MTL - The Villain Runs Wild-Chapter 270 After the traitorous dignitaries x loyal ministers

Erlang of the Yan family, who was suddenly approached, was a little wary of this unfamiliar invitation, and said, "Who is your master?"

This carriage looks quite good, I think it is from a well-off family.

Among the friends he made were rich and wealthy, but he remembered the appearance of their carriage, not the one in front of him.

"My master's surname is Lin, and only one name is Sui."

Yan Erlang is famous for frowning slightly.

Although he has not yet entered the official position, he knows a little about the affairs of the court, especially the name of the person in front of him, which has appeared in his father's mouth many times.

He said softly, "It turned out to be Duke Zhongliang, I don't know why you are looking for me?"

Yan Qin had already heard from his father's friend that His Majesty was going to send his father to Hengzhou. His father is still in the prison and he just came back from a visit.

He told the news from his father, but his father thought it didn't matter.

No matter where he is demoted, he can do it, and even think that it is better to go to a poor place.

The mother cried all night at home and asked him to persuade his father, Yan Qin naturally didn't want his father to be banished to a bitter cold place, so he was trying his best to find a way, but unfortunately there was nothing good plan.

I can only use my father's name to find relatives and friends.

But the father directly angered the sage, and the others could only help, but it might not be effective.

Now that I hear Lin Sui's invitation, I can only ask politely and cautiously, for fear of angering this traitor and putting my father into a worse situation.

Cai Xiao said: "Lang Jun will know when you come up."

Cai Xiao actually didn't like the man in front of her. Although he was dignified and had a good appearance of a zhilan and jade tree, he was Yan Yu's son.

Yan Yu is not an exaggeration to say that he is the enemy of the master. Who made him always read the master's book and write some articles insinuatingly from time to time, so that the reputation of the master is not very good among the scholars all over the world Well, everyone mentions the master with a contemptuous look.

Said he was the son of the **** and was also a little eunuch, and then scolded him for being unfilial, betraying his ancestors to be the child of the inexorable man, the literati scolded people without swear words, but it was particularly ugly. Xiao was not less angry.

Her grandfather is not a eunuch, but he was injured a few years ago, and he is not interested in that kind of thing.

"It's not a coincidence today. If Duke Zhongliang has something to say, then see you another day."

Yan Qin politely refused, how could he dare to get into Lin Sui's car for this obvious banquet of Longtan Tiger Cave Hongmen.

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

A part of the power, and definitely will not be mixed with such treacherous people.

"Another day, what about today?"

These words were full of playfulness and indifference, Yan Qin's gaze followed the corner of the curtain upwards and saw the face of the person who spoke.

Amorous with red lips at the moment, a beautiful face, a little sickness on the face of hibiscus.

It doesn't make people feel weak and pitiful, on the contrary, it has a subconscious cold meaning that people can't fathom.

It turns out that the power and the opposition are born with such an appearance, which is reasonable, after all, he said with a joking meaning, but it does not make people think that he is joking.

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

But before he could say his refusal, he heard the young man in front of him say: "I haven't been able to go to court for the past few days because of my illness, and I only heard about the matter of Ling Zun today."

Yan Qin felt tight and vigilant.

"Your Majesty's fury this time, I'm afraid he won't give up easily... Yan Xiaolang, do you really plan to talk about it another day?"

"What is the meaning of Zhongliang Gong?"

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

Cai Xiao said: "If Langjun plans to chat another day, then the slave will let the driver drive the car."

Yan Qin was in a hurry and got on the frame.

The interior of the carriage is spacious, with a small partition door, and the colored silk sits on the outer layer of the partition door.

Since they had come up, Yan Qin did not refuse, and entered the interior of the carriage, and saw a young man in dark green clothes sitting and lying inside.

Yan Qin sat there, waiting for the host to speak.

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

The sleeves rose slightly with his movements, the dark green fabric made the wrists whiter and whiter, and the blue veins on the back of the hands were clearly visible.

The wrist ornament with red beads and black ropes is simple but extraordinarily beautiful, which is especially suitable for young people.

Yan Qin took the cup of tea, took a sip and put it on the small table after thanking him, holding back his inquiring heart.

He understood that Lin Sui must have something to say to him when he invited him up.

However, when he looked at the carriage parked beside him, he was already in the trap.

Lin Sui also poured a cup of tea for herself, 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 want to see and see Xiao Langjun's painting skills with my own eyes."

Yan Qin knew that things couldn't be that simple. He and Lin Sui had never had an intersection before. Lin Sui's words were somewhat of a drunkard's intention not to drink alcohol. Their previous identities were different, so he couldn't Don't care.

Hengzhou Yan Shangshu naturally doesn't have to go, if it doesn't satisfy me... I think Yanzhou is good."

Yan Yu is only locked up in the Heavenly Prison, and has not been demoted, so Lin Sui still calls him Yan Shangshu.

The shadow between Yan and Qin's eyebrows is heavier. Yanzhou is now full of mountains and riots.

Bandit people, but it didn't take long for those thieves to come out again. It can be seen that the original bandit suppression was also very effective.

Yan Qin knew the troubles of that place very well, his father heard about Yanzhou and made a lot of reports. When the Holy Master sent troops to suppress the bandits, his father was annoyed, but this cures the symptoms but not the root cause, and even has It may be superficial skills. If his father goes, he will definitely want to show off his skills, but Yan Qin dare not imagine the final result.

This is a clear threat, but Yan Qin has to bear it.

Even if the end result may be a tease, for the sake of it, he has to give it a try.

"Can adults speak their minds?"

"Nature."

Lin Sui propped her chin up, admiring the appearance of the young man Lang Qingjun opposite him, and the way he had to compromise when he was threatened.

Although it is not a show of a domineering master and a pretty servant, it is more interesting for a traitor to force a good family.

Although Yan Xiaolang is not in the crown, he is also out of ten. He has been studying abroad for a few years and has seen countless people, and it is not that no one has stared at him like this. He also It has never been unnatural, Luoluo is generous and looks at it by others, but today it is a little unnatural.

The carriage passed through the bluestone alley and gradually stopped.

Yan Qin sat on the outside and got off the carriage first, watching the maid in Tsing Yi raise her hand to help the young man inside to get off the carriage.

The young man shook his head slightly, bent over and got out of the carriage, put his hand on his shoulder, stepped on the low stool and got off the carriage.

The gesture was so natural that Yan Qin was stunned.

The wealth of the Lin Mansion is probably the best that Yan Qin has ever seen in his life.

Pavilions and pavilions, bamboo forests supply air.

The monstrous wealth is undoubtedly displayed in it, worthy of being the first traitor of this dynasty.

Yan Qin thought to himself, and followed Lin Sui through the doors.

From the back, the young man's body seems to be thinner. I heard that Mr. Zhongliang once walked in front of the gate of **** and saved his life, but he also suffered from the root of the disease, and I am afraid he will not live long.

Yan Qin used to think that it would be better for such a person to be short-lived, but now he doesn't think so, and instead feels a little bored.

"Caiyan, let someone go to the warehouse to get the inkstone in the nanmu box."

Lin Sui pushed open the door of the study and ordered to go down.

Cai Xiao immediately sent someone to fetch it and placed it on Lin Sui's desk.

Lin Sui waved her hand: "Tell everyone to step back."

Lin Sui sat on the chair and raised her chin to Yan Qin.

"Xiao Langjun, you can polish this ink by yourself. By the way, think about what you want to paint, but you should move faster, after all, the incense has already been lit."

After thinking about it, I began to grind ink.

It's just that the color of the ink is not pure, with a touch of gold.

Lin Suijing watched the young man's unhurried movements, this ink was a delicate gadget that someone presented to please the original owner a few days ago. The force is not good, it can be easily washed away, because its function is not serious painting.

After Yan Qin polished the ink, he also had the idea to write, but found that there was no paper in the study.

"Where should I paint, my lord?"

He expected that the person in front of him should take out the materials for the painting, but he did not expect the young man to undress.

The white back is softer than the fine rice paper, exuding a warm fragrance.

Xiao Langjun's mind suddenly went blank, the picture he just conceived completely disappeared, and he didn't know how to write while holding the pen.

"It won't be long," Lin Sui's hand rested on the table, and she reminded lazily, "If Xiaolang-jun feels that his skills are not enough, he will stop now. It also saves me from getting cold in this autumn day."

Well, it also saves him from getting cold.

What a beautiful skin, a good or bad heart.

Yan Qin had no room for rejection. He didn't know if it was making things difficult, teasing, or being frivolous with other thoughts. The images in his mind were scattered, and he looked out. , I saw a half-tree sweet-scented osmanthus from the gap.

I didn't have time to think about it for a long time, so I started painting.

Mixed with some bitter medicinal fragrance, with a bit of cold lingering meaning.

Guizhi slanted over the youth's spine and reached the waist, causing people to tremble slightly, and the fingertips of Xiao Langjun, who was still unknown to the world, also trembled.

"It's a little uncomfortable, you need to hurry up."

The young man spit out urging words, making the tree full of sweet-scented osmanthus dazzling.

Half an hour is up, Yan Qin will stop writing.

On this cool autumn day, his palms were so full of sweat that he could barely hold a paintbrush.

The faint golden ink marks formed a lush pear blossom, Lin Sui stood in front of the large mirror placed in the house and looked sideways.

Yan Qin didn't want to look at him, but he couldn't help but look at him. It happened to be this picture that fell into his eyes.

Yan Qin wiped the sweat from his palm with a handkerchief. If he used to be confident in his paintings, he is not so sure today.

It seems that some of the brush strokes are not perfect, and a few stamens are not good-looking enough. Will it be too crafty and not expressive, in short, the mind is complicated.

In Yan Qin's slightly uneasy mood, Lin Sui put on a robe.

"Shang Ke, Xiao Lang, go home, I will naturally talk about it at your Majesty's place."

Lin Sui waved her hand, didn't leave Yan Qin much, and let someone see off the guest directly.

Yan Qin only got these two-word comments. She couldn't tell whether she was in a good or bad mood.

"Don't worry, mother, I went to see my father, he's in good condition, I checked the cell, he didn't suffer much."

Yan Qin told his mother what he did in the daytime in detail, but only got on Linsui's carriage and went to Linsui's house, and painted on Linsui's body, which was a little frivolous and **** for others to listen to Some unbelievable things have been hidden.

"The prison cell must be cold and damp, and the food must not be as good as at home. Tell me why he is so stubborn."

Mrs. Yan grabbed the veil, anxious and helpless.

"Mother don't worry, your body is the most important thing, don't worry, Dad will be fine."

"Didn't you say you want to go to Hengzhou? Did you find someone to intercede?"

"Hmm..." Yan Qin responded in a low voice, and didn't say who he was looking for, but said, "It should be fine, I'll have a look in a few days."

Mrs. Yan sighed: "It's good if someone is willing to help. I don't want your father to be so old, and he has to work so hard. His body is not good, so why bother."

"Mom, you know Dad's temper, brother is back, let's have dinner."

Yan Rongzhen is thirteen years old this year, and she is very intelligent at a young age like her second brother. She comforts her mother like a little adult and diverts her attention.

After dinner, Yan Qin went to her sister's study to instruct her on her homework, and then went back to her study.

The book was in front of him, but he couldn't read a single page, pacing back and forth in the room.

Put down the book, Yan Qin rubbed the ink and meditated, and when he was about to practice calligraphy, the sheep's brush fell on the paper, which reminded him of the touch of painting just now.

Although he painted with one hand, he occasionally held the drawing paper and made habitual movements inadvertently. When he touched his hand softly, he hurriedly let go of his hand. Have you noticed.

The thoughts became more and more chaotic, Yan Qin simply put down the pen and went for a walk in the courtyard, thinking about the purpose of Lin Sui's actions today.

He can't remember when he provokes this lord, his father has been busy with flood affairs recently, and he has not impeached him, so it is unlikely that his father used him to vent his anger because he was in heaven .

Is it true that I just want to see how his painting skills are, or does he have any special preferences for people to paint?

Yan Qin decided to hold back his suspicions, and wait a few days to see the will of the sage, and then consider what medicine Lin Sui sells in this gourd.

He fell asleep while thinking about it, and he had a dream at night.

The beauty looked at her back in front of the mirror, but the back was completely white and there was no trace.

The beauty smiled with affectionate eyes: "Jun Yan Xiaolang, you have to hurry."

Yan Qin woke up from her dream and looked at her slightly dirty trousers, her face flushed.

He washed the clothes by himself, and breakfast was useless, so he copied the Heart Sutra three times in the study.

He doesn't know why he is like this, what a waste of reading sage books!

Lin Sui washed off the marks on her back when she took a bath at night. The person who presented the gift did not trick him, and the ink was really easy to wash off.

He changed the water for the color silk, and the color silk was startled when she saw the black color in the water. After all, this was not a medicinal bath, so I was relieved when I learned that the master accidentally dropped the painting and calligraphy into it.

Lin Sui let Yun Xiao enter the palace again, and entered the palace the next day to face the saint.

He said he was sick for so many days and did not come to court, and the emperor was very concerned when he saw him.

Lin Sui thanked her and didn't mention Yan Yu.

The emperor came to report to Lin Sui when he saw that Lin Sui was in good spirits. In order to express his concern and closeness, he rewarded a bunch of rare medicinal herbs to Lin Sui's mansion.

When he arrived in the harem, the emperor received a gift from Lin Sui, which was said by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. His good subordinate did not forget to prepare his mind when he was seriously ill, and he gave him another reward.

Lin Sui received the news and made sure that the emperor was very happy these few days, and only after the next morning did he mention the matter of Yan Yu.

If someone mentions Yanyu, the emperor will definitely be upset.

Because more than one person came to talk to him about this these days, some came to persuade him, some came to sway him, although the emperor did not like to manage things, he was not a fool, so no one paid attention , continue to let Yan Yu stay in the prison.

It's just that Lin Sui mentioned Yan Yu, but he could bear his temper.

The emperor's senses are also very complex for this young teacher.

I was upset and even sometimes felt tired of his comments, but rationally knew that he was a loyal subordinate, and had some respect for the teacher and the empress who valued the face he gave him.

Although he put people in the prison, he did not intend to toss Yanyu, but he had already announced that he was going to be demoted that day. It's not that it's shameful to be, anyone can accuse him of doing bad things, but if he really brings people to Hengzhou, he is worried that something will really happen, so he has never made up his mind.

I heard Lin Sui also say that Hengzhou is not right, the emperor frowned unconsciously, but listened to Lin Sui again: "Going to Hengzhou to be a prefecture, I'm afraid the punishment will be light, this matter must be severely punished, I think Master Yan should go to Luzhou to be an eighth-rank small county magistrate to set an example."

The emperor laughed and couldn't help but clapped his hands: "Lin Qing, Lin Qing, you, you."

Luzhou is a rich state city. Being a small county magistrate here is more enjoyable than being a Zhizhou in Hengzhou. Yan Yu is not a person who values ​​the level of official position, they all know this.

"It doesn't have to be so excessive. According to Aiqing, what else is suitable?"

Lin Sui then expressed her true thoughts, the emperor thought about it, and wrote the order.

I felt that Lin Sui had perfectly solved a problem for him, and the emperor planned to reward him again, planning to give him a fat job.

If the original owner would have agreed happily, Lin Sui refused.

appointed person.

"I have a suggestion, please listen to your majesty..."

The emperor listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and thought for a while.

"There is already a Guard in the Imperial City, this brocade guard..."

"Your Majesty, their responsibilities are different. Jinyiwei not only protects the imperial city, but also contacts the people of the world, so that your majesty can know the world's affairs when you do not leave the imperial city. The remedies may be tried, but no one knew at the time, if one day..."

Lin Sui did not finish speaking, but he knew that the emperor understood what he meant.

The rich are often more afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death than the poor.