"The gentry class in the Qing Dynasty held the vast majority of power in the country. In order to maintain their power, they constantly exploited the peasant and merchant classes. If China was to truly stand up, the rule of the gentry class had to be overthrown and a new, more dynamic class had to be established. This class could be merchants, workers, or peasants."
“I never expected to find someone with such insight in my militia. I’ve never heard your views before. Are you new to the militia?” Huang Feihong asked, staring at Li Boyang.
Li Boyang sensed the suspicion in Huang Feihong's tone and realized he had said too much, so he quickly tried to salvage the situation:
"I was persecuted to this extent by the Qing government. Seeing that Master Huang was also not very satisfied with the Qing government, I then shared my views."
"If you have such insightful knowledge, you must have come from a good family. Everyone has their own secrets, and I have no intention of investigating them. Since you're here, just live here peacefully."
Li Boyang clasped his hands in a fist salute and said nothing more.
Huang Feihong turned to the few officers in charge of the militia and continued:
"By the way, Baozhilin's accountant has gone back to his hometown. I'd like to transfer someone from the militia to him."
"Alright, you're the one. Come with me."
Wong Fei-hung put on his signature sunglasses, picked up his umbrella, and walked straight out.
Li Boyang snapped out of his daze and quickly followed Huang Feihong out. His words had finally had an effect; Huang Feihong had noticed him, which meant they had taken a big step closer to the success of the revolution.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the entrance of Po Chi Lam, Wong Fei-hung asked:
"Tell me your real purpose, why you approached me."
"I want to learn martial arts. Please accept me as your apprentice, Master Huang."
Li Boyang knew that if he couldn't explain himself this time, he wouldn't even be able to get into the main gate of Baozhilin. Obviously, his act of recommending himself was a bit too abrupt. Huang Feihong felt that he was approaching him with a purpose, even though he himself was approaching Huang Feihong with a purpose.
Huang Feihong looked at Li Boyang with a strange expression, as if this answer was very unexpected.
“Martial arts can only defeat one person, but given your knowledge and understanding of China’s national conditions, Boyang, you are perfectly capable of taking the path of defeating ten thousand people. Why do you want to learn martial arts?”
Li Boyang forced himself to say, "Within ten steps, everyone is an enemy."
Huang Feihong remained silent for a long time, quietly looking at Li Boyang. Finally, he sighed, turned around, and entered Baozhilin.
Li Boyang stood dumbfounded at the door, thinking that this path was hopeless. He was just wondering whether he should leave and think of other ways to achieve his goal when, a little while later, Huang Feihong's voice came from Baozhilin.
"Come in, what are you still standing outside for?"
Li Boyang was overjoyed, knowing that he had gotten away with it. Huang Feihong must have appreciated his insight and accepted him as a disciple. Huang Feihong's impression of him was that he had learned martial arts for revenge.
The saying goes, "My parents gave me life, but my teacher taught me." In China, the act of becoming an apprentice is a very solemn matter. After Huang Feihong gave the order, the apprenticeship ceremony was quickly prepared at Po Chi Lam.
An incense table was set up in the main hall of Baozhilin, and incense was lit on the statue of the patriarch. After Li Boyang kowtowed three times, he offered tea to the master and then served celery, lotus seeds, red beans, red dates, longan, and dried lean meat strips.
The so-called six rites and gifts.
Celery symbolizes diligence and a thirst for knowledge, and that mastery comes from hard work.
The lotus seed has a bitter heart, symbolizing painstaking education.
Red beans symbolize good fortune and prosperity.
Red dates symbolize early success in education.
Longan symbolizes the completion of merits and virtues.
The dried and lean meat strips are meant to express the disciple's sentiments.
Of course, all these things were prepared by Baozhilin, and Li Boyang was just giving them away. However, these procedures could not be omitted, as they represent the traditional Chinese apprenticeship culture.
After completing these steps, Li Boyang formally became Huang Feihong's disciple.
After officially becoming Wong Fei-hung's disciple, Li Boyang felt that one of his wishes had been fulfilled. He only needed to complete the goal of overthrowing the Qing Dynasty before he could return to reality. Of course, he did not forget his purpose in entering the dream world, which was to practice martial arts.
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Chapter 6 Becoming an Apprentice of Wong Fei-hung (Part 2)
“Junior brother, stop scurrying around like a monkey. Master said you lack courage. You need to practice more with me to improve your courage.”
"Don't lie to me. You always say that, but you always end up using me as a target."
In the backyard of Po Chi Lam, Li Boyang and Pork Rong were sparring. To say they were sparring was a bit of a stretch; it would be more accurate to say that Li Boyang was being chased all over the place by Pork Rong.
Upon closer inspection, one can see obvious bruises on Li Boyang's hands, and slight swelling on his forehead and legs, indicating that he had been severely beaten.
“Master said that your fist bones are flat and your skin and muscles have been trained to a high level, but you don’t know how to fight at all. He asked me to teach you first. How can I teach you when you’re running around like this?”
Li Boyang stopped and looked at the burly Pork Rong with suspicion. He said softly, "Master really wants you to teach me? Or are you just trying to make fun of me? Let's make it clear, no slapping me in the face."
Pork King patted his chest and grinned wickedly:
"How could your senior brother possibly trick you? Watch closely, I'll demonstrate Master's specialty, Hung Kuen, for you right now."
"This is the Tiger Form from Hung Kuen!"
As he spoke, Pork Rong stomped his legs, stretched out his body, and his entire aura changed. Li Boyang felt as if a real tiger was pouncing on him, and in an instant, the tiger's claws were already close to him.
"Wow, you're serious?"
"This is the Crane Form from Hung Kuen!"
As he spoke, Pork Wing transformed again, becoming as nimble as a crane, his hands conveying the image of a crane pecking at food.
"This is in the shape of a dragon!"