The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 88 Re-entering the Capital
It was near Maoshi.

There was a torrential rain, and several carriages stopped in the rainy night looming.

The building is brightly lit, flowers are blooming, and the laughter of Yingying and Yanyan is still going on.

In the rain outside the building, the lights floated out, reflecting the outline of the quiet and deserted street corners, the corners of the slate eaves, and the silky drizzle.

Several figures stood with umbrellas.

Chen Baihu was confused, he was hugged by Gu Yu, his eyes were sleepy, he yawned and asked childishly: "Father, where are you going again? Didn't you agree to teach me how to practice?"

Chen Zhuo grinned, held his son in his arms and kissed his tender and plump cheeks, and the father and son touched their foreheads and smiled, "I'll teach you when I come back, and I'll have to study hard with my husband in the future, it's best I even learned foreign language from Mr. Yang."

Xu Shi was extremely sleepy, before he finished speaking, Chen Baihu gave a vague "um" and fell into a deep sleep.

Guyu wore a moon-white cheongsam, held a brown tung oil umbrella, didn't speak, just looked at Chen Zhuo quietly, as if he wanted to burn every trace of the person in front of him into those already dripping water. In the eyes of light.

Chen Zhuo said: "Brother, you must take care of the book left by the patriarch."

Zuo Zongsheng and Lin Heier held an umbrella together and stood quietly in the rain.

"rest assured."

Chen Zhuo let out a breath, and thought about it seriously, "Fifth brother said that after the new year, the south will be on fire; we have killed many Tartar dog officials this year, but how can we kill them cleanly? In this world It's rotten, and now someone thinks that a big fire burned the filth, we should add some firewood... After I leave, after this year, you will let the children of the Shenzhou League move south."

Knowing what he meant, Uncle Deng, Mr. Rui and Zuo Zongsheng responded one after another: "I know...don't worry!"

Chen Zhuo looked at another person, without saying a word, just took out two scimitars and handed them to the other person.

Under the rain, the young man plopped down on his knees, his eyes turned red, and he took the knife with both hands, "Master is on me, and I will be worshiped three times by my disciples!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed three times.

It was Li Shan.

"Get up!"

Finally, Chen Zhuo looked at Liang Chaoyun who was timid at the door, smiled, and stretched out his hand to beckon.

"Brother Chen!"

Liang Chaoyun walked into the rain with his hair tied and without an umbrella.

Seeing this, Gu Yu moved the edge of the umbrella.

Looking at the second daughter under the umbrella, Chen Zhuo chuckled a few times, "Remember, if I don't see my dead body with my own eyes, I will definitely live in this world... Don't be in a hurry to remarry!"

He said the last words to Gu Yu, although it was a joke, but the water in Gu Yu's eyes trembled, turned into two tears, almost slipped down.

Smiling, he reached out to wipe the corners of Guyu's eyes, and then glanced at Liang Chaoyun. Chen Zhuo hugged Hu'er to Guyu and turned around to get into the carriage.

"Brother Chen!"

Liang Chaoyun suddenly shouted anxiously, hurried out, walked up to Chen Zhuo, stuffed a jade box in his hand, his eyebrows were covered with rain, he looked straight into the eyes of the person in front of him, "Take it, daddy!" Say this thing can continue your life, and I will continue your life."

Chen Zhuo was taken aback, and was about to speak, when Gu Yu suddenly pushed behind Liang Chaoyun, and rushed towards him after him.

He swept his arms subconsciously, and then looked at the two people in his arms, startled and then smiled, then hugged tightly, and said seriously: "Wait for me!"

After all, he turned back and got into the carriage.

The driver is Fang Tian.

"Master Chen! Great victory!"

Suddenly a delicate but crisp voice was heard in the building.

Chen Zhuo raised the curtain to take a look, but saw those girls standing in one place at some point, the leader was the woman named "Yu Youwei", who was leading them to serve wine and see them off.

Together with the accountant and the third sister leading the attendants, they were all looking at him.

Glancing at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, or unfamiliar faces, Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "I'll go!"

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Ding Weinian, the first month, forty-nine cities.

The New Year's Eve has passed, and the Lantern Festival has not yet arrived. The sporadic rain is mixed with pieces of snow, kneading into a ball in the wind.

The craftsmen who traveled the rivers and lakes traveled through the streets and alleys, and packed all their belongings for eating with only an old bag.

The sheepskin umbrella above the head is old and torn, shaking in the wind and snow, very much like the current Manchu Dynasty, and it seems to want to tell everyone with the "creak" sound from bumping that it is dying, About to fall.

The two worn straw sandals, which were not warm at all, were supported by a pair of big feet, and they walked step by step.

