The next day, night, Foshan Railway Station.
Wang Yan, along with President Chen of the Jingwu Association and other senior executives, perked up and straightened their clothes as the train whistle sounded.
When the train stopped, Gong Baosen got off with a large group of disciples including Gong Er and Ma San.
"Haha, it's been a long time since we last met. Senior Gong is still as charming as ever." President Chen quickly stepped forward to welcome him.
"No, no, President Chen is still the same as he was back then." Gong Baosen said politely, nodded to Wang Yan, looked at the others present, and said with a bow, "Thank you all, Gong, for waiting for so long."
These people are not as good as Miyabo Suga in terms of rank, they were flattered and returned the greeting.
"Senior Gong, you've been traveling so long. You should go and rest first. We've already arranged a place for you." President Chen said, extending his hand to invite, "Senior Gong, please."
"Thank you, President Chen, please come in." Gong Baosen said.
It was not appropriate for Wang Yan to speak in this situation, so he followed everyone to the place arranged by the Jingwu Association.
President Chen and his team accompanied us for a welcoming banquet and then left without disturbing us too much.
Gong Baosen took a sip of tea and asked, "How is your injury?"
"I'm recovering well. I haven't done much during this period." Wang Yan smiled and said, "By the way, Master Gong, I forgot to tell you last time that Senior Ding is in Foshan."
Gong Baosen paused while drinking tea and asked, "Senior brother?" Gong Er and Ma San were also stunned and looked at Gong Baosen, waiting for him to speak.
After all, he had experienced many ups and downs. Gong Baosen was not anxious and asked calmly: "Where is he?"
"It's in the Golden Tower where the ceremony will be held tomorrow." Wang Yan said, "I met Senior Ding as early as 31 years ago, but he didn't let me know because he was afraid you would miss him. Master Gong won't blame me, right?"
"It's okay," Gong Baosen waved his hand, as if recalling the past, and sighed, "It hasn't been easy for him over the years."
Wang Yan tactfully didn't disturb her. He said hello to Gong Er and left.
Although the movement has been going on for twenty years, a generation's time. It would be embarrassing to do it a hundred or eighty years from now, let alone now. Gong Er was still somewhat uncomfortable communicating in person, so she didn't chat with the two of them.
You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, it's just a matter of time.
The next day, in the Golden Building, people from the martial arts world gathered there.
"I've only accomplished three things in my life... At the retirement ceremony here, the guy I was sparring with was, I think, a boxer from the south. Pick one."
After saying that, Gong Baosen took his men away.
It wasn't Wang Yan's turn to speak here at all. He just watched the fun with Gong Er.
Just like before, when the True Buddha tried to defeat Ma San, a fierce fight broke out. Gong Baosen, who had seen Ding Lianshan, came back and scolded Ma San and sent him back to the Northeast.
Whether it was Ma San causing trouble or sending him back to the Northeast, Wang Yan did not stop him or say anything. It was neither his place nor his place to intervene.
It’s the same principle as when Ip Man competed with Wang Yan. He had no choice but to join forces with Gong Pao-sen.
However, Gong Er didn't complain this time, as Wang Yan had already fought Ip Man. Therefore, this time, there was no winner. In reality, Gong Baosen didn't care about winning or losing; he just wanted to support his followers and spread their spirit.
The result was naturally Ip Man's victory. Wang Yan had watched the two men's fight carefully and estimated that if Gong Baosen was at his peak, Ip Man's Bridge Listening Technique would have been very difficult to use. Ip Man had fought Wang Yan many times before, and of course he had used Bridge Listening Technique against them both. However, Ip Man only used it once, and after being bedridden for three days, he never used it again against them.
After finishing his business and visiting some old friends, Gong Baosen did not stay long and returned to the Northeast with the reluctant Gong Er.
In the Ye family mansion, Zhang Yongcheng was eating while holding his one-year-old daughter in his arms. He gave instructions to Ye Zhun and Zhou Guangyao from time to time, while listening to what Wang Yan, Ye Wen and Zhou Qingquan were saying.
