The gates of Tianjin City were specially opened for Li Guolou's team. Li Guolou's figure disappeared into the night like a ghost. More than a hundred Geshiha did not mount their horses but walked on foot. The snow in the cold winter could not stop them from advancing at night. Going to Xiaozhan Town is just a training exercise
Although Li Guolou did not lead the way, he was walking on foot like every soldier. The biting cold wind pierced into the bone marrow like a knife. Walking at night in this ghostly weather requires a will of steel. If you are alone, you will be alone. Walking in remote areas, you will die on the way at any time
But under the group effect, the energetic marching team of more than a hundred Goshhars maintained a complete sequence. None of the Goshhars drank from the pot of strong liquor they carried with them. When their mouths were dry, they took a sip of snow. Their heroic momentum showed that they were heroes. A hard-working iron army
The snow made the ground slippery and the team couldn't walk fast. Under the guidance of more than a dozen lanterns, more than a hundred people accidentally fell. Li Guolou fell several times. No one dared to laugh at each other, and no one came to help Li Guolou. Li Guolou's team marched in combat mode. There were outposts to explore the way. The small team at the back, as the supreme commander, was no different from the soldiers around him. Li Guolou could not go near the bright light, and he would not issue orders. In night battles, he just fought on his own. Just watch. Everyone's subjective initiative. Military regulations are strict and rigorous. As a member of the New Armed Forces, everyone must dedicate everything to the interests of the team.
Wei Qun led an outpost of more than thirty people at the front of the team and had been walking for more than four hours. In front of him was the Guandi Temple [
Wei Qun waved his arms and shouted: "The first team will advance to Guandi Temple in combat formation and kill all the enemies inside."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" More than 30 Goshihars finally had enough energy to rest for a while. They took out their Mauser guns with sheaths from their saddles, pulled the bolts and loaded them, and headed straight for the Guandi Temple.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The gate of the Guandi Temple was knocked down by a group of Goshihars with rifle bolts, and everyone shouted: "Open the temple quickly. I wish the temple will open soon." More than thirty Goshihars were noisy and noisy. We need to wake up the temple worshipers inside. This time, Li Guolou was supervising the formation from behind. These Geshiha were still restrained and did not kick down the door of Guandi Temple.
At this time, the Guandi Temple was part of the national image project. The Guandi Temple in various places was directly under the jurisdiction of the local "government". It occupied a large area. There were some rooms in the temple that could be used as accommodation and functioned as inns, but they were not open to ordinary people, so there was no traffic scene.
The people who manage Guandi Temple are supported by the local "government", and they don't have to pay taxes on the incense money. It's a lucrative job. Temple people are considered to be officials, but they don't receive a salary from the court. They rely on incense money to make a living. However, the cost of repairing the Guandi Temple is borne by the local "government". Officials spared no effort to repair the Guandi Temple. This was a major event related to official career. In the Qing Dynasty, the dilapidated Guandi Temple was not seen.
Ordinary people would not come to Guandi Temple to cause trouble in the middle of the night. Temple Zhu rushed to the gate with a little boy who kept vigil, shouting as he walked: "Who is it, who is it? They don't let people sleep in the middle of the night."
Miao Zhu and the boy worked together to lift the crossbar stuck on the door. The crossbar was so heavy that it couldn't be carried by two people together.
Miao Zhu had just opened the latch of the two doors when a group of sergeants opened the door and a gust of cold wind hit his face. The lantern in Miao Zhu's hand was extinguished.
Wei Qun was still dissatisfied and shouted: "Why are the temple blessings so slow? You are sleepwalking?"
"Oh, it's the military master. Why did you come to us if you didn't go to the military camp in the middle of the night? You will be punished for violating military orders." Miao Zhu Yi Lao Lao was a little afraid of these fierce military masters, but he refused to admit defeat. He was concerned about the emperor's blessing.
"Stop being so damn verbose. I just have military orders. You have to pay a penny. I have more than a hundred people here. I won't eat yours. How many charcoal stoves are there? We need to light a fire to keep warm." Wei Qun waved his big hand and his men led the war horses into the courtyard. The military master is so arrogant and arrogant. He can come and leave whenever he wants, even if he wants to be turned away, he won't be able to stop him for a thousand miles.
"Since the military master gave me the money, I will go and install it. I still have a dozen charcoal stoves here. Each charcoal stove costs 100 cents and I have to pay for tea..." Miao Zhu had nothing to do with the military master. We should also stay away from the military masters. Now that they are here, we should treat these military masters who come to visit us in the middle of the night as a business.
"I wish you a good job in grabbing money. How can you get a hundred cents for a charcoal stove? Don't think that our New Military Army is taking advantage of us. We are not as rich as the Ever Victorious Army." Wei Qun burst out with strong dissatisfaction. Soldiers usually live in military camps and don't have to spend a penny when going out. It's free to eat, live and spend money, but it doesn't give him face, which makes Li Guolou lose his status.
