The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 118 Returning to Tianjin Gate (asking for a monthly ticket)
"What did you say?"

Master Jiugong was astonished, thinking that he had heard wrong.

"Don't you understand?"

"No, you mean what you say?"

Feng Ji smiled and looked at Hong Yihu.

Hong Yihu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, listen carefully, my brother's words are my words, as long as he agrees to you, I, Hongmen, agree to you."

Everyone at the scene was refreshed, including Huang Feihong who had been silent all this time, and Yan Zhendong from the Shahe Gang.

Obviously, they were a little surprised that Feng Ji had such a high status in Hongmen.

Immediately, Master Jiugong was ecstatic and burst into laughter: "Hahaha, good, I promise you!"

"I am the reincarnation of a god, invulnerable to swords and guns, disciples of Hongmen, if you repent at any time, don't blame me!"

He pulled off his robe, but saw that his chest was covered with charms, bulging.

Immediately, Jiugong Daoist slashed his sword, and began to dance the weird Nuo dance while muttering words.

"49 Heaven-shaking changes, the Heavenly Soldiers will be used by me. The bones are like pillars of heaven, the skin covers the ground, and the raging fire is like dust."

"Thousands of knives are cut and thousands of knives are unloaded, and ten thousand knives are cut and ten thousand knives fly."

"Cannon fire is like flying sand, and military weapons are like water."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiugong Zhenren chanted in his mouth, and kept chopping his skin with a sword.

It seems to be really invulnerable.

Such a scene opened the eyes of everyone present.

Especially the members of the Xingzhong Society who believed in science felt incredible and started discussing in low voices.

"Is this White Lotus Sect Jiugong Daoist really invulnerable?"

"This knife can't even cut in, it's too powerful."

"I heard that there is a kind of horizontal kung fu, and it seems that it can be done."

……

Yan Zhendong looked at the scene of Jiugong's live performance, his eyes were a little dignified.

Secretly surprised in his heart: "This real person from the Jiugong sect of the White Lotus Sect has also practiced hard qigong? Looking at this skill, it seems that it is not under my iron shirt."

Huang Feihong also watched and frowned, secretly surprised.

"Bai Lian teaches horizontal exercises, it's really powerful."

He looked at Feng Ji and thought: "I don't know if he can really break the Bailian sect's horizontal practice?"

Among those present, only Wen Biao had a strange expression on his face.

Seeing this, Hong Yihu couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Wen Biao whispered: "This guy from the White Lotus Sect is mysterious, but the kung fu under his feet is a bit like the Golden Bell Jars Kung Fu from the White Lotus Sect."

"You know the golden bell jar?" Hong Yihu asked in surprise.

Wen Biao nodded: "Well, when I went to the north to walk the darts, I met a master of the White Lotus Sect in the north, and he also hit the golden bell."

Speaking of this, his expression became more and more strange.

Hong Yihu couldn't help but asked: "What happened later? What about the master master?"

Wen Biao suppressed a smile: "Killed by Brother Feng."

"what?"

Hong Yihu opened his mouth wide in shock.

On this side, Master Jiugong finally finished casting the spell, raised his head, and shouted to Feng Ji: "Come on!"

Feng Ji grinned: "Hey, stand still, dodging doesn't count as taking my trick."

"Fart, if I hide..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ji punched out fiercely.

call--

There was a rapid crackling sound in the air, as if an arrow was rushing through the air.

Master Jiugong's heart was shocked, and the terrifying killing intent enveloped him, making him feel a sense of death crisis.

His heart trembled wildly. At this moment, he completely disregarded the nonsense just now, and turned his head to the side without hesitation.

boom!
With a bang, Feng Ji's fist was faster than the sound, so that a terrifying air flow was set off.

The violent fist wind and wind pressure, like an air blade, instantly tore his cheeks, dripping with blood!

Master Jiugong was so frightened that goose bumps appeared on his scalp, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

There was silence all around, and suddenly, with a bang, the chair about one meter behind Master Jiugong exploded.

