"Okay, okay, master, let's not fight. My master is here. It's important for you two to meet..."
Hearing Zhang Xiaobao's shouting, Yang Xiaohuan smiled and put away his posture as if he had been granted amnesty.
She is still self-aware, even though she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and she is "amazingly talented" and is especially good at leg skills - her two thighs that are neither too long nor too short are very powerful to kick! But facing a pig-killing Baturu like Wang Zhongxiao, she could only get beaten. Although she also knew that Wang Zhongxiao had evil intentions towards her and would not attack her too harshly, she was still a little afraid...
Seeing that Yang Xiaohuan had stopped using his moves, Wang Zhongxiao could only give up, even though he was complaining that his cheating father came at the wrong time. But this dad is here and here, so we can’t let people drive him out, right?
Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Yang Xiaohuan: "Xiaohuan, we won't compete today, but you have to tighten up your martial arts skills... You are my eldest disciple, and I taught you personally, but I can’t be inferior to my junior brothers!”
"Junior brother, I know this. I must practice hard." Yang Xiaohuan said with a smile, "Let's go to greet the master quickly. Don't keep him waiting."
"Okay... By the way, little Baozi, ask the kitchen to prepare some wine and food and send them to Master's residence in the backyard. Master will stay drunk with your Master."
Zhang Xiaobao was a little unhappy when he heard this, "Datou, how come your father is my master? He is obviously my brother-in-law... From now on, you can't call me disciple, you have to call me uncle!"
Wang Zhongxiao was also unhappy, and said with a serious face: "Little Baozi, I won't do this to you. It's Uncle Fu's intention to let you become my disciple. Do you still listen to what Uncle Fu says?"
Zhang Xiaobao said: "Of course I listened to Uncle Fu, otherwise I wouldn't have used this hotel in Haidian to open a martial arts gym for you! But..."
It turns out that this martial arts gym called Jingwu Sect was opened only after Wang Zhongxiao deceived Wang Yu and Wang Fuquan. Wang Zhongxiao's excuse was of course that he was helping Kangxi rebel... If you want to rebel, you need thugs! Just less than a hundred Buku Bai Tanga is still too few.
According to Wang Zhongxiao's calculations, Bukubai Tang'a, who is less than one hundred, can capture at most one Obai, and then take down the Qianqing Gate and the Guards' Stalls, and even the Jingyun Gate may not be able to be taken down. In order to be foolproof, someone had to launch an attack from the imperial kitchen to Jingyun Gate at the same time, and control Jingyun Gate in one fell swoop. And this task will be handed over to Wang Fuchen!
However, it is impossible for Wang Fuchen alone to take down so many Shangsanqi guards at Jingyun Gate, and the soldiers Wang Fuchen brought are not that kind. The Xiaoqi battalion soldiers guarding Donghua Gate and Dong'an Gate are not at all It is impossible to let so many burly men with sinister faces enter the imperial city.
So Wang Zhongxiao proposed to train dozens or hundreds of teenagers outside the palace, and then let some of them sneak into the imperial kitchen with the signs of the Imperial Kitchen Walk and the Military Academy Walk...
This seemingly reliable rebellion plan was immediately approved by Kangxi, so Uncle Fu thought that in the name of training Buku masters, he asked Zhang Laobao to donate his hotel in Haidian and lend it to Wang Zhongxiao to open this fine hotel. Wumen.
Zhang Xiaobao, who had already chosen to worship Tang A, insisted on worshiping Wang Zhongxiao as his disciple and became his second junior brother in order to be firmly attached to the great nobleman Fu Quanfu. But after two or three months of training with Wang Zhongxiao, Xiaobaozi felt that he was already Fuquan's confidant, so he wanted to get rid of Wang Zhongxiao as his master and get a promotion for himself.
But how could Wang Zhongxiao be willing to lower himself in rank? How can a good master suddenly become a nephew?
Before the two people could come to an agreement, Wang Fuchen's loud voice came: "Wang Zhongxiao, your father is here, why don't you come out and kowtow!"
Wang Zhongxiao looked back and saw Wang Fuchen coming in from outside with an angry face, followed by Master Yu, Wang Zhongxian, Wang Zhongyi, Wang An, Wang Quan and others.
When Wang Fuchen arrived, the four of them were teaching students. When Zhang Xiaobao shouted, they all rushed out of the class. Then they followed Wang Fuchen, who was like a gun, to come to Wang Zhongxiao to settle accounts. The four guys explained to Wang Zhongxiao as they walked away.
