After dinner, Li Zengwu sent a car to send them back to the Dashun Hotel. Along the way, Chen Zikun was worried and depressed, and Jiang Zhicheng knew that he was still troubled by his life experience, so he said: "Brother Chen, since you are Chen Qimei's adopted son, I will take you to the Chen Mansion one day to ask about it and understand the whole story."

  Chen Zikong smiled and said: "Thanks a lot, Brother Jiang."

  Jiang Zhiqing said, "Chen Ying Shi and I are both teacher and friend, his nephew Chen Guo Fu is also my good friend, you are also Chen Ying Shi's adopted son, so naturally we are brothers, what's the need for courtesy between brothers?"

  Back at the inn, the owner of the tailor's shop had been waiting for a long time with the finished clothes. Seeing them return, he hurriedly took out the clothes and asked Chen Zikun and Li Yaoting to try them on, saying that if they didn't fit well, he could remake them immediately.

  The tailor in Shanghai is really not covered, and the clothes are made so short. Wearing it on the body, it's very fit, the shirt is ironed with clear corners, and the trousers are straight as a knife. With leather shoes, it's a handsome young man like a jade tree in the wind.

  The two were overjoyed, Jiang Zhicheng paid the remaining amount and sent the tailor away. Chen Zikun took out the money Li Zhengwu had given him to pay Jiang Zhicheng, but he pushed it back: "We agreed that I would give you the clothes as a gift, giving me money is not giving me face."

  Chen Zikun had no choice but to give up, pack his old clothes and thank Jiang Zhicheng again, saying that he had already found a place to stay at the Jingwu Association and didn't need to stay at the Dadong Hotel anymore.

  As it happens, Li Yaoting has been out for a stroll these past two days and found a job in the International Settlement with decent pay and board, and was also planning to move out of the Da Dong Hotel.

  It was heard that both of them were going to move away. Jiang Zhicheng showed a reluctant expression: "Tonight at Meiyuan Wine House, I'll host a farewell dinner for the two of you."

  Chen Zikun smiled and said: "He's still in Shanghai, not on the execution ground, what's there to be brave about?"

  Jiang Zhicheng insisted, "That's not the same thing. I'm hosting a banquet to celebrate your two brothers making a name for themselves in Shanghai and creating their own world. You must come, and bring Jian Bing along too. We'll drink until we're drunk."

  That night, a sumptuous banquet was indeed set up at the Mei Garden Wine House. Jian Bing not only arrived as promised but also brought several sisters to cheer her on, all of whom were famous courtesans of the fourth rank from Sima Road. Jiang Zhicheng also invited Chen Guofu and Dai Jitao to join in, and everyone drank freely without restraint.

  Seeing the new Chen Zikun, Jian Bing's eyes almost dripped with honey. She sat beside Chen Zikun, blushing and smiling, speaking softly and currying favor, making several men present envy to death. Li Yaoting, who was sitting closest, couldn't help but swallow his saliva from time to time, his eyes rolling around on Jian Bing's body.

  After three rounds of wine, Jiang Zhicheng brought up the issue of Chen Zikun's origin to Chen Guofu. Chen Guofu thought for a moment and said: "My second uncle has always admired the female hero of Jianhu Lake. Since Brother Zikun is an orphan adopted by Mr. Qiu Jin, my second uncle will naturally offer his full support. My second uncle has extensive connections in Shanghai and is highly respected, so everyone will give him face. Asking Li Zhengwu to open a fragrant hall to accept disciples and asking Huo Yuanjia to be the master are all just a matter of one word."

  Chen Zikong said: "But Mr. Nong Jingru said that it was Tao Chengzhang who took me to pay homage to the master."

  Chen Guofu sneered, "Although Tao Chengzhang has some reputation, the Jingwu Association was established with the help of my second uncle. Huo Shifu also joined the Alliance through my second uncle's introduction. Without my second uncle's face, it won't be easy for Tao Chengzhang to get things done."