When this person came, he first brought a series of crisp clangs, tinkling, clanging, and it turned out that there was a bell the size of a longan hanging on the corner of the back.

The liveliness of New Year's Eve has not yet passed, and the Lantern Festival is approaching, and the streets are full of people, so it is very lively.

At a glance, there are dragon dances, lion dances, and people walking on stilts, singing songs and beating gongs, peddlers gather on the side of the road, and the streets are crowded with people, people from south to north, chirping with strange voices. Tune, the noise makes people dizzy.But they couldn't hold back the excitement of the scene, they happily squeezed in and out of the crowd, like loaches.

The craftsman walked to the large fence of the front gate, picked an open space, and casually put down the sash on his back, revealing a washed and whitish green shirt, stabilized the hat on his head, closed the cuffs, and transported enough. With the strength in his abdomen, he let go of his voice and yelled, "Hey! Look at my supernatural powers!"

This roar was really like the explosion of spring thunder, and the shocked people and spectators were all shocked, their legs went limp nearby, and they almost knelt down on the spot, they were frightened half to death.

After reacting, a few old men rolled up their sleeves, looked at them with unkind eyes, and opened their mouths, "Hey, you fucking..."

Unexpectedly, the craftsman was not in a hurry, and with a shake of his shoulders and a shake of his figure, a black and white mask was conjured up out of thin air on the originally young face, with smiling eyebrows and eyes, exquisite and meticulous, which really stunned everyone.

But after a moment of stupefaction, there was a burst of exclamation and cheers.

The spectator who scolded was half-sentenced, his eyes opened suddenly, and he tightly clenched the two boring lion heads he was playing with in his hands, and let out a "huh" in his mouth, his expression changed from anger to shock, and then from surprise to joy, and he cocked his head. Thumbs up and moved forward, he still didn't forget to open the male duck's throat and shouted loudly: "Good job! The Lord rewarded you, let's play two more tricks!"

As soon as the words fell, a Longyang had been thrown by him casually, and it fell into the craftsman's back without any deviation, making a series of rolling sounds.

The others were all amazed, and leaned forward without blinking, as if they wanted to see through the doorway.

Seeing the money, the craftsman showed joy in his eyes, and he didn't talk nonsense. He bowed his hands to the crowd, shook his shoulders, and the facial makeup on his face immediately changed again. There were exclamations and applause.

It is precisely that there is a unique art in that river, one song turns into ten faces, changes to welcome all directions, and each face masks the true chapter.

In the blink of an eye, the craftsman has made his unique skills perfect. With a touch of his hands, he has changed seven times in a row. The facial makeup on his face is black and white, red and green, purple and blue, and his expression also changes. , joy, anger, sorrow, joy and suffering, with vivid eyebrows and eyes, as if all kinds of beings are transformed, making the audience applaud, the high-pitched screams almost tear the heart and lungs, and applaud again and again.

It's just that he showed his skills from this person, but he suffered from other jugglers and jugglers around him.

The spectators in front of Gein's booth were all hooked fish, hooked by the face-changing skill.

However, walking in the rivers and lakes depends on ability to eat. Seeing that their skills are not as good as others, these craftsmen can only close their stalls in loneliness. Taking advantage of the Lantern Festival, they quickly move to a place and earn some money.

As a result, the front of the youth stall became even more lively, surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, even the blond foreigners were amazed, the applause was loud and loud, and it was indeed a skill that overwhelmed all directions.

About half an hour later, seeing more and more spectators gathered around, the young man stopped.

He turned around and picked up the shoulder strap at the side, confessed his crimes to everyone, lost his smile, and only asked for a round of rewards.

It's really impossible not to go, the limelight is too strong, and it is easy to cause trouble.

Catch up with today's world, especially in Beijing and Tianjin, where there are endless teachings and teachings, mixed with indistinguishable fish and dragons.

Since you are walking in the rivers and lakes, earning three meals a day, it is enough to leave money for drinks. The world is big, and since you have a skill, you will have food and clothing; if you are not satisfied, you will be jealous and hate , secretly tricked.

It's common these days to try to make money, it's nothing more than leaking some odds and ends from the gold and silver bags, I'm afraid if I'm afraid that I'm afraid of looking for my own ability, looking for my unique skills, that would be fatal.

As the craftsman squeezed out of the crowd, he still did not forget to apologize with a smile. When he was out of the busy market, he picked out a sesame seed stall, asked for a bowl of thin porridge, bought two sesame seed cakes, lifted his clothes and squatted quietly by the side of the street. eat up.

While eating, the old man who lifted the caged bird by the side of the road suddenly stared straight at him.

The craftsman's eyelids trembled, and as soon as he turned his head away, the old man came over, looked around first, and then whispered something mysteriously and excitedly.

"Master Chen, you are back!"

(End of this chapter)