Alex Cui worked hard and finally delivered the painting to the capital before the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Xie Ying went to the palace to serve the emperor on the twelfth day of the lunar year, and returned home early that day, so he had time to meet him. Alex Cui handed him the painting and Ryan Cui's letter in person, and said politely on behalf of the host: "My young master is still young. If there are any shortcomings in the painting, I hope you will forgive me."
Xie Ying laughed and said, "How many people in Beijing make their livings from his paintings. If he didn't paint well, those painters and bookshop owners would be out of business."
Alex Cui also felt that everything was fine with the young master, so he said a few humble words, not really sincerely, and then said, "The young master said that there are no good mounters in Qian'an, so this painting has only been backed with a layer of rice paper and has not been formally mounted. I have to trouble you, Master Qianhu, to take more care of it."
Xie Ying held the slender brocade box and nodded with a smile: "The weather outside is bad, you should stay overnight before leaving, so as not to make your master worry. I will go back and take a look at the painting first."
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