  Chen Zikong said: "So, I am really Lord Uncle's adopted son."

  Chen Guofu said, "Second Uncle is a hero of the rivers and lakes, taking in sworn sons is a very common thing, it's just that after being stabbed, Auntie has already returned to her hometown in Huzhou, as for the specific situation, I will write a letter to help you ask."

  Chen Zikong said: "Thanks for your trouble, Brother Guo."

  Jian Bing joked on the side: "Alright, let's not talk about these old and stale things. The day after tomorrow, there will be a memorial service for martyr Guo Qinguang at the racecourse, are you going?"

  "Go, of course go." Everyone responded enthusiastically. Nowadays, the May Fourth Movement is becoming more and more intense, and it has become a fashion trend. It's said that some popular female school teachers, because they didn't catch up with the trendy phrases like "boycotting Japanese goods", saw their business plummet, and now their doors are almost empty.

  At the time of wine and full rice, Jiang Zhicheng proposed: "We are old friends, why not follow the example of the ancients and form a fraternal bond."

  Everyone agreed, borrowed incense burners and statues of Guan Yu from a wine shop, lined them up in front of the Wu Sheng, mumbled drunkenly about oaths like "not seeking to be born on the same year, month and day, but seeking to die on the same year, month and day", and hastily became sworn brothers. The table was in disarray with cups and plates scattered all over, while Jian Bing and a group of women were eating and laughing on the side, making the scene quite interesting.

  That night, Chen Zikun moved out of the Dong Hotel and arrived at the Jingwu Association on Beike Road 73. It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when he saw that the gate of the martial arts hall was closed. Chen Zikun didn't want to disturb others, so he walked to the back wall, jumped up, grabbed the top of the wall and flipped over it. As soon as he landed, he heard a gust of wind behind his head, and he rolled on the ground to dodge an attack. Just as he was about to draw his gun, he found that the person who attacked him was actually Situ Xiaoyan.

  " Fifth Brother, how is it you?" Xīu Xiǎo Yán looked very embarrassed as she hid the stick behind her back. Looking at her tight clothing and narrow sleeves, she should be on night patrol.

  "Hehe, I'm back late, afraid of waking you guys up." Chen Zikong said with a smile, rubbing the back of his head.

  The light upstairs came on and Liu Zhen Sheng pushed open the window and asked: "Who is it?"

  "Big Brother Master, it's Fifth Brother who has returned." Xīao Yuán said, lifting his head.

  "Let him come up." Liu Zhen closed the window.

  Chen Zikun arrived at Liu Zhensheng's room and saw that his senior brother's desk was spread with documents, pen and ink, and a half-finished boxing manual, and he couldn't help but feel a deep respect.

  Liu Zhen Sheng wrinkled his nose and asked: "Have you been drinking?"

  Chen Zikun nodded: "Treat from a friend."

  "He's drinking flower wine." Liu Zhen Sheng's nose was very sensitive and he smelled the fragrance of cosmetics on Chen Zi Kun's body.

  "He called in a few hostesses." Chen Zikun didn't evade the question either.

  Liu Zhen Sheng's eyebrows furrowed, and he said solemnly: "Alcohol is a poison that pierces the intestines, lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bones. In our Jing Wu Association, we advocate for a civilized way of life, do not encourage smoking and drinking, and strictly prohibit prostitution. Since you are new here, I will not punish you this time. From now on, be careful. Take this Jing Wu Association disciple's code of conduct and study it carefully."

  He handed Chen Zikun a thick booklet, Chen Zikun flipped through it casually, and inside were all handwritten regular script copies of the club rules. He suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented, forcing himself to say: "Big Brother, I'm fine, I'll go back and rest."

  "You go." Liu Zhen waved his hand sternly.

  Chen Zikun returned to his room and found a bowl of white rice, two small dishes, and a basin of seaweed and winter melon soup on the small table. The bowl was still warm when he touched it.

