Siheyuan: Traveling through Sizhu, the scumbag father ran away at the beginning

However, Director Wang's words instantly changed the expressions of the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui.

When Uncle Yi Zhonghai went to look for He Yuzhu just now, they were beside Director Wang and kept wanting to know the reason for holding a meeting of the whole institute today. But no matter how they asked, Director Wang always replied: "We will know the result in the meeting later."

The two of them kept asking questions, which made Director Wang feel annoyed, so he simply kept quiet.

However, now, Director Wang was seen actively talking to He Yuzhu and praising He Yuzhu, which made the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui feel restless and unable to remain calm.

"Dear residents of No. 95 Siheyuan, hello!" Director Wang straightened his back and said to the audience, "I am Director Wang of the Military Control Office. I won't introduce myself in detail. I think everyone knows me. I came here today to hold a meeting of the whole courtyard. The main purpose is to inform everyone of an important matter."

As soon as Director Wang finished saying this, a low, noisy discussion broke out from the audience.

Uncle Yi Zhonghai immediately stood up and interrupted the discussion: "What are you arguing about? Stop talking! Don't you see that Director Wang has something important to say?"

Even though the dignity of Uncle Yi Zhonghai has been reduced many times, he still has a certain influence in such a serious occasion as the plenary meeting of the whole institute.

Sure enough, a loud shout from the uncle Yi Zhonghai quieted the crowd down.

He smiled faintly and bowed to Director Wang. "Director Wang, the people in this courtyard may be looking forward to the important things you are going to say next. Don't mind, you can continue."

Director Wang quickly glanced at Yi Zhonghai and continued, "Based on the superiors and the police's criticism of our comrades in the Military Control Office, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui have been acting inappropriately, abusing their power, and unreasonably oppressing ordinary residents in the courtyard since they took office as mediators. This clearly violates the original intention of the Military Control Office to assign mediators!"

Having said that, Director Wang paused and stared at Yi Zhonghai and the other two.

"The Military Control Office has decided that I will announce the abolition of the three mediators' positions at the general meeting of the institute."

This sudden decision left everyone present dumbfounded. The three of them had never thought that Director Wang from the Military Control Office came to the whole institute meeting just to remove them from their positions as mediators.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai's heart was filled with fear and shame - after all, the identity of the mediator ("a big uncle") was his refuge and a symbol of his status, which he used to protect himself from being rejected by others in the courtyard.

Moreover, the reputation of this "big uncle" is particularly important to Yi Zhonghai. Now he has become one of the first three people to be expelled from the mediation team of the Military Control Office. This is not only a shame in his own courtyard, but will definitely make him a laughing stock in the entire capital.

Liu Haizhong felt equally lost when he thought that he would no longer have the chance to experience the world of martial arts under the guidance of the "Second Uncle".

The third uncle, Yan Bugui, was thinking about the loss of the only five yuan subsidy per month for the mediator, and he felt very sad.

"Director Wang, the decision made by the Military Control Office is brilliant! It makes people happy! We definitely support it with both hands!"

While the three 'former uncles' were feeling lost and mournful, He Yuzhu, who was sitting below, clapped and cheered continuously. At this moment, he was in a very happy and joyful mood.

He Yuzhu was thankful that he attended the general meeting of the Siheyuan today, otherwise he would not have had the opportunity to witness such a wonderful scene.

At this moment, he only used one sentence to describe his current feeling - it tastes so good!

Yi Zhonghai gradually came to his senses, took Director Wang's hand and explained: "Director Wang, did the Military Control Office misunderstand something about the three of us?"

"The only person who has had a conflict with us during this period is He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu is bent on causing chaos in our courtyard."

"Every time he quarrels with us, we are the ones who suffer. How come we are the ones who are bullying our neighbors now?"

Liu Haizhong, who was afraid of losing his power, had to say in unison with Yi Zhonghai: "That's right, Director Wang, do you think there is indeed a misunderstanding here? We have all worked hard for our Siheyuan and have been working diligently."

Yan Bugui, who wanted to continue to get the five-yuan subsidy, also echoed: "Indeed, haven't the three of us been doing our best to mediate and handle all the disputes in the hospital? Although we can't say that we have made great contributions, our hard work is real. How can we be dismissed from our positions as mediators at will?"

Seeing that the three of them were still stubbornly denying, Director Wang asked angrily, "You said He Yuzhu bullied you, but let me ask you, the thief Jia Dongxu is your apprentice, Yi Zhonghai! And the Liu Guangqi who harassed He Yuzhu's wife is your son, Liu Haizhong, right? And it was you, Yan Bugui, who helped cover up the crimes of Jia Dongxu and Liu Guangqi many times at the police station! I want to know, how did He Yuzhu make all three of you unhappy? How do you do your job as a mediator?"

After Director Wang told them what really happened, the three old bastards immediately lowered their heads and stopped making excuses.