Wang Yan picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and asked, "How do you feel, Mr. Ye?"
Ye Wen, who was drinking soup, heard this and coughed twice to calm down before saying, "Ah Yan, you are making fun of me again."
Zhou Qingquan said with a smile, "Ah Wen, I'm not kidding. Even though I'm not involved in the underworld, I've heard that you're the most sought-after figure in Guangdong Province right now."
"Brother Quan is right. Don't you have a little confidence?" Wang Yan agreed with Zhou Qingquan, then said in a chubby tone, "Don't you agree, Mr. Ye?"
Zhang Yongcheng, who was listening to their conversation, burst out laughing, but noticed the helpless look in Ip Man's eyes and quickly held his laughter back.
Ye Wen rolled his eyes, lowered his head to eat, and ignored Wang Yan. There was nothing he could do. He couldn't win by talking, nor by fighting. He didn't even have a chance to retaliate.
After dinner, the three of them drank tea and chatted as usual.
"Brother Quan, we should purchase more supplies." Wang Yan said after taking a sip of tea.
Zhou Qingquan asked in confusion, "Didn't we just get a lot last time? What happened again?"
"Nothing's wrong, I can't tell what's wrong, but I always feel like a storm is about to break out, and I'm uneasy." Wang Yan sighed, then asked Ye, who was smoking comfortably beside him, "Brother Wen, why don't you take out the money you don't need at home? It's better to be prepared."
Neither of them had any objections. Wang Yan's vision was impeccable and had always been very accurate.
Less than a year had passed, and Wang Yan's situation became increasingly urgent. Besides writing letters and chatting with Gong Er, he was recruiting people for training, stockpiling supplies, and taking turns organizing small-scale military training trips north to prepare for changes.
In 1937, the incident broke out, the world was in an uproar, the war began, and Wang Yan took a detour to the north.
The train started slowly. Wang Yan, wearing a long gown and glasses, sat quietly in the corner. He was about to leave the border, and the inspection was quite strict.
At this time, a man sat opposite, with cold eyes, staring straight at Wang Yan.
He knew who it was by looking at his face. Wang Yan stared at him and said calmly, "What can I do for you?"
"I want to see who's better."
"There will be a chance. Do you need help?" Wang Yan looked behind him and said softly.
Yixiantian said word by word: "I'll wait." Then he stood up and left.
Several Japanese soldiers holding guns saw his back and shouted, "There he is!" and rushed over. Attracted by the sound, more people ran over there.
Wang Yan shook his head. What a bastard. He was being chased but still had the mind to compete with others.
After arriving in Fengtian safely, Wang Yan quietly entered the Gong family mansion and sneaked into Gong Baosen's study.
As soon as he entered, he saw Gong Baosen's sharp eyes staring at him. When he found it was him, he smiled slightly, relaxed and said, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"The situation is not good, Master Gong. We can't delay any longer. Over a million people in Shanghai are now in chaos, and the Japanese are clearly showing their evil intentions. Given the current situation, if I stir up trouble again, the Japanese won't care." Wang Yan didn't answer. Instead, he sighed and said, "Master Gong, let's go. There's more room for maneuver over there."
"You're already this old, why are you still going to leave?" Gong Baosen said, "I'll forget it. You can take Ruomei with you."
Wang Yan said helplessly: "Can she be assured, Master Gong?"
"I know you want to do something here and establish the Chinese Warrior Association. But Master Gong, if you stay here, you will die. The longer you live, the longer you can rule. And you can also bring those people to my side to expand the team. Where can we not kill the Japanese?"
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wang Yan quickly said: "Master Gong, when we have children in the future, I plan to give the first boy the surname Gong." Gong Baosen had a son before but he died young. This must be his regret.