  Xiao Xiang walked in with a smile and said, "You must be hungry, eat while it's hot, I've reheated it several times, the flavor might not be that great anymore."

  Chen Zikong spent the evening drinking and was a bit hungry, so he picked up his bowl and chopsticks to eat. As he ate, he said, "Thank you, little sister."

  "Needn't thank me, it was Big Brother who asked me to leave dinner for you." After finishing speaking, she picked up the two braids and watched Chen Zikun gobble down his food. When he finished eating, she quickly collected the bowls and chopsticks onto a tray and carried them out, standing at the door saying: "By the way, the bath is in the public bathroom in the back, it's getting late, Fifth Brother should rest early, we have to get up early tomorrow."

  Chen Zikun lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. From Kwantung to Beijing, from Beijing to Shanghai, he was about to start a new life again.

  Racing through the snowy lands on horseback, those days of revenge and bloodshed; The cries of vendors selling candied hawthorns at the foot of the old Beijing city wall, the passionate speeches in the Peking University campus, and the romantic affairs between Lin Wenjing and Yao Yilei; The warships on Shanghai's Huangpu River, the exotic buildings along the Bund, the chivalrous Jiang Zhiqing, the sentimental Jian Bing, and the passionate brothers of the Jingwu Society - all these fragmented memories flooded his mind, making it impossible for him to fall asleep.

  It was hard to fall asleep, and just as I had finally drifted off, someone shook me awake.

  "Big Brother Wu, get up quickly, it's time for morning exercise." As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Yan's anxious face. Chen Zi Kun rubbed his head and sat up, asking: "Huh?"

  "Morning exercise, quickly gather in the courtyard." Si Tu Xiao Yan said and hurriedly ran off. Chen Zi Kun relaxed his arm and fell back asleep, lying for a few minutes before suddenly remembering that there was a rule about punishment for not gathering on time in the morning. He was startled and hastily jumped up, putting on his clothes in disarray, and rushed to the courtyard with his shoes untied. When he arrived, all the other disciples were already lined up and standing in order, while the sky was just beginning to brighten.

  Chen Zikong was about to step into the team when Liu Zhensheng called out: "Fifth Brother, what is Article 5 of the rules?"

  Chen Zikun honestly said: "I don't know."

  No one dares to laugh, and the courtyard is as silent as a crow and sparrow.

  Liu Zhensheng said: "Those who gather early and arrive late will be punished with 50 sticks."

  Chen Zikong subconsciously touched his butt, then looked at the water pipe on the weapon rack, and suddenly regretted it. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have joined the Jingwu Association. Sleeping on the spring bed in the Dong Hotel was so comfortable, even if he slept until the sun was high in the sky, no one would say anything.

  Liu Zhensheng gave Chen Zikun a cold glance, then said: "Fifth Brother has just arrived and is not clear about the rules. This is my responsibility, I should take the punishment on his behalf. Come, bring out the family law."

  Two disciples carried a rattan stick over, their faces solemn and grave.

  Chen Zikun couldn't let someone else take his beating, just as he was about to speak, Liu Zhensheng stopped him: "Fifth Brother, don't move. If you cause trouble during the Family Law ceremony, your punishment will be even heavier."

  Chen Zikun knew that Jingwu Association's rules were strict, so he stopped talking and stood silently.

  Liu Zhen Sheng lay down on the long bench, pulled down his pants and shouted: "Fifty strokes of the cane, start!"

  "Master brother, you can't." The disciples advised in unison.

  "Hit!" Liu Zhen shouted loudly.

  The law enforcement disciple had no choice but to raise his rattan stick, but it fell lightly, and Liu Zhen shouted: "Haven't eaten yet? Use force!"

  The rattan rod was raised high and fell heavily, Liu Zhen's eyebrows didn't even wrinkle once. As the beating continued, his expression became increasingly painful, but he still gritted his teeth and endured fifty lashes.

  Although it didn't land on Chen Zikong's body, every strike landed heavily on his heart.