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Chapter 61 What did you ask Xun Lin to do in the countryside?

Ye Xiuyan's clever brain was running rapidly, secretly guessing the identity of the young man: "It must not be as simple as learning from Lin Shusi's young master."

"Yan girl."

Ye Jian tried to ask: "Do you agree with what they said?"

"I don't like bondage."

Ye Xiuyan thought for a while, then shook her head slightly: "Although this is indeed a very good opportunity, I can earn a lot of money, but I still have other things to do, painting is just a hobby, and I can't put too much energy into it. "

"You don't want to cooperate with them."

Ye Jian's love for his daughter was overwhelming, without the slightest hesitation, he readily agreed: "Father will go to the county seat tomorrow and refuse this matter."

"Father, don't rush to go."

Ye Xiuyan smiled slyly: "That young master's family has an extraordinary background, and he won't stay in a small place like Lingyan County for long. Dad will go there after a while, maybe he will leave."

"exactly."

Ye Jian made three pairs in a row, making no secret of his fear of the young man: "You're still smart, I'll listen to you, wait until he's gone."

"whee."

Ye Xiuyan was amused, her eyes bent into small crescents when she laughed.

*
Lingyan County, Xuelin Shusi.

"The prince is in Longquan Village?!"

The young man stood facing the window with his hands behind his back, and when he heard the attendant's report, his pretty eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly, covering the flash of shock in his eyes.

"Yes."

Qian Yi stood respectfully with his head bowed, and thought about his reply: "Both Shi Shu and Shi Jian are here, and it can be seen from their words that the son lives in the Ye family."

The young man frowned: "You haven't seen Shizi?"

"No."

Qian Yi was ashamed: "This subordinate was discovered by the two of them when he didn't get close to the Ye family. The prince just let his subordinate pass on the message, and he didn't intend to meet."

"There's something strange about this."

Sensitively, the young man sensed that something was wrong, and he frowned even tighter: "The prince's status is so noble, there is no accident, how could he stay in the countryside."

"Young Master."

Qian Yi's heart trembled, and he took a peek at his master's expression: "Do you want to send a letter to the prince?"

"No need!"

The young man's mind was spinning, and his guess was roughly correct: "The expressions of Shi Shu and Shi Jian are as usual, which means that the prince is fine. As for why he doesn't want to see us, maybe he hasn't done it yet, and he doesn't want outsiders to know."

Qian Yi followed his master all the year round, and he was convinced of his precise judgment. He bowed his head and remained silent when he heard this, without any objection.

"Young Master."

Qian Er tentatively asked: "We already know that the son is in the country, so it's not good if we don't express a little sincerity?"

The young man's slender fingers tapped on the window sill a few times, and he had already made up his mind: "Send a letter to Xun Lin, asking him to come to the countryside."

Qian Er was taken aback, unable to believe it: "Xun Lin?"

Xun Lin is a painter who has been in the limelight in recent years. A painting madman who sold tens of millions of taels of silver for a painting of Luoshen Feixue is a legendary existence in the painting and calligraphy world.

The young man gave him a cool look, and said two words: "As soon as possible."

"Yes."

Qian Er's heart trembled, not daring to delay any longer, he took two steps back and bowed down.

What did you ask Xun Lin to do in the countryside?

Could it be the little girl for drawing illustrations?

Qian Yi stood respectfully with his head bowed, seemingly looking normal, but actually his heart was overwhelmed and he was shocked.

*
Three days later, Longquan Village.

Lin Jingcheng rested peacefully for more than half a month, gradually recovering from his injuries.He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is used to the days when the chickens dance and sweat profusely.

After lying on the bed for more than ten days, my whole body was sore and numb, and I was already tired of it.

After finally waiting for the bones to heal and he could get out of bed, he couldn't wait to change into a neat black suit, and walked out of the yard with his sore shoulders moving.

(End of this chapter)