The Villain Runs Wild

Even though the queen mother has been gone for several years, the emperor still remembers her appearance when she died.

When he was alive, his empress mother, who said that she was one-sided and never angry, was nothing more than a haggard and thin woman.

Even with the imperial power in hand, the whole country looked for famous doctors, but they still couldn't save her life.

Emperor Ming was afraid of death, and he hadn't enjoyed enough of the happy life of being an emperor. Hearing what Lin Sui said, he was immediately moved.

According to Lin Sui's words, Jinyiwei is a military and political intelligence collection department with a wide range of functions, and it only serves him alone. His will is the highest will. He can know the world's affairs from afar in the capital, whether it is delicacies and fun or beauty prescriptions , as long as he wants to know, he can get it at the fastest speed.

"Then it will be done according to Aiqing's opinion. Whatever you need, I will send someone to you."

The emperor's reaction was within Lin Sui's expectation, and he said, "I'll go find someone to select first, and all I need is the oral order from His Majesty. If the matter is successfully completed, it will not be too late for His Majesty to issue an order." .”

The emperor was even happier when he heard it. As expected of his love, he didn't care whether he wanted money or people for such a big event. He paid for it by himself, and he was more and more satisfied with Lin Sui in his heart.

Lin Sui bowed his hands and left the imperial study.

This early payment is nothing to him. Once the matter is completed, as long as he has the right, he will not worry about running out of money.

The wish of the original owner of this world is to be the number one minister. This is very easy for Lin Sui, but it is only a matter of time. If the original owner dares to think about it, it is not impossible for him to take the supreme position, but it will take more effort.

However, due to the characteristics of ancient imperial power, Lin Sui felt that being a powerful minister who controlled the government was more comfortable than being an emperor. If someone asked him to open the harem, he would probably be jealous to death.

In Yan's house, Yan Qin heard the boy who came to report the news, and hurried to pick up his father who came out of the prison.

Because he was in a hurry, the papers on the table were not put away, and the strong wind blew in from the half-closed windows, blowing the papers all over the room.

Realistic or freehand pictures of sweet-scented osmanthus swirl in the air with the wind, among which are mixed with a few outline pictures with only eyes or faces and bodies that cannot be seen as a whole.

Outside the dungeon, Yan Yu was wearing crumpled clothes, and got on the soft sedan with steady steps.

In order to welcome him back, Mrs. Yan specially dipped a willow branch in water and patted him a few times to remove the darkness, and then asked him to wash, bathe and change clothes, and then eat together.

After Yan Yu finished all this, the family members asked what His Majesty's will was.

"Your Majesty didn't send me to Hangzhou."

Everyone in the Yan family breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the words.

Yan Qin asked: "Is that staying in the capital?"

He knew in his heart that this should be due to Lin Sui's contribution, and the celebrities around Shengshang were indeed extraordinary.

"It's still released," Yan Yu's face was thin, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright, "Your Majesty asked me to go to Yanzhou to be the governor of the state. It seems that Your Majesty also knows my heart."

Yanzhou was the place where the floods had occurred before. Yan Yu had received news from the magistrate there about the embankment, so he told His Majesty, but he didn't expect that His Majesty didn't pay attention to it. Being punished for ineffectiveness made Yan Yu extremely indignant, so he stated those words in front of His Majesty, so that he was sent to prison.

When he was in prison, he didn't worry about where he was going, and even considered how to deal with the hidden dangers in Hangzhou, but he didn't expect that His Majesty would not let him go to Hangzhou.

Yanzhou is also the place he wants to go. Although being an official in the capital city, there are many places that can be decided, but the situation in the court and the attitude of His Majesty make him sigh and sigh from time to time. Go down there and do something practical for the people.

This news made the Yan family feel mixed. The happy thing is that the environment in Yanzhou is much better than that in Hangzhou. Although it is not considered rich and even less valued, the folk customs are simple and there are not too many troubles.

What is worrying is that they still have to be released, from Shangshu to Yanzhou Zhizhou, but they have also experienced the days of demotion and promotion with Yan Yu. Compared with the original result, they are still more fortunate.

Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Qin, and said, "Erlang, remember to send some gifts to the people you walk around in a while, thank them for interceding for your father."

Yan Yu looked at Yan Qin and asked who he had asked for help.

Yan Qin vaguely mentioned the names of several of his father's colleagues, and Yan Yu stroked his beard and said with emotion: "We must thank them very much."

Listening to his father's words, Yan Qin remained silent.

The most important one, he didn't say it out, he was thinking about how much of Lin Sui's intention was the Holy Majesty's will, and why Lin Sui did this.

Back in the study, he saw the mess caused by the strong wind, and knelt down to pick up the paintings.

Looking at the ink marks on the paper, Yan Qin frowned slightly, and burned them one by one.

Annoyed by thinking about it, annoyed by not thinking about it, he couldn't concentrate on doing things these days, and often lost his mind while reading a book.

In the afternoon, Yan Qin asked his servants to send the thank you gifts prepared by Mrs. Yan to the residences of the adults, while he himself took the painting scroll and went to the Lin family residence.

Almost at the gate, Yan Qin hesitated again.

The tall gate and deep courtyard were covered with layers of flowers and trees, he wanted to look in and see the person he wanted to see, and because of rational advice, he knew that the best policy was not to associate with him.

He told the concierge: "Can you tell me that Yan Erlang is here to give your master a gift of thanks."

The porter waved his hand and said: "My master is not at the house today."

Yan Qin didn't know whether he was relieved or a little disappointed, so he turned and left.

He knew that he could naturally leave the gift here, as long as he left his name, and let the concierge pass it on for him. This is the best way, but he always had some thoughts in his heart. Naturally, he had to meet in person for this kind of thank you. Only sincerity is required, otherwise the powerful Master Lin may be dissatisfied with his attitude.

After finding an excuse for his behavior, Yan Qin took the painting scroll and left the majestic Lin Mansion.

Lin Sui was working hard on the affairs of Jinyiwei, and at the same time supervised the affairs of the House of Internal Affairs, so he didn't stay at the house, and only heard Caixiao's report when he was drinking medicine at night.

"Tomorrow, someone will send a message to him, and ask him to come to the house to see me at any moment, and he doesn't need to tell me my name."

Caixiao responded, and Lin Sui drank the medicine in the bowl and rinsed his mouth with green tea.

He touched the red jade bead in his hand, called Yunxiao, and asked him to prepare the things he needed.

During the next solar eclipse, Yan Qin received the news.

The younger sister Yan Rongzhen curiously asked who it was, and Yan Qin only said they were friends.

Yan Rongzhen knew that her brother had a lot of friends, and now that the family affairs had a charter, it was time for her brother to go out to socialize.

"Brother, did Mother say you won't go with me and Daddy?"

Yan Yu was going to leave Yanzhou, Madam Yan would naturally follow, and Yao Nv would also be brought by her side to educate her. As for Yan Qin, naturally there was no need to follow.

"Well, I'm going to prepare for the exam next year."

Eighteen has already grown up, married wives and had many children. Yan Qin has always been studying mainly. When he was young, he was able to be independent. What's more, studying is the most important thing. Naturally, his parents will not bring him.

The Holy Majesty meant that he could leave the capital within half a month, but Yan Yu was impatient. This morning, he asked people to pack up his belongings. He wanted to take up the post as soon as possible.

Yan Qin has long been used to being separated from his family, but he has no regrets, knowing that his parents don't have to travel to a harsh and cold place, so he can rest assured.

After talking with his sister, Yan Qin went out with a gift.

Yan Rongzhen, who was combing her bun, looked at her elder brother's hastily walking away, blinked and said, "When did the second elder brother become so impatient, could it be that he was rushing to meet his lover?"

The servant girl next to her smiled and said: "Miss, you are not allowed to talk nonsense about this. The second son wants to see him, but he is not meeting his lover."

"It's easy to say, I read a storybook yesterday,"

"Miss, you secretly read the script again. If Madam finds out, you will be punished for making a fuss again."

Yan Rongzhen muttered: "I'm not the second brother. I either write or draw all day long. It's very boring. I think my future sister-in-law must also like to write and draw."

Yan Rongzhen felt a little bit good, and now Lin Sui was particularly interested in writing and drawing.

The pavilion surrounded by living springs is hung with gauze curtains, and smokeless silver carbon is burned inside, leaving some gaps in the corners for ventilation.

When Yan Qin was led to the center of the pavilion, a young man in black was writing an article inside.

