Marriage is a major event in life. For Pang Guan, Gong Er is not bad. Although he was engaged, the two parties actually had no feelings and could not say they liked each other.

The first conversation can only be considered acquaintance, and there are very few people who know each other, but this is a tradition in early China.

Gong Er would not have the intention to object to his parents' orders, and Pang Guan did not have the idea of ​​shirking responsibility. Everything would be in accordance with the elders and let it go.

On that day, at the Gong family courtyard, Gong Baosen and Pang’s father’s wine glasses were colliding at the wine table. Even if this matter was decided, Pang Guan postponed it for three years when the day was finalized.

The reason he gave was to travel all over China and conquer the world.

They are all warriors, no one objected to this reason.

In the past two years, Pang Guan visited the north and the north, and went all the way, with some draws and some wins neatly, but only no one lost.

Ip Man once said, "A belt is a breath, and you must be a human being in this breath."

Gong Baosen will also say in the future that if you light a lamp in one breath, you will have a resounding remark if you never forget it.

The former refers to the spirit of a martial artist, while the latter refers to the kung fu belief of a martial artist who works tirelessly and moves forward bravely.

Pang Guan also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Before he was twenty-six years old, he felt that although what his father said was not completely correct, it was definitely good.

Pang's father was in turmoil for the first half of his life, with swords and swords, striving for the revolution, fighting for China, and devoting himself to his ideals.

When I got older, I was discouraged and wanted to pass on my own half-stage. This was not wrong.

When he named Pang Guan, the sentence "I will be on my own and I will be on my own," said that his will was depressed.

The Pang family has passed down several generations, with a small population, and the unique skill of the iron sand palm is Pang Guan also believes that it should be passed down.

But when he was twenty-six years old, the more than thirty beasts that were slapped to death by Pang Guan personally made Pang Guan change his mind.

It is useless to transmit light in three moves and two moves, just like those brilliant gold bars buried in the soil, they can only be buried in the soil forever, and they have to be used to have their value and meaning.

So, Pang Guan headed south and came to Guangdong.

1936.

Chen Jitang divided the provincial government and was independent of the north and south, which was considered a peaceful year.

In Guangdong, the most famous playground is Chentang Liushang. In Foshan, the most popular is the Gonghe Building in Yingshazui. Because it is full of gold, it is also called Jinlou.

When Pang Guan entered Foshan, he became famous for two months, not because of his martial arts skills, but because of his exquisite hands.

Women's money is often easier to earn than men's. They can't make much money by fighting swords, guns, swords, halberds, kitchen knives and hoes.

But inlaid with gold and forging jade and making some exquisite jewelry, the profits would be huge in Foshan, which had a strong atmosphere in the old era.

After only two months in Foshan, the repair of the Jinlou was fully covered by Pang Guan. The golden hairpins on the heads of the girls in the hall were all from Pang Guan's hands.

Pang Guan doesn't like watching operas. He can't understand the soft murmurs in the south. He doesn't like the opera singer with orchid fingers and light pink on his face.

But whenever the opera is performed in the hall, Pang Guan will come!

It is not about having fun, but about meeting that person.

It was not Ip Man, but the descendant of Zhang Yinhuan, the former Qing Dynasty Western Minister, and Zhang Yongcheng, the wife of Ip Man and Zhang Yongcheng.

Perhaps the difference between women from the north and the south is here, and Gong Er and Zhang Yongcheng are the two representatives.

The first time Pang Guan met Zhang Yongcheng was a night ago. The one who brought her to the temple was Ye Man. The Ye family was a prominent family in Foshan, Guangdong, and was known as Pederi Ye, which means that the entire Pederi belongs to the Ye family.

Even the house that Pang Guan rents now belongs to the Ye family.

In the old days, Zhang Yongcheng was very conservative. He was a good wife and mother, and he went to the hall to listen to music openly, not afraid of others' jokes. This was a bit straightforward.

What touched Pang Guan was the Yanran smile after Zhang Yongcheng was always silent. She didn't talk much because she said that speaking was easy to hurt people, and getting along with Ip Man was indifferent.

What made Pang Guan a pity was that his slight smile was just for Ip Man.

The Golden Tower is a place where men are ecstatic, and it is known as the prince coming in and the eunuchs coming out, which is an extremely luxurious place.

But there must be people with temperament in the world, and some of them are hidden masters.

Most people think that Jinlou is a place for flower and wine, but on the other hand, it is also a heroic land.

Two months later, Pang Guan also met some people.

Brother Yong was watching the show, the eldest sister in the hall, and the gentleman in the accountant, oh! There is also Lao Li who likes to smoke, and the shopkeeper who always smiles.

The one I got the most talked about with Pang Guan was the "Kanto Ghost" in the kitchen!

That day, a group of people came from the north and entered the Jinlou, where the Guangzhou Jingwu Association gathered.

The night before, it rained heavily.

Ip Man had a conflict with the local gang. On a rainy night, Pang Guan met Ip Man's Wing Chun.

Wing Chun in Foshan began with Liang Zan and was promoted to Chen Huashun. Ip Man joined Chen Huashun when he was eight years old and was regarded as the third descendant of Wing Chun.

In fact, Wing Chun at that time was just a small boxing species, far less famous than Hongquan, Zuiquan, Cai Lifo and others.

Wing Chun is a kind of close-fitting short-term fight in the south. It is characterized by fast punches and short force. The main routine is small thoughts. The first thing to do is to practice is to "marking fingers". The matching weapons are eight-slashing swords and six-thirty-three sticks.

