"What can't be talked about in the house, so I have to come to this yard?"

Dad is a little mysterious, but Chen Chen is not very happy.

Because it's cold in the yard.

In front of his college classmates, he is indifferent and leisurely, quite a hermit, but in front of his father, who is also active and dissolute, these two are sometimes comrades-in-arms of the united front, and the father doesn't care much about Chen Chen's tone of speech to himself, so Chen Chen's words seem to be disrespectful in other people's homes, but staying with his father and two people is daily.

After all, it is the month of Layue, and Luoyang is also snowy.

The open-air courtyard is often cleaned by people, although the young master of their Xihua Hou Mansion has not yet come to live, but after all, he is the only son of the Hou Ye, and the housekeeper is also attentive, and often arranges for his subordinates to maintain the tranquility of this courtyard.

Today is okay, the "Xiping Stone Scripture" stele outside the city is still covered with morning dew, and it is also a rare day to warm up a little in the wax moon.

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

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

Dad hugged Chen Chen's shoulders affectionately, leaned close to his ear, and said to Chen Chen mysteriously.

"You have a good rest today, tomorrow I will take you to a good place, remember to keep it secret from your mother, you can't reveal a word, ask where you are, just say that I will take you to visit celebrities."

Looking at his father's somewhat strange smile, Chen Chen felt that something seemed inappropriate.

"You've grown up, it's time to show you the world!"

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"So what you said about seeing the world is to bring me to the Qinglou prostitute?"

Chen Chen wrapped himself in a mink coat and followed his father to stand in front of a high-rise building, with green paint and green tiles, and the decoration was very gorgeous.

"Nonsense, this is a place where dignitaries and nobles often gather, what kind of prostitute, what kind of prostitution, can the affairs of the powerful be called prostitutes? It's called wine tasting! A half-grown child is always a little adult, and Daddy takes you to get in touch with where you should be in the future. ”

Chