"What can't be discussed in the house? You have to run into this yard?"

My dad is a little mysterious, but Chen Chen is not very happy.

Because the yard is cold.

In front of his classmates in the academy, he was quite idle and had the style of a hermit, but when he came to his father who was also active in thinking and unruly, he was sometimes a comrade-in-arms on the united front. His father didn't care much about Chen Chen's tone of his words to him, so some of Chen Chen's words seemed to be disrespectful to others' families, but staying with his father would be a daily routine.

After all, it is the twelfth lunar month, and there is no lack of snow in Luoyang.

People often come to clean the open-air yard. Although the young master of the Xihua Marquis Mansion has not come to live yet, he is the only son of the Marquis after all, and the person in charge is also concerned and often arranges his servants to maintain the tranquility of the yard.

It's not bad today. The "Xiping Stone Sutra" outside the city is still covered in the morning dew, and it's rare to see a little warming up in the twelfth lunar month.

However, after standing in the yard for a long time, I can still feel the chill.

"I won't say much, I won't say much."

The father hugged Chen Chen's shoulder affectionately, leaned close to his ears, and said to Chen Chen mysteriously.

"You have a good rest today. I will take you to a good place tomorrow. Remember to keep it secret with your mother and can't reveal a word. When asked whereabouts, you will say you are taking you to visit celebrities."

Looking at my father's strange smile, Chen Chen felt something was wrong.

"You have grown up, it's time to take you to see the world!"

"So what you mean by seeing the world is to bring me to the brothel to visit prostitutes?"

Chen Chen wrapped himself in a sable coat and stood in front of a tall building with green painted and green tiles, and the decoration was very gorgeous.

"No, this is a place where high-ranking officials and nobles often gather. What about visiting prostitutes? Can it be called visiting prostitutes? This is called drinking wine and music! A child a little older is always like a little adult. Dad brings you to contact the places you should come in the future."

Chen Chen shook his head helplessly. My father has been learning this meme for several years and he still keeps talking about it.

My father closed Chen Chen's shoulders, helped him dust out the snow that did not exist, and gave himself a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, Dad will take you to see it."

Before the two of them took sinister steps towards this place where singing and dancing, my father was stopped. It seemed that my father had a friend who also came here and was greeting him.

"Marquis Xihua, long time no see!"

His voice was a bit thick, and Chen Chen was a little uncomfortable with his father's new name. Chen Xian served as a professor in the academy when he was in Yingchuan.

However, his temperament also prefers to let students pursue the truth by themselves when teaching, and says that everyone has their own path, and only by self-discovery can we find the one that suits them the most.

Although this statement makes sense, it is not the reason why Chen Xian often takes a break in class as a professor, so the students in the academy call Chen Chen his father and Mr. Xian.

Chen Chen also called his father like this in the academy. He was suddenly named Marquis and began to get involved in the chaos of the brothel?

If I let my mother know, she will naturally be taught a lesson for a good life.

"Marquis Xihua, is this Young Master Ling? It's really a talented person!"

My father pulled Chen Chen and turned around for half, and then he saw the person beside him who asked him about his father.

The visitor should be in his thirties, with a short figure, a slightly slanted forehead, a slightly tall nose bridge, and an ordinary appearance. However, Chen Chen keenly discovered that the visitor's eyes and the vulgar and romantic emotions seemed to be hidden in many deep things, like undercurrents, which really makes people unable to read them thoroughly.

This uncle also held a child. The child was quite handsome, about the same height as Chen Chen, and as tall as this uncle. However, the child's righteous look made Chen Chen feel a little suspicious that he had come to the brothel or to the academy?

"Cao Yilang, I haven't seen you for a long time. The son of the teen just arrived from Yingchuan to Beijing. He just arrived yesterday."

Chen Xian is also calm and will not be biased when dealing with people. Even in front of the brothel, he is very particular enough to be courteous and pull Chen Chen to greet the uncle who came to say hello.

"Which Majesty Xihua brought the noble son to relax today while his wife was not paying attention?"

"Cao Yilang is the same? That's not as good as one?"

"If you don't disturb the interest of Xihua Hou, if you set up a banquet at your mansion another day, you will invite Xihua Hou to enjoy the face and go to the banquet."

"That's natural. If the congressman invites you, how dare you not obey?"

Two middle-aged uncles were politely politely pulling their smiles, and they threw the two teenagers into staring at the door of the brothel.

After politely speaking, the two uncles pulled their children upstairs and went to their respective elegant seats to stay.

The Chen family and his son sat face to face, waiting for the restaurant to serve wine and food.

Although this place is a brothel, what my father said is indeed correct. Few people would visit prostitutes in such places, and more people would come here to drink wine, eat side dishes, listen to small songs, and take concubines.

I brought Chen Chen here today, just to make Chen Chen adapt to this trend.

Chen Xian knew that Chen Chen wanted to be a famous scholar, and most famous scholars could not avoid such occasions. Instead of letting Chen Chen sharpen his guns in the future, it would be better for him, the father, to take him with him first.

He hopes Chen Chen can understand his good intentions. Is Chen Xian the kind of person who takes his own son to the brothel for his own pleasure?

Of course not!

"That person just now, his surname is Cao?"

The maid in this brothel is pretty, and her movements of serving food and wine are gentle. Along with her leisurely little songs, it can make people relax and not be so tense. After Chen Chen has been here for so many years, it took a lot of time to merge memory and achieve complete control of his body. He also spent a lot of energy to analyze the situation and look back at the description of the Three Kingdoms in his previous life.

Today, this is the first time I have been in this world to relax like this.

There will be no wars in Luoyang in the short term. As long as you don’t always run to the palace and don’t get involved in those party struggles, it will be safe. The next day, it will be just a good place to find.

Chen Chen's vigilance in the past few days also allowed this tender little song to slowly resolve.

"Yes, the son of Marquis Fei Ting and the position of a counselor. Don't look like he is not good-looking, but he is really a character."

Chen Xian took a pair of chopsticks and started picking up some side dishes to fill his stomach. He had to put some things in his stomach before drinking, otherwise it would be uncomfortable if he drank too much.

"He comes here often, too?"

Chen Chen was thinking, and his two identities confirmed the identity of the uncle just now.

It's also a bit funny.

The first time I met Boss Cao was in a brothel? And like my father, both families took their own son to the brothel. Thinking about it again, the scene just now was quite interesting.

The child next to Cao Cao, based on his age, was probably his eldest son Cao Ang.

Chen Chen didn't know that the older young man he mocked outside Luoyang City was Yuan Shao. He thought Cao Cao was the first historical celebrity of the big landlord class he met.

"I don't come often, I don't know if he comes often."

Chen Xian thought about it and it seemed that it was not good to move the chopsticks by himself. He answered Chen Chen's question, then took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Chen Chen, and drank a sip of wine while handing them.

He knew Chen Chen's personality and had something in his words. Although he repeatedly told him that he could not go home and was found out by his wife, he would never admit that he often came here.

"You kid always cares too much, come and have a drink."

Chen Xian gave Chen Chen a glass of wine and encouraged his son to have a sip with him.

Absent-mindedly, Chen Chen was thinking about Cao Cao's eyes just now.

Um?

Chen Chen felt his face a little hot. He blinked his eyes and saw his father looking at him with a slutty smile. His posture seemed to be mocking him.

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Chapter completed!