That fist wind shattered the chair!
Yan Zhendong's pupils contracted violently.

This punch was much stronger than that of Jinmenshi!

At the same time, he was very happy, fortunately, he just confessed.

Huang Feihong also couldn't help standing up. Seeing this terrifying punch, he practiced countless times in his heart, and finally sighed.

You can only hide, you can't stop it at all!
How can a mortal body block this punch?
Feng Ji stared at the pale face of Master Jiugong, grinned slightly, opened his fists, rubbed his palms on the top of his head a few times, and said with a smile, "What are you hiding from?"

Master Jiugong's lips trembled: "I...I..."

Feng Ji smiled: "Don't mention Wusheng old mother in front of me in the future, even if you really invite her, she won't be able to take my punch, understand?"

Master Jiugong bowed his head in fright, not daring to speak.

Feng Ji's face darkened, and he squeezed his palms slightly, causing the real Jiugong's scalp to hurt.

"say!"

"Ming...understood."

Feng Ji nodded, then looked back at the crowd, and asked, "Who else wants to talk to me?"

Everyone present, all the bosses of the gang subconsciously bowed their heads, and no one dared to look at him.

Only Huang Feihong stood up.

Feng Ji looked at him, showing doubts.

Huang Feihong sighed and said, "Brother Feng, do you still count on what you said in Baozhilin last time?"

Feng Ji frowned: "What?"

"You're going to take over the militia."

Suddenly, Feng Ji smiled and said, "Of course it counts."

Huang Feihong pointed to Xu Shijie and the others beside him, and said, "Starting today, the Black Banner Army will be handed over to you. These militia groups belong to you. I hope you will not disappoint Lord Liu's expectations."

Xu Shijie and others suddenly showed excitement.

"Master Huang, you—"

"Master Huang!"

Huang Feihong waved his hands and smiled casually: "I'm a martial artist, and I don't know how to lead troops to fight at all. It's fine for me to practice medicine and save lives, but I'm really not capable of leading you to fight on the battlefield."

"You are the elite left behind by Mr. Liu. You are the hope to expel the foreigners. If you stay with me, it is better to follow Brother Feng."

"This country needs you, and the nation needs you."

All the members of the militia at the scene fell to their knees with tears in their eyes.

"Master Huang, please be respected by Xu Shijie!"

"Master Huang, I am worshiped by Li!"

……

Looking at this scene, Feng Ji couldn't help feeling emotional.

Huang Feihong is worthy of being a master of a generation.

Such a magnanimity is beyond comparison.

The rest is simple, with Feng Ji in charge, in the Tongwen Guild Hall, the major gangs get along very harmoniously.

Guangzhou quickly formed an administrative system established by members of the Xingzhong Society, and the military was led by Hongmen.

The concept of democracy spread rapidly in Guangzhou, and new schools blossomed everywhere.

In May 1898, the Japanese army captured Keelung, the treasure island.

The Qing government was at a loss and forbade the internal people to help.

However, scholars in the south were furious and rebelled one after another, and spontaneously rescued the people of Baodao.

Members of the Guangdong Rejuvenation Association even went to Baodao in person to establish a democratic country, with the local gentry Qiu Fengjia as the leader to establish the presidential palace.

This move once again caused a shock in the whole country, and all regions followed suit, and the rebellion became more and more serious.

On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, Kang Youwei wrote to Emperor Guangxu for the fourth time, requesting reform.

In the same year, Russia, France, and Germany intervened in the cession of Liaodong in the Treaty of Shimonoseki.

Britain and the United States also did not want Japan to expand its power in China too much, and advised Japan to accept the demands of the three countries.After the Sino-Japanese War, Japan was very tired and unable to deal with the three countries, so it decided to make concessions to the three countries, but proposed that China should pay a considerable amount of compensation.

On the second day of September, the three countries and Japan agreed that China would compensate 3000 million taels of "redemption fees for Liao Dynasty".

