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

If Yan Liang wanted to establish a good relationship with a person, it would be easy for him. After chatting with the young man for a few words, the young man gave his name.

"My name is Pang Jin."

The boy said so.

Yan Liang smiled and said, "My name is Yan Liang."

After hearing this, Pang Jin showed a strange expression, seemingly surprised, but mixed with other emotions.

"It's raining really hard." Yan Liang sighed, "It was clearly sunny before I went out, without any warning."

Pang Jin nodded in agreement. It was precisely because of the good weather that he left the inn to wander around Bianliang City. As a result, the heavy rain suddenly came, and he and his servant were scattered among the running crowd. Now they can only wait for the rain to stop in this strange place. .

As he thought about it, a little worry appeared on his face.

"It doesn't matter, the rain will stop in a couple of minutes." Yan Liang said.

Pang Jin looked at him strangely, wondering why Yan Liang was so sure.

He only thought that Yan Liang said it casually, and didn't take this matter to heart, and then chatted with Yan Liang about other things.

Both of them are talkative people, and they actually got to talk in the face of the pouring rain. Pang Jin went out alone and was unprepared. He only felt that Yan Liang's words were in line with his wishes, and he couldn't help but secretly delighted. Back then His grandfather met a friend named Yan Liang outside, could it be possible that he can also make a friend named Yan Liang?

Once Pang Jin was happy, he couldn't help telling the story about his grandfather having a friend named Yan Liang.

Yan Liang smiled, "What a coincidence."

Isn't it a coincidence, just thinking about a friend from the past, the friend's grandson appeared in front of him.

Moreover, the Yan Liang that the grandfather and grandson met was the same person.

If possible, Yan Liang hoped that there would be more such coincidences.

Yan Liang didn't ask about Pang Jin's grandfather. After all, a stranger suddenly chased him to ask about family affairs, even if he had a big heart, he would feel strange.

Pang Jin and Pang Yu are very similar, and even the silly smile is quite similar to his grandfather, but Pang Yu doesn't know martial arts, but Pang Jin has practiced martial arts.

Yan Liang looked thoughtfully at the sword cocoon revealed in Pang Jin's hand.

It was evening after the rain stopped, and the sky was already dark. Yan Liang asked, "Where do you live? If you drop by, let's go together."

Pang Jin hesitated to speak, and said under Yan Liang's suspicious gaze: "I live in Jinli Inn..."

"I don't know the way."

The young man said bitterly.

Yan Liang: "...coincidentally, I have never heard the name of this inn."

Pang Jin was shocked: "Aren't you from the capital?"

Yan Liang said helplessly: "I am, but who said that people in the capital must know their way?"

Isn't the emperor also a native of the capital, and he might not know the way.

What's more, Zhao Huan didn't go out of the gate without leaving the gate. He went around these days based on his previous memory and only went to a few places with impressions. He had never even heard of the name Jinli Inn.

The people around went home one after another, and Yan Liang and Pang Jin stood on the side of the street facing each other speechlessly.

Yan Liang thought for a while, and asked a passerby about the location of the Jinli Inn. The Jinli Inn was just opposite to the Prince's Mansion, so he said goodbye to Pang Jin and left.

He was in a good mood when he met the grandson of his old friend. After crossing two streets, Yan Liang turned a corner and happened to meet Pang Jin who was standing bitterly in the corner.

Yan Liang: "... Isn't the Jinli Inn in the west of the city?"

Seeing him, Pang Jin was like seeing a savior, grabbed Yan Liang's arm and did not let go, crying, "I thought I could walk back!"

According to Pang Jin, he memorized the route pointed out by the kind-hearted person, and walked earnestly towards his residence. Unexpectedly, he lost his way while walking, and saw Yan Liang again just in distress.

"I don't know the way!"

Pang Jin said loudly.

Not knowing the way and not knowing the way are different.

Yan Liang understood, this guy is a road idiot, no wonder he hesitated to speak before.

Thinking that this guy was Pang Yu's grandson, Yan Liang became a good elder and led Pang Jin back to the Jinli Inn. On the way, he pulled Pang Jin who had gone astray several times back to the right path.

"...Since you don't know the way, why did you come to the capital?"

Yan Liang couldn't help asking him.

"My grandfather's friend was buried on a mountain outside the capital, and I'm here to sweep his grave."

Pang Jin replied.

Yan Liang was silent for a moment: "...that friend named Yan Liang?"

Pang Jin nodded.

Yan Liang didn't know what to say for a moment.

When he arrived at the Jinli Inn, Pang Jin's servant was standing at the door anxiously waiting for him. Seeing that Pang Jin had returned safely, he thanked Yan Liang a lot and wanted to call a carriage to take him back.

Yan Liang declined, and said with a smile: "The road is not far away, so let's take it as exercise."

Pang Jin tentatively asked, "Are you free tomorrow? Why don't we make an appointment to meet again?"

Yan Liang responded: "I'll come to you tomorrow at Shen Shi."

After bidding farewell to the master and servant, Yan Liang turned and walked towards the Prince's mansion.

Tomb sweeping...

Yan Liang walked slowly on the street, thinking about what Pang Jin said before.

With mixed feelings in his heart, he walked back to the Prince's mansion silently through the night.

The mansion had already sent people to look for the prince because the prince came back later than usual, and the servants were all relieved to see the prince returned safely.

The prince has become much more lively since he recovered from his illness and moved out of the palace, always running outside.He was also highly praised by the teacher in class, and even the officials became a little more enthusiastic about the prince because of the novelty that the prince discovered.

Seeing their relaxed faces, Yan Liang knew that they had been worried for a long time, so he said apologetically, "It's my fault that made you worry."

Everyone was flattered, and hurriedly waved their hands and said that this is nothing.

Yan Liang smiled and said: "It's raining today, so I came back a little late. How about this, if I go out in the future, I will take people out, and I won't make you worry any more."

He said this because he considered that if he always ran out, he would not be caught by someone who wanted to tell the emperor. After all, the status of the prince alone was a big trouble, and it was reasonable to take a person to run out.

In the dead of night, candles were lit in the room, and the yellowish candlelight reflected the room in a warm color.

Yan Liang lay on the bed, watching Daxue gently biting his finger.The kitten's teeth have not yet fully grown, and it only feels itchy, not painful.

【Your mood today is very complicated. 】

The system is bubbling.

[I hope you can be happier, this is not only out of thirst for energy, but also because of caring for you. 】

【Thank you.Complicated is of course complicated, but I'm actually not very sad, it's just a little... uneasy. 】

Yan Liang responded to it.

[Life is inevitable, I am probably lucky.Sleeping tonight and waking up tomorrow, he is still a good man. 】

The system sensed that Yan Liang was indeed as he said, so he felt relieved, chatted with Yan Liang for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Liang looked at Daxue who was biting his finger, and then thought of the system, always felt like he had two pets.

*

The next day, Yan Liang was called into the palace again by the emperor.

Yan Liang was puzzled, logically speaking, the days when the crown prince entered the palace were only a few fixed days, so what happened to calling him in for two consecutive days?

When he got to the palace, Yan Liang knew that someone had reported him about running out alone these days.

Yan Liang said that he was not angry when he was angry, and he didn't bother to go to the person who reported it. After all, it is really unseemly for the prince of a country to run away all the time. That person may have a good intention.

Although Zhao Ji called the prince into the palace because of this matter, he didn't really care about it, it was just for pretending, after all, he himself was the master who sneaked out of the palace and became addicted.

"If you want to go out for a stroll, bring more guards."

Zhao Ji said this first when he saw Yan Liang.

Yan Liang nodded in agreement.

Zhao Ji said again: "Teacher said that you have made progress in your studies recently, and he praised you a lot. You have fun and don't put aside your studies. Bianliang City is indeed lively, but there are too many people in the world. Tang is still a deadly enemy, it's too dangerous."

"My son knows."

Yan Liang nodded.

Zhao Ji thought for a while, put down the paintbrush in his hand, and asked, "How are you learning martial arts?"

Yan Liang said modestly: "The middle and lower levels are not comparable to the masters in the world."

He still has a little confidence in his own strength, even if he meets someone he can't beat, and with the medicine he made back then, he won't die anyway.

Zhao Ji said: "If you want to be safe and sound in Bianliang City, you still have to practice martial arts well."

After listening to his words, Yan Liang always felt that there was something wrong. What Zhao Ji said obviously had a deep understanding of the dangers in Bianliang City, and even had lingering fears, and he kept emphasizing that Bianliang City was very dangerous.

As Yan Liang thought, Zhao Ji sneaked out of the palace and went to the brothel in the city at the end of last year, and happened to meet people from the rivers and lakes fighting.He was almost implicated, and since then he didn't dare to leave the palace, seeing the prince always running out, he couldn't help worrying about him.

As for the sudden thought of it, it was because his heart was itching again.

House flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. Even though there are three thousand beauties in the harem and children everywhere, Zhao Ji only loves the flowers and plants outside the palace walls.

When hearing the crown prince wandering around in the capital, Zhao Ji was vaguely envious. He was not like the crown prince, he had to be supervised every time he left the palace, so he understood the crown prince's behavior of not taking anyone with him when he went out, but the capital was indeed chaotic. However, Zhao Ji didn't want the prince to be involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes - he was afraid that he would face overwhelming Zhezi again, and Zhao Ji was very afraid of this.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ji casually told Yan Liang that since the Zhuge Shenhou Dao prince was granted the title in the early court today, he should enter the court to listen to the government as soon as possible. Someone prepared for these things, and he just informed Yan Liang in advance so that he could have a chance. a bottom.

Zhao Ji's choice between politics and interests is always the latter, and his perfunctory treatment of politics is obvious.

Yan Liang saw it, and when he left the palace and sat in the carriage, he couldn't help thinking: Should we usurp the throne?

Today's Great Song Dynasty has shown signs of decline in the decay, and is full of moths. If it continues, it will only develop along the track he knows, the Northern Song Dynasty will die, and the Southern Song Dynasty will start.

He opened the curtain and saw the bustling scene along the street, thriving and prosperous.

The sky was as clear as blue, and the breeze carried the fragrance of flowers through the streets and alleys, just like what he saw in the carriage in Baiyutang when he first arrived in Bianjing.

No one can bear to let such a scene disappear.

Looking at the scene on the street in the carriage, the young man in brocade clothes drooped his eyelashes slightly, showing compassion for some reason.

However, he was just thinking—

Is it difficult to usurp the throne?

If you don't do it well, you may lose your life directly.

No one would have imagined that the current crown prince would have such rebellious thoughts in his mind at this very moment.

Thinking about it, Yan Liang also understood that it was impossible to usurp the throne.Firstly, he has no power and secondly, he is an empty-headed prince. Even if he wanted to usurp the throne, he would probably be caught before he even finished writing the word usurpation.

Yan Liang put down the curtain, leaned lazily against the wall of the compartment, closed his eyes, and did not think about it for the time being.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-1011:40:33~2020-03-1111:59:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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