What about the soft and cute bamboo horse I am a freshman?

"A few days ago, I went to Yuanfu to see you, but Yuan Jiuyao said that you were unwell."

Liang Fang's voice was gentle and friendly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was a kind expression like a spring breeze, but Jin Shi took a step back involuntarily.

Liang Fang was angry.

Although Liang Fang was laughing now, Jin Shi knew that he was angry.

"That...I..."

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Liang Fang looked past him and looked at Murong He behind him, his voice sank, "And His Highness Murong."

Oops!Only then did Jin Shi recall that Liang Fang hated Bei Chengren the most!

And in this situation, he obviously misunderstood a bit!

Jinshi hurriedly explained: "I met him by chance! I have never seen him before!"

Hearing this, Mo Ronghe frowned: "Didn't we meet when you first entered the city a few days ago? Today I came here specially to find you!"

This is indeed true, but brother, don't you feel that it is a bit strange to say this? !

"A few days ago?" Liang Fang's face completely darkened.

it's over...

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Jin Shi rushed over and grabbed Liang Fang's sleeve regardless of the three sevens and twenty ones, "You, you believe me! I really met him by chance! Today is really a coincidence!"

Merong He said dissatisfied: "I came here specially to find you."

Jin Shi turned around madly and roared, "Shut up!"

Then he felt his wrist being caught, he turned around in surprise, and saw Liang Fang looking at his fingertips with an ugly expression, there was a touch of bright blue on them.

...It's that butterfly from just now!

"Listen to my explanation..." Jin Shi became more and more anxious and became speechless, "This is what he just now..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Fang pulled him hard and pulled him behind him.

"His Royal Highness," Liang Fang said in a cold tone, "Please also pay attention to your own identity and words and deeds."

Merong He narrowed his ice-blue eyes when he heard this, and sneered: "My identity and words and deeds? I haven't left this city, and I haven't done anything out of line. Every word and deed is based on the original appointment with your Emperor Damu." In a good range, what reason do you use to criticize my words and deeds?"

Jin Shi was startled, his hand was suddenly clenched.

scope?difficult

He looked at the arrogant Prince Beicheng.

What is "the range agreed with your Emperor Damu"?

Liang Fang seemed to be annoyed by his words. Jinshi felt that the fingertips of his grip were a little cold, and even trembling slightly. He couldn't help but hold Liang Fang's fingertips instead. The body trembled, and then slowly relaxed.

"I'm being rude," Liang Fang said slowly, "It's getting late, Your Highness, please go easy."

Jinshi glanced at the sun that had just risen in mid-air, afraid that the prince Beicheng would say "Is it too early for Damu not to be here?"

Liang Fang obviously didn't give him a chance to yell at him, and directly pulled Jin Shi out of the alley.

Jinshi was taken to the National Teacher's Mansion, and Liang Fang dragged him all the way to the study before letting go.

The display in the study was still the same as when he was a child, without any change, Jin Shi sat down on the imperial concubine couch that he used to sleep on when he was a child, and rubbed his wrist.

Seeing a circle of red fingerprints on Jinshi's white wrist, Liang Fang was shocked to realize that he had used too much strength just now.

"Sorry..." Liang Fang was a little at a loss looking at the mark, "I..."

Such a Liang Fang made Jinshi feel like he was a child, he waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay, this will disappear in a while."

Liang Fang closed his eyes: "I'm sorry, I lost control just now."

Liang Fang who opened his eyes again turned back to the national teacher who made Jinshi a little strange, and Jinshi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I really just met that person by chance," Jinshi said in a low voice, "It was the same a few days ago, when I came in from the south, I passed Kanglefang, and I happened to see him, and today I came back from the city and ran into him again , I don’t know him at all.”

"You don't need to explain this to me," Liang Fang said, but his mood was obviously much better than before. "I'm just worried that he will do something bad to you. After all, he is a North adult."

Liang Fang hated Beicheng, and the old national teacher died on the front line of the battle with Beicheng. Although he was assassinated by Song Chengyuan, if Beicheng hadn't invaded Damu, the old national teacher wouldn't have spent his mind on the great array of mountains and rivers, maybe he wouldn't have Suffered from this disaster.

