Chapter 138 Martial Arts Conference

"Haha... Brother Zhang, Tan Xiucai and Chu Chaohui said that you were awesome, but I didn't believe it. Now I admire you so much. You are really a god!" Chu Jianxuan shook off Jiang Zhengming's hand and walked to Zhang Weidong with a smile, hugging boxing with gratitude and admiration.

"Ha ha, Mr. Chu is flattered." Zhang Weidong said with a faint smile.

"What Mr. Chu, not Mr. Chu, according to the martial arts rules, you and Tan Xiu are brothers. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Chu or Brother Chu." Chu Jianxuan was obviously a bold person. Hearing this, he patted Zhang Weidong on the shoulder.

Zhang Weidong felt that an old man of seven or eighty was always a little awkward. When he heard the words, he hesitated and said, "Well, I'll call you Brother Chu."

"Ha ha, good to Brother Chu! This time, I will take a junior like you to the martial arts conference. I, Mr. Chu, will be in the limelight. Chu Jianxuan laughed happily when he heard this.

When Zhang Weidong heard the four words of the martial arts conference, he couldn't help but wonder, "What martial arts conference? Will the martial arts conference be held in this society now?"

Chu Jianxuan wanted to answer when he heard the words. Tan Zhengming had come forward with a puzzled face and asked, "What happened to Lao Chu just now? Have you been slapped twice by Wei Dong for many years?"

"No! Wei Dong is really amazing. I didn't mention to him about my old lung injury. He actually saw it at a glance, and took the opportunity of the martial arts competition to help me treat this disease. It's more comfortable for me to breathe the air now!" Chu Jianxuan looked admired.

Having been a friend of Chu Jianxuan for many years, Tan Zhengming naturally knew that Chu Jianxuan's lungs were in good. That was the old wound left by the war with Xiao [Japanese] in the early Anti-Japanese War, because of the root of the poor medical skills at that time. Not only do you have short chest tightness and shortness of breath all year round, but also asthma pain in autumn and winter.

Rao Tan Zhengming already knew that Zhang Weidong was magical and extraordinary. When he heard the words, he couldn't help but look shocked. After a while, he laughed and said, "I said, how could Wei Dong be so insignificant? He dared to see that you were sick for a long time and treated you. It seems that these two palms, Lao Chu, you didn't suffer in vain!"

"I don't suffer every time, I don't suffer in vain!" Chu Jianxuan nodded repeatedly.

As he was laughing, Professor Bai Rong came in with a vegetable basket. When he saw a pool of black blood on the ground, he couldn't help but be shocked and said, "How can there be so much blood here?"

"It's okay, it's okay. This is Wei Dong's treatment for Lao Chu." Tan Zhengming hurriedly explained.

Bai Rong was relieved, and then asked Chu Jianxuan with concern, "How do you feel now, Lao Chu?"

"All right, all right." Chu Jianxuan said with a smile on his face.

Hearing that Chu Jianxuan was ready, Bai Rong was completely relieved and said with a smile, "Okay, it's fine. It seems that you have to have a few more cups of Weidong tonight."

"That's for sure." Chu Jianxuan said with a straight face, but Zhang Weidong was a little embarrassed. He pointed to the blood on the ground and said, "Sister-in-law, where does she have a mop? Let me clean up here."

"There's no need for you to come. I'll go, I'll go." Seeing that Zhang Weidong turned around to go into the room to find a mop, Chu Jianxuan was so moved that he had nothing to say. He hurriedly grabbed Zhang Weidong's arm.

"Oy, okay, what are you big men dragging and what to do?" With that, Bai Rong went into the room with a smile and took the mop.

Zhang Weidong still wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Tan Zhengming and said, "Owe all right, let your sister-in-law go. Let's talk in the living room."

Seeing this, Zhang Weidong had to laugh, and the three of them went into the living room together.

After sitting down, Tan Zhengming asked with a serious face, "Wei Dong, Lao Chu's illness was slapped by you. Will he not do it again in the future?"

"I don't think so, but I have been sick and injured for many years, and it is still a little difficult to recover in a moment. But it doesn't matter. I'll give Brother Chu a prescription. Brother Chu will go back and insist on eating for half a month. I think it should be completely fine. Zhang Weidong Road.

"Will you still prescribe a prescription?" Fu Zhengming and Chu Jianxuan couldn't help but be surprised.

"Ha ha, I can order it, but I don't have a medical practitioner qualification certificate. I don't know if Brother Chu dares to take the medicine I prescribed?" Zhang Wei joked.

When Qi Zhengming and Chu Jianxuan heard the words, they both pointed to Zhang Weidong and laughed. After laughing for a while, Zhengming got up and went to the study to get a pen and paper. Zhang Weidong thought about it, and then gave Chu Jianxuan a prescription. When he handed it to Chu Jianxuan, Chu Jianxuan carefully put it away, as if the prescription was a very precious thing.

"At the way, what's going on with the martial arts conference that Brother Chu said? Is it true that the current society will hold a martial arts conference as written in martial arts novels? Is there a martial arts alliance leader or something? Seeing that Chu Jianxuan put away the prescription, Zhang Weidong couldn't help asking again with curiosity.

Although Zhang Weidong has become a true person now, the man's martial arts complex when he was young is still firmly imprinted in his mind.