Hearing this, Gong Baosen's emotions were in turmoil. He pondered for a while and said, "I'll think about it again, think about it again." Gong Baosen waved his hand and said, "Go see Ruomei."
Leaving Gong Baosen to think, Wang Yan climbed over the wall into Gong Er's yard and saw her sitting in the yard looking up at the stars.
Hearing the noise, Gong Er instinctively reached out and shouted, "Who?"
Wang Yan walked out from the darkness: "It's me."
Gong Er put down her hand and took two steps forward in surprise, but then suddenly realized that this was inappropriate, so she stopped and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Isn't this a fight? I'm worried about you still having Master Gong." As he spoke, Wang Yan walked up to Gong Er and said, "Go and persuade Master Gong. I can't persuade him."
Gong Er said, "You've mentioned this a lot in your letters, and I've tried to persuade you many times."
Looking into Gong Er's eyes, Wang Yan said, "Go and persuade her again. I just told Master Gong that our first son's surname will be Gong."
As a daughter, how could she not know what her father was thinking? Hearing Wang Yan's words, Gong Er was suddenly shocked and looked at Wang Yan in disbelief: "You...are you serious?" Before she could say it, Gong Er realized that Wang Yan said he wanted to have a child with her.
"Of course it's true."
Gong Er blushed with shame and lowered her head, not daring to look at Wang Yan: "Who wants to have...a child with you?"
Wang Yan naturally hugged Gong Er in his arms and said with a smile: "Of course I will give birth to her with you."
Gong Er's body stiffened when Wang Yan hugged her, but she quickly reacted and pushed Wang Yan away: "I... I will go and persuade my father." After saying that, she turned around and ran away.
Wang Yan smiled, went into the house, lay down on the kang, and fell asleep in a short while. He was exhausted from the long journey.
Gong Baosen, who was deep in thought with his eyes closed, was awakened by Gong Er. Looking at her flushed face, Gong Baosen smiled slightly and said, "Come to persuade me?"
Nodding, Gong Er blushed and said, "Dad, Wang Yan said he wants the child to have the surname Gong. Don't you want to see the child?"
"Well, of course I do, but..."
"Dad, I know you want to stay here and do something. But you can do more by helping Wang Yan." Seeing Gong Baosen silent, Gong Er acted like a daughter and made the final decision: "I have the final say this time, it's settled. Pack up tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow." After saying that, Gong Er turned around and ran away without paying any attention to Gong Baosen who was sighing.
When Gong Er returned to the yard, he saw that there was no one there. He walked into the house and woke up Wang Yan who had just dozed off.
Wang Yan rubbed his face and said, "What do you mean?"
"Pack up your things tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow."
Wang Yan stood up and said, "Okay, let's do this for now. It's getting late, let's go to bed." After saying that, Wang Yan was about to go out.
Gong Er pulled Wang Yan and said, "Just sleep here." After saying that, she realized something was wrong and explained, "There are many people in the Gong family, so we should avoid being discovered."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Wang Yan said, "Okay, I'll listen to you." After that, he lay back down.
"Wait for me to get you a pillow and a quilt." Gong Er called out and took out a set of quilts from the cabinet.
After saying thank you, Wang Yan covered himself with the quilt, put his head on the pillow, and fell asleep.
Gong Er also knew Wang Yan's situation, but she didn't think much of it. She tidied herself up quietly and lay down beside Wang Yan, watching him quietly. She didn't know when she fell asleep, with a smile on her face.
The next day, Wang Yan woke up full of energy. He glanced at Gong Er beside him and walked outside carefully.
Facing the rising sun, he stretched out his body, and then started punching on the spot.
After randomly throwing two sets of punches, Wang Yan concentrated and took a deep breath.
Seeing Wang Yan finished practicing, Gong Er said, "Your punch is different."
