Actor's reincarnation

Chapter 794
Guangdong Province in the early 30th century was the era of Chen Bonan, and the northern kingdom was raging with war, but here it was still rich and luxurious.

For Cantonese, war is news in newspapers.They will also worry about the country and feel sorry for the people, but the cakes for morning tea will not be reduced by half.

These days, entertainment activities are extremely scarce, so it is common for men to go to church parties.

It's not necessarily just going to whoring, most of them come to listen to operas, drink tea, play cards, and chat.

In Foshan, the most famous playground is Gonghe Building in Yingshazui.

The Republic Building is resplendent and extravagant, so everyone calls it the Golden Building.

This is the first gold selling cave with an elevator in Guangdong Province. It is said that the prince enters and the eunuch exits. If you are not rich, you cannot enter this door.If you have money but don't have the ability to enter here, you will often only be regarded as a fat sheep.

A venue that is making a lot of money every day must have an unimaginable backstage background behind it, deterring the greedy eyes from all directions.

In the world of mortals, it is inevitable that there will be desperate bandits, so the owner of this building hired a lot of warriors and heroes to come here to "see the scene".

Watching the martial arts are very quiet, it is inevitable to call friends and friends to discuss here. Over time, Jinlou has become a gathering place for martial arts in Guangdong Province. Lou's master.

For example, Ip Man.

The difference from the north is that in Guangdong Province, all those who practice martial arts are from good families.

For example, Chen Shi, whose family was known as the 99th floor back then, was a well-known landlord in Foshan.However, a war destroyed his family business, and he was forced to live in Nanyang, where he has been wandering ever since.

Ye Wen's family is also a well-known and wealthy family in Foshan. His father runs a north-south business on Wenchang West Street in Hong Kong Island. Ye's family is called Paideliye in Foshan, which means that the whole Paideli belongs to his family.

Ip Man is 40 years old this year. From birth to now, he has no worries about food and clothing. He also married the daughter of Zhang Menghuan, the former Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Qing Dynasty. It can be said that the family is harmonious and prosperous.

Ye Wen is Chen Shi's younger brother, so Su Yi and him can be regarded as the same school now.

The name of the hero of Jinmen is well-known even in Guangdong Province, and everyone knows it.

Regarding Geng Liangchen's roots, he was dug up by a powerful newspaper, so before senior brother Chen Shi sent a letter back, Ye Wen learned from the newspaper that Chen Shi had accepted Su Yi on behalf of his senior uncle Liang Bi. Into the Wing Chun door wall, and he became a brother.

This is a very strange feeling. Ip Man is far from repelling it, but he definitely doesn't like it.

Because since Geng Liangchen became famous, he has gained an additional title—Senior Brother of Jinmen Hero.

Anyone with a sense of pride doesn't like being called someone so-and-so, and neither does Ip Man.

What's more, Geng Liangchen's fame is all over the world, which makes Wing Chun School famous, and there is an endless stream of people who come to Ye Wen to learn from him and challenge him.

Ye Wen didn't want to accept apprentices at all, and he didn't want to compete with others at all. He couldn't bear to be disturbed, so it's no wonder he liked Su Yi, the instigator.

Ye Wen knew very well that he and Geng Liangchen would meet sooner or later. After all, they were brothers of the same school. If the other party kept the etiquette, he would definitely come to Foshan to worship the patriarch.

But he wasn't looking forward to this meeting.

For Ye Wen, he is very satisfied and content with his current life.

Daily walks with birds, dogs and halls, drinking tea and taking a walk to practice martial arts, going out full of relatives and friends, and returning home with the company of a beautiful wife, is pleasant and fulfilling.

He doesn't want to bother anyone, but it's best if no one bothers him.

It's a pity that this world is a vanity fair, who can escape it?
What's more, if you are born in troubled times, how can you escape?
Until now, Ye Wen still didn't understand this truth.

Some truths can only be understood after paying a great price.

"Why am I leading the team?"

Jin Lou, Ye Wen showed doubts in front of the seniors: "The North and South martial arts competition, although it is said to be for the selection of fighters for the World Fighting Competition, is actually a battle of spirits between the North and South martial arts. It is a game where the east wind prevails over the west wind. It's not a trivial matter, it concerns the face of the entire southern martial arts world."

"I, Ye Wen, what qualifications do I have to represent the southern martial arts? When it comes to martial arts, there are Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, and Mo in southern boxing. In terms of seniority, everyone here is an elder, either the master or the master. It's not my turn." Bar?"

