[Comprehensive martial arts] I'm sick to take drugs

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Liang got up early and started to practice martial arts with a stick after washing. Yan Shen was too weak to be alone, but he had indeed achieved some results in martial arts these days, and his complexion became much ruddy.

Wang Lianhua also got up very early, lazily watching Yan Liang practice sticks.

He watched it for many days, and he could see that there was a profound knowledge in the stick technique, but he didn't quite understand where Yan Liang got the stick technique and the long stick.

For Wang Lianhua, he and Yan Liang had only been separated for more than three years, but he didn't know how long they had been apart for the other party.

After he left, what happened to Yan Liang and Dongfang?

He didn't intend to ask about Yan Liang's experience, but after the conversation last night, Wang Lianhua found that Yan Liang had changed.It's not that you don't like your friend's change, but you are just curious about why the other party has changed.

Yan Liang was originally a mystery, a curious mystery.

Wang Lianhua looked at Yan Liang, the young man was sweating on his forehead, his eyes were bright and clear, even though he had a different face from "Chi Xiuyuan", the light in his eyes was the same.

Yan Liang performed the last move, standing the stick in front of him, slowing down, holding the stick and tilting his head towards Wang Lianhua, showing a smiling face: "Why are you looking at me like that? Could it be... that Mr. Thousand Faces likes me? "

"Some people are always dreaming, daydreaming." Wang Lianhua sneered, "Who said I was looking at you? I was looking at the stick in your hand."

Yan Liang looked at the black iron stick in his hand, and finally remembered that he didn't seem to have introduced his own stick to Wang Lianhua, so he introduced it: "It's called a magic stick."

Wang Lianhua: "...God stick?"

Yan Liang: "Yes."

No, even if this person has changed, his brain has definitely not changed...it is still as flawed as ever.

Wang Lianhua thought indifferently.

Yan Liang sat down opposite him, and asked about the Minister of Rites.Last night they talked and talked far away, but Yan Liang still had full trust in Wang Lianhua's information channels.

——At the beginning, in the other world, Wang Lianhua was doing well alone, but now in the world where she was born and bred, she can only get better and better.

As Yan Liang expected, even though Wang Lianhua said last night that he didn't arrange too many people in the capital, he had been in the capital for a while, and it was easy for him to check those things.

After Wang Lianhua learned of the death of the Minister of Rites, he went to investigate. Although he said that he had nothing to do with him, he still went to investigate.

The servant of the Ministry of Rites, surnamed Cheng, has a beautiful wife and concubines in his family, enjoying the blessings of being equal to everyone; he is respectful and cautious, and to put it bluntly, he is counseling.His prestige in the capital was mediocre, no one cared about him during his life, even after his death.

But he is a model of the two faces of the predecessors and the latter. Wang Lianhua did a deep investigation and was disgusted to the point of nausea.

——The servant of the Ministry of Rites is modest and polite in front of outsiders, and acts cautiously, but in fact, he often punishes his servants at home to vent his anger. It is common for him to hurt others, whip and beat him when drunk. hit.Wang Lianhua glimpsed the scene of the backyard by chance, and the arms and back of the necks of several servant girls were still visible.

Yan Liang planned to investigate from the concubine's room of the minister of the Ministry of Rites. Wang Lianhua poured cold water on him when he heard what he said sternly: "Do you have the time to investigate? Let's talk about it first, don't think about asking me to help you." you."

"..."

Yan Liang was speechless. After all, the time spent by office workers and homeless people was completely incomparable. He could grill a few fish or have a meal at most in the remaining time after work.

Wang Lianhua smiled at him maliciously: "If you want me to help you, please ask me."

Yan Liang: "I'm afraid you are not dreaming."

Li Xunle went out of the room, and he was used to seeing Yan Liang and Wang Lianhua sitting opposite each other chatting in the courtyard, he smiled at them and said good morning.

After a night's rest, Li Xunle had sorted out his mood. Even though Liu Changmin's matter was still on his mind, he knew that it was useless to be anxious.

