

I asked the teacher, what's the matter, master?

Teacher Niang sighed, thought for a long time, and then slowly way:

Son, according to this, teacher niang shouldn't tell you. After all, the more you know, the bigger the trouble.

But now ... but it's nothing.

Son, do you know what your master does?

Without thinking, I:

I know. The owner is Mr. Accountant.

Teacher niang ask again:

Do you know who your master is in charge of the accounts?

I hesitated for a moment:

I haven't heard from the master ... but it should be a big deal.

Teacher niang wry smile:

Big shot ... son, it's really a big deal, but there's something shady!

(4)

I don't quite understand what teacher niang means.

In my heart.

A master is not a rigid and serious old pedant.

But to do things for people, we must always have a sense of justice.

It's hard for me to imagine what an honest little old man would do.

So, I prevaricated tunnel:

Teacher Niang ... Are you mistaken, master? male ...

Teacher Niang shook her head.

It would be nice if I made a mistake, but unfortunately. ...

I became more and more confused, but before I asked aloud, the owner of the back room made a noise:

Old woman, let this little bastard go. If he leaves late, he will die here. Can you live up to the viceroy of Zhou Yu?

Teacher niang smell speech with tears in her eyes, she rang rang:

At this time, there is nothing to hide from the children! Old man, do you really want to die and no one will take your body?

Teacher Niang shouted at the top of her lungs, and the master was impatient. She walked out of the back room in two steps, grabbed my collar and threw me out.

In desperation, I grabbed the master's hand, fixed myself and pressed him on the chair.

I red eyes loudly ask:

What the hell happened? Master! There is a great disaster, with disciples' support!

As if he thought I wouldn't do it, the master sat there angrily and stopped talking.

Teacher Niang was in tears, and I was so anxious that I knelt in front of my parents and cried.

Master, teacher niang, I don't know what happened, and I don't care what happened. I just want your parents to be safe.

Master, Teacher Niang just said she wanted me to take your body.

Master, what's the matter?

My voice choked, and finally, I almost burst into tears. May be really moved, the master sighed, as a tacit approval for the teacher niang to tell me the whole story.

It turns out that the master is not an ordinary accountant.

His real identity is the leader of the underground organization of Ice City.

And this underground organization actually has a name.

Call: Jingzhonghui.

(5)

When it comes to Loyalty Society, it is just a "Jianghu force" composed of a group of former Ming and old people.

Take' anti-Qing and regaining sight' as the gang slogan.

Watch the heroes in the world expel the Tatars.

However, although the eye is good, it is hard to beat the world.

After many years of operation, it still exists in name only.

During the reign of Emperor Kangxi, people from Daguanying came forward and lost to Shengying (three people who beat the green forest with golden darts and shook their heads) at the Ming dart meeting on March 3. From then on, he was banned from the Jianghu and was never born again.

In this way, after a hundred years of vicissitudes, the world has changed dramatically.

1840, Britain became angry because Lin Zexu and Humen destroyed opium and launched an unjust army to attack the Qing Dynasty. I thought that China would be invincible, and the mountains and rivers would collapse with one blow. It was simply a dream.

In due course, the treaty of nanking was signed.

The century-old history of modern humiliation began gradually.

At that time, the first place in the Jinghong Club was Hu, who was brave and foolhardy, and could not bear to let the people of China lose to the enemy. So he launched a Jianghu order, calling on heroes all over the world to save the country and save the people from the quagmire.

As a result, people who heard the news flocked to Jinling, the former capital of Ming Dynasty.

Who would have thought that the fatuous and decadent Qing government regarded this group of rebels as bargaining chips with foreigners, but it was a fire in the middle of the night that killed countless heroes in the world.

At that time, Hu was lucky to escape because he visited his friends and didn't stay with everyone.

But when he arrived at the crime scene, he saw a sea of fire and heard countless cries.

Hu, who is heartbroken, just wants to draw his sword and commit suicide to thank the world.

That's right.

Pang, who is known as "Little Zhuge", persuaded him.

It is said that today's general is dead, but who can avenge the heroes of the world?

Hearing this, Hu put down his sword and swore to heaven that he must kill the dog officer of Manchu!

So, at the behest of He Pang, Hu and his party came to Hua County, Guangdong Province, to see Hong Xiuquan, who was not the son of God at that time.

Since then, a fire in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has almost overturned the mountains and rivers of the Qing Dynasty.

Just when Hu thought he could get revenge.

Only to find that Hong Xiuquan, who claims to be kind and equal to everyone in the world, is just a loser when he is in a bad mood in the name of benevolence and love.

Therefore, after the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's victory in attacking Nanjing, Hu and Pang retired and led their team south.

Mouth Zhou, near Zhouzhuang, camped and settled.

At that time, Hu was already disheartened, and there seemed to be no possibility of revival.

Only the young fat Zhuge had a clear insight into the opportunity, and bluntly said that instead of joining the army to dominate the world, it would be better to spread loyalty among the people and do something really beneficial to the people.

The two hit it off, so in the year when the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom fell, the Loyalty Society spread all over the world in its own way.

For several years, the loyalty club has been protecting the general public everywhere, which is a ray of light that they rarely find in the dark.

And in the far north, that distant ice city.

Their guardian is called Gaolangting.

A black and thin little old man.

A fanatic of Beijing opera.

A nationally famous master.

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My master.

(6)

I never knew the real identity of the owner.

The master never told me his true identity.

For twenty years, we have lived together day and night, but we don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain.

But ... when I walked out of that mountain, I was not afraid of clouds covering my eyes.

I finally know everything.

Silence for a long time, I looked up and asked in a low voice:

So ... someone found out?

The master was silent, only the teacher niang became angry from embarrassment:

Not that bastard named Liu Daya!

Hearing this name, my heart thumped.

Liu Daya.

I know this man.

A friend of the master.

She always relies on her friendship with my master to take people to the garden to see the opera for free.

In fact, privately, he regards this as a means of making a living, and always wants to make some money from it, both inside and outside.

Wang San, who gave me the package, told me twice. For the sake of the master, I always turn a blind eye and care nothing.

But really, I hate this Liu Daya.

When I heard his name today, I had a bad feeling in my heart. I asked:

What happened to him?

The master still didn't speak, but his hand holding the pipe was shaking. Teacher Niang gnashed her teeth with anger, and she hated it:

What else can we do? In order to get some money, he is willing to be a slave to the people of Oceania and betray your master! Fortunately, several big businessmen are willing to vouch for you, saying that they will give your master three days to consider and hand over the list of underground organizations, otherwise, ...

Teacher Niang didn't say anything about the follow-up, but we all know what will happen.

I carefully say:

Master, in order to survive, otherwise ...

Bang! '

A bus slapped me in the face, and the master stood up trembling and trembling all over.

He roared:

Asshole! A gentleman was born in heaven and earth, how can he kill others for his own life!

Is a creature like you worthy of the word pear?

Get out! I never want to see you again!

Say that finish, the master turned away and never looked back.

Teacher Niang just cried, crying alone, crying very sadly and deeply.

After a long time, I stood up and looked at the empty houses around me.

I took out the thing engraved with the word' pear' from my arms.

I murmured:

Master, stealing pears is three cents. Do you know what this means to you?

My tears flowed down the river.

That night.

Inverse acts can't afford to kneel.