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

Pang Jin's family had an old house in the capital, and he had visited Bianliang City with his grandfather and father in the past. The reason why he lived in the inn was because the old house needed to be tidied up.

Yan Liang studied martial arts in the morning, and went to Pang Jin when he was free in the afternoon, and he became acquainted after three days.Pang Jin thought that he had found a little friend who could take him around the capital, but Yan Liang didn't know much about the capital.

It's just that Pang Jin's road-crazy degree is beyond Yan Liang's imagination. Occasionally, if he doesn't pay attention, Pang Jin will disappear.

"You went wrong again."

Yan Liang reached out and grabbed Pang Jin's collar. Before he grabbed Pang Jin, this guy was watching the people coming and going on the road with a confused face, and wanted to continue walking further.

Pang Jin looked back at him in surprise, and said, "You really found me again!"

Yan Liang: ...you and you, you know it's you.

The capital is so prosperous that it is impossible to walk around the capital on two legs in a short period of time, not to mention that Pang Jin is always running around, and sometimes even Yan Liang can't tell which is which, so he has to ask someone for directions.But no matter when and where, Yan Liang can always find Pang Jin in a strange place after he disappears.

Pang Jin was very surprised: "How do you know where I am?"

Yan Liang spoke inscrutablely: "I'll do the math."

Pang Jin was happy: "My grandfather said that his friend was also a fortune teller, and he took him to Bianjing along the way to tell fortunes and looks."

Yan Liang laughed: "This shows that you and I are destined."

After the two were tired from shopping, they entered the restaurant, ordered some food, and found a seat by the window on the second floor. When they sat down and talked, Pang Jinduo said something about him.

For example, Pang Jin was a teacher of Zhan Zhao, and he brought Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao's knives and swords with him when he came back to visit the tomb.

Pang Jin's sword is exactly Zhan Zhao's sword.

Another example is that when he came to Beijing this time, one was to sweep the grave of his grandfather's friend, and the other was to see the world.

Pang Jin is different from his father and grandfather. He has longed for the world since he was a child. He doesn't want to be famous.

"I know, Yu Mao Zhan Zhao, Chinchilla Bai Yutang, and Uncle Guo Pang Yu." Yan Liang said with a smile, "You have an extraordinary background."

Pang Jin said in surprise: "Have you heard of their names? I see that the people mentioned in this capital are all the heroes of the rivers and lakes in recent years."

"Of course." Yan Liang grinned, "I saw Royal Cat and Chinchilla in the book. Their nicknames are too interesting, so I couldn't help but pay more attention to them... Speaking of which, the young master Pang was once honored by King Xiangyang. When the son was framed and fled abroad, shouldn't it be Bai Wuye who took him back?"

"No, no, Grandpa Yan picked up my grandpa and took him to Beijing, and met Grandpa Bai when he was almost in Bianjing." Pang Jin denied, "It's just that Grandpa Yan has nothing to do with the Chenzhou case, and Mr. Bao didn't take him away." things revealed."

Yan Liang listened to the young man talking to Grandpa Yan, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "I see, no wonder you just said that Uncle Yan, who has the same name as me, brought your grandfather to Beijing."

When Pang Jin told his story, Yan Liang didn't hesitate to say it, although he has always been heartless, and he also knew that it would not be a good thing if the prince's identity was exposed—even if he wanted to speak out, he was following him secretly. Brother Weiwei would not allow it—Yan Liang could only conceal his real name and reveal Zhao Huan's family situation.

Although Pang Jin noticed that Yan Liang was hiding something, but he was not a sweetheart, and he was happy to get along with Yan Liang, so he asked directly without revealing the truth.

He knew that people in Jianghu would act under false names for various reasons, but he acted righteously.What's more, even if Yan Liang was using a pseudonym to fool him, having the same name as Grandpa Yan is considered a kind of fate.

Yan Liang couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although Pang Jin and Pang Yu had similarities, Pang Jin was obviously much more exquisite than Pang Yu back then.

*

Apart from the comfort brought by getting along with Pang Jin, the heavy snow also made Yan Liang very happy.After teasing the cat and hanging out with Pang Jin in Bianjing, Yan Liang is satisfied every day.It's just that the happy time is always short. After the relevant personnel took care of the matters related to the prince's going to court, Yan Liang began to go to court to listen to politics.

On the first day of the court, Yan Liang listened in the whole process, and saw all the civil servants in the court hall glaring and talking a lot of nonsense.

Yan Liang patiently listened to them talk about political affairs, people's feelings, Zhao Ji's paintings, and a bunch of nonsense. He didn't know what these people were discussing until after the early dynasty ended.

When talking about political affairs, he didn't mention the riots caused by the Jin people on the border. When talking about people's sentiments, he only mentioned the prosperity in the capital. Instead, he praised Zhao Ji's paintings to the sky.

After everyone retreated from the court, Yan Liang, as the crown prince, was surrounded by some ministers. You came and said a few words to each other, and asked the crown prince how he felt about the first time he went to the court. Yan Liang said very modestly that he was taught and dealt with them past.

Didn't they get educated? Only those few people are worried about this country, and the others are all moths, especially Cai Jing and Fu Zongshu.

Zhuge Zhengwo appeared in front of Yan Liang when he finished dealing with those ministers who had nothing to do.

"His Royal Highness."

Zhuge is saluting me.

Yan Liang knew that he was the Marquis of Zhuge, and he had met Zhao Huan several times in the palace.

Yan Liang replied: "Teacher."

Zhuge Shenhou is the Taifu of the current dynasty and a descendant of Wuhou. He has accumulated great prestige. Some people call him Taifu, and some call him Shenhou.Yan Liang chose to call him Taifu.

Needless to say, the two walked out at a distance, Zhuge Zhengwo asked the prince how he felt in the early court today, and observed the prince's expression without leaving a trace.

His Royal Highness hesitated for a moment, frowned slightly, looking unhappy, he said: "I didn't understand what they said."

Zhuge corrected me: "...Why did His Royal Highness come to say this?"

The prince showed a slightly sarcastic smile, and said softly: "Speaking is equivalent to not speaking, and it is useless to understand such nonsense."

His words were already out of line, but his voice was extremely soft, Zhuge Zhengwo had extraordinary hearing, and he could hear the prince's words clearly.

Zhuge Zhengwo looked sideways at the prince, and finally realized what he had been feeling against today—the former King Ding Zhao Huan was taciturn, but today the prince is still seldom talking, but his eyes are bright.

Until the two parted outside the palace, Zhuge Zhengwo didn't ask His Royal Highness the meaning of that sentence.

No need to ask, His Highness the Crown Prince's attitude is already very clear.

——He doesn't like the morning court today.

And I don't like Zhuge Zheng either.

In recent years, the emperor Zhao Ji has become more and more stupid. He was blinded by treacherous ministers and villains.

Zhuge Zhengwo proposed to the emperor to let the prince go to court, just to see the prince's attitude.If the prince has the world in mind, he can help him; if he is like his father, Zhuge Zhengwo didn't think about what to do.

Fortunately, the prince did not live up to his expectations.

I am a little relieved by Zhuge Zheng. The emperor is stupid. If the prince is a good one, it will be good for Song Dynasty.He wanted to think about it, and he didn't directly believe that the prince is a talent that can be casted. He just waited to observe more about His Highness the prince in the future.

His plan was very good, but in the next few days when the prince was mentioned in court, he kept responding with "I know", "You are right", and "That's it", and he went back to court Find the emperor Cuju to draw and amuse the birds.

After a few days, I didn't see the prince showing his feelings for the world. I only know that the prince is more and more favored by the emperor, and the father and son are having a better time playing each other.

The prince was even praised by the emperor for his good handwriting. The emperor wondered that he never knew that the prince could write a good handwriting.However, he is only 15 years old now, and the characters he writes are romantic and willful, but also have the charm of facial muscles and willow bones, so the emperor loves him even more.

Zhuge Zheng and I stood in the hall and watched the father and son blatantly not talking about business. Most of the ministers followed suit and praised Congratulations, feeling unstoppable disappointment in their hearts.

Is it true that the Great Song Dynasty has no master?

*

Yan Liang, who had been in the heart of Zhuge Shenhou for many days, was now facing a predicament.

"Where do you say you should go?"

Pang Jin asked.

"It's you who sweep the grave, not me."

Yan Liang answered him.