"Then I'll give you a 10% discount. Do you want to steam some steamed buns? I also have some millet here. Millet and corn are added. The sweet potatoes taste good when boiled into porridge. Do you want it?" Miao Zhu didn't seem to hear Wei Qun's roar and went to sell it. All kinds of delicacies. The troops stationed in Tianjin Guards are all rich. The main army and civilians depend on the flowing money.
Wei Qun heard his stomach growling. Of course it was necessary to eat dry food, but without eating a hot meal, the soldiers felt uncomfortable in their stomachs and said: "Tianzhu, please stop talking. You didn't see us practicing in the wild? Just burn two big pots." "Add more sweet potatoes and corn to the millet porridge. Don't add more. We are a team that can endure hardships. We don't engage in extravagance and waste. Don't add brown sugar. This will kill me."
After Wei Qunfengfenghuohuo explained a few things, he went to the main hall of Guandi Temple. It was the most spacious place. More than a hundred people could sit directly on the ground in the main hall and warm themselves around the charcoal stove. Most of the soldiers who stayed in the temple were crowded in the main hall or in the corridors of the cloister. I won't compete with the owner for a private room.
The young man stepped forward and said, "Master Jun, there is someone staying in the hall tonight."
Wei Qun shouted angrily: "Who are you, Donkey Ball? Do you want more than a hundred of us to huddle in the corridor and blow the northwest wind? How many are there? If there are not many people, let them move."
The young boy forced a smile and said: "Master Jun, they are monks and there are not many people. They are only number 20. It seems inappropriate for me to kick out my family."[
Wei Qun shouted loudly: "Donkey Ball, this is the Guandi Temple, and it is the territory covered by our new military army. Do you want to do business? Believe it or not, I will seal all the roads here tomorrow to let you drink the northwest wind during the New Year."
When conflicts arise between soldiers and local people, they will come up with all kinds of sinister ways to punish local people, such as blocking roads in the middle of the night, pulling out people's seedlings, poisoning villagers' guard dogs, all behind the scenes are ordered by military officers. Therefore, local officials must be tolerant in areas where the army is stationed. If you don't let the soldiers enjoy themselves, the soldiers will cause chaos in the place.
The young boy was so smart that he quickly took a step forward and said, "Master Jun, I'll go talk to you right away."
There is no need for the little boy to tell me that the door of the main hall opened with a bang. He shouted so loudly in the middle of the night that the entire Guandi Temple was awakened. The twenty monks living in the main hall had sharp ears and eyes and heard Wei Qun's words clearly.
"How do you call this military master Amitabha? Why do you want to drive away the poor monks?" A young monk chanted a Buddhist chant and put his palm on his chest to salute Wei Qun.
Wei Qun was not willing to be caught. He raised his head and looked at the monks on the steps and argued: "This monk, why do you speak so unpleasantly? I am not Zhong Kui who exorcises ghosts. How many of us want Miao Zhu to find a warm place for us." You young people should move to a different place. To be a monk, you want to be more convenient for others. Has your master taught you how to behave in the world? This is a mortal world and you have to follow the rules set by mortals. Is Lord Guan a monk? He is also a military master. What do you think of Emperor Guan? Who can I help?"
Wei Qun's words made the group of monks who walked out of the hall show their bare heads, wanting to see who had such a bitchy mouth, but they couldn't refute the bitch's words. Look at me and I look at you.
It was only after I started to speak out and interacted with lay people that I realized that lay people are not easy to talk to.
It was the boss of the group of monks who said, "Oh, the former commander of the New Armed Forces Army has such a moral character that makes this poor monk so disappointed. People all over the world thought that the New Armed Forces Army was as disciplined as the Qi Family Army."
Wei Qun replied with no shame: "Little monk, what are you talking about? Monks have to poop and fart. We are in the ice and snow in the middle of the night. Who has pitied us? Who has given alms to us? When we enter the temple, we will be chopped with a knife. Who should we complain to? Don't think it's on your head."
We, the New Military Army, stabbed our bayonets into our chests without blinking an eye for the sake of all the people in the world."
"Well said, Mr. Wei." More than 30 soldiers who followed him applauded and congratulated. Wei Qun had obtained the true inheritance of Li Guolou. With these few words on the stage, he was not far away from being promoted.
"Chichichichichi" Twenty monks sneered and disdained to listen to the rhetoric. A skinny monk said: "I can only talk big words and scare people with a fire stick, but I have the ability to expel foreigners and return my country to me."
Arirang had already approached and looked up at the group of monks on the steps and retorted: "Idiots who talk in their dreams and want to be heroes are either sour scholars who read from the script, or else they are ambitious traitors hiding in the concession."
