Chapter 237~238
Chu Haojun blinked, then looked at Chu Yichen, and saw that he was nodding his head. After drinking a cup of tea, he said, "I have heard of Bai Yu Lou's identity. He is not a Han man, but a member of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He is his close disciple and the youngest son of Bai Hongfei, the Prime Minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty..."
"What? Eastern Jin Dynasty? Prime Minister Zhuo Qingyan stares at him in surprise.
Chu Haojun nodded his head: "Bai Yulou's life experience is a bit miserable, because his mother is just a servant girl of the white mansion. She has a humble status and can't be valued by other people in the mansion since childhood. However, he is intelligent, but Luo Haobo inadvertently takes him in as a disciple and teaches him carefully. Instead, he has become the most outstanding person in the Bai family now..."
"And then send the big man?" Zhuo Qingyan asked directly.
Chu Haojun immediately shook his head: "no, he came to help because I asked him. He didn't come to handi specially. Don't get me wrong..."
"I don't want to misunderstand. I'm just cautious. What's the situation now? King Jing must know the situation of your little uncle Huang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Zhuo Qingyan picked up the pot and added a cup of tea to him.
Chu Hao Jun nodded: "yes."
"It's good to know, and I don't need to say more. Although culture has no national boundaries, for you literati, you can only communicate with talents and feelings, but sometimes it can't be too absolute. I don't believe that he is so selfless and loving." Zhuo Qingyan suddenly chuckled, disdain in his eyes.
Chu Haojun can't answer this question, and he can't answer it. Bai Yulou's mind has never been guessed, but if we combine Zhuo Qingyan's words just now, the possibility will be greater.
The three-day flower show is actually very short, and the last day is the most important thing, which is to choose the flower crown.
Chu Yichen holds Zhuo Qingyan's hand tightly in his hand, for fear that he will be scattered by some crazy crowd, and the scene along the road makes Zhuo Qingyan almost startled.
"Is this the flower or the judge? What does it mean to plant a person in a good flower? People are prettier than flowers
"Almost..." Chu Yi Chen pursed the answer of the mouth.
"But this man doesn't have to look good, so he doesn't have to choose a few people who can see the past?" Zhuo Qingyan curled her mouth.
All of them are laughing. They are also looking at the women on the float. Although they are all young, they are almost
Mo language suddenly pointed to the front: "princess, look at that, this time can eye?"
"Oh, my little ancestor, you can be quiet..." If snow directly covered her mouth.
Everyone laughed again, and the sound was not small at all. Of course, it attracted a lot of people's attention, and then heard a lot of air pumping.
But after hearing this voice, the women in this group all turned their lips. They knew that they were all for these men, and the owners who made the sound were all women.
When Zhuo Qingyan saw the girl on the float pointed by Mo language, she couldn't help blowing a loud whistle, her eyes were straight, and her mouth was also slightly open.
Today, except for Liu Fengfei, who is still dressed in women's clothes and carrying a sword, they are all men's clothes. When the whistle comes out, it's all men's.
But the woman on the float seemed to hear it, and after looking at it this way, she threw a wink at them, which was very charming.
"I'll go I hear you, dog ears... " Zhuo Qing Yan language is not astonishing, and then comes another sentence.
Later, her mouth has been covered by Chu Yi Chen with big hands, can't let her speak any more, it will really cause riots.
Standing in front of the last magnificent election stage, Mr. Fu Cheng was sitting in the right position. A 30-year-old man from the organizer, who was regarded as the master of ceremonies in Zhuo Qingyan's mouth, was working hard to explain the types, legends and nature of the three pots of flowers that were placed on the exhibition stand. The main reason was why the flowers were good and why they were chosen seriously.
Few people could understand them, but the people under the stage listened to them seriously. Some of them nodded and yelled and interacted with each other, which made the commentator less embarrassed.
At this time, there was a commotion among the crowd, and a flower carriage suddenly ran to this side.
This car was originally refitted with a carriage. After it was tied with flowers, people would stand on it, and the horse was led by a groom. The horses in this kind of car are very docile and will not be easily agitated. This kind of car is obviously just like being frightened.