After breakfast, Yan Liang and Li Xunle went to the Imperial Academy on foot. The streets were filled with fireworks, and they walked side by side, tacitly not mentioning what happened yesterday.

It's just that the two of them might not be in the mood to grill fish in a short time.

The tragedy of Liu Changmin's corpse yesterday was too conflicting, even though they warned themselves not to think about it, they still couldn't help thinking about it, and felt nauseous after thinking about it.

No one in the Imperial Academy seemed to know the news of Liu Changmin's death. Yan Liang thought that Xichang might have concealed the news, but unexpectedly someone brought the news into the Imperial Academy in the afternoon.

The death of Liu Changmin was consistent with the death of Cheng Shilang, the servant of the Ministry of Rites. This made the people who had almost forgotten about Cheng Shilang's death think about this case again.

It is rumored that Yuhuatian has asked the emperor to investigate the case.Now Xichang has heavy responsibilities, one is the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the other is the second place in the new department, both of them should find the murderer out of emotion and reason.

Seeing the people in the Hanlin Academy talking about it with worry, Yan Liang couldn't help being surprised by Yuhuatian's actions—he thought that Yuhuatian had put them into the West Factory to identify the corpse because he didn't want to kill Liu Changmin. The news was exposed, but it spread out in less than a day... Maybe it was intentional?

Wang Lianhua didn't want to help him, Yan Liang thought about going to Liu Changmin's residence by himself, but before that he had to find a way to fool Li Xunle away.

If he told Li Xunle that he was going to Liu Changmin's house, Li Xunle might also go with him, but Yan Liang didn't really want to take him with him.

Yan Liang and Li Xunle were walking side by side on the street. People on the street were constantly staring at the two of them. Yan Liang was used to it, thinking absent-mindedly about how to speak to Li Xunle.

Afterwards, without him needing to speak, they ran into the uninvited Governor of the West Factory, who ruthlessly gave Yan Liang a good excuse.

It was still the very simple carriage yesterday, before the carriage stopped beside them, Yan Liang and Li Xunle were discussing what to eat tonight.

The two of them had no intention of eating grilled fish in a short period of time. When they talked about grilled fish, they couldn't help recalling the corpse of Liu Changmin they saw yesterday. After recalling, they lost their appetite even more.

Yu Huatian's ears were sharp, and he heard the conversation between Yan Liang and Li Xunle. He gave orders to the coachman in the carriage, and the carriage stopped beside them.

Yan Liang looked at a black sheath sword and lifted the curtain, and the person sitting in the carriage was Yu Huatian whom he had just seen yesterday.

When the eyes of the two met, Yan Liang blinked.

"Come up."

Yu Huatian looked at Yan Liang and spoke concisely.

Yan Liang quickly got into the car, Li Xunle wanted to follow, Yu Huatian held his sword across the door of the car, and said, "There's no need for Li Xiuzhuan to come up."

"..."

Li Xunle looked at him silently.

Yu Huatian's expression was cold, and it was obvious that he could not refuse.

Li Xunle and Yan Liang looked at each other, and got out of the carriage helplessly. Yan Liang waved to him in the carriage, and said briskly: "Brother Li, go back first, remember to save food for me."

Yuhuatian hummed softly behind him.

Li Xunle looked worriedly at the interior of the carriage, only seeing a part of his clothes, he looked away, smiled at Yan Liang, saw him put down the curtain and then watched the carriage go away.

In the compartment, Yan Liang leaned against the wall of the car and smiled at Yu Huatian: "Where does Governor Yu want to take me?"

"Go to Liu Changmin's house."

Yu Huatian said without any haste, he seemed to always be like that, never changing his face before the collapse of Mount Tai.

"How does Governor Yu know that I want to go to Liu Changmin's house?" Yan Liang clapped his hands, acting as if he suddenly realized, "Ah, could it be that Governor Yu and I have a heart-to-heart connection?"

Yu Huatian ignored his joke, but said bluntly: "You thought about it yesterday but didn't say it, now you can say it."

"..." Yan Liang rubbed his chin, "Is my expression that obvious?"