"Ha ha, the leader of the Wulin League doesn't. If there is, it must be Wei Dong." Chu Jianxuan laughed.

Seeing Chu Jianxuan's words, Zhang Weidong scratched his head with some embarrassment. Seeing that Zhang Weidong's face was thin, Chu Jianxuan smiled and turned to the topic and said, "Although there are fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts in society now, martial arts have always existed, but everyone is now very low-key and faded out of the public's sight. Just like Tan Xiucai, everyone only knows that he is a university professor and an academic celebrity, but few people know that he is actually a martial artist. The martial arts conference is held once a year. It is held by those martial arts families or sects with financial resources. On the one hand, it is to communicate with each other, and on the other hand, it gives everyone an opportunity to discuss, so as not to completely break the inheritance of martial arts. Third, doesn't the current society pay attention to connections? Some people don't hesitate to spend a lot of money to dig into a clubhouse. They just want to meet some dignitaries in the clubhouse and look for business opportunities. In fact, the Wulin Conference also provided such an opportunity for the participants. Maybe they would sit together and chat, and the business opportunity would come. Or like Tan Xiucai, he used to be the president of the university. If he knew him, the children of a martial arts person would not have to worry about going to college in the future. Now he is even more amazing. His son is the secretary-general of the municipal party committee. Think about it, if you want someone to have a good relationship with him, it is not

Zhang Weidong couldn't help but be happy. The martial arts conference also kept pace with the times, and Tan Zhengming pointed to Chu Jianxuan with a smile and said, "You old Chu, am I, Tan Zhengming such a person?"

"You can't say that. How many people in this society are as righteous as you? What's more, I know you, and I'm also a middleman in martial arts. Yongqian will always be willing to help with the matter of pushing the boat in the officialdom. Chu Jianxuan said.

Although Qi Zhengming is upright, he is not a pedantic person, otherwise he would not have been able to sit in the position of principal, smiled and did not leave the refutation.

Seeing that Tan Zhengming did not refute, Chu Jianxuan continued: "This year's martial arts conference is scheduled to be held on October 20 in Yandang Mountain, Wenzhou, Zhejiang Province. I sent martial arts posts to Tan Xiucai today. How about it? Is Wei Dong interested in participating?

Only then did Zhang Weidong know that Tan Zhengming said that he had something to say to himself, which was referring to the martial arts conference. He couldn't help laughing and asking, "Can I participate without martial arts posts?"

"Haha, what kind of martial arts post is not a martial arts post, that is, it's making a show. Martial arts masters like you, please don't invite those who can't participate in science and engineering..." Chu Jianxuan said.

"Yes, Weidong, in fact, many people go to the mountains and rivers, so there are a lot of people with their families every year." Tan Zhengming echoed.

Zhang Weidong still had a trace of curiosity and yearning for the martial arts conference in his heart. Hearing what they said, he laughed and said, "Then if I can go away, I will go too."

Seeing that Zhang Weidong said he would go, the two old men clapped their hands happily and shouted, "Haha, if you go, we two old men will be very popular then."

Zhang Weidong looked at the two old men's disrespectful appearance and couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

Next, the three of them chatted casually in the living room. The main reason is that Tan Zhengming and Chu Jianxuan are talking, talking about martial arts annocre, which opened Zhang Weidong's eyes a lot.

As he spoke, Tan Yongqian came back, and Chu Chaohui came back with him.

When Zhang Weidong saw Tan Yongqian coming back, he stared at him and found that there was indeed a faint sadness between his eyebrows. He couldn't help staring at him. Could it be that what Ye Feng said was true?

In the living room, Tan Yongqian and Chu Chaohui are not young, but they are real juniors, so as soon as they enter the living room, they hurried forward to say hello to Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong wanted to ask Tan Yongqian something, so he waved to him and Chu Chaohui and smiled, "You all sit here." When Tan Yongqian and Chu Chaohui heard the words, they sat down on the east side of Zhang Wei.

The people here are all his own family. Zhang Weidong doesn't have to worry about anything. After Tan Yongqian sat down, he patted him on the shoulder and asked, "You don't look well. Has your work been going well recently?"

When he heard the words, he couldn't help touching his face with some surprise, and then said, "Thank you for your concern. The government work is like this. It can never be smooth sailing. Maybe it's because of a lot of things recently."

Zhizi Mo Ruo's father. Seeing Tan Yongqian's words, Tan Zhengming couldn't help frowning slightly and asked, "Is it because of the transformation of Wujiang Avenue?"

"It's not because of this that Yongqian has offended a lot of people."

Chu Chaohui said angrily.

"It's always inevitable to offend people if you want to do something, as long as you have a clear conscience." The slanderer had already expected this result, and he looked a little heavy when he heard the words.

"Alas, Uncle Tan said that. However, the timing is not right. The provincial party committee investigation team will come down to investigate in the next two days. If someone does something bad later, the situation will be very unfavorable to Yongqian. The worst thing is that Duan Wei [Shu] fell ill at this time!" Chu Chaohui sighed.

"Duan Wei [Book] Remember that he fell ill?" Geng Zhengming naturally understood the importance of Duan Wei [book] to Qian Yongqian, and he couldn't help but change his face when he heard the words.