The hero is Gou Jian, we are just bitches as cheap as dogs. One day you will see our new armed forces defeat the Eight-Nation Allied Forces like mad dogs. Little monk, just continue to say mantras and sing your Sanskrit music. We only know this, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch," the New Armed Forces soldiers standing in the courtyard howled like wolves. The same sound of wolf howls was heard in the wilderness. The New Armed Forces soldiers had no sense of shame at all and had long regarded them as the most despicable bitches, tearing apart their enemies like mad dogs.
The army of the Qing Dynasty has already had honor to speak of. If they want to avenge their disgrace, they can only be humble people who endure hardships. Li Guolou advocates the spirit of a mad dog. A group of mad dogs circle around the lion, wagging their tails, as if they are flattering the lion and begging for pleasure. Since it is
A mad dog does not need a legitimate reason and will bite the enemy at any time. As long as he accumulates enough capital, he will kill. This is the idea advocated by the New Armed Forces.
Senior Brother Juechen looked at the New Armed Forces soldiers in the yard, his face became solemn and he sang congratulations:
"You work hard, pommel, horse, and fight, and you don't know when things are going to happen.
A hundred years of "chaos" that harmed the country and the flames of war started eight thousand miles away
The sword in the autumn wind, the lonely minister weeping at the setting sun, the banner, the blood of the general
The dusty atmosphere of national humiliation still lingers, and the Sanskrit music lingers in dreams outside the world."
The soldiers of the New Armed Forces in the yard all looked at Juechen with strange expressions. They all knew that this poem was a satirical poem by Li Guolou criticizing those foreign masters for not hearing that the country was broken and the mountains and rivers were broken. It was already on the street.
It is widely sung in the alleys and has become a compulsory course for beggars.
Those beggars are begging in front of the temple. As long as the monk refuses to give alms, they sing this lotus song in front of the temple. How come the monk also sings this poem tonight? Is the howling of wolves really attracting ghosts?
Li Guolou happened to step into the courtyard and was stunned. Sure enough, there were ears across the wall. His improvisations had been circulated around the world, making people burst into tears. Even the author was in a state of ups and downs and could not calm down for a long time [
"Amitabha" Juechen walked down the steps and saluted Wei Qun and said: "Master, please don't misunderstand me. The poor monk Juechen and his fellow disciples are from the Songshan Shaolin Temple. We are all monks from the Bodhidharma Hall. We are the Huanwang Army who have joined the New Armed Forces."
"Introduction"
Wei Qun turned his head and looked behind him and said, "Oh, you are from Songshan Shaolin Temple. This is not easy to handle. You must know that although the incident in Southern Shaolin has been in the past for a long time, there are always worries."
The Shaolin Temple monks are world-famous for their real kung fu, but they have been in decline for more than a hundred years in the Qing Dynasty. The Songshan Shaolin Temple is the target of suppression by the Qing government. The Songshan Shaolin Temple has become an inaccessible Buddhist temple and its reputation is not as popular as that of the previous dynasty. The reason is that the Southern Shaolin Temple was in the early Qing Dynasty.
Thousands of monks rebelled against the Qing Dynasty
The battle was very brutal and the Qing army suffered heavy losses. In the end, the Putian Shaolin Temple was razed to the ground by the Qing army. Although the Northern Shaolin rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, the northern and southern Shaolin teachers came from the same lineage, so the Qing Dynasty had always had a grudge against the Northern Shaolin. Emperor Qianlong even "forced" the Songshan Shaolin Temple.
Hand over the martial arts classic "Yi Jin Jing"
Loyalty and filial piety are about inheritance. The Qing army never used Shaolin monks, and the monks from Songshan Shaolin Temple never left the mountain. However, there will always be people who break the taboo of more than a hundred years. This time, the Juechen of the Bodhidharma Hall of the Shaolin Temple led twenty junior disciples to join the new army.
The difficulty of Wu Jun made Wei Qun dare not agree boldly.
"Master, please introduce us to Mr. Li. We are not afraid of death or suffering. We can knock down a hundred of you. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try." The second senior brother was insulated and arrogant. He believed that the world's enemies could bring peace to the world.
"Chichichichichi" are surrounded by sneers. The New Armed Forces soldiers and the enemy's bayonets are red. Even if they are afraid that Kung Fu masters and enemies will be blown into pieces by the New Armed Forces soldiers even if they go to heaven and earth.
Zheng Hengdan got Li Guolou's hint and stepped out of the crowd and smiled: "The young monk is not the Thirteen-stick Monk now to save the King of Tang. Even if you can fight again and meet our New Armed Forces soldiers, you will all die together. I want to be the first New Armed Forces soldier."
One is to obey military orders and follow orders. Can you do it?"
When the twenty monks saw that Zheng Hengtan was an officer, they gathered around him happily and said in a hurry: "Yes" "Yes" "Sir, please take us in"
Wei Qun had already seen Li Guolou watching the excitement and said with a big hand: "The person who wrote this poem in Juechen is right in front of you. Go and beg him yourself."
Li Guolou looked up to the sky and laughed. He walked out from the crowd. God helps me. I also have Shaolin Temple monks to help me. The world is open to me.