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

Yan Liang is very attractive to animals. Before Daxue opened his eyes, he kept jumping on his hand, meowing, euphemistically and touchingly.

His heart is about to melt.

After schoolwork, Yan Liang squatted in front of the cat's litter to tease the cat, meowing meowingly, the whole cat slave.

Not long after, Zhao Ji also found out that the crown prince raised a cat, and he was not displeased, but pleasantly surprised, vaguely embarrassed.

Some of the courtiers were always against him, even he had to fight against him for raising birds and building mountains. Now that the crown prince raised a cat, it simply showed the same position as him.

——You can raise as long as you want, you don’t let me be partial.

So Yan Liang saw the eunuch who came from the palace, and the other party told him that Zhao Ji wanted to see the cat he raised, and asked him to take the cat with him when he went to the palace.

Yan Liang: ...This emperor is really annoying.

Troubled, Yan Liang still took his own heavy snow and went to the palace.

Zhao Ji was waiting for Yan Liang in the Huxin Pavilion in the imperial garden. After seeing the heavy snow in his hand, he first asked his name: "What's the name of this little guy?"

Yan Liang answered truthfully: "Big snow."

Zhao Ji asked strangely: "It's so small, why should it be called Xiaoxue?"

Yan Liang smiled and said: "It is because it is too small, so I hope it can grow up and be healthy."

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "That's fine."

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to tease the cat, and Daxue rubbed against Zhao Ji's hand, making a delicate meow.

Having a cat... seems like a good idea?

Zhao Ji thought in his heart.

"Avatar please see me."

The little eunuch outside the pavilion shouted loudly, Zhao Ji withdrew his hand, and asked someone to lead the Marquis of Shentong to the pavilion, and at the same time said to Yan Liang: "The man who will come later is the Marquis of Shentong, Fang Ying, you haven't met him yet...stay here Just meet him."

Zhao Ji originally wanted to make friends with Fang Yingkan's adoptive father Fang Juxia, but Fang Juxia did not respond for a long time, and in the end his adopted son was named instead of his father.The little Hou Ye's face is like a crown of jade, which is very in line with the aesthetics of Emperor Yangou Zhao Ji, not to mention that this person knows how to please him.

Yan Liang learned about the affairs of the Jianghu here in his spare time, but there were too many people, and he didn't bother to remember. He only knew that Hou Fang Yingjian, the master of the Jianghu, was a master of the Jianghu and had connections with the royal family and the Jianghu.

And this person's Shenhou Mansion is still the former Pang Mansion.

As the prince, Zhao Huan had never met the Marquis of Shentong, because he stayed away from things in the Jianghu, and stayed in the mansion all the time, and the people he met were always those few.

Yan Liang hugged Daxue, and looked at the slowly approaching white figure with it. The man was holding a wooden box in his hand, and the smile on his face was a bit childish, looking frank and innocent.

Fang Ying looked at the emperor and saluted, then looked at Yan Liang suspiciously, Zhao Ji explained in due time: "This is my son Zhao Huan, you should have never seen him, you two know each other today."

The young master bowed his hands to Yan Liang, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be His Royal Highness... I have indeed never seen you before, and I have admired your name for a long time."

His gaze shifted slightly downwards, and when he met the white kitten in Yan Liang's arms, he raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

Yan Liang smiled silently and didn't respond. If this person told him that he had admired his name for a long time, Yan Liang would talk back a lot, but Fang Yingjian obviously came to chat with Zhao Ji, not him.Yan Liang could see clearly, and acted as if he didn't exist sensibly, only to see the young master put the wooden box on the table, opened it gently, revealing the various paints inside.

"These are pigments refined from ores that I have found from various places, and they are specially presented to the officials."

Fang Yingkan's smile is childish and innocent.

Zhao Ji was overjoyed, the paints in the wooden box were different, besides the ones he used often, there were even some paints he had never seen before.

...Worthy of being the emperor of art.

After being chased away by Zhao Ji who was eager to try new paints, Yan Liang walked out of the palace with only one thought in mind.

With a smile on his face, Fang Ying walked briskly side by side with Yan Liang, and spoke to him: "I don't know what the name of His Royal Highness's cat is?"

"Big snow."

Yan Liang answered him.

"His Highness's cat is all white, Daxue is a good name."

Fang should look at the praise.

Yan Liang couldn't understand the purpose of the Marquis of Supernatural Powers in saying this. Could it be that this man is also a cat controler?

Just as he was wondering, he heard Fang Ying say casually: "I just said that I met Your Highness for the first time, it's not true..." The young master paused, and looked at Yan Liang with a smile, "A few days ago, my minister and His Highness Your Highness has met once."

Yan Liang raised his eyebrows slightly. He did remember that a carriage passed by after leaving the Shentonghou's Mansion that day, and the people in the carriage stared at him for a while.

"So the person in the carriage is the young master?" He asked in surprise, "It really is a fate to meet you."

Fang Ying smiled and said: "I do have a predestined relationship with Your Highness, but I don't know what's on your mind——? Why did you stand in front of the minister's mansion for a long time?"

Yan Liang had already made preparations, without changing his face: "I re-read the history books a few days ago, and I was very interested in Grand Master Pang and Master Bao, so I couldn't help but go to Kaifeng's government office and the old Pang's mansion to have a look."

"I see."

Fang Yingkan seemed to believe Yan Liang's answer, and gave an ambiguous response.

Yan Liang didn't bother to care whether the man believed it or not, and when they left the palace, the two said a hypocritical goodbye to each other, got into the carriage and went back to their respective homes.

——It has to be mentioned that Fang Yingkan's carriage is even more luxurious than that of the prince.

Mo Qi Mo Qi, incomparable.

After Yan Liang returned home, he put Daxue in the cat's kennel before going to class.

Before going to the palace to meet Zhao Ji, Yan Liang had already completed the lessons of the prince and Taifu, and now there is only martial arts left.

The martial artist's demands on Zhao Huan were neither high nor low, and he was always afraid that he would bump into him, but no matter how much he let the water go, Zhao Huan still did it so-so.

But those things were easy for Yan Liang. He deliberately asked the martial artist to add stick skills after the archery class, and then disguised his set of stick skills books, pretending to be the cheats he found, and strongly demanded to learn the above mental skills and stick skills. Law.

The martial artist was very moved by the sudden excitement of the prince who had always been a salty fish, and strongly encouraged Yan Liang to learn after studying the stick method book, and was amazed at his rapid progress.

Yan Liang let him be moved and surprised, and continued to practice the stick technique diligently—even though those moves were imprinted in his mind, Yan Liang still hoped to save his life, at least not to die so early.

Before analyzing the situation, he forgot that apart from golden men, traitors, and unreliable emperors, there are rivers and lakes here.

Yan Liang felt bald when he thought of the Jianghu in this world - when he was in this world, the Jianghu here was very simple?Where is it that there are all kinds of forces and sects engaged in confrontation like today...

Among them, the leading ones are probably "Six Fen and a Half Hall" and "Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower". These two sects are still in Bianliang City - there were not many sects who dared to gain a foothold in the capital back then? ? ?

Yan Liang didn't expect that after nearly a hundred years, the rivers and lakes would develop so much.

...Although he didn't stay in this world for long at the beginning, he burped in less than a year.

Yan Liang finished practicing the stick technique with the idea of ​​saving the dog's life. Afterwards, he took a bath to wash off the smell of sweat on his body, and bid farewell to the still sleeping Daxue. He slipped out of the house familiarly, with a very clear destination——

He was going to the bookstore to look for books that recorded the deeds of Zhan Zhao and others.

In the past few days, he occasionally flipped through books in the bookstores in the capital when he had free time, but there were so many bookstores and the volume of books was huge, it was a bit difficult for Yan Liang.

Yan Liang has already visited two bookstores, and today he is going to the third bookstore.

Even if you can't meet your friends, it's good to go to worship.

With this in mind, Yan Liang walked into the door of the bookstore.

Zhan Zhao did not know why he resigned back then and went back to seclusion. Bai Yutang’s name was less than Zhan Zhao’s name, and there were only a few descriptions of them in the books Yan Liang read; Pang Yu was raised as the son of Grand Master Pang Mouth, it seems that he finally returned to Chengwu's hometown in Shanzhou.

Yan Liang thought that there would always be someone who was too idle to record the deeds of the world. If he searched carefully, he would definitely find books that recorded the whereabouts of his friends.

The system doesn't understand the point of doing this at all - so what if it finds it?He may be facing a cold tombstone, which will only add to the sadness.

If you don't understand it, you don't understand it, and the system didn't pour cold water on its own host, but just huddled in the corner and read him flipping through the book.

Until dusk fell, Yan Liang closed the book, rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, and put the book back in melancholy.

Although the books he found contained anecdotes about the Jianghu, most of them recorded the Jianghu events in recent years, and did not mention the past events, and the occasional mentions were overwritten.

Yan Liang gave money to the two books he had found, stuffed them into his pocket, and wandered around the street without rushing back to his house after going out.

It's the beginning of spring now, he walked on the street for a while, the drizzle fell continuously, the breeze came to his face with moisture and the fragrance of flowers, and there was an indescribable coldness in the lingering.

Yan Liang looked up at the sky, there were dark clouds covering the top, and occasionally rain fell on his face, he counted with his fingers, and ran away.

After he ran a few steps, there was a clicking sound above his head, followed by the sound of rain.

Yan Liang hurriedly covered his head with one hand, and tightly protected the book inside with the other, but he was too slow to react, and his back was already wet when he ran to the distant eaves.

It was still sunny when he went out, who would have thought that after staying in the bookstore for an afternoon, the weather would change.

Now Yan Liang was standing under the eaves dripping wet, in a state of embarrassment. After wringing out the drenched place, he lazily leaned against the pillar behind him and surveyed the surrounding situation.

Yan Liang was not the only one sheltering from the rain under the eaves. The eaves on this street were full of people sheltering from the rain. The lights were bright, and they looked very ethereal in the rain.

After watching the people, he looked at the white curtain of rain, knowing that the rain would stop soon, so he stared at the white curtain in a daze.

There was a figure running wildly from Sa Yazi in the rain. When he came, the eaves on the road were full of people hiding. Seeing that there was a space beside Yan Liang, he buried his head and rushed to Yan Liang's side, bringing with him a body of water vapor.

Yan Liang looked at him lazily.

The other party braced his back for a while, stood up, and showed Yan Liang a relaxed and slightly embarrassed smile.

Yan Liang paused when he saw his appearance clearly, and returned a smile.

The boy's appearance reminded him of someone.