In Yip Man's hands, Wing Chun was very rigorous, and his years of practice of wooden stakes made him have almost no flaws in his moves.

The feet are not as strong as the waist, the elbows are connected, the upper body is spread out, the upper body is slammed, the lower part is two-character pincers.

On a rainy night, one person fought against dozens of good players holding axes. His fists were sharp, his words were short and powerful, and his steps were rigorous.

That night, Pang Guan witnessed the whole process, but he was not the only one who saw this scene, but Mr. Gong was there too!

The lobby on the second floor of the Golden Tower is not large in size, with gold edges embedded on the door leaf, not very transparent glass in the middle, glass lamps hanging on the top, candles on both sides, lampshades are used to block the wind, making the originally dark Golden Tower more bright.

The old man sat behind the table, wearing a black melon-skin hat, slowly using his index finger to pierce his ears.

Ma San, who was still slightly gray on his temples, stood on his right hand, and the old man was sitting on his left hand with the head of Tongbeiquan.

There was a large group of people in front of them, including the manager of Jinlou, the sisters in the lobby, and of course, members of the Jingwu Association were indispensable.

Some people were smoking cigarettes and some were holding flower fans. There were many people, but no one spoke.

Pang Guan stood beside Mr. Rui, leaning against the door and wall, and was invisible to others.

"In my life, I only had three things. I merged the Xingyi Sect and the Bagua Sect, took over my senior brother's class, led the Chinese Warrior Association, joined forces with more than a dozen sects such as Tongbei, Cannon Hammer, Tai Chi, Yan Qing, etc., and finally formed a Northern Boxer to go south to pass on his skills.

In 1933, the Guangdong-Guangdong National Museum was established and the Five Tigers went to the south of the Yangtze River. Mr. Li Renchao and I negotiated in this golden building.

I am old and the newcomer is about to make a comeback. My retirement ceremony was held in the north. This time it was an invitation from the Mengjing Martial Arts Association. I will hold it again here. I want to say goodbye to the old buddies and old comrades in the south. The one who works with me in the north is my eldest disciple Ma San, and he took it in my class!"

After the old man said this, Ma San bowed his hand and applause rang out on the second floor.

"You all have to take care of him. I originally wanted to do the last thing, which was to pass on the southern fist in the north. Unfortunately, I had no time. At the retreat ceremony here, I thought I was a southern boxer. Of course, I had to be recognized by everyone. Choose one!"

After these words, the leader of the Jingwu Association immediately understood that Gong Baosen's intentions were still there many years ago, but he did not have completely succeeded at that time. This time, he took advantage of the opportunity to retire and wanted to make up for this matter again.

Although Mr. Gong was determined to unify the martial arts world, the technique he used this time was a little anxious.

He hopes that the South will pick a boxer to fight with him, not only to support his juniors, but more importantly, to use his own force to conquer the South. This is a naked provocation, and to force the southern martial arts world on the surface.

Gong Baosen used this move back then, and this time it was even more cliché, but he was the one who took action this time.

Pang Guan stood behind the man and watched the old man throw down the Zhan Shu, sighed in his heart: It's too radical! Why bother?

If you lose, it can be said that you are wise to sweep the floor. If you win, you will also bully the small by the big one. No matter how you look at it, it is not worth it.

The old man was obsessed with his deep obsession and no longer saw his reputation. He completely put aside his face in order to unify the Chinese martial arts world. This was his last chance, and he had already burned his head.

Pang Guan thought that the old man's initial idea was probably even more extreme, but the battle last night made him discover Ip Man, and he had the idea of ​​working with others.

Pang Guan quietly retreated and went to the kitchen.

The back kitchen of Jinlou is not as luxurious as other places. A gentleman is far away from the kitchen. This kind of place was cheap at that time.

I still remember the first time I met Ding Lianshan, my aura was particularly strong, my clothes were exquisite, and my stitches were tight. But now, my hair was gray and my clothes were dark. I hid in this place where I could not see a stranger and lived alone.

"Have you seen it?" Ding Lianshan asked.

"Well, the old man used his old trick again, and this time he was even more ready to end up in person," Pang Guan replied.

When Ding Lianshan heard this, he sighed: "What do you think?"

"I'm anxious, but by the way, he has no choice," said Pang Guan.

Ding Lianshan stopped adding firewood and looked up at Pang Guan: "I didn't expect you to agree?"

"I don't want it, but the method is right. The fire in this stove must be added to burn it," said Pang Guan.

Ding Lianshan didn't say anything, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Stay here tonight and have a drink with me."

Pang Guan shook his head: "My father said that those who practice iron sand palms should not drink alcohol. At most, they should taste it lightly, otherwise they will not be able to control their pores of blood and blood."

Ding Lianshan nodded lonely when he heard this.

The next day, Pang Guan heard a piece of news that after the old man left last night, Ma San stayed without permission and fought against the members of the Jingwu Association alone.

With his domineering Xingyiquan, everyone was unable to fight back.

And I left a sentence: When I enter the temple to worship Buddha, I have to go to the mountain gate first. If I want to see the true Buddha, I have to pass by my Masan first!

When Pang Guan heard this, he felt that Ma San was thirty years old. After so many years of being with Mr. Gong, he couldn't even see the old man's true intention.

Pang Guan didn't know whether it was really impossible to see, or was deliberately coming to the door to provoke.

What he knew was that Ma San wanted to take over the old man's job and could not lose, but he had already issued a letter of war and could not retreat.
Chapter completed!