On September 22, Li Hongzhang and Lin Dong, the Japanese Minister to China, signed a treaty on the delivery of southern Liaoning.Afterwards, the three countries demanded credit and compensation by interfering with the Liao Dynasty, and forced the Qing government to grant the privileges of leasing military ports, building railways, and mining mines.

Tsarist Russia took the opportunity to rapidly expand its aggressive forces in Northeast China.

For a time, the Qing Dynasty continued to decline, and the people's resistance became more and more intense.

……

At the end of the year, Feng Ji finally returned to Jinmen.

Stepping on the familiar streets again, Jinmen is still lively, but people's faces are full of uneasiness and vigilance.

People come and go, and there are people everywhere shouting to learn Shenquan and protect the country.

Boxer forces have penetrated into Tianjin.

Fengjiabao.

"Ji'er!"

When Yu Saifeng saw his son again, his eyes were red immediately, and he hurried up to meet Feng Ji, hugged Feng Ji, and couldn't stop crying.

Feng Changren's eyes were also slightly red, but he was smiling all over his face. He looked at Feng Ji carefully, and laughed loudly: "You brat, you've grown up!"

Feng Ji smiled, when the second and third sisters ran out.

The second sister shouted: "Little brother, didn't the eldest sister come back with you?"

The third sister also said: "Brother, is the south fun?"

Only Zhang Shurong stood behind them, her eyes were red, tears could not stop streaming down, her eyes were full of longing and joy.

It's just that she restrained her excitement, pinched the handkerchief tightly with her white fingers, and pursed her lips, for fear that she would cry out when she opened her mouth.

Huan'er and Fengchun, two maids, one on the left and one on the right, were also full of excitement and joy.

The two little maids also had red eyes.

Feng Ji comforted his mother, and said to everyone with a smile, "I'm back, haven't I? Why are you crying?"

"Eldest sister is fine, even though the Duan family is in trouble, fortunately brother-in-law is fine, and Da Bao is fine."

"I'll talk about this later. I've been eating and sleeping on the road, and I'm very hungry. Where's the food?"

He interrupted to divert the attention of his parents and sisters.

Sure enough, Yu Saifeng immediately shouted: "Hurry up, let the kitchen know and prepare the dishes quickly."

The second sister also said: "Little brother, I'll go to the kitchen and make it for you."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Second sister can also cook?"

The third sister immediately laughed and said: "Haha, brother, you don't know, the second sister has a lover, and now she is no longer chasing foreign things every day, and she wants to be a good wife and mother. "

"Damn girl, I'll tear your mouth apart." The second sister chased after the third sister in embarrassment.

The third sister ran to the backyard giggling, and the whole family burst out laughing.

Feng Ji couldn't help but smile, this is home.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Shurong who hadn't stepped forward.

The two looked at each other, Zhang Shurong suddenly felt aggrieved, and tears fell down.

Feng Ji walked over and said with a smile, "I'm not at home these days, thank you for your hard work."

He gently wiped away her tears.

Zhang Shurong couldn't care about the public anymore, she couldn't bear the longing in her heart, and threw herself into his arms.

Since the Zhang family disappeared, Feng Ji is her only relative in this world.

He is her heaven. Since he left Jinmen, she has thought about it day and night, and today her heaven is back.

"Stop crying, stop crying, isn't this back? There are so many people watching."

Zhang Shurong vented for a while, her face blushed when she heard this, she hurriedly left Feng Ji's embrace, and said in a low voice, "Sir, I'll go to the back kitchen to serve you food."

After all, he ran away like an escape.

With light steps, the girl's playfulness that I hadn't seen for a long time resumed.

At the dinner table, Feng Ji's appetite still surprised the servants at home, but fortunately, those who knew him well knew his appetite.

"What's going on in Guangzhou? I heard people say that there's a revolution there?"

At the dinner table, Feng Changren inquired about things in the south.

Feng Ji smiled and briefly talked about the situation in Guangzhou.