"Godfather, we only found out later that my second brother sold you...to Aunt Xiaoyu."
"That's right, the four of us were in Zhuangzi in Haidian at that time and didn't know anything."
"If we knew, we would definitely stop the second young master."
"Master, if you punish the second young master, be sure not to punish him too severely. Just hit him a few times..."
Hearing the nonsense of the four of them, Yang Xiaohuan moved closer to Wang Zhongxiao and said a little worriedly: "Master, master will not really hit you, right?"
Do you know it hurts? Wang Zhongxiao turned his head, lowered his gaze again, glanced at Yang Xiaohuan...then smiled and said: "Xiaohuan, don't worry, your master can't beat me!"
"Fight...but?" Yang Xiaohuan was stunned.
Is this filial son going to fight back?
Wang Zhongxiao walked towards Wang Fuchen with a smile. When he saw Wang Fuchen slapping his hands as if he was going to be an unfilial father, he felt that he took out the "Dauchi Xing" waist badge and said with a smile: "Dad, what is this? Do you recognize it? Can the person holding this sign fight?"
When Wang Fuchen saw this sign, he didn't slap it down, but he still held it high, "Ouchi walking badge? How did you get it?"
"Dad, haven't you eaten?" Wang Zhongxiao said, "Let's find a quiet place and talk slowly... Don't worry, there are good things, there are your favorite good things! Little Baozi, hurry up and get some food and drinks, Xiaohuan... come and serve Master Wei and Master to drink!"
Yang Xiaohuan made a blessing ceremony, and then made a sign of respecting guests, "Master, master, please."
Wang Fuchen also saw Yang Xiaohuan, with a look of surprise on his face. He looked at his son whose face was full of lust, finally put away his slap and followed Yang Xiaohuan inside. Wang Zhongxiao turned around and glared at "Xian, Yi, An, Quan", and said in a deep voice: "Take some people and place all my father's soldiers on Zhuangzi!" Then he glanced at Master Yu again, " Master Yu, come together... we will be rich and powerful!"
Master Yu was already tired from the journey, but when he heard about the incredible wealth, he immediately became energetic, and followed Wang Zhongxiao into the backyard of Jingwu Sect in a hurry.
As soon as they entered the yard, they heard Wang Zhongxiao speak: "Xiao Huan, you stay here and keep watch. When Xiao Baozi brings the wine and food, shout out."
"Looking out?" Yang Xiaohuan was stunned and looked at Wang Zhongxiao, "Master, you said you want your apprentice to look out?"
"Yes, take care of it!" Wang Zhongxiao said with a serious face, "If you don't take care of it well... I will use the sect's rules on you as a teacher!"
"Disciple, you must be careful." Yang Xiaohuan stuck out his tongue and quickly stood at the gate of the courtyard.
Wang Zhongxiao opened the door and walked into the courtyard, then pointed to a small building facing north and south, and said to Wang Fuchen: "Dad, please come inside."
Wang Fuchen nodded and strode into the house. Wang Zhongxiao and Master Yu followed. Wang Zhongxiao closed the door at any time.
"What are you doing with the door closed?" Wang Fuchen felt strange. "The room is dark. Are you going to say something shady?"
"Dad, you are a wise man!" Wang Zhongxiao picked his thumb, "My child has some shady things that he wants to tell you."
"What's going on?" Wang Fuchen asked.
Wang Zhongxiao said: "Someone wants to rebel... I heard that your old man often does this, and I want to recruit you to join him!"
"What!" Wang Fuchen jumped up, stared at his good son, and cursed in a low voice, "You, you little bastard, you are going to kill our whole family!"
Wang Zhongxiao burst into laughter: "Dad, why don't you ask who is the person who wants to rebel?"
"Who is it?" Wang Fuchen asked.
"The Emperor, the Queen Mother and Prince Yu!"
"What? They want to rebel against Ao Bai..." Wang Fuchen turned around and was about to run away, but was caught by Wang Zhongxiao, who was quick-sighted and quick-witted.
"Dad, where do you want to go?"
"I want to go back to Yunnan. I don't want to take a wife anymore... Little bastard, go and tell the Emperor and the Queen Mother that I am heartbroken and don't want to get married anymore. I just want to die alone with eight little wives!"