"You asked me three questions yesterday. If you tell me something I don't know, I can answer you."

Yu Huatian looked at Tanhualang, who was sitting but not sitting, with a delicate expression.

Yan Liang: "..."

He felt a little helpless towards Governor Yu who refused to answer, so he could only continue what the other party said.

"I'll talk to you when I get to Liu Changmin's house."

Yuhuatian raised his eyebrows slightly.

The carriage stopped in front of Liu Changmin's house. When Yan Liang got off the carriage, he found people from Xichang guarding him. He realized that if he came here alone, he would still inevitably meet Yuhuatian again.

The house that Liu Changmin rented is a bit out of the way. It looks inconspicuous from the outside, but there is something special inside.Yu Huatian mentioned the rent of this house to Yan Liang, and Yan Qionggui was shocked, because the rent of this house was much higher than Yan Liang's entire net worth at the moment.

"Where did he get the money?"

Yu Huatian strode towards Liu Changmin's bedroom, Yan Liang followed closely behind him, and at the same time did not forget to ask questions.

"I should ask you that." Yu Huatian didn't turn his head. "You are the most familiar with him. Could it be that he didn't tell you these things?"

Yan Liang answered him frankly: "He never mentioned family affairs, I only know that he lost his parents when he was young and grew up with his uncle."

Yu Huatian sent people to Liu Changmin's hometown to inquire, and he thought about Yan Liang's words, but he didn't intend to express his thoughts. He just nodded in front of him and kept silent.

There were still sticky marks on the floor of Liu Changmin's room, and Yan Liang looked up at Yuhuatian after seeing the marks on the ground.

Yu Huatian nodded, affirming his thoughts: "Liu Changmin's body was found on the ground."

"Who found it?"

"A little thief."

The thief saw that there was no one in the house, so he wanted to come in and steal some money. After searching through several rooms, he didn't get any property, so he ran into Liu Changmin's room with broken jars, opened the door and saw the dead body on the ground.

After seeing the corpse, he didn't think of reporting to the police, but fled in fear. The next day, he stole something again but stole it from Yuhuatian's subordinates. The thief confessed that he met the corpse in order to survive.

When Yu Huatian heard the death of the man, he associated it with the case in his hand, and after seeing the corpse, he became more and more sure of his thoughts.

Yan Liang looked at the whole house carefully, Yu Huatian looked at him coldly, he thought that Yan Liang, a scholar, was just pretending to investigate, until the other party took out a short stick from nowhere, and after a blink of an eye, The short stick became a long stick again.

Yuhuatian: "...?"

Yan Liang knelt beside the bed, and pulled out something from the bottom of the bed with a stick. It was a black jade hairpin.

Yu Huatian stared at the black jade hairpin, feeling a little unhappy—unpleasant because of his subordinates' inefficiency.

He clearly ordered these people to search carefully, but even a jade hairpin can be dropped... Tsk.

Yan Liang stood up, patted his clothes, held Mo Yuzan in his hand and looked at it, but after a long while to no avail, he stuffed the magic stick back into his sleeve, and stretched out his free hand to Yu Huatian.

Yu Huatian controlled himself not to look at the opponent's sleeve: "...What do you mean?"

"Is there any cloth? I think this hosta is very important. Wrap it up."

Yan Liang moved his fingers, meaning to urge.

Yu Huatian was speechless, glanced at him, tore off a corner of the tablecloth and threw it to Yan Liang.

Now it was Yan Liang's turn to be speechless.

Yan Liang: ...It's really a saving.

He, a poor ghost, may not be so frugal.

The author has something to say: Yan Liang seems to have stuffed the magic stick into his sleeve, but actually put it in the system space

But Lord Rain doesn't know about it hhhh

Li Xunle (climbing the carriage): Hey, it's over.

Yuhuatian (stretched sword to block): You don't have to come.

Li Xunle: ...? ? ?

Yan Liang (takes out a stick): All right.

Yuhuatian: ...?

Yan Liang (with a stick): Alright.

Yuhuatian: ...? ? ?