The black clothes made the youth look thinner and thinner, and the faint and bitter medicinal fragrance lingered in the pavilion.

After seeing the ceremony, Yan Qin saw the handwriting on the paper, which was exactly a poem he had written.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the edge of the scroll, and read out the next chapter in his mind as Lin Sui wrote the pen, as if Lin Sui wrote the pen and ink following his voice.

"Is this your thank you gift?"

Lin Sui unfolded the painting scroll brought by Yan Qin, which was a bit picky.

This pair is the authentic work of the masters of the former dynasty, it is very rare, Yan Qin chose this one after careful consideration.

Seeing Lin Sui's dissatisfied appearance now, Yan Qin felt a little at a loss.

He pursed his lips and said, "Thinking about my lord's liking for calligraphy and painting, I chose this gift as a thank you gift."

Yan Qin didn't know why Lin Sui came to him suddenly, but he thought that the reason why the other party came to him was his painting skills, so he couldn't make mistakes in choosing paintings.

In fact, he didn't know what Lin Sui liked, and he tried to find out, but it was full of gold and silver treasures, but Lin Sui would not be in shortage of these things.

Lin Sui looked at the young Lang Qingjuan's eyebrows, and said, "Mr. Yan Lang should know that Mr. Yan has gone to Yanzhou. Is it a bit too cheap to repay this great favor with just one painting?"

"What does the lord mean?"

Yan Qin hesitated, not knowing Lin Sui's plan.

Could it be that he was asked to paint again to make amends? If Lin Sui wanted it, he would be fine to paint a few more.

"Today, I have a taste for elegance, and I also want to paint. Mr. Yan Lang asked me to paint once, and I will repay the favor, how about it?"

The young man's voice was lazy, as if it fell on Yan Qin's heart, and the last two words pressed the heavy strings, making Yan Qin's heart skip a beat.

His eyes fell on the young man's hand, which would draw traces on his body with a pen, Yan Qin thought, what's the matter, even if Master Lin draws a bastard on him, it is worthwhile .

It's just that Yan Qin didn't think about whether that extremely secret eagerness and anticipation was due to the ability to pay back the favor.

Looking at the curtains around him, Yan Qin knew that Lin Sui might have already made up his mind.

He didn't refuse, and took off his clothes, and when he was about to turn around, he heard Lin Sui say, "I didn't say to draw on the back."

Yan Qin tightened his hands on the edge of the long table, his heart beating faster and faster, took a deep breath, and met Lin Sui's gaze.

"How can there be any obstacles to the scroll, are you right, Xiao Lang?"

The pen in Lin Sui's hand touched Yan Qin's leg, and the ink smeared on the fabric, making Yan Qin's eyes widen in astonishment.

This nature seems to be completely different. The noble son who has always had a strict family style and has read poetry and books would not do these frolicking behaviors in the room, let alone in the pavilion.

Although the veil is invisible to the outside world, if a servant comes forward, if the wind blows away... In short, this is too much a challenge for the thin-skinned young man.

Yan Qin froze in place, and the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.

"Looks like Mr. Lang doesn't want to repay my favor. That's fine. You can rest in my mansion as much as you like, and leave when you like."

Lin Sui's threats were so perfect that if he entered his door, Yan Qin would not be able to escape even if he had wings. If he didn't like it, Yan Qin would never leave. He hoped that Yan Qin would know this.

Yan Qin's posture became more and more rigid. This Zhumen compound is a monster with an open mouth, and the young man in black in front of him is the most powerful Rakshasa ghost among them. If he doesn't follow suit, he might not be able to take half a step out of the door.

With a cold face, the young man complied with Lin Sui's request.

The books of sages and sages read in his mind made him inevitably tinged with shame when he did these actions. He wanted to appear calm and calm, so he deliberately looked directly into the eyes of the powerful officials, as if to say: Already so, what should you do.

But he didn't know that for a surly person, the softer and gentler the more boring, the more compromised the more fun of humiliation.

Lin Sui chuckled lightly, leaving marks on the scroll.

He knew that Yan Qin's reluctance and reluctance were mixed with moisture, if he remembered it, he would blushed and ask him to draw more.

But even if he has no memory, he doesn't seem to be able to last long, and he can't go anywhere tough.

No, it's tough to one point.

"You are like this, I am a little difficult to deal with."

Lin Sui picked up something that was hindering his writing with his pen, his tone soft.

He didn't realize that it was his chaotic writing, and he blamed the young man for being ignorant, and gave him a chance to repay the favor, but instead of thanking him for his generosity and kindness, he created side effects and let things get in the way.

Yan Qin couldn't help but tilt his head, and his eyes fell on the burning silver charcoal in the corner, wishing that he was really a piece of paper and was burned to ashes.

Beads of sweat rolled down from the corners of his forehead. The last time he was a painter, he didn't realize it, but this time he knew the taste of writing with a soft brush.

Unfortunately, he was still facing Lin Sui head-on, and he could see Lin Sui hanging his head and painting, and his eyes fell on him.

He seemed to be unable to smell the bitter smell of the medicine, and there was only an almost sweet and warm fragrance around him, which made his palms sweat.

Lin Sui raised his hand, traced along the top with great interest, and then commented: "It's ugly."

Yan Qin couldn't help but look at it. It was not good-looking at first, but now it was smeared with black ink marks, making it look even more ugly and hideous.

"You disturbed my interest in painting, Mr. Yan Lang, what do you think now?"

Lin Sui put the pen aside and waited for the young man's answer.

Yan Qin's appearance looks so pitiful. Others say that the talented person with calligraphy and painting is like Zhilan Yushu, and now he stands in a embarrassed posture in the treacherous mansion. He obviously promised to repay the favor, but he was wronged by himself.

Yan Qin's chest heaved, knowing that this was Lin Sui's trick, but he had no choice but to continue.

"What do you think, my lord?"

Yan Qin couldn't figure out what the person in front of him was thinking, and didn't know what else to do in the current situation, so he simply followed Lin Sui's mind and did whatever he wanted.

"Wipe it clean, since you said so, then please trouble Yan Lang-jun to serve me. When the service is satisfactory, this matter will be over."

A basin of clean water was placed on a shelf in the corner of the pavilion. After cleaning his hands, Lin Sui wiped off the water droplets with a handkerchief, and threw the handkerchief on Yan Qin's body.

Unbiased, exactly where he said ugly.

Yan Qin's mind was bright, so his eyes widened slightly, and his heart was full of shock.

He suddenly understood that the reason why Lin Sui came to him was not because of his paintings, but because of his people.

He should have been extremely contemptuous of this treacherous style of behavior, but his legs seemed to betray his reason, driving him to a corner, and wiped himself clean with a handkerchief. The originally clean water was stained with ink and became cloudy.

Yan Qin turned around, and the things on the long table were pushed aside, only a box of ointment was in it, and Lin Sui was sitting on a chair, propping his chin and waiting for him to approach.

Most scholars only hold a pen in their hands, but Yan Qin is different. He has practiced swordsmanship, and his fingers have a thin layer of calluses.

Doing a job he has never done before, he seems to be more attentive than painting and outlining the edges.

It's a pity that the basin of water has turned black and can't show people's appearance, otherwise he would have discovered that the face reflected in the water was extremely bright instead of being reluctant to submit.

The slender and thin crescent moon is beautiful in the world.

Sanqiu osmanthus fragrance overflows from the courtyard of the study.

Caixiao and the others got the order to stay three feet away from the small courtyard, and no one could enter.

This mansion is luxurious and the courtyard is deep, the faint sound from the pavilion in the middle of the lake has long been scattered in the wind.

The Rahu Bead radiates light, which is fleeting.

Before the sun set, Lin Sui couldn't take it anymore. His body was really useless, and he was hanging on medicine to continue his life. He couldn't lift his tired hands after two times, and even breathing became a little laborious.

Despite this, he is still a dignitary, and he gave a 'fair' comment to today's visitor.

Yan Qin's throat tightened slightly, and he resisted the impulse. The person in his arms looked too weak, which also made the satisfied breath between his brows more arrogant and indifferent.

Since Yan Qin wanted to serve, he naturally did a thorough job, tidying up the clothes, and the new dirty handkerchief sank into the water along with the old handkerchief that had been wiped.

"Mr. Yan Xiaolang, let's go out, this time the two will be settled."

