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Chapter 225 Accused

Ye Wanqing felt amused and helpless.

The prince is afraid of studying, to this extent?

She picked a grape and said, "Little Pomegranate, come here."

The little pomegranate happily fluttered to her feet, staring at the grapes in her hand, and turned around anxiously.

Ye Wanqing bent down and fed him a pill: "Let's go, into the garden."

The weather was cool in the early morning, so everyone worked more easily and harder.

Chu Anlan carried a bamboo basket and moved enthusiastically among the grape racks, picking grapes with the guards.

As the sun gradually rose, baskets of grapes were carried out of the vineyard.

Ye Wanqing walked around and left the vineyard carrying a few bunches of grapes and some small pomegranates.

After being weighed, baskets of grapes were loaded onto the carriage.

Chu Anlan came slowly from the depths of the vineyard, carrying a bamboo basket, and said happily as he walked, "Qing'er, look what good stuff I picked up!"

Everyone looked up at the same time.

Chu Anlan walked over briskly and raised the bamboo basket with great enthusiasm.

Ye Wanqing poked her head out: "Is this... a white mushroom?"

The attendants also came over curiously: "Don't mushrooms grow on mountains? So they can also grow in vineyards?"

"Isn't it beautiful?" Chu Anlan patted the bamboo basket and said, "Take it home later and ask the kitchen to make mushroom chicken soup for you!
Load all the grapes onto the carriage and get ready to go home."

The attendants were flattered: "Thank you, Prince!"

After saying that, he worked even harder, grunting as he moved the bamboo baskets full of grapes onto the carriage.

At this time, the garden owner came over, looked down at the bamboo basket, and said in surprise: "These mushrooms are not edible!"

can not eat?
Ye Wanqing and Chu Anlan looked at each other.

Chu Anlan raised his eyebrows: "Why can't I eat it?"

The owner of the garden cleared his throat and said earnestly: "This mushroom grows on cow dung.

The better the cow dung, the better the mushrooms will grow.”

"boom!"

The bamboo basket was thrown to the ground by Chu Anlan.

He laughed dryly: "Ha...haha..."

……

On the way back, Chu Anlan smiled on the surface, but secretly kept wiping his hands frantically, until his palms turned red.

As he passed through the fields, he pulled open the car curtain.

In the rice field where waves were rolling, a man dressed as a farmer was bending over and pulling weeds.

Chu Anlan shouted over there: "Hey!"

The man raised his head, revealing an ordinary face: "Are you calling me?"

Chu Anlan asked back: "What do you think?"

The man's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes changed.

There was a hint of the cold murderous intent that a killer usually has in his eyes.

This man is actually a killer?
Chu Anlan suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

At this time, my hands felt slightly hot.

He turned around and saw Ye Wanqing holding his hand tightly with her warm hands.

Chu Anlan coughed lightly and pointed to a pear tree beside the field: "Your pears are very good. Can I pick some?"

The man finally suppressed his murderous intent and said calmly, "Okay."

Chu Anlan asked: "Can you make the decision?"

The man's eyes moved again.

Chu Anlan quickly added: "What I mean is, if you agree to let me pick these pears, your parents won't break your legs when you go home, right?"

"No." The man replied.

Chu Anlan turned around and whispered to Ye Wanqing, "He's so stupid. Which farmer would be like him, speaking two words at a time?"

Ye Wanqing didn't know what he wanted to do, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your Highness, please be careful."

Chu Anlan jumped off the carriage.

He glanced at the man, then swaggered towards the pear tree beside the field, reached out to pick a pear, and started to eat it.

He continued to pick pears and put them on the ground while he ate them.

Feeling that it was not enough, he turned around and called out, "Are you all just standing there watching me work? Bring us a bamboo basket and two more people." The servants all started to move.

A group of people gathered around the pear tree, chattering.

Through the gap in the carriage curtain, Ye Wanqing carefully looked at the man dressed as a farmer in the field.

Although this man looks to be in his thirties or forties, his hands are extremely young.

Suddenly, the man looked straight over.

Ye Wanqing's eyes remained unchanged as she looked back indifferently.

The man just took a look and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Ye Wanqing also looked away.

There were several people climbing on the pear tree.

Chu Anlan stood under the tree, holding a pear in his mouth, and directed the guards on the tree: "Pick more, pick them all."

The guard asked, "Sir, you won't leave any pears for the master?"

Chu Anlan said fiercely: "Stop talking nonsense and pick it quickly!"

The guards didn't understand what he was saying, so they had to do as he said.

Soon, all the pears on the tree were picked, and not a single fruit was left, leaving only green leaves.

Chu Anlan was contentedly directing the servants to carry the pears onto the carriage, and smiled at the fake farmer, "Your pears are delicious, thank you!"

Fake farmer: “…”

The heavy wheels rolled over the muddy country road with a muffled sound, and drove away with a cart full of fruits.

……

The next day, someone knocked on the door of the government office before it opened.

A peasant woman cried and begged, "Please, magistrate, help me! I have finally planted a pear tree and I am waiting to sell it for money.

Who would have thought? I went to check this morning and found that all the pears had been picked!"

……

Chu Anlan was just sleeping when he was awakened by Ye Wanqing: "Sir, someone is coming to the government office. Please go over."

"What?" Chu Anlan rubbed his eyes.

Ye Wanqing chuckled: "The prince picked someone else's pears, and the owner of the pears came to the door."

"what?"

Chu Anlan jumped up from the bed and yawned: "I'll go take a look!"

The maids came in and helped him wash and change his clothes.

lobby.

A middle-aged peasant woman with a resentful look on her face sat awkwardly on a chair, accompanied by the county magistrate.

Hearing the footsteps, the county magistrate stood up quickly and said, "I am Chen Zhuo, the county magistrate of Lin'an. I am honored to meet the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."

"Master Chen, thank you for your courtesy. Please take a seat." Chu Anlan strode into the room and said, "I heard that this prince has been sued?"

County Magistrate Chen coughed lightly and said, "Your Excellency, you are too serious. This matter may be a misunderstanding, so I came here in person."

As he said this, he looked at the peasant woman beside him and said, "Sister Yuan, you go ahead and tell me."

The peasant woman called “Yuan Sao” tugged at the corner of her clothes, her momentum lower than when she first entered the door: “Someone told me that you picked the pears in my house?

You just pick pears without telling me.

It’s fine if you don’t want to say anything, but at least leave a few for me, white pears are precious…”

As he spoke, he began to wipe his tears with his sleeves.

Ye Wanqing glanced at Chu Anlan.

Chu Anlan smiled brightly at her, then turned to look at Yuan Sao and said frankly, "It's true that I picked the pears from your house.

But, I clearly told your son before picking it.

Your son said, I can pick whatever pears I like, and I can even move the tree away. Didn’t he tell you when he got home?"

son?

Yuan's wife forgot to wipe her tears, her face full of surprise: "I only gave birth to three daughters, where did the son come from? Don't lie to me!"

"Is it true?" Chu Anlan gestured, "The man was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a straw hat, working in the fields.

He is about the same height as me, with an average appearance and regular features. If he is not your son, could he be your husband?"

Mrs. Yuan's face turned even uglier: "My husband is a cripple and never goes to the fields!"

"Really?" Chu Anlan pretended to be surprised: "Then...what is that person doing in your field?"