"Please give me some advice from Shopkeeper Ma!"

Lin Shirong's words made Wang Hengyue confused. What did he say, and the other party would challenge him? How could he know any martial arts? In the past, when he was fighting in the ring with Opiyin, he learned some boxing and kicks from Yang Fangyun, and later practiced in the army for a while.

when.

When it comes to fighting ordinary people and fighting in battle, there is no big problem, but fighting Huang Feihong's disciples is a problem.

"Shibi, don't mess around!" Huang Feihong scolded with a straight face.

"Father." Huang Hansen also said on the side: "Shopkeeper Ma is proficient in boxing and kicking. Brother Shirong just wants to ask him for advice. It's not a big deal."

His son also said the same thing. Huang Feihong couldn't get off the stage for a while and was silent for a while: "I wonder what Shopkeeper Ma wants?"

"I'm here to learn from you!" A Le listened unhappy: "Senior Brother Lin is Master Huang's apprentice, and I am Shopkeeper Ma's apprentice. Apprentices are the most fair to their apprentices!"

This makes sense, Lin Shirong said: "Please show mercy."

A group of people came to the backyard, and Huang Feihong apologized in a low voice: "Shopkeeper Ma, I'm really sorry. My apprentice is ignorant and it's my fault for my inability to discipline him."

"Master Huang is too polite." Wang Hengyue didn't take it seriously: "This apprentice of mine is also ignorant, so let him receive some lessons!"

Ah Le took off his outer clothes. It didn't matter. He took out the two box cannons inside, which immediately silenced the backyard.

Wang Hengyue said hurriedly: "When walking outside, you must always be prepared. Don't panic."

There were many business groups in Guangzhou, and all of them had weapons. After being slightly surprised, no one felt there was anything inappropriate.

While they were talking, Ah Le and Lin Shirong were already fighting each other. Lin Shirong used the Iron Wire Fist, each move was extremely steady and heavy. He did not seek merit at first, but sought no fault. He defended his position and then looked for opportunities to counterattack.

Ah Le, however, relied on his dexterity and kept attacking while jumping around.

One of these two people is flexible and the other is steady. They seem to be having a lot of fun fighting each other.

However, Ah Le had never practiced before. As time went by, his strength was insufficient and his movements gradually slowed down, while Lin Shirong began to gradually fight back.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Shirong suddenly made a feint move with a "two-word pincer, sheep and horse posture", and while Ah Le was hurriedly avoiding it, he followed up with a "long hand chop" on Ah Le's body with a single tap, and he leapt forward.

Come out of the fighting circle, hold back your fists, smile and say nothing.

Ah Le didn't know what happened yet, so he wanted to jump up, but Wang Hengyue said from the side: "A Le, you have lost, do you still want to continue fighting?"

"Lost?" Ale mopped his head and didn't know where he lost.

Wang Hengyue cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Brother Lin Shi, for showing mercy and not letting my apprentice make a fool of himself."

Lin Shirong, who had won, didn't look proud at all: "I'm offended, I'm offended. But although this brother is very agile, he doesn't seem to have really practiced martial arts."

Huang Feihong smiled slightly and said: "Shirong, can't you still see that this shopkeeper Ma, this little brother, and this..."

He looked at Jiang Zhongzheng, who always had a straight face, and asked, "Aren't they all businessmen?"

"Oh, we are not businessmen, so who are we?" Wang Hengyue asked with a smile.

Huang Feihong smiled calmly: "The three of them have a standing posture, a sitting posture, and they are not naked and motionless. How can there be such businessmen? If my guess is correct, the three of them must be soldiers!"

Wang Hengyue gave a thumbs up: "Master Huang has good eyesight, and I am a soldier!"

"Isn't it true that you are afraid of the name Ma Yue?"

Wang Hengyue didn’t hide it either: “My name is Wang Hengyue.”

"Wang Hengyue?"

Jiang Zhong straightened his face and said in a low voice: "This is the Generalissimo of the Military Government, Commander-in-Chief Wang!"

Huang Feihong was shocked. Although he had guessed that this person must have an origin, he never expected that it was Wang Hengyue, the generalissimo of the Guangzhou Revolutionary Military Government, who came here in person!

His seventieth birthday actually alarmed the dignified Commander-in-Chief.

"Huang Feihong didn't know that the Generalissimo was coming..."

Before Huang Feihong finished speaking, Wang Hengyue said with a smile: "Master Huang, you don't have to be polite. Wang Hengyue accidentally got interested and came out to meet Master Huang's 70th birthday, so I took the liberty to come and disturb him!"

"Where, where..."

Lin Shirong, Liang Kuan, and Huang Hansen looked at each other in confusion. Wang Hengyue? Wang Hengyue, the generalissimo of the Guangzhou military government? Wang Hengyue, the man who punched the British strongman?

Lin Shirong felt a little lucky. Fortunately, Wang Hengyue did not appear in person to compete with him. Otherwise, judging from the fact that he punched the British strongman, he would have to make a fool of himself on the spot!

Huang Feihong called his beloved disciple over: "Shirong, I have told you a long time ago that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. We martial arts practitioners have learned a little bit, and we must not be arrogant.

Fortunately, the Generalissimo saved us face, otherwise how could you compare yourself to the British strongman Opinion?"