The young man's words lingered in Yan Qin's mind. He should have relaxed, but Yan Qin's expression when he left the house was unknowingly ugly.

Such a domineering person suddenly breaks into his world, and throws it away when he is done using it.

How can I be cleared, I am afraid that I have to get that person out of his mind, so that he does not dream of him, and does not recall the Huxin Pavilion that day.

Yan Qin was depressed and locked himself in the room, but his parents were about to travel far away, so he had to deal with these matters.

The mother explained to him one by one the things at home, and Yanqin asked his classmates in Yanzhou, what urgently needed things in Beijing that Yanzhou did not have, and bought some things for them.

Even though she was used to parting, Mrs. Yan didn't know how long it would take to go to Yanzhou, and she couldn't help chatting with Yan Qin, telling him to study hard and try not to offend others on weekdays.

When Yan Qin heard the last sentence, his mind was a little distracted, and he didn't know if he had offended someone unintentionally, whether that Master Lin would show up to make him owe him another favor.

This thought somewhat crossed the boundaries of reason, Yan Qin suppressed it and responded in a low voice.

Outside the door, Yan Yu walked over with a frown, and called Yan Qin by his name seriously.

In this way, Mrs. Yan said somewhat angrily: "Master, what are you doing? We are leaving tomorrow. Erlang has been busy with your affairs during this time. He hasn't done anything these days. Why are you talking to him like that?"

"That's the matter, besides my colleagues, did you ask someone else to help?"

Yan Yu's face turned blue when he thought of what he had just heard.

There is no airtight wall in the world. The fact that Yan Yu went to Yanzhou because of the advice of Lin Sui, Minister of the Ministry of Justice, was also brought up by people. Most people don’t believe it, but it doesn’t prevent them from making Yan Yu bad. reputation.

Yan Yu quarreled with someone anxiously, and planned to inquire carefully when she came back.

Seeing this, Yan Qin nodded without hiding anything.

"Is it Lin Sui?"

Yan Qin still nodded, Yan Yu's eyes darkened in anger, and even Mrs. Yan was startled.

"The big deal is to go to Hangzhou. I have nothing to choose. You actually begged him because of this matter. Yan Qin, you are so confused!"

Yan Yu really had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He felt that he had taught the child like this, and he was ashamed to face the plaque of loyalty and goodness from generation to generation given by the Queen Mother.

"Master, calm down, we Erlang don't know that Lord Lin at all, how could we ask him, Erlang, tell your father what's going on."

Mrs. Yan was pleased with Yan Yu and winked at Yan Qin.

Yan Qin didn't mention Lin Sui's threat to him, but said: "Don't worry, Daddy, the son has settled with him, and he didn't do anything against his conscience. He just likes the boy's paintings."

Yan Yu thought he knew Lin Sui a little bit, and said angrily, "He likes your paintings so he's selling your face? I don't believe it. He must have other ideas."

Madam Yan tugged at Yan Yu's sleeve and said, "Erlang's painting skills are even confirmed by Master Wu Yazi, maybe it's true."

"You come with me to find him, I have to ask him clearly, otherwise I won't feel at ease going to Yanzhou."

When Yan Yu thought that he had accepted Lin Sui's love, his whole body was scratched, and he would not be rewarded for nothing, so he was afraid that there would be a pit waiting for him sometime.

Yan Qin was forced to go with him. After all, he couldn't say that he had repaid the favor with his own body. If his father found out, he might faint on the spot.

When the two father and son entered the hall, Yan Yu didn't mince words with Lin Sui, and got straight to the point.

"We don't have any personal relationship. In the future, if you ask us for help, we will never agree to anything that goes against our conscience."

"Your Majesty of Yanzhou, the magistrate of Yanzhou, what can I ask you for help? Your son has already repaid me, so you don't have to worry about it."

Lin Sui sat on the main seat and took a sip of hot tea leisurely.

Looking at his smiling face, Yan Yu felt alarm bells ringing in his heart, a thought popped out of his mind like a bolt from the blue.

He sternly said: "Don't think about the child, he will certainly not abandon his father and accept someone else as his father like you!"

Yan Yu understood that his son was unparalleled in talent and love, and would surely achieve something in the future, so Lin Sui took a fancy to him.

Before Lin Sui lived to Chen He's age, he began to choose a son!Don't even think about it!This is his son!