Without answering the question, Wang Yan smiled gently and said, "Practice?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Gong Er kicked the ground with her right foot and simultaneously launched a cannon punch towards Wang Yan's chest. Wang Yan dodged sideways, following Gong Er's momentum and gently kicking Gong Er's thigh. He stumbled forward a few steps. Holding his position, he turned around and gave Wang Yan a look of shame and anger, then pressed forward to fight again, striking Wang Yan with a chopping palm while gathering momentum with his left hand.
Wang Yan blocked the chopping palm, stepped forward and slightly turned to avoid the attack from his left hand, then pushed Gong Er away with a palm and chased after her with another palm. Gong Er reacted slowly and watched Wang Yan change his palm into a grab. In a flash, Gong Er regained consciousness and was already in Wang Yan's arms.
Lying in Wang Yan's arms, Gong Er looked at Wang Yan in a daze.
At this moment, the door was slammed and then pushed open. At the same time, Lao Jiang's voice came over: "Second Miss, eat..." Before he finished speaking, Lao Jiang, who came in, looked at the scene in front of him in shock, turned around and was about to close the door and leave.
"It's okay, Old Jiang." Gong Er came back to his senses, rolled his eyes at Wang Yan, and slapped him lightly: "Why don't you put me down?"
Gong Er came down, straightened her clothes, and said, "I'll go eat first, and I'll ask Lao Jiang to bring it to you later." After that, she left first.
Lao Jiang gave Wang Yan a thumbs up with a smile on his face, turned around and followed him. The monkey on his shoulder grinned at Wang Yan.
In the study, everyone drank tea and discussed matters after dinner.
"Master, you go ahead." Ma San said to Gong Baosen, "I'll stay in Fengtian to guard the house. We need to have no one at home."
"Do I need you to guard the house? There's no one left in my Gong family." Gong Baosen took a sip of tea and said, "Let's go together."
Ma San opened his mouth to speak, but Wang Yan interrupted, "Brother Ma, home is where there are people. Let's go together." Wang Yan knew why. It was simply that Ma San didn't obey him and didn't want to hang out with them. If he didn't want Gong Baosen to live a few more years, he would have let Ma San die.
Looking at Wang Yan, Ma San's eyes were unclear. He opened his mouth but ultimately did not refute.
Gong Baosen nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, go pack up. The road is not safe, so pack light. You will have everything you need when you get there."
Everyone dispersed and went back to pack their things.
Leaving Wang Yan in the study, Gong Er accompanied Gong Baosen around the mansion.
"I don't know if I can come back..."
Gong Er didn't say anything because she didn't know whether she could come back and was feeling a little depressed.
"Ah..." Gong Baosen sighed and said, "Go see your mother and say goodbye to her."
Gong Er's eyes turned red and she said "hmm".
In late August of 1938, Gong Baosen led his disciples and followers south in batches.
After many days of traveling, Wang Yan finally arrived in Foshan without any danger. After such a long journey, Wang Yan and Gong Er's wedding date had already passed. Finally, they discussed it and decided to postpone it for a while. Since a grand ceremony was out of the question now, they could just treat everyone to a meal in Foshan as a token of their appreciation.
It's just a meal, but that doesn't mean it's just a meal. He's a prominent figure, so even a simple meal would be grand. So, back in Foshan, Wang Yan got busy. He arranged for the disciples from the Gong family and sent invitations to friends and fellow practitioners who might come.
He had to take advantage of the fact that the Japanese had no time to bother with this little ant and get the job done quickly. He didn't know how many twists and turns it would cause. So he called all his men back and made a lot of arrangements.
The night before the wedding, at Wang Yan's house.
Wang Yan took a sip of tea and said, "Qian Kun, have all the supplies arrived?"
Li Qiankun nodded: "It's all done."
"Where are the brothers?"
"As you instructed, our forces are stationed around the Foshan Restaurant, and everything outside the city is also ready."
"Okay, go ahead and tell the brothers to be careful. I'll treat you to wedding wine later."
Li Qiankun smiled and said, "Hehe, don't worry, I guarantee there will be no problem." After that, Li Qiankun left.
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