"Yes, Master, Generalissimo, Shirong knows that he is wrong." Lin Shirong lowered his head and said seriously.

Wang Hengyue screamed and felt ashamed in his heart. Punching the British strongman Opinion had become his signature. In fact, he was the one who defeated Yu Lei, who had exerted most of his strength.

"Da Yuanjing, please come to the study for tea. There are too many guests outside, so I'm afraid the Grand Marshal will be alerted."

When I came to the study room, I saw all kinds of books piled everywhere, some on martial arts, and more on medicine.

"The sword soars into the sky, and the flowers of zhi are all over the forest." Wang Hengyue looked at a couplet and read it softly: "Master Huang, do you think this is the origin of Bao Zhilin?"

Feihong asked Wang Hengyue to sit down and asked his disciples to serve tea: "Back then, I had a disciple named Wu Cui, who was a scholar and won the Jinshi. He once gave me two poems: "The sword soars into the sky, and the flowers are all over the forest.

, when I founded the Dieda Medical Clinic, I took the first two characters and the last character as the name of the medical clinic."

Huang Feihong and his Bao Zhilin have a good way of treating bruises, especially Bao Zhilin's Bruises, which is the most famous. According to legend, it was passed down by Lu Acai, and Huang Feihong himself also developed Dali Pills successively.

In the past, Liu Yongfu, the famous Black Flag Army commander, was injured and could not be cured by many treatments. Huang Feihong cured his injuries and not only received the medical proficiency written by Zhang Zhidong, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.

Plaque, and was hired by Liu Yongfu as military medical officer and martial arts chief coach.

What's more, it is commendable that Huang Feihong's medical ethics and martial ethics were as good as his own. He never hid his secrets and disclosed to the public the method of soaking culverts and the prescription of herbal tea for preventing heatstroke, hoping to help the public.

Wang Hengyue drank the tea: "Master Huang, I want to ask you something."

"Why is the Generalissimo so polite?" Huang Feihong said hurriedly: "As the highest military and political officer of the five provinces, the Generalissimo is not only unassuming and approachable, but also has an excellent reputation. No one in Guangzhou can say anything bad about the Generalissimo.

If the Generalissimo has something to do, please give him orders, but I can do whatever I can to do without any reason to refuse."

What Wang Hengyue wants is this sentence from Huang Feihong: "Master Huang, our National Revolutionary Army is on the Northern Expedition. Once the war breaks out, it is inevitable that the soldiers will be injured. Therefore, I would like to ask Master Huang to buy a large amount of distilled wine and wine."

Dili pills, Tongmai Dan and other bruise medicines.”

"What's so difficult about this?" Huang Feihong didn't even think about it: "But I'm afraid I can't do much with Bao Zhilin alone. I'll write down the prescription for tiaudajiu, and the general will take it back and prepare the medicine according to the same formula.

Already."

Wang Hengyue was filled with emotion.

This formula was the lifeblood of Bao Zhilin, and Huang Feihong actually gave it to him without any secret.

"Master Huang is so upright and honest, I admire you. But then again, this is Master Huang's family tradition and his own careful research. I can't get it for free. In this way, every time we make a bottle, we will pay a certain amount of royalties to Master Huang."

!”

Huang Feihong was shocked by these words and was deeply moved in his heart. People outside said that Wang Hengyue was the number one warlord in the world, but how could there be such a great warlord in the world who cared so much about the people?

In the past, when did those soldiers pay themselves a penny when they came to see their wounded and get drinks? This generalissimo was indeed very different from others.

Wang Hengyue continued: "In addition, Master Huang is a master of martial arts. Although he is older now, all his disciples are outstanding and extraordinary. Therefore, I want to hire them as martial arts instructors in our army to teach the soldiers how to fight.

Can Fu Huang Hua allow this technique?"

Huang Feihong pondered for a moment: "Generalissimo, now he is using guns and cannons."

"We use guns and artillery, but we can't lose the fighting skills." Wang Hengyue said seriously: "Martial arts is a long-standing culture of China, and it must not be lost. Besides, although it is the age of guns and artillery, close-quarters

No one can avoid fighting. Just in the European wars, hand-to-hand combat and hand-to-hand combat also happened from time to time. What if we can't master it?"

He paused there and continued: "My idea is to remove some tricks that are fancy but impractical, and then retrain them to make them suitable for the battlefield. Master Huang is an expert in this area, so it is not difficult to do it."

Huang Feihong thought for a moment: "Since the Generalissimo thinks so highly of me, how can Huang have any reason to refuse? Among my several disciples, dog Huang Hansen, apprentice Liang Kuan, and Lin Shirong learned the best. If the Generalissimo

If you don't dislike them, please keep them by your side, and I will select a group of disciples to increase the power of the marshal!"

Wang Hengyue was overjoyed and said: "Thank you Master Huang for your kindness. I wonder if any of my brothers would be willing to follow me into the army?"

Huang Hansen and the others did not hesitate at all: "I am willing to follow the Generalissimo to the army, obey the military orders, and serve wholeheartedly!"

Wang Hengyue laughed "haha". This trip was really worth it. He invited these disciples of Huang Feihong. Chinese martial arts, remove the dross and select the essence, will definitely shine on the battlefield in the future.
Chapter completed!