Republic of China

Chapter 222 Report Number
The imperial capital in the late 20s was less prosperous and splendid than it was rich in history. The old city walls had not been knocked down, the old drum tower had not been demolished, and the cultural heritage that only Yanhuang people could appreciate could be seen everywhere.

To sum up, there are more than three.

There are more people, more money, and more courtyard houses.

It is almost impossible to meet people with this flag or that flag now. Even if you meet them, the other party will not say that you are a banner person. After all, the grass on the graves of the previous dynasty is not too high, and Zhang Xun's restoration was carried out a few years ago. Bad things attract a lot of hatred, so the living environment of the banner people is really not good, and they don't dare to point their noses at outsiders and say they are smelly beggars.

But no matter who he was, there was more or less a hint of twilight in his eyes.

It’s not that the people under the imperial city are numb, but that they have experienced too much humiliation and unwillingness. From [-] to the present, how have they ever straightened up?

It is said that the imperial power has been overthrown, and the country has been governed by three people, but in fact it is just a change of the soup without changing the medicine. There is a dictator in a new shell, surrounded by more and more foreign adults. It is no different from before.

The heroes from all walks of life will sing and I will appear. In the past ten or twenty years, how many times has the imperial capital changed hands?There are very few people who can name all the presidents.

Recently, a Nationalist government has emerged in the south, specifically targeting Beiyang.

As we all know, who is the top player in Beiyang?It is estimated that the old Zhang family will be in chaos again soon. It is impossible to predict who will be the master of the imperial capital in the future.

So what?

So what does it matter who is in power?Can you still feed these arrogant foreign masters with a spoon?
Just make do with it.

From the Westernization Movement to the Reform and Reform, from the Gengzi New Deal to the Three People's Governance, how many talents and heroes have worked hard to improve, but in the end, isn't the situation getting worse and worse?
Smart people can't do anything about it, so what else can ordinary people do? It's better to have fun when it's time to have fun and eat when it's time to worry about things.

There are many people who adhere to the above ideas. Of course, their numbness is not only due to external reasons and social stability. There are too many reasons, including the deep roots of old ideas, and the sequelae of the previous dynasty’s deliberate numbing of the public for hundreds of years. wait.

It is very clear to describe it in the words of later generations.

Open up, open up~
The ones who are relatively less insensitive are naturally young people.

First of all, they have not experienced too much bullying and pain. They are as energetic as the sun and hate all injustices. This can be seen everywhere in colleges and universities. They walk as if they are carrying the wind, and their eyes are as bright as torches. It was completely dark and they didn't even know where the road was, but it didn't stop them from moving forward down-to-earth.

Therefore, when outsiders come to the imperial capital, they will feel the collision of various 'existences'.

Twilight and vitality.

Foreigners and Han Chinese.

Power and freedom.

As a member of the current era, Zhao Sanyuan can't figure out so many reasons, and he doesn't have the heart to think about it.

Because I'm lost.

"I'm so numb! It's all the fault of the tea egg seller downstairs in Dongzhimen. Just by listening to his words, we are completely confused. No way! I have to go back and throw all the tea eggs for him to relieve my hatred!"

"How do you know there's something wrong with what I'm saying? It's obvious that you didn't understand. I listened to Brother Liu's advice. It's better to do less than to do more when you go out. A strong dragon can't defeat a local snake."

"I remember walking along the outer city wall, turn left when you see the Drum Tower, then turn right when you see the tram station, and you see..."

"What a fart I saw! The donkey is so tired that he's frothing!"

Zhao Sanyuan got out of the car and pulled the donkey's ears, but no matter how hard he tried, it looked listless and didn't bother to move even half a step.

"What? You're paralyzed now? You're in your prime, right? You can't even keep up with the old donkey I left in Zheng's house. It ran away in the ice and snow. If I remember correctly, I gave Lao Kang a kick. How about you again? Look at you, you’re nothing!”

Donkey turned his head away from the brat who had been stabbed a thousand times in front of him.

How about dragging a group of people around the imperial capital for more than two hours?
I'm a donkey, not a locomotive!
Moreover, if you only give him water and grass, he will scratch his head to the death, even if he can only get two bean cakes!
Anyway, no matter how Zhao Sanyuan tried to coerce and induce him, even letting go of the harsh words of cooking donkey meat and burning it, the donkey just remained unmoved and loved everyone.

"No, let's stay nearby. We don't have to go to Xibianmen. Senior said we can meet there in ten days." Lu Xiucai said to smooth things over, for fear that one person and one donkey would be left on the street to do it again.

When it comes to donkeys, Zhao Sanyuan is definitely a living donkey. The day before yesterday, when he was on the road, a yellow man secretly drank half a bottle of orange soda from him. This kid chased him eight miles away with a copper coin sword, and everyone was confused.

Mo Wenshan was the first to leave yesterday for Baiyun Temple. It is located outside Xibianmen on the west side of the imperial capital and is a little remote, so Zhao Sanyuan thought of finding a place nearby to settle down and wait for Master to finish his work.

But as the old farmer said when he came to the city, the farthest city Zhao Sanyuan had ever been to was Tieling. If he came to the capital unexpectedly, he would definitely encounter troubles of one kind or another.

"Nothing!" Zhao Sanyuan patted the donkey's forehead, and had no choice but to find a nearby place to settle down. It was dusk now, and if he continued to wander around, he might have to sleep on the street.

Although the Hebei generation now belongs to the Fengjun sphere of influence, and Marshal Zhang happens to be the top commander of the Jingyu area, if Zhao Sanyuan opens his mouth, he will definitely be properly arranged. However, the man who eats people is short of mouth and short of hands. Mo Wenshan said it in advance and tried to follow him as much as possible. The Zhang family has few connections.

I am afraid that you will lose your life if you have fate.

"Okay, let's see if there's a place to stay nearby. I've been driving a donkey cart for several days and my back is really sore."

Seeing that Zhao Sanyuan no longer insisted, Lao Kang and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Firstly, because he is the leader among the brothers, he always follows his lead when making decisions.

Secondly, because he is the younger brother, he will go along with it as much as possible.

The older brother should take more care of his younger brother, and the younger brother should take more care of his elder brother.

Lao Liu looked around and found that this place was at an intersection with connections in all directions. One side was relatively secluded and had a better view of the buildings. He pointed ahead and said, "Let's go that way. It looks like it's in trouble." A great place to relax.”

"Brother Kang, have you been to Didu before?"

"I went to Baiyun Temple once. At that time, I didn't know about Master's experience. I made acquaintance with many experienced Taoists and masters. I hope the secret will not be exposed."

"What are you afraid of? Longmen is half of our family. According to Master, the people there should be pretty good. It doesn't matter even if they know some inside information."

"Old Shen, what do you say?"

"I'll give it up for now and wait until tomorrow when I'm free to find a suitable shop. Besides, I don't want to say goodbye to you all early."

"Just talk about it. It's obvious that Caiwei feels distressed after traveling for a few days and wants to rest quickly. Who can't see your little thoughts? You have to clear up your head."

"Hey, you can't hide anything from Sanyuan."

"The cost of opening a store in the Imperial City is certainly not small. Do you have any money in your pocket?"

"No."

"Then what do you use? Credit? Loan? Robbery?"

"No, no, that's my plan. I'll find a hidden place to cut off a small section for myself and sell it. That's enough to open a store."

"???"

The younger brothers all cast strange looks.

Is this what a human can say?
wrong.

He is not human.

But even a personal ginseng essence is too cruel, right?

Can you think of any way to chop yourself into pieces and sell them for money?
What's the difference between Nezha stewing lotus root soup and Third Prince cooking seafood?
Zhao Sanyuan said seriously: "You are really a cruel person."

Kang Muang: "You are such a ruthless person."

Liu Mangfan: "It's very scary. I got goosebumps when I heard it." Lu Jinhe: "Is there a buyer? Why don't you sell it to me and I'll charge a high price."

"????????"

This time it was everyone's turn to put some distance between themselves and Lu Xiucai.

Good guy!
Even more awesome is here!
While everyone is lamenting that Shen Ren wants money rather than his life, you, the young master who sells Tengyao, are so good. You dare to accept any source of goods, right?
"Come on, don't think about cutting yourself off yet. Wait until there is a promising store. The rent is within the affordable range. Our brothers will help you get it together."

"Otherwise, you guys can just try your best to help me buy a shop. In the future, you can chop it up wherever you need me and just keep me alive."

Zhao Sanyuan rolled his eyes repeatedly, not knowing whether to say that Shen Ren was too honest or too shrewd.

To be honest, he obviously knew that the younger brothers were all temperamental people, so he would definitely not be able to do it.

If you want to be smart, Shen Ren is indeed telling the truth. If he can really help in the future, he will definitely help. Just chop it off.

The few of them chatted while walking, but they no longer talked about dismembering Shen Ren's body.

"Old Kang."

"Ok?"

"Why can't I remember, does the master have a name? For example, half of our master is called Suyangzi, and half of our uncle is called Changxingzi. What is our master's name?"

"It seems that I have never heard him say anything about it. I only remember him as a nickname: Jian Jue among the Eight Jue."

"Jian Jue. Sounds impressive enough. Do you think we should have a name or something?"

After thinking for a while, Lao Kang said doubtfully: "That's not necessary. Why did you suddenly remember this?"

Zhao Sanyuan lit a cigarette and sighed slightly, "Isn't it because you always say that I don't know how to keep an eye out, and I will directly declare my name when I fight with anyone? I live an aboveboard life and don't bother to hide my identity, but if I have a name, it is also mine. Part of it, it’s not careless to report it, and it can hide your name, so you don’t have to worry about this anymore.”

"Hey~ What a great idea! Yes, yes! I have to think of a name, but what name is good?"

"How about taking the title of Longmen? Master said that he is the descendant of the sect in Longmen, so let's start a certain sect."

"Don't make trouble. The title is not a nickname. The great uncle is also the descendant of the sect. But his Taoist name is Changxingzi, and there is no sect in it. Moreover, in Longmen, the surname covers a wide range of things. It is composed of four characters. It is not just you. The Taoist name of one’s generation must be preceded by the Taoist name of one’s mentor. Anyway, it is a very serious matter, and it is different from names and nicknames.”

Let’s expand on this a little bit.

Longmen's generation emphasizes the link between the previous and the following, and the seniority was already determined at the time of Longmen's founder, Qiu Chuji.

The EMI spectrum is as follows.

Morality leads to profound tranquility, and truth always maintains Taiqing.

One sun comes to copy the original, and the combined teachings will always bring peace to the world.

Zhili Zong is honest and noble, and his descendants are prosperous.

The scenery of the world is prosperous, but the hope is that it will be peaceful.

But if you correct your benevolence and righteousness, you will rise to the top of the clouds.

The great wonder is Huang Gui, and the holy body is fully used.

The universe is beautiful in the void, and the surnames of gold and wood meet.

Mountains and seas, dragons and tigers intersect, lotus blossoms reveal new treasures.

The edicts are filled with elixirs, and the moon shines with auspicious light.

The immortal name will continue forever, and all three realms will be close to each other.

For example, if I am of the Xing generation, the name suffix needs to be given by my mentor, and will be decided based on my own numerology, personality, personality and other factors.

To give another example, if the word Xinglu is a Taoist name, then in Taoism, one would be called Senior Brother Xinglu or Junior Brother Xinglu, but the surname remains the same, whatever the surname should be.

But this is only half of the Taoist name, not the complete one. As mentioned before, the one that connects the previous and the lower is Xinglu, so the one that connects the top is naturally the Taoist name of the master.

Pushing forward, the generation of the character Xing is the generation of the character Fa. If the master's Taoist name is Fa Ming, then the complete version is the Fa name Xing Lu, without a surname. The signature in the orthodox expressions and essays must be this, not A Taoist name with a surname.

By analogy, what your master is and who your next master is can be clearly deduced.

Therefore, the truth here can be said too much or too little. Although making up random things can fool some people, it cannot fool the real people in the circle.

In terms of rules, Quanzhen Longmen has the most rules, and they are also very strict. If the signature is made up randomly, it will be absolutely useless, and burning it will also increase the amount of garbage.

Comparatively speaking, Zhengyishi's side is much more relaxed. You can make Taoist companions and eat some meat. There are rules, but they are really not as many as those at Longmen.

"It's quite troublesome, so instead of using Longmen's characters, let's create an original one."

"What kind of original method?"

"It's the name of our group, both of us are indispensable."

"Well, this is the first time I've heard that there's a group name. That's okay. Anyway, just don't give your name."

"Let me think about it, it's majestic and unique."

Zhao Sanyuan started brainstorming, and he quickly thought of two friends, the underworld gangsters in Feng Province.

Good old Beifeng and Qingshan.

This report sounds like a picture and a sense of hierarchy.

Called Northeast Wind?

Is the east wind good?
No no no.

It doesn't appear to be a combination.

And he also looks like a horse bandit.

People in Xuanmen are all from this or that age.

The ancestor is a son of Changchun, the master is a son of Suyang, and the uncle is a son of Changxing. You must be tall.

"Oops, I have a headache. I really can't think of anything at the moment. Lao Kang, can you give me some advice?" Zhao Sanyuan scratched the head of the chicken coop.

Lao Kang actually didn't have any good suggestions, and he didn't pay much attention to this matter. He just wanted to make his brother happy, "Why don't you find inspiration from the name of Master?"

"Yup!"

Zhao Sanyuan suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"Look, people in Xuanmen like to call themselves sons. Although our master has no sons, he is nicknamed Jian Jue, so how about we call him Jue Zi? It can reflect the inheritance of the master, and it can also It shows that there are two people!”

"Yes." Lao Kangzi tasted the three words carefully. After thinking about it, he felt that the problem was not big. "Okay, from now on, we will report him as Jue Jue Zi."

(End of this chapter)