"Uncle Qiu, your injury is no longer serious. You just need to take a good rest and don't overwork yourself again."
"Yuan Fang, it's lucky to have you this time, otherwise my inner guard would have been disgraced by these bandits and lost the trust of the saint!"
Qiu Ying leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Li Yan with mixed gratitude.
Qiu Shenji, who was serving behind him, was also deeply touched.
In the past, Qiu Ying's treatment of Li Yuanfang, no matter how much he praised her, was always condescending, but now it turned into equal treatment, and even vague reliance.
On the contrary, Li Yan's attitude did not change at all, and he still attributed most of the credit to his leadership, which moved Qiu Ying deeply.
However, Qiu Ying was seriously injured this time, and the poisoning left a lot of sequelae. It caused old injuries from his early battlefield battles, and the illness came like a mountain, and his body suddenly became much weaker.
After only speaking for a while, he showed a tired look and lay down again.
Just as Li Yang was about to stand up and leave, he saw Qiu Shenji saying in a flattering manner: "Yuanfang is busy with official matters, so there is no need to be distracted. I will take good care of this place."
"Um……"
Li Yan felt crooked in his heart, this guy had great ability to adapt to the changing circumstances, and now he wished he could leave Qiu Ying and follow him.
Of course, if this kind of person can't be killed in one go, don't fall out rashly. Xiao Ling's betrayal is a lesson learned from the past. Li Yan softened his face and warned: "Take good care of Uncle Qiu, please be more careful!"
"sure!"
Qiu Shenji responded repeatedly and watched Li Yan go far away. Then he looked at Qiu Ying and found that the third uncle had fallen asleep and his temples were getting grayer.
He showed sadness and silently shed a tear: "The old man is no longer useful, and his future is worrying. I, the son of the Qiu family, must fawn over Li Yuanfang!"
After feeling sad, Qiu Shenji immediately called his servants and left Qiu Ying in their care, preparing to go out for a walk to see if there was any money to be made in Liangzhou.
Just when he reached the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong, touched his waist, and his expression changed drastically:
"My money bag...where is my money bag!!"
…
"Tsk, tsk, ten taels of gold. I don't know which unlucky guy it is. Anyway, the one who uses the gold must be a rich family. Today I will rob the rich and give to the poor!"
Li Yan was walking on the streets of Liangzhou, weighing the delicate money bag in his hand, with a smile on his face.
This is no better than copper coins. Twelve taels of gold can be exchanged for about 120,000 yuan in future generations.
If you pick up a hundred thousand or so randomly on the ground, it will still be very beautiful.
"But the good luck track is for picking up wallets, right?"
"Give me the clues about the prisoner!"
But thinking about what he really wanted, Li Yan was a little disappointed.
These days, his fame has completely stayed at the level of being famous in Liangzhou. The 412 achievement points in his account are a generous reward.
The subsequent increase has almost stopped, proving that the potential has been exhausted. It is estimated that even a three-year-old baby in Liangzhou knows who he is.
With this value, you can even perform a second talent draw of ten consecutive draws.
Maybe some talents with special functions can be developed to solve the puzzle at this time.
But after Li Yan was moved, a certain attribute improved.
Luck.
[Luck: 10 (The big roc rises in the same wind one day, how can the golden lin be a thing in the pond)] → [Luck: 12 (Good luck is a good thing)]
After the attribute is broken by 10 points, the direction becomes clearer.
Compared with the Dapeng taking off and the Jinlin transforming into a dragon, which vaguely require triggering conditions, he now has clear good luck, and it is commonplace to go out and pick up wallets.
Of course, the price is not small.
Starting from 11 attribute points, every improvement of 1 point requires 200 achievement points. However, from 5 to 10 attribute points, only 50 achievement points are required, which is a full 4 times increase.
The achievement points he had saved for a long time were all cleared, and then there was no profit in Liangzhou. Li Yan's heart was bleeding, but he remained determined.
You have to rely on yourself for everything, if you ask for extra points, just add extra points!
It is unrealistic for him to increase his wisdom to the level of a detective at once, but the improvement of luck can increase the probability of triggering random talents. Once the talents are triggered, there will be various additional bonuses.
What's more, the attribute of Luck seems to have no effect on weekdays, but its subtle influence is amazing, and you can't lose no matter how high it goes.
It's just that I shouldn't have been so eager.
But whenever Li Yan closed his eyes during this period, he always thought of Brother Fu's tragedy, Nian Zenggu's death, Liniang's last words, and Magistrate Cui's plea.
Most of these dead people were hostile to him, but Li Yan didn't feel very happy when these people died.
