Chapter 287

King Chu Haojun came to find them the next morning. Chu Yichen and Zhuo Qingyan were inspecting the results of Qiu's transformation of the north courtyard into a fruit forest.

When he saw the courtyard full of fruit trees, he was really surprised. When he was in Beijing Mausoleum City, he had also been to the residence of Chu Yichen, the former king of Ling. There was nothing more simple there, that is, there were some flowers and plants and pavilions in the garden. There would never be such a fruit forest any more. This is for Aunt Xiaohuang.

At this time, Zhuo Qingyan, in order to please mammy Qiu, specially went to the hospital, and from time to time issued admiration and surprise to amuse mother Qiu.

Chu Haojun stood beside Chu Yichen with a smile: "Auntie Huang's trickery is also good..."

"Only the people she valued would be like this. Otherwise, her mouth would be quite black." Chu Yi Chen's mouth also raised.

Chu Haojun also admitted this, but he didn't think it was possible to care so much about a servant.

Mo language and Ruo Xue are responsible for carrying the basket. Zhuo Qingyan asks mother Qiu which is good and picks them down. She also teases mammy Qiu to direct something. The old man laughs from time to time, which looks like a very harmonious one.

Chu Yi Chen looked at the orchard of Chu Hao Jun one eye, indifferent to ask: "today, something?"

"Oh Yes, I'd like to hold a poetry and painting meeting in Yaolong college. These students have been enrolled for more than half a year. It's a small assessment. At the same time, they also want to meet friends through literature, so I want to invite uncle Huang to come and guide them... " Chu Haojun immediately pulled out two invitation cards from his sleeve and handed them over.

After Chu Yi Chen took a look, he slowly raised his eyes and said, "this is to make this king a fool?"

"Uncle Huang, my nephew doesn't mean that. Besides, your literary talent is no worse than the talents of today. My nephew must be willing to be inferior..." Chu Haojun tried hard to say good words.

"Well, don't mention the useless ones. These are two invitation cards. It seems that they are for the king and the princess. But I can't guarantee whether she is willing to participate in the activities on this occasion. If it's a martial arts competition, I can't stop it..." Chu Yichen gave him a vaccination first.

If Zhuo Qingyan really does not appear, he does not blame her, originally this is not what she likes.

And he can't understand what he said. He won't force Zhuo Qingyan to do something she doesn't like. Everything comes with her likes.

Naturally, Chu Haojun understood how much his uncle loved the little aunt. Naturally, he did not dare to ask for it. As long as he promised to attend, it was enough.

Just as he nodded, Zhuo Qingyan's head appeared from the nearest tree: "what bad things do you want to do..."

Chu Yi Chen is to hear her come, not surprised, but Chu Hao Jun did not hear, she suddenly from the top of the tree to show a head, can not be scared.

Fortunately, he just stepped back two steps, and was helped by the night charm and night tour standing there. Otherwise, he would sit on the ground, which would be a shame.

Looking at Chu Haojun, who was scared by his face, Zhuo Qingyan ignored him. He also looked at Chu Yichen and asked, "where do you want to go? If I find you go to dirty places, don't blame me for closing all the brothels in these five counties and four continents. "

"Ma'am, how could I go to such a place? You think too much, come down and hang upside down? Come down... " Chu Yi Chen immediately laughs to coax her, also goes forward to stretch out a step to follow her.

Zhuo Qing Yan body movement, jumped down, or was Chu Yi Chen in the arms, and reached out to help her pat the ashes on her body.

But she looked at Chu Haojun, whose face was slightly white: "what's the matter with you?"

"Aunt Xiao Huang, my nephew is here to send the invitation. Ten days later, a poetry and painting meeting will be held in Yaolong academy to invite you and uncle Xiaohuang to attend." Chu Haojun had a bitter face.

As expected, uncle Huang did not expect. If the little aunt didn't give face, and her mouth was black, her attitude was not good at all, and it was a bit frightening.

"Poetry and painting club? To make friends by writing? " Zhuo Qingyan's big black eyes winked at him.

He immediately nodded: "yes, it's to meet friends through literature..."

"Why is it located in Yaolong academy?" Zhuo Qingyan body a crooked, lean into Chu Yi Chen's arms.

"Yaolong academy is a branch school, and its students have been enrolled for half a year, and it will soon be the new year's day. It is an assessment..." Chu Haojun immediately organized language to answer her questions.

"Yaolong academy is not accessible to all people. Although the geographical environment there is elegant, there are many courtyards. If one or two people are really left there, it is very difficult to be found. Unless there are dead people, this is not what we want. Students No, the students come here to study. They don't come here to do detailed work. They don't come here to practice solving cases and suspense. Therefore, Yaolong academy can't be entered by outsiders Zhuo Qingyan clearly expressed his opposition.

Chu Haojun was both stupefied and stupefied. As soon as he saw it, he did not think of these problems.

But Chu Yi Chen pursed her mouth and turned her head to look at the direction of the fruit forest. This girl really didn't give face, but it was also a good thing to let this self-sustaining emperor's nephew touch the wall."If you really want to do it, why don't you do it to your best friend?" Zhuo Qingyan picked his eyebrows at the stupefied Chu Haojun.

"Ah? Who? " Chu Haojun has not yet come back to God, she said, but also confused.

"Bai Yu Lou, isn't there a shop called Yayun Pavilion in the county town? There are many literati on weekdays, but it is rare that there are really big customers who are willing to spend money to buy things again. It is not easy to set up a facade. He has been working for a long time. Since he is your good friend, you may as well help him, so you can set the meeting place of the poetry friends association there. At that time, his highness King Ling will set a lottery, which should be very popular. "

Zhuo Qingyan finished and gently touched Chu Yi Chen holding him. He immediately nodded: "you can do whatever you say, but it's better not to be too expensive. Otherwise, these literati can get it and can't keep it."

Zhuo Qing Yan laughed and immediately said, "listen to your highness, you will be satisfied with these literati, and you won't be coveted by others, and you won't lose your honor, OK?"

"Good." Chu Yi Chen smiles and touches her tender face lightly.

Zhuo Qingyan happily straightened up and called out to the woods: "go, go back, I'll make a fruit salad for you to eat, beauty, beauty and weight loss, to ensure that you eat this meal want to next meal."

Three people came out of the orchard immediately, and she ran to take mother Qiu's arm and walked out of the orchard together.

After Chu Yi Chen laughed, he stretched out his hand to take a picture of Chu Hao Jun, who was still in a daze: "let's go and have a taste."