"Oh, good." Eat in the morning very light and simple. It will be eaten in a while.

Zhan Qingchu asked, "Daddy, is it related to my return to the Imperial City?" ”

Zhan Cheng talked to her earnestly: "Chu'er, you are fourteen years old this year, right?" ”

Zhan Qingchu: "Yes. ”

Battle Cheng: "You'll be in time for another year." ”

Zhan Qingchu joked: "Daddy won't be trying to kiss me, right?" ”

Zhan Cheng smiled, and said seriously: "No, it's business!" Chu'er, do you know about the Academy of Spiritual Cultivation? ”

Zhan Qing first saw his straight face, and then he was serious, nodded and said, "I know, the top three colleges in the best Fengguo are the first." ”

Zhan Cheng: "I urgently called you back this time to tell you about this, I signed up for the Academy of Cultivation for you, and you have to take the entrance test in September." ”

Zhan Qingchu: "Huh? September? Isn't the Academy of Meditation recruiting students once every three years, and once in the next year? ”

Zhan Cheng: "Yes, but this year, the college has enrolled students early due to internal reasons. I was going to register you first and wait to tell you next year, but my father didn't expect it to happen suddenly. ”

If the college has signed up but has not yet been admitted, it depends on the student's own ability.

Zhan Qingchu was a little embarrassed: "So suddenly? ”

"I'm sorry." Zhan Cheng said seriously: "Daddy didn't discuss it with you in advance, but Daddy hopes that you can participate cautiously and take it seriously." Although Daddy signed you up, the Academy of Cultivation has always been very competitive, and even if you sign up, you may not be able to get in. You don't have to stress too much, there will be a chance next time, just do your best. You...... You can't blame me, right? ”

They are father and daughter, father and daughter who have a good relationship, but Zhan Qingchu went to the Western City since he was a child, and even in the Imperial City as his prince and affairs, he has very little time with each other. He carefully cherishes the child that Nalan Ziqing left for him, this is his responsibility to the child, and also along with the love of her beloved.

This emotional Zhan Qing Chu was also very clear, and said respectfully and seriously to Zhan Cheng: "How can I blame my father, I know that my father is all for my good." Besides, I have to go to the academy, it's just a matter of time before I do. Isn't there more than two months left, Daddy, I promise you, I will try my best to be admitted to the college. ”

Zhan Qing smiled at the beginning, Zhan Cheng was very relieved, and reached out to hug her.

"Good boy!" The old lady, who had been watching from the side, spoke happily and with relief. That's the children's business, she can't help, and she rarely gets involved.

Zhan Cheng faced the two: "Daddy still has official business to deal with, you accompany grandma." Mother, I'll go first. ”

After the battle was gone, the concubine said softly: "Chubao, grandma is going to the Buddhist hall to recite the sutra in a while, you shouldn't like it, just come to the imperial city and have a good time." ”

Zhan Qingchu got up and said, "Okay, grandma's first treasure will retire." ”

Zhan Qingchu returned to Yiqing Garden, Hong Rong and the others had already eaten, she said: "Aunt Hong's health is not good yet, rest well at home, and help me watch the garden by the way (naughty winking)." Kaede, you can help me understand the situation and dynamics of the Imperial City and the Cultivation Academy recently, you are a sister who works hard. Tree and Xiao Xi go out with me. ”

When I first arrived in the Imperial City, I naturally had to understand the terrain first, and took the mangrove tree to the street.

It's already halfway through the hour (around 10:00), and there are more and more pedestrians coming and going on the streets of the Imperial City, and hawker shops are gradually opening.

Walking in the alley on the side of the main street, there was a burst of tea fragrance wafting from the entrance of the road. Zhan Qingchu looked at the stall, which was run by a middle-aged and elderly couple, and the tea was boiled by hand. She turned to the shop and asked, "Auntie and uncle, what kind of tea is this?" ”