Feng Changren was dumbfounded after hearing this.

"You mean, you also participated in the revolution over there?"

"That's it."

"Hey, my good son, don't dare to talk nonsense, especially in this Jinmen, you must not mention it, you know?"

"Didn't you ask me that?"

"Bah, bah, bah, I shouldn't ask, remember, don't mention things about Guangzhou when you come back."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "What's the current situation with the Qiangwuhui and the Escort Bureau? Nothing happened, right?"

Feng Changren shook his head: "There is no trouble. Qiangwuhui is still the number one sect in Jinmen. Shunyuan Escort Bureau has now expanded to all parts of the north. Now everyone recognizes the brand of Shunyuan Escort Bureau."

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "I heard that the Boxer Rebellion has arrived in Tianjin. Does the family business have any impact?"

"No, the Boxer Trouble is caused by foreign religions. It has nothing to do with us. Even if we want to fight the autumn wind, we don't dare to provoke us."

Feng Ji had a good meal and drank a bowl of ginseng soup made by Zhang Shurong.

"Father, I think the family can move to Hong Kong."

"Hongkong?"

Feng Changren was stunned, not knowing why.

Feng Ji retreated to the left and right, and analyzed the current situation with Feng Changren.

After chatting like this, more than an hour passed, and the night was dark.

Finally, Feng Changren was persuaded by Feng Ji, and planned to start his business in the south this year.

In the backyard, Zhang Shurong finished washing early, and there was a tall wooden bucket in the room, which was already filled with hot water.

She leaned against the door, looking forward to it.

Huan'er covered her mouth with a snicker, and said, "Miss, you've been waiting for a long time, why don't you go and urge my uncle."

Zhang Shurong blushed, and said coquettishly: "Damn girl, what nonsense are you talking about? When my husband comes back, I must have a lot of important things to talk to my father-in-law. How can I bother you?"

Huan'er was helpless, and said: "Really, uncle doesn't even know how much miss misses him."

Zhang Shurong glared at her: "It's not big or small."

At this time, at the gate of the yard, Fengchun trotted all the way back.

Seeing this, Zhang Shurong quickly stood up and asked, "Fengchun, is the husband over?"

Feng Chunxi said: "Ma'am, I saw that the young master has left the study and is coming this way."

Zhang Shurong's face was like a peach blossom, full of joy: "Quick, let's see if the water is warm."

She turned and walked into the room, then turned back suddenly and asked, "Huan'er, is my makeup still neat?"

"It's beautiful, miss, hee hee."

Zhang Shurong blushed and was very nervous.

Not long after, I heard footsteps, and Feng Chun shouted loudly outside the door: "Master, you are finally here, Madam has been waiting for you for a long time."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Madam has been waiting for a long time."

Squeak, the door was pushed open, but the candles in the room were brightly lit.

Zhang Shurong's face was like a peach blossom, and she was sitting in front of the window with a graceful figure.

The two looked at each other, and her eyes were watery, sticking to Feng Ji's body like a lake of autumn water.

Fengchun and Huan'er looked at each other, quietly exited the door, and closed the door.

Feng Ji sat by the bed and gently held Zhang Shurong's catkin.

"Shuyi..."

"Master..."

The two of them had a thousand words to say, but at this moment they both had a tacit understanding and kept silent.

It's just that each of them became short of breath, as if the temperature in the room had also risen a bit.

"I... wait for my husband to take a bath..."

Just as Zhang Shurong got up, Feng Ji picked her up.

But he heard him chuckle in her ear and say, "Wash together."

Zhang Shurong blushed immediately, but she bravely raised her head and looked at him.

Amidst her shyness, she nodded vigorously and said 'hmm'.

The clothes are all faded, and the water waves are rolling.

"My husband... wants me..."

When the silkworm is dead, the silk will be exhausted, and the torch will turn into gray and tears will begin to dry.

Tonight is doomed to sleepless.