Director Wang looked at the three old bastards who were keeping their heads down and saying sarcastically, "Now that you are all keeping your heads down and not saying anything, have you been exposed in public and you don't even dare to look up to see people?"

Director Wang then said to the residents of the courtyard house present: "Okay, today's meeting is over, everyone go home!"

......

He Yuzhu was wiping the tables and chairs in his new home. After quickly tidying up, he hurried to his master Li Guodong's yard.

"Zhuzi, I know you will be very busy these days as your wedding is approaching!" Seeing He Yuzhu coming over, Li Guodong said earnestly, "But what I want to say to you is that the path of practicing martial arts is like swimming upstream. If you don't move forward, you will fall behind! Today I want to test how far your martial arts practice has progressed."

Then Li Guodong slightly twisted his beard and told He Yuzhu: "First stand on the big water tank and show me the 'Eight Postures'."

"Okay, Master." He Yuzhu answered and stood on top of the jar, his back straight like a pine tree.

He Yuzhu's arms were either clenched into fists like a ferocious beast attacking, or spread out with his palms, steady like a towering old pine tree. He walked and moved freely, and the power of his fists and palms brought about a roar that broke through the air, revealing his cultivation at the peak of Ming Jin.

It seems that his disciple is about to break through to the Dark Power. Li Guodong was surprised to see his disciple’s breakthrough. He stroked his beard and almost pulled it out. He secretly admired in his heart: "How long has it been? He is about to break through to the Dark Power! I really have a martial arts genius as my disciple! I am very happy!"

Li Guodong couldn't help but blush when he recalled the time it took him to break through to the level of Dark Energy.

He deliberately coughed lightly, pretending that He Yuzhu's performance was not bad, and then said to He Yuzhu in a relaxed manner: "Not bad, your speed in entering the Ming Jin realm is quite similar to my style back then."

He Yuzhu knew that his master Li Guodong was indeed a master-level expert, so he flattered him tactfully: "Master, you are too kind. It would be great if I could reach even one-tenth of your level. You were so impressive back then!"

Li Guodong was very happy with these words. He smiled and joked, "If you can be as proficient in martial arts as you are in flattering others, then there will be no place in this world that you, He Yuzhu, cannot go!"

Hearing that this was Li Guodong's joke, He Yuzhu smiled bitterly: "Master, stop making fun of me!"

Mr. Li nodded and stopped laughing. "Okay, okay, let's talk about your martial arts progress. Now you are in the realm of Ming Jin. As long as you grasp a key point, you can break through to An Jin."

Li Guodong looked at He Yuzhu solemnly for a moment, and then continued, "The key is to control the potential power within yourself, or the power within yourself."

He Yuzhu was confused and scratched his head.

Li Guodong continued to analyze: "This power comes from the heart, from the inner determination, persistence and sense of justice."

He then told the examples of Huo Yuanjia and Wang Wu, the Great Swordsman: "In order to awaken the people and break the stigma of 'the sick man of East Asia', Huo Yuanjia realized the 'Jingwu Spirit'; while Wang Wu adhered to the chivalrous heart by helping the needy; they both eventually realized the power of their hearts and broke through to the level of dark energy."

Li Guodong stared at He Yuzhu expectantly: "I hope you can use this to sort out the power within yourself."

After hearing the master's words, He Yuzhu slowly closed his eyes while pondering, his inner thoughts constantly churning.

What do the power in the hearts of Huo Yuanjia's tenacious martial arts spirit and Wang Wu's chivalrous spirit mean to him?

Instantly, warm scenes emerged in his mind, remembering his sister He Yushui's smile and calling him "brother".

He Yuzhu's heart seemed to have a clue... Did the power deep in his emotions also come from the warmth and sense of responsibility of family affection?

Or the tender scene of Seo Hye-jin walking side by side with him, holding each other's hands as they walked down the streets of the capital.

Master Zhang Jianguo patted him on the shoulder and told him that no matter what difficulties he had, he could ask the master for help to solve them.

These scenes made He Yuzhu finally realize the power deep in his heart - protection.

He Yuzhu vowed to protect his sister's healthy growth, his wife's happiness, his master Zhang Jianguo, his master Li Guodong and all those who cared for and helped him.

He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes and slowly exhaled the air that had been trapped in his abdomen for a long time. He concentrated on performing the starting stance of the 'Eight Postures' of Li's Tai Chi.

He Yuzhu's back was like a dragon ready to take off, his whole body was shaking gently, his joints made crackling sounds, and slowly his body seemed to be awakening with hidden thunder-like power, and the visible aura on He Yuzhu's body was slowly increasing.

After He Yuzhu felt that the momentum in his body had reached its highest point, he gently pushed his right palm forward. The moment it touched the sandbag, the sandbag shattered with a bang, and sand spread around the water tank.