When the crowd panic out of a road, we can see that the float horse is sitting a big man with bare arms, and a face of beard, let several people at the same time recognize who it is.
"A Shan Kuo?" Several people called out at the same time.
At this time, a shankuo looked very ferocious. He kept stabbing the horse's buttocks with something similar to a dagger in his hand. Naturally, it was because of the pain of eating that the horse broke in so disorderly.
The woman on top of the carriage screamed in surprise and was shaken to and fro by the cart, and the flowers falling from the float were scattered in the air.
No one needs to remind them. Those who have martial arts are all welcome to the carriage.Zhuo Qing Yan quickly pulled under the ink language and if snow: "protect the king."
After that, Chu Yichen rushed out together. Chu Yichen went straight to ashankuo on his horse. Zhuo Qingyan's lightness skill was not good. After jumping up, he stepped on the shoulder of passers-by and jumped into the flower cart after getting close to the carriage. He reached for the woman who was about to be shaken off.
At this time, the car was pressed against something, and the body of the car was shaking. Zhuo Qingyan, who had not been able to stand firmly, shook her. Fortunately, a hand helped her, and then straightened the flower girl who hit her. All three of them were stable.
Zhuo Qingyan looked at Liu Fengfei, who was looking at him with a smile.
Under the car, Chu Yichen has already kicked a shankuo sitting on the horse under the horse. Jiang Siyue and Yan Li also flash there. The three people fight him together. Lei ting and Zhuo qingfan have strangled the reins of the horse, but the horse is too painful to control now.
He rushed towards the exhibition stand. Just as he was about to bump into it, Zhuo qingfan suddenly kicked the horse's head and directly kicked the horse to the ground, and the carriage overturned to one side.
Zhuo Qingyan and Liu Fengfei are carrying the girl in the car and jump from the carriage. After three turns in the air, they fall steadily in the middle of the exhibition stand.
And Zhuo qingfan has been standing with Leiting on one side, still holding the reins of the horse. The horse and carriage stopped within a meter from the crowd.
All the people standing there were shocked, their faces were bloodless, their mouths were slightly open, and they were in a state of shock.
"What? Eastern Jin Dynasty? Prime Minister Zhuo Qingyan stares at him in surprise.
Chu Haojun nodded his head: "Bai Yulou's life experience is a bit miserable, because his mother is just a servant girl of the white mansion. She has a humble status and can't be valued by other people in the mansion since childhood. However, he is intelligent, but Luo Haobo inadvertently takes him in as a disciple and teaches him carefully. Instead, he has become the most outstanding person in the Bai family now..."
"And then send the big man?" Zhuo Qingyan asked directly.
Chu Haojun immediately shook his head: "no, he came to help because I asked him. He didn't come to handi specially. Don't get me wrong..."
"I don't want to misunderstand. I'm just cautious. What's the situation now? King Jing must know the situation of your little uncle Huang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Zhuo Qingyan picked up the pot and added a cup of tea to him.
Chu Hao Jun nodded: "yes."
"It's good to know, and I don't need to say more. Although culture has no national boundaries, for you literati, you can only communicate with talents and feelings, but sometimes it can't be too absolute. I don't believe that he is so selfless and loving." Zhuo Qingyan suddenly chuckled, disdain in his eyes.
Chu Haojun can't answer this question, and he can't answer it. Bai Yulou's mind has never been guessed, but if we combine Zhuo Qingyan's words just now, the possibility will be greater.
The three-day flower show is actually very short, and the last day is the most important thing, which is to choose the flower crown.
Chu Yichen holds Zhuo Qingyan's hand tightly in his hand, for fear that he will be scattered by some crazy crowd, and the scene along the road makes Zhuo Qingyan almost startled.
"Is this the flower or the judge? What does it mean to plant a person in a good flower? People are prettier than flowers
"Almost..." Chu Yi Chen pursed the answer of the mouth.
"But this man doesn't have to look good, so he doesn't have to choose a few people who can see the past?" Zhuo Qingyan curled her mouth.
All of them are laughing. They are also looking at the women on the float. Although they are all young, they are almost
Mo language suddenly pointed to the front: "princess, look at that, this time can eye?"
"Oh, my little ancestor, you can be quiet..." If snow directly covered her mouth.
Everyone laughed again, and the sound was not small at all. Of course, it attracted a lot of people's attention, and then heard a lot of air pumping.
But after hearing this voice, the women in this group all turned their lips. They knew that they were all for these men, and the owners who made the sound were all women.
When Zhuo Qingyan saw the girl on the float pointed by Mo language, she couldn't help blowing a loud whistle, her eyes were straight, and her mouth was also slightly open.
Today, except for Liu Fengfei, who is still dressed in women's clothes and carrying a sword, they are all men's clothes. When the whistle comes out, it's all men's.
But the woman on the float seemed to hear it, and after looking at it this way, she threw a wink at them, which was very charming.
"I'll go I hear you, dog ears... " Zhuo Qing Yan language is not astonishing, and then comes another sentence.
Later, her mouth has been covered by Chu Yi Chen with big hands, can't let her speak any more, it will really cause riots.
Standing in front of the last magnificent election stage, Mr. Fu Cheng was sitting in the right position. A 30-year-old man from the organizer, who was regarded as the master of ceremonies in Zhuo Qingyan's mouth, was working hard to explain the types, legends and nature of the three pots of flowers that were placed on the exhibition stand. The main reason was why the flowers were good and why they were chosen seriously.
Few people could understand them, but the people under the stage listened to them seriously. Some of them nodded and yelled and interacted with each other, which made the commentator less embarrassed.
At this time, there was a commotion among the crowd, and a flower carriage suddenly ran to this side.
This car was originally refitted with a carriage. After it was tied with flowers, people would stand on it, and the horse was led by a groom. The horses in this kind of car are very docile and will not be easily agitated. This kind of car is obviously just like being frightened.
When the crowd panic out of a road, we can see that the float horse is sitting a big man with bare arms, and a face of beard, let several people at the same time recognize who it is.
"A Shan Kuo?" Several people called out at the same time.
At this time, a shankuo looked very ferocious. He kept stabbing the horse's buttocks with something similar to a dagger in his hand. Naturally, it was because of the pain of eating that the horse broke in so disorderly.
The woman on top of the carriage screamed in surprise and was shaken to and fro by the cart, and the flowers falling from the float were scattered in the air.
No one needs to remind them. Those who have martial arts are all welcome to the carriage.Zhuo Qing Yan quickly pulled under the ink language and if snow: "protect the king."
After that, Chu Yichen rushed out together. Chu Yichen went straight to ashankuo on his horse. Zhuo Qingyan's lightness skill was not good. After jumping up, he stepped on the shoulder of passers-by and jumped into the flower cart after getting close to the carriage. He reached for the woman who was about to be shaken off.
At this time, the car was pressed against something, and the body of the car was shaking. Zhuo Qingyan, who had not been able to stand firmly, shook her. Fortunately, a hand helped her, and then straightened the flower girl who hit her. All three of them were stable.
Zhuo Qingyan looked at Liu Fengfei, who was looking at him with a smile.
Under the car, Chu Yichen has already kicked a shankuo sitting on the horse under the horse. Jiang Siyue and Yan Li also flash there. The three people fight him together. Lei ting and Zhuo qingfan have strangled the reins of the horse, but the horse is too painful to control now.
He rushed towards the exhibition stand. Just as he was about to bump into it, Zhuo qingfan suddenly kicked the horse's head and directly kicked the horse to the ground, and the carriage overturned to one side.
Zhuo Qingyan and Liu Fengfei are carrying the girl in the car and jump from the carriage. After three turns in the air, they fall steadily in the middle of the exhibition stand.
And Zhuo qingfan has been standing with Leiting on one side, still holding the reins of the horse. The horse and carriage stopped within a meter from the crowd.
All the people standing there were shocked, their faces were bloodless, their mouths were slightly open, and they were in a state of shock.