Strange, I just came back a few days ago, why can’t I find my passport? Is there a black hole in our house???

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Yan Yujin, whom King Yu lamented as being the happiest, was actually not as relaxed and calm as he appeared. Dressed in splendid robes, with elegant saddles and horses galloping through the streets of Jinling, this young man from an aristocratic family had just accepted the gift of love from his father not long ago.

A task, a task that although not dangerous, is not easy to complete either.

Yan Yujin had long been aware of Yan Que's re-involvement in the court affairs, but he got the confirmation from his father on the night of New Year's Eve this year. After worshiping their ancestors at the ancestral hall that night, the father and son returned to Nuan

In the small side room, we drank wine by the fire and talked happily for nearly a whole night.

Yan Yujin only heard Mei Changsu briefly talk about Yan Que's turbulent past when he was young. This time, hearing the person involved recall the past had a different meaning. In those years of Yan Que's past, there was a lot of pride and pride.

, there are scoldings of the Fang chiefs, there are strong feelings, there are sorrows and sorrows, there are so many people who need to be missed, and there are so many unforgettable things. More than ten years of depression and decadence still cannot change the passionate nature, and I look up and drink.

, Throwing a cup and chanting in a low voice, the face of the old marquis, whose heroic spirit had long since faded away, looked so full of energy when he was talking about the past, and did not look tired and old at all.

Yan Yujin felt that he liked this kind of father, a father who was alive and had clear emotions.

"Yu'er," Yan Que stroked his son's shoulder and looked directly into his eyes, "As a father, I don't like party fighting. It's too ugly and will swallow up too much goodness; I don't like Mei Changsu either, he's too

Wei Wei is too unpredictable, so I only agreed to do a limited number of things for him in the past. But this time, I decided to do my best to help him, no matter what the cost, because of this decision he and Prince Jing made

...It really shocked me. I knew it was a trap, a trap, and the pros and cons were so obvious, but I still wanted to save him. All I did was do it for the sake of friendship and justice in the past... I haven't seen such a stupid person in a long time.

Such a courageous person again. If I don't help them this time, how can I have the face to meet my old friends in Quanxia in the future? Yu'er, can you understand this thought of being a father? "

"I understand." Yan Yujin put away his usually jumpy expression, his eyes reflected by the strong fire were particularly deep, "Dad, don't worry, this child is a descendant of the Yan family, and he understands what loyalty and filial piety are.

Regarding the current situation in the court, my child actually has the same views as my father, but I don't know Prince Jing very well... However, since both my father and Brother Su are willing to be used by him, he must have something special about him."

"Prince Jing has been with Prince Qi since he was a child. His behavior and state-governing strategies are all inherited from Prince Qi. I still have confidence in him. However, his temperament is not like his brother's. He is more determined and stubborn.

It lacks a bit of chicness. You are too young to remember King Qi... Jing Yu... is very much like his mother..."

As for the madness in his youth and the love between himself and Concubine Chen, Yan Que was very vague when recalling the past. But Yan Yujin was smart and had already realized it. At this time, he looked at his father who was meditating, and felt in his heart

The feeling is a bit complicated, I can’t tell whether it’s emotion or confusion.

Is the connection between Jing Yu... Yujin... these two names a coincidence or someone's subconscious decision? Yan Yujin didn't ask, but as a child who cared about his father very much in his heart, he still endured it.

I couldn't help but ask another question.

"Dad, what about me? Am I like my mother?"

"You..." Yan Que came back to his senses and looked at his son with a loving look in his eyes, "You are like me, like me when I was young. However, when you reach my age, I hope you won't be like me now.

That’s good.”

"Dad is very good now. His heart is not cold and he is not old. What's wrong?"

"You have a sweet mouth, kid." Yanque laughed and filled his son's glass of wine.

"Actually, I haven't forgotten everything about the past. I remember a little bit about Uncle Lin, Concubine Chen, and King Qi." Yan Yujin raised his chin and recalled, "King Qi was very good to us children. What's the matter?

When I asked him questions, he always answered them very clearly. When he took us out to ride and shoot, he also took very good care of us. Unlike Brother Lin Shu, he soon became impatient. He thought we were slow and stupid, and would take us away at every turn.

He caught it on horseback and threw it into the car, asking grandma to take care of it. He ran to the front first... I remember this most clearly!"

Yan Que couldn't help but smile, but the smile soon faded away, "Xiao Shu... alas, the most pity is him..."

Seeing that his father was getting sad again, Yan Yujin hurriedly said, "Dad, how exactly does Brother Su want you to help him? Have you told me yet?"

"I've roughly said it. My main task was to lure Xia Jiang out that day, and to secretly contact the courtiers to excuse Prince Jing after the incident. It's not a difficult task."

Yan Que said it simply, but if you think about it carefully, you will know that it is not easy. Especially the latter thing, which requires precise judgment and tight control of proportion. A slight deviation will be counterproductive.

"Dad, are you sure?"

"It all depends on human effort." Arrogance suddenly appeared on Yan Que's face, "Dad has been watching the court with a cold eye for so many years, and he still makes this judgment accurately."

"Is there anything you can ask your children to do for you?"

"Mei Changsu did say that he wanted to ask you for help, but he asked me to ask you first. If you don't want to, don't force it."

Yan Yujin smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Su, things are already like this, how can I not be willing? What is going on?"

"He didn't say, I want to meet with him one more time, I'll ask again then." Yanque shook his son's shoulder firmly and said, "Mei Changsu promised not to let you do dangerous things, and I won't let you do anything dangerous."

It will put you at risk."

"Dad, it's okay..."

"It doesn't matter to you, but dad thinks it does. Be obedient, dad has wronged you a lot over the years."

Yan Yujin was not used to such a tender father, and his nose felt a little sour. He raised his head to a glass of wine and suppressed the turmoil in his chest.

That night, the father and son drank a full jar and a half of wine before they collapsed. It was the first time that each of them discovered that the other's drinking capacity was so good. They were so drunk that they were so drunk that when they woke up, they found a handsome and indifferent young man squatting in front of them.

He stared at them, and as soon as he saw them open their eyes, he stuffed a letter into his mouth and said loudly: "Burn it!" and then disappeared.

Although he was still drunk, Yan Que was finally sober enough and did not burn the letter directly according to the young man's concise instructions. Instead, he opened it and read it again.

It was precisely because of this letter that on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Yan Yujin galloped through the streets of Jinling to visit his friends with great ostentation, and finally arrived in front of Prince Ji's Mansion.

The emperor's uncle, Prince Ji, who was known for his straightforward temperament and good drinking skills, was Yan Yujin's old friend. He was very happy when he saw this little friend. He hurriedly entered the mansion to entertain him attentively, and even treated his new friend to him. All the trained musicians and singers came out to perform.

However, despite his hospitality, Yan Yujin seemed a little absent-minded after just three drinks. Just out of politeness, he made an expression of concentration and admiration, but unfortunately his eyes had long since wandered.

"Your ears are just spoiled by Miaoyinfang." Prince Ji said bitterly, "Of course you don't care about these superficial things in my house."

"Your Majesty, don't just talk about me. Isn't it the same for you yourself?" Yan Yujin waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'm afraid it's not me who plays the piano to Miss Maze Yu, right?"

"Alas," King Ji sighed, "It's such a pity that a place like Miaoyinfang has been used by bandits..."

"Tch, you believe this..." Yan Yujin just blurted out, but seemed to realize something immediately, swallowed it half-heartedly, and raised his glass in a toast.

Prince Ji immediately understood and calmly drank two more drinks with him, then dismissed his servants, moved to Yan Yujin's side, and asked in a low voice: "You mean there are no bandits in Miaoyinfang at all." thing?"

"What gangsters are involved?" Yan Yujin curled his lips, "Which gangsters have names? Does the Ministry of Punishment have relevant case files? Who is the accuser? Is there any evidence? It's just a lie."

"Since they were unjustly accused, why did the people in Miaoyinfang escape in advance to escape the crime?"

"It's very simple. The crime of being a bandit is unjust, but it is true if you offend someone. If you offend someone you can't afford to offend, why don't you just run away and wait for death?"

King Ji suddenly became angry and said angrily: "Who is so arrogant under the emperor's feet?"

Yan Yujin glanced at him, lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, don't you know who went to arrest people that day?"

"I have heard about this, not from the Ministry of Justice, but from Dali Temple..." King Ji suddenly understood when he said this. Zhu Yue, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, was the brother-in-law of King Yu. It is not unusual for Shi to want to dominate Gong Yu.

"Now you understand, Gong Yu has no choice. She just wants to escape this moment and see if there is any other way out."

King Ji raised his eyebrows and suddenly pointed at Yan Yujin and laughed strangely.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

"How do you know what Miss Gong Yu is thinking?" Prince Ji said with a wicked smile, "Tell me, did you hide her?"

"I, I, how can I?" Yan Yujin was startled and couldn't help but stutter, "My lord, please don't talk nonsense..."

"I feel guilty," Prince Ji laughed, chasing after him, "Xiao Yujin, tell me what's the big deal? I'm also worried about Miss Gong Yu. Is she okay?"

Yan Yujin looked at him for a long time before giving up and slumping his shoulders, saying: "It's not me who hid her. She was in trouble after escaping and sent someone to ask me for help. I just gave her a little help. Now she is pretty good, she has practiced new songs, and she even listened to them when I sent her New Year gifts a year ago."

Prince Ji was also a music fan. When he heard Miss Gong Yu's new music, he couldn't help but salivate. He grabbed Yan Yujin's arm and said, "You have to take me there. Miss Gong Yu and I also have old friends. How could you not say hello to her when she was in trouble?"

"But……"

"Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of. Isn't it Zhu Yue? I don't take that kid seriously, and Prince Yu won't fall out with me because of this. After all, I am also his elder."

"Actually..." Yan Yujin said in a long voice, "It's okay to take you there, but Miss Gong Yu is a little discouraged, and I'm afraid she won't want to see noble people like you more."

"Am I the same as those people?" King Ji patted the table and said, "You tell me I still have to go, let's go, let's go now!"

"How can anyone be so anxious?" Yan Yujin laughed and said, "Don't look at what time it is now? Well, I can't defeat you anyway, so I will try my best to be scolded by Miss Gong and take you for a trip tomorrow."

"That's pretty much it. When is tomorrow?"

"It's late afternoon. I need to go out with my dad in the morning."

"You are really filial to your son." Prince Ji laughed, "Okay, it's not time, it's not time, you can't break your promise."

"If I break my promise, why don't you come to my door?" Yan Yujin stretched his waist and said, "Don't wear royal clothes tomorrow, we have to go quietly."

"I know, I know." King Ji responded repeatedly, and ordered fresh dishes to be placed again. He took the guest who was about to leave and drank for more than half an hour. After seeing the sky getting dark, he let him go out.

At this time, the night wind was blowing, and there was a strong fishy smell in the air, indicating that tomorrow would definitely not be a sunny day. Yan Yujin covered the top pocket of his cloak and got on his horse.

Surrounded by snow-white fox fur, that always bright and bright face is slightly serious.

"Take Prince Ji to Gong Yu's office on the north branch of Dengjia Lane around noon on the fifth day of the lunar month." This is what Mei Changsu asked Yan Yujin to do. He carried out it seriously and thought about it seriously.
Chapter completed!