"Speaking of this," Jin Shi was puzzled, "What did Merong He mean just now? What does it mean to 'make an appointment with the emperor'? Isn't he a proton? He is shopping in the flower street and using array techniques, why do you feel like he Are you so comfortable in the capital?"

There is no one guarding Merong He, except for the seal around his wrist, he looks like an ordinary arrogant son, not at all like he came to the enemy country to be a hostage.

"Your Majesty meant it," Liang Fang said indifferently, "Don't worry about his affairs. If you meet him again in the future, just ignore him. He dare not and can't do anything to you."

Liang Fang seemed very unwilling to talk about Merong Hyuk, Jin Shi felt that the prince of the empire might be a little crazy, and there was no serious harm, otherwise why would he let him run around in the capital.

But Jinshi clearly remembered that it was rumored that the eldest prince led troops to attack Damu back then, why is he being treated this way now?

"By the way," Liang Fang asked with concern, "how is your body?"

This sentence aroused Jinshi's worries that he had almost forgotten to the back of his head.

"That..." Jin Shi's eyes rolled around, without looking at Liang Fang, he said vaguely, "It's...it's okay..."

Seeing his evasive expression, Liang Fang asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Yeah," Jinshi Xiaoji nodded like pecking at rice, showing a flattering smile, and gave two pear dimples as a gift, "It's no problem."

Liang Fang looked at him for a long time, then took the paper and the spirit from the desk and handed it to him: "Then let me check what you have learned in the past nine years."

Jinshi looked at the things handed to him, and couldn't believe it: "You want to test me? Now?"

Liang Fang handed the things over to him again: "Otherwise? There will be an array test in the spring of next year. Do you still want to be an array painter?"

Jinshi roared in his heart, he never tested me like this in the early Yuan Dynasty!

But on the surface he declined with a sneer: "Just...you don't need to... Besides, it's just a piece of paper, what do you want to test..."

"The array test will be set by the Huacheng Institute, the department of the painting array," Liang Fang said lightly, "The current master of the Huicheng Institute is mine."

Jin Shi doubted: "Are you going to vent the question to me?"

Then he immediately refused with a righteous face: "You can't do it, Liang Fang, you can't use your power for personal gain!"

Liang Fang snorted coldly: "Don't worry, I'm just more familiar with the old master's way of setting questions. No matter how many people ask for this opportunity of guidance, I can't get it."

Then let those who ask for it do your questions!

"That... it's getting late..."

"Si Shi is just past now," Liang Fang smiled at him, "it's still early."

...You obviously didn't say that just now!

"Okay," Liang Fang put down the paper in his hand, and picked up a set of scrolls on the table, "Since you don't want to do the paper questions—"

Jin Shi suddenly had a bad premonition: "What are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, the study was gone, replaced by a quiet forest, and the sound of gurgling water could be faintly heard from a distance.

And in his hand, was stuffed with a spiritual grip—a general-purpose spiritual grip for the formation test.

The formation, this is Liang Fang's formation.

Although Jinshi had heard about Liang Fang's use of formations to cover the late emperor's escape from the palace as early as when he was in Nanxiang, but only now did he truly realize that Liang Fang is already a Jiuyao who can easily draw formations.

"Jinshi," Liang Fang's voice came from the sky, "If you break through the formation, you will be considered successful."

Jin Shi, who was unexpectedly thrust into the formation, was numb in his brain, his hands clenched tightly on his spiritual grasp, and his joints were a little white.

Found the eye?

Break the formation?

He closed his eyes, wanting to bring up his spiritual attachment to draw a stroke in this situation, but the sense of contradiction came to his heart again.

The painting notes he had read told him that the water should be attacked first. Since there are three elements of water, wood, and earth in this formation, according to the general law of painting formations, the formation must take advantage of the three elements.

But the sense of formation told him that he should first break the momentum of the wood, and the eye of the formation is in the wood.

But since the unblocking, his intuition has been wrong.

There is no trial and error in the formation, and if you make a wrong step, you may enter the opponent's trap.

"No..." Jin Shi shook his head, "I..."

Now he can't write at all!

A sense of contradiction was constantly entangled in his heart, like countless ropes tightly bound his beating heart, and his spiritual attachment fell on the soft soil. Jinshi squatted down, his face turned pale, and he buried his head between his knees, hugging him. Own.

Now he doesn't even have the courage to try to write.