"I don't know the way."

Pang Jin said.

"I don't know the way either."

Yan Liang said.

The two stood at the gate of the city looking at the majestic green hills in front of them and had a boring conversation.

After the conversation, Yan Liang and Pang Jin were silent.

Pang Jin prepared the grave-sweeping items today, carefully remembered the route his grandfather said, and prepared to go to the tomb-sweeping.

Yan Liang went down to look for him and joined his team.

Pang Jin didn't bring a servant, and insisted that the first time she went to worship Grandpa Yan alone, she had to bring her own things, so as to show her sincerity.

Grandpa Yan, who joined the team halfway, silently said that as long as you don't get lost on the way to worship him, sincerity is not important, as long as you arrive.

Now Yan Liang is holding the daughter Hong who is used for worship in his right hand, and Bai Yutang's knife in his left hand - Zhan Zhao's Juque sword is in Pang Jin's waist - he watched Pang Jin take out the drawn line from his arms again After reading the paper, I fell silent in front of the lines on it.

"Where is Mingyue Mountain...?"

Pang Jin asked.

"Don't know, but I guess it's one of the two mountains in front of us."

Yan Liang answered honestly and expressed his conjecture.

"Aren't you from the capital?"

After Pang Jin asked this sentence, he realized that he was asking for nothing. From their wandering around the capital without thinking, it could be seen that Yan Liang, a native of the capital, was a fake.

Yan Liang smiled back.

Pang Yu's paintings were terrible, and the paper given to Pang Jin had only two balls of ink, and there were distorted lines under the ink.

Yan Liang tried to count his own grave, but it was always covered by fog, and he could only figure out where his friends were buried.

Pang Jin is the link, so Yan Liang can know where his friends are buried after seeing him, but he is blind to his own cemetery and can't figure it out.

Pang Jin, a road idiot, is not very reliable.

There was a tea shed not far from the gate of the city, and a few people were scattered under the tea shed. After discussing it with Pang Jin, Yan Liang and Pang Jin decided to go to the tea shed to ask Dr. Tea.

"Mingyue Mountain?"

Dr. Cha looked at the two people in front of him very strangely, and stretched out his hand to point out the location of Mingyue Mountain, which was the one on the left of the two big mountains.

"The mountain on the right is Yuquan Mountain, which is the site of Jinfengxiyulou. Don't make a mistake." Dr. Cha advised, "There are also big bugs on Mingyue Mountain in recent days, so you'd better not go there. gone."

The two just said thanks and sat down and ordered tea to show their appreciation.

"Do you know where Uncle Yan's tomb is?"

Yan Liang asked him lazily.

"I know." Pang Jin was categorical, "I have been here before, and I just walked straight up. When I reached the top of the mountain, it was Grandpa Yan's tomb!"

Yan Liang looked at him with indescribable eyes.

Pang Jin touched his face: "...Why do you look at me like this?"

Yan Liang smiled meaningfully: "Two days ago, you and I walked on East Street, which was also a straight and straight road. Do you still remember where I found you later?"

Pang Jin was speechless and took a sip of tea silently to hide his embarrassment.

That day Pang Jin was separated from Yan Liang again, and Yan Liang found him at the corner of Xiaotianshui Lane.

There is more than a little distance between the two places.

The air fell into silence for a while, but the two of them suddenly heard a chuckle, and they both looked at the person who laughed.

It is early spring now, the spring is warm and the sun is warm, but the man is still wrapped in fur, his face is pale, only a pair of eyes are like flames in embers, shining coldly.

Seeing that the two teenagers turned their heads to look at him, the young man smiled generously at them.

Both of them smiled back.

Their communication was limited to this, because Yan Liang and Pang Jin quickly finished their tea, picked up their belongings and set off for Mingyue Mountain.

In the tea shed behind them, Su Mengzhen watched the two teenagers drift away with a smile in his eyes.

The vitality of youth, like the flowers of spring, is always pleasant.

The author has something to say: #about the title of Uncle Yan#

Yan Liang: I call me uncle, so there is no problem.

#About worshiping Uncle Yan#

晏良：我拜我自己，可真有趣。感谢在2020-03-1111:59:10~2020-03-1213:28:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Jun Changli 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yinghuo Shouxin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!