……

The next day, it was three poles high in the sun, and it was rare for Feng Ji to sleep late.

Hugging the plump body of my beautiful wife, I have endless aftertaste.

"Sir, you said that I have been married to Feng's family for so long, why am I not pregnant yet?"

Zhang Shurong lay in Feng Ji's arms, her crescent eyebrows slightly frowned, a little worried.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "You and I have only been married for a year, it won't be that fast, don't worry."

But Zhang Shurong shook her head: "If there is a baby by my side, it won't be too boring. I will miss you so much when my husband is not here."

Feng Ji could understand her distress, and said with a smile immediately: "This time, I should stay for a while when I come back this time, and I can always conceive."

Zhang Shurong said distressedly: "Is it because my body is too delicate? I can't come here a few times every time, just... I can't stop my husband."

"I heard people say that on the side of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, there is Erxiangu who is illuminated by a red light. She said that there is a secret method for giving birth. Do you think I should ask for it?"

Feng Ji frowned when he heard the words: "Red light?"

"Well, I heard that they are all gatherings at women's homes."

Feng Ji's expression darkened immediately, he shook his head and said, "Don't go!"

"Ah?" Zhang Shurong was puzzled.

Feng Ji said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid this red light has something to do with the Boxers."

"what!"

Zhang Shurong's pretty face turned pale, she really thought about it.

But never thought that this is actually the Boxer Organization?

"Then how come there are still women in the Boxers?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Nowadays there are women's schools. Isn't it normal for Boxers to have women?"

Right now everything is changing, reforming.

In October, Beiyang University was established, the first university in China and the predecessor of Tianjin University.

In short, the world is in an era of rapid development. If you don't pay attention, you will be eliminated by society.

"Then I won't go to those red lights."

Feng Ji rubbed her pink back with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, I will stay at home often during this time, and I will definitely make you pregnant."

……

It wasn't until noon, when Feng Ji finished his lunch, that he came to the Qiangwuhui.

Zhao Jian and others got the news and waited here early.

Seeing Feng Ji, all the martial artists showed joy.

"President, you are back."

"President, how about the south side? I heard that the revolutionaries over there revolted?"

"I heard that the Qing court is too busy to take care of itself and can no longer control the south?"

As soon as they met, they asked Feng Ji about the revolution in the south.

Feng Ji casually talked about the situation in the south, and asked at the same time: "What's the situation here in Jinmen? I heard that the Boxers have already developed to Jinmen?"

"I was just about to tell you that the leaders of the Boxer Regiment all came to visit us and wanted to persuade us to join them. We didn't dare to make a decision when you weren't here, President."

Zhao Jian immediately explained the situation to Feng Ji.

It turned out that after the Boxers came to Tianjin, they had already come to the strong martial arts meeting.

After all, Qiangwuhui is the strongest gang in the area, so they naturally need to meet each other.

Feng Ji asked: "How is the opponent's strength?"

"There are three people here, named Cao Futian, Zhang Decheng, and Liu Chengxiang."

"Among them, Zhang Decheng and Liu Chengxiang seem to be headed by Cao Futian."

"As for fist and kick kung fu, I think it's quite common, but these people are quite weird, talkative, with some spells on their bodies, they are actually invulnerable. I have never seen them practice horizontal kung fu."

Zhao Jian recalled the three nominal and boxing leaders.

Feng Ji felt in his heart that the so-called spells cannot be real.

The uprisings and rebellions of this era are more or less mythical.

Just like the White Lotus Sect, they all use the reincarnation of a certain great immortal as an excuse to trick ordinary people into joining.

Compared with these people, the revolutionary party members relied on scientific methods and armed revolution, so it was more likely to overthrow the Qing government.

"By the way, President, there is good news that I haven't had time to tell you."

"what news?"

"The Great Swordsman Wang Wu is back. He is now in the capital, and together with Yan Si and Yuan Fu, he also established the Strong Martial Arts Academy in the capital."

(End of this chapter)