On the contrary, Li Yan always wanted to find out the murderer who had been hiding behind the scenes and cut him off with one blow, which would definitely make him come to light!
"Reached?"
Thinking like this, Li Yan moved his nose slightly and smelled the fragrance of Hu Ji. When he looked up, Zuixianglou was already in front of him.
In a sense, this is the beginning of it all.
Before leaving Liangzhou, the last farewell banquet was also held here.
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"I wish Yuanfang great success!"
"Li Xiaowei, you can't refuse this dance. You have to dance for the saints!"
"Come on, let's dance together!"
In Zuixiang Tower, many members of the aristocratic family gathered together again to congratulate Li Yan on his successful career.
It is the dream of many people in the world to go to Chang'an and see the saint.
If you can meet the Nine-Five Master, your life may change dramatically.
The huge temptation to change your destiny is simply unparalleled.
Naturally, everyone was a little jealous at first, but as the gap between the two parties widened, they soon became proud of this time together.
In the future, Li Yan will rise to great heights, and maybe he will get some glory. Why not?
Li Yan did not disappoint everyone, but also knew that he would not be able to escape this situation, so he finally got up and joined the dance.
Compared with other aristocratic families who twist their hips and throw their arms without any rules, he has really thought about it.
Start with a half-squat and half-clench fists with both hands.
Then move your hands up and down, pat left, pat right, go around once, and go around again.
Pull it up and down, look back and continue to circle.
Open the dragon's spine on the back, and the whole body starts to shake according to the rhythm.
At first, everyone thought Li Yan was a novice and wanted to bring him into his own rhythm, but they were soon attracted by this action.
The rhythm of the body's swaying has an indescribable newness, coupled with the bright and energetic eyes, an unparalleled momentum hits the face.
"Yuanfang, what kind of dance is this?"
An Zhongjing and Jia Sibo, known as dancing masters, were shocked and hurried forward to ask.
"This is called slow shaking..."
You like dancing, right? I'm willing to go all out. Since I'm going to Chang'an, there's nothing wrong with playing Xi'an slow rock, right?
But what Li Yan didn't expect was that these children from aristocratic families had no other talents, but all had great dancing talents.
After staring at him for a while and learning, I actually got started. I found that the clothes were inconvenient, so one person took off his coat first and wore a tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt. Everyone followed suit, and more than a dozen people lined up in a row, shaking their left and right hands in slow motion.
Especially energetic.
As soon as the dance ended, the atmosphere became even more lively. Everyone laughed loudly, drank and had fun, and then burst into tears and came over to hug Li Yan.
"It's not that it's not that..."
"Oh, but in this era, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away. I really don't know when we will see each other again!"
Li Yan was also moved by the feeling of separation, and he sang with them as much as he wanted, breaking his voice and not asking for money or his life.
When the drunk men were supported by their servants, they left the Zuixiang Tower. The three people walking at the back were Li Yan, An Zhongjing and Jia Sibo.
The three highest-ranking family members, who had been the best friends during this period, had also come to part ways.
Li Yan turned around, looked at the signboard, and sighed: "Time flies, I still clearly remember Liniang performing here, and yesterday I buried her with Brother Fu. Zhongjing, I have to thank you for this."
Accommodating, she has a sensitive identity after all."
An Zhong's toast was still lingering, he patted his chest and said: "Little things! Little things!"
From his expression, it was obvious that Liniang had been forgotten for a long time. The thought of her at that time was just a temporary wish that could not be obtained.
Li Yan knew that this was human nature, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
In just one month, the mark left by that couple in Liangzhou disappeared.
After you leave, how long will the impact you leave behind last?
On the contrary, they are enemies in the dark, peeking silently and making it impossible to guard against them.
"Pei Gong is right. Unless that guy never commits a crime again, I will catch him one day!"
Li Yan looked up at the bright moon and silently made a vow, when suddenly he felt something behind him pressing its head against him.
Li Yan turned around and saw Xiao Hei, who was supposed to be waiting on Lion Cong's back, coming behind him at some point, twirling his paws spiritually.
"You naughty little guy, let's go home!"
Li Yan smiled and rubbed its head, then saw Xiao Hei quickly running out as if he had been encouraged, coming to a person, walking around him a few times, sniffing him, then baring his teeth and rushing towards him.
He leaned against the man's body and let out a low roar.
Li Yan lowered his head and looked at Xiao Hei's reaction, his expression slowly changed.
This was exactly the same as that night when the leader in black sprinkled powder in order to escape, and Xiao Hei's reaction was exactly the same after his sense of smell was stimulated.
At this moment, Xiao Hei's goal is...
Li Yan raised his head and met a pair of drunken light green eyes.
"It's you?"
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