Jinshi was a little desperate, not to mention the formation test, can he still become a formation painter now?

The sound of running water gradually faded away until it disappeared, and the woods turned back into the study. Liang Fang looked at Jinshi, he sighed, and stepped forward to pull him up, but he didn't want Jinshi to open his hand.

"Enough," Jinshi stood up slowly while supporting the beauty couch next to him, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Now you know, I can't draw anymore."

"I already knew." Liang Fang said calmly.

That's right, Jinshi thought, even those people in the Young Eagle Winter Battle knew that he, the only apprentice in the early Yuan Dynasty, had been abolished, so there was no reason why Liang Fang couldn't hear such rumors.

"So you came here today to prove this point, right?" Jin Shi looked at Liang Fang with red eyes, "Proving that I am already a useless piece of shit?"

Jin Shi seemed to have found an outlet suddenly. His previous efforts to cover up were exposed by Liang Fang. He broke down and shouted at Liang Fang: "I can no longer bring you any help. Now that you are Jiuyao, I am afraid that I will not even be able to get you there. No, Liang Fang, what do you think you are looking for me for? The rumors are true! I am a typical example of being young and not necessarily good! I still want to fly to the sky after the lockdown is lifted, so I might as well go home and sleep more. Dreams come true!"

These words have been pressed in Jinshi's heart for a long time.

He was terrified when he was sealed off, and he may have regretted it, but the time was too long. During the nine years, he used the method of learning the formation that he disliked the most to memorize the formation by rote, and tried hard to learn like an ordinary person. The array painter disassembles the lines and analyzes the array eyes like that.

It's fine after unpacking.

When he couldn't continue studying, he comforted himself that after the lockdown was lifted, what he had learned over the years, combined with his own ability, he would not be much worse than Liang Fang in the capital.

Not too far behind him.

But the facts gave him a slap in the face.The fear of being rejected, the anxiety of being left behind, all vented to Liang Fang at this moment when the illusion of calm was shattered.

There is a voice in Jin Shi's heart that keeps stopping him, you can't tell Liang Fang like this, your current situation is not caused by Liang Fang, you are hurting Liang Fang by treating Liang Fang like this, it is not fair to Liang Fang.

But another devilish voice whispered in his heart, that is, he insisted on uncovering the scar, since he wanted to see it, let him see it.

"Liang Fang," Jin Shi said in a trembling voice with tears pouring out of his eyes, "I don't want to draw a formation anymore."

The moment he said this, Jin Shi's heart throbbed as if being clenched.

If he doesn't draw arrays and is not an array painter, then he and Jiuyao Liangfang, who is already at the top of array painters, will never have any intersections in the future.

Jin Shi began to regret the moment he said this, but with red eyes and a stiff neck, he stubbornly turned his head and waited for Liang Fang's response, as if waiting for a final judgment.

Then he felt a gentle touch.

Liang Fang gently held his chin, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on his face, just like Liang Fang used to help him wipe the pastry crumbs from his mouth when he was a child.

Liang Fang looked at Jin Shi's slender and moist eyelashes, and his heart was filled with tenderness.

"Just say it," Liang Fang said softly, "Don't hide anything from me, Jinshi, we should trust each other like we did when we were young, we are the people of destiny."

Jin Shi stared blankly at Liang Fangqingjun's face.

"Now you are just a little uncomfortable with the lost ability." Liang Fang pressed his shoulder, "It's okay Jinshi, I believe in you."

Jin Shi blinked: "Trust me?"

Liang Fang smiled. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Jinshi: "Of course I believe in you, and you also have to believe in me and yourself, so you can't give up on Tuzhen, and I won't give up on you either."

Liang Fang's hand lightly clasped the back of Jin Shi's head, and Jin Shi slowly calmed down in his embrace, suddenly feeling sleepy.

Then, Liang Fang felt his arms sink, and Jin Shi, who hadn't slept well in the past few days, took a long breath in his arms.

Liang Fang looked down at the person in his arms, threw away the sleeping talisman between his fingers, picked up Jinshi horizontally, placed him on the beauty bed, stretched out his hand and quietly painted Jinshi's face.

"If you really don't know how to draw a formation," Liang Fang's eyes flashed a black mist, "In this way, I can lock you in my formation."

"Not seeing anyone."

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