His mother cried all night at home, asking him to persuade his father, Yan Qin naturally didn't want his father to be demoted to a place of bitter cold, so he was trying hard to find a way, but unfortunately there was no good plan.

If he is not white and has a half-time official position, it would be good for activities, but he only joined Qiuwei this year. He has traveled around to study and gain knowledge in the past few years. Now he only has the name of Jieyuan, and he can only use his father's name. In the name of going to relatives and friends.

But it happened that the father directly offended the Holy Majesty, and others could only help by talking, but it may not have any effect.

Now that he heard Lin Sui's invitation, he could only ask politely and cautiously, for fear of offending this sycophant and putting his father in a worse situation.

Caixiao said: "Lang Jun will know when he comes up."

Caixiao actually disliked the gentleman in front of him, although he was handsome and had a good appearance of Zhilan Yushu, but he was Yan Yu's son.

It is not an exaggeration for Yan Yu to say that he is the master's enemy. Who told him to always refer to the master's book, and write some insinuating articles from time to time, so that the master's reputation is not very good among scholars in the world, and everyone mentions the master. A look of contempt.

Said that he was the son of an eunuch, and also a small eunuch, and called him unfilial, the child of a person who abandoned his ancestors and became a child of the future. The literati scolded people without dirty words, but it was particularly ugly, and Caixiao was not less angry.

Her father is not a eunuch, but he was injured a few years ago, so he is not interested in such things.

"Today is not a coincidence. If Mr. Zhongliang has something to say, then see you another day."

Yan Qin politely declined, how dare he get into Lin Sui's car for this obvious Longtan Huxué Hongmen Banquet.

If it is possible, he does not want to get involved with this person at all. If his family finds out, his father will be the first to get angry.

However, it is not because of his father that he does not agree with each other because of different ways. His family has been a scholarly family for generations, and his future ambition is to be an upright and honest official and contribute his own strength to the common people in the world. Get mixed up with such wicked people.

"Another day, so why do I want today?"

A slightly muffled voice came from inside the carriage, and the curtain on the outside of the carriage was lifted before Yan Qin's eyes, revealing a section of white knuckles first.

The words were full of playful and uncompromising, Yan Qin followed the corner of the curtain upwards and saw the face of the person who spoke.

Duoqing has red lips in her eyes, she has a beautiful face, and Furong has a sick look on her face.

But it doesn't make people feel weak and pitiful, on the contrary, it makes people feel unpredictable and subconsciously cold.

Yan Qin's eyes stopped, he was not obsessed with superficial appearance, but he couldn't move his eyes when he looked into these loving eyes.

It turns out that Quan Qing's life is like this, which is reasonable, after all, what he said with a sense of jokes does not make people think that he is joking.

Yan Qin still wanted to refuse, although he was very curious about what Lin Sui wanted to say to him, but reason still prevailed.

But before he could say his refusal, he heard the young man in front of him say: "I have not been able to go to court for a few days due to illness, and I only heard about your father today."

Yan Qin's heart tightened, and he became vigilant.

"Your Majesty, Long Yan is furious this time, I'm afraid he won't let it go easily... Yan Xiaolang, do you really plan to talk about it at another time?"

"Mr. Zhongliang, what does this mean?"

Yan Qin asked, but saw that the curtain in front of him was lowered, the cloth covered his sight, and also covered the face of the young man inside.

Caixiao said: "If the gentleman intends to talk to another day, then the servant will let the coachman drive the carriage."

Yan Qin got on the frame in a moment of impatience.

The interior of the carriage is spacious, and there is a small door inside, and Caixiao sits on the outer layer of the door.

Now that he had come up, Yan Qin didn't refuse, went into the carriage, and saw a young man in dark green clothes sitting and lying inside.

Yan Qin sat in it, waiting for the host to speak.

The host who invited him to the car was not in a hurry, and raised his hand to pour him a cup of tea.

The sleeves were lifted up slightly with his movements, and the dark green fabric set off the whiteness of the wrists more and more, and the blue veins on the back of the hands were clearly visible.

The wrist ornaments with red beads and black strings are simple in shape but extraordinarily beautiful, especially suitable for young people.

Yan Qin took the cup of tea, thanked him, took a sip and put it on the small table, restraining his inquiring heart.

He understood that Lin Sui must have something to say to him when he invited him up, and if he opened his mouth, he might fall into the trap.

But he didn't know that when he looked at the carriage parked beside him, he was already caught.

Lin Sui also poured a cup of tea for himself, sipped it slowly, and said after a while: "I heard that Mr. Yan Xiaolang is very talented, and his painting skills are also superb. I have invited you recently because I want to see Mr. Yan with my own eyes. art of painting."

"Yanqin's talents are sparse, and his painting skills may not be able to catch the eyes of adults. If adults like it, I will send someone to send you the carved paintings when I return to the mansion."

Yan Qin knew that things couldn't be that simple, he and Lin Sui had never met before, and Lin Sui's words were more or less ulterior motives, their previous identities were different, so he had to be paranoid.

"What's the meaning of a good painting? I can only taste a few times the painting I'm making, so I invited Mr. Xiaolang to come to the mansion to explain it. If I can paint it to my satisfaction within half an hour, the Yan Shangshu of Hangzhou naturally doesn't have to go." , if it doesn't satisfy me...I think Yan Zhou is pretty good."

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