"The leader of the northern team has been decided, and it is your younger brother, the famous Jinmen hero." A strong man said, "Then who do we choose in the south? It's not suitable to choose anyone! The senior ones, Lost in value, low in seniority, no one is famous. After thinking about it, it is most suitable for you, a brother of the same sect, and it is not hurtful!"

"Yes, you are the most suitable!"

"Don't refuse, it's you!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

The corner of Ye Wen's mouth curled into a helpless smile, and he said: "Seniors, the purpose of leading the team is to fight and compete, not just to show off, I'm afraid I won't be able to convince the crowd, you should hire someone else."

"It's not that we don't know about Ye Wen's abilities, you're just too lazy, otherwise, I think you should be famous! You are suitable for leading the team, whoever refuses to accept it, let him come and talk to us!"

"That's right, if you push three or four mother-in-laws, why don't you just do it?"

"Ip Man, you're right about one thing. The trials for the World Fighting Tournament are indeed about the face of the southern martial arts." A hale and hearty old man said, "Why did Gong Houzi set the arena in the south? Foshan? He just wants us to see what he has developed the northern martial arts into over the years!"

"We Foshan people pay attention to harmony and wealth, unlike the northerners who fight for power and make a mess of everything. We practice martial arts and guns, and we also close the door to strengthen our bodies, cultivate our morality, and play on our own."

"But people don't like us. They think we are closed and conservative. They want to break our circle and mess up our life! Hmph! At that time, his palace monkey and Li Renchao joined forces to make a five tigers go to the south of the Yangtze River. It was a mess, there were fights on the street all day long, ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping..."

"Later when Li Renchao fell from power, a group of us old guys took the opportunity to mess up that bullshit Liangguang Guoshu Museum, and that's how we got clean all these years. Otherwise, you think you, Ip Man, can safely collect rent in Paideli Son? Hehe, stop dreaming, you have already been disturbed!"

"I'm feeling restless now..." Ye Wen sighed.

"Gong Houzi has always been worried about us Foshan people messing up his good affairs. This time he used the excuse of the World Fighting Competition to make troubles again, and even introduced Geng Liangchen to represent their north to disgust us! Ip Man, You are also a member of our southern martial arts, and it is your fellow disciple who came to pick things up, tell me, if you don’t go up, who will go up?”

"Exactly! Although we Foshan people usually like to make small calculations, we have never been afraid of anyone if we really want to do it. Who are we afraid of?"

"That's right! People came to challenge us today, we can't pretend to be grandchildren! Don't you think so?"

"Brother Shou is right, Ye Wen, it's you!"

The crowd was raging, Ye Wen took a sip of tea with a wry smile.

At this moment, he suddenly had a very bad premonition, he felt that the days of his first half of life, which were as smooth as water, would be gone forever.

When he got home, the light at the door of the house was on, and his wife was sitting in the main hall looking at a dilapidated notebook, waiting for his return.

This usual scene in the past actually made Ye Wen a little hurt today.

His wife doesn't like him fighting for strength and courage the most, but the world is tricking people, and now he is also trying to get the ducks on the shelves, so he has to go if he doesn't.

"I'm back." When his wife found out about his return, she put down her storybook, stood up and said to him with a smile.

While rubbing his sore eyes, he took his coat and said softly, "I'm going to fetch water."

Ye Wen grabbed his wife's hand: "Don't worry, I have something to tell you."

Ye Wen didn't hide anything, he told his wife the whole story, and finally said: "These days, apprentices and challenges have disturbed our family. Although I have been restrained, this is not a solution. Since I can't hide now, I thought about solving all the troubles once and for all."

"Where is it as light as you said?" The wife shook her head and sighed quietly, "After entering Vanity Fair, can you still let yourself go?"

Ye Wen said in a slight silence: "Fist and feet have no eyes, and it is inevitable to hurt people. Although it is a ring event, I am afraid that I will encounter evil people and implicate my family..."

"Tomorrow, I will take the child back to my natal family, so you don't have to worry about it." The wife said very understandingly, "When a man is over forty, he has to do things that are sure. After this matter is over, you come to pick me up..."

Su Yi arrived in Foshan early the next morning.

He came with four masters, Gong Baosen, Li Shuwen, Ma Yingtu and Yang Chengpu.

Along with them, there were also fifteen apprentices of Su Yi, and a northern martial arts delegation of more than [-] people from various sects and sects in the north.

Hundreds of people marched into the city and headed straight for the Golden Tower.

At the entrance of the Jinlou, there was a loud gong, drum, and firecrackers. Representatives of the southern martial arts were also waiting at the entrance of the Jinlou.

Dragon and lion dances were performed to welcome distinguished guests. Finally, the dragon head approached Gong Baosen, and a woman in cheongsam brought a brush and cinnabar.

With a smile on his face, Gong Baosen picked up the brush and drew a stroke on each of the dragon's eyes.

bang bang bang...

The fireworks are in full bloom, and the dragons and tigers are leaping.

This is called the finishing touch, which means that the honored guests come to pick it up, and it is full of brilliance.

The dragons and tigers scattered, and the representatives of the southern martial arts smiled and cupped their hands to meet them.

"Master Gong, Master Li, Master Yang, Master Ma, and fellow martial artists from the north, Mr. He and everyone from the southern martial arts are welcome to come. You masters have worked hard all the way..."

"Where is Master He talking? It's because we bother you... Let me introduce you..."

After exchanging pleasantries, Su Yi and Ye Wen also greeted each other.

This was the first time that the brothers in name met, and neither of them seemed to be moved by the feeling of "a fellow with tears in his eyes when he sees a fellow". just smile.

Unlike facing Mr. Zhou, Su Yi has long since lost the pilgrimage mentality of facing historical celebrities.

One is because of his current status in the arena, far surpassing Ye Wen; the other is because of his current martial arts, he thinks that he will never lose to this Wing Chun master.

After some humility, everyone filed in and entered the golden building.

There is no shortage of magnificent places in the north, but such a delicate and delicate place like the Golden Tower is unique.

Most of the warriors in the north came from poor backgrounds. Seeing such extravagance and a house full of birds and birds passing by, they couldn't look away immediately, and some even made a fool of themselves on the spot.

The southern warriors didn't say anything, but they couldn't hide the ridicule and ridicule in their eyes.

There was a fiery temper who couldn't bear the "yin and yang strangeness" of the southern warriors, and immediately clashed, shouting and jacking up the bull.

But they were quickly pulled away by their respective elders.

The masters naturally had a panoramic view of these details, but no one said anything, as if they hadn't seen it.

Soon, the grandmasters gave way to each other and sat down, with the northern and southern grandmasters lined up on the left and right.

Su Yi and Ye Wen were also let on stage.

The southern warrior cast a curious look at Su Yi, marveling at the Jinmen hero he saw alive for the first time.

The northern warriors looked at Ye Wen suspiciously, discussing how this man could be equal to Geng Daxia?
What?Is it Geng Daxia's brother?

That's alright...

On the stage, Master He from the south cleared his throat, stood up and said with a smile: "Everyone, please be quiet! Next, we invite Gong Haneda, the president of the Chinese Samurai Association, the deputy curator of the Central Martial Arts Academy, and the head of the Xingyi Bagua Sect. Master Gong, speak to everyone!"

wow...

There was thunderous applause.

With a smile on his face, Gong Baosen stood up and clasped his hands in all directions.

After the voice subsided, he spoke slowly.

"I have lived to this day, and I have only accomplished four things. The first is to merge the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate, so that the two factions can join forces and merge into one; the second is to take over my elder brother's class. The Chinese Samurai Association has united more than a dozen sects such as Tongbei, Paohammer, Taiji, and Yanqing to join; the third is to bring together northern boxers to go south to pass on their skills."

Speaking of this, Gong Baosen's face became a little serious: "In the 18th year of the Republic of China, the Guangdong and Guangxi National Art Museum was established. The five tigers went to the south of the Yangtze River. Mr. Li Renchao and I negotiated in this golden building. It is a pity that the current situation is turbulent. The North and the South originally accommodated each other. The good times were ruined by the war, for which I regret to this day."

This made the expressions of the southern martial arts seniors a little unnatural.

Gong Baosen's expression softened slightly, and he continued: "The fourth thing is the Jinmen Martial Arts Classic half a year ago! In this competition, there are 63 schools of boxing, with a total of [-] fighters Participation is the most successful competition in our martial arts world in history!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene.

Especially the southern warriors, all of them showed incredible expressions and were very shocked.

The warriors in the south all know that Gong Baosen held a nationwide sensational match in Jinmen, but the newspapers are all about who won today, who lost tomorrow, who Geng Liangchen fought again, and how much he fought. abuse……

Messages like that.

But it was the first time they knew how big the competition was and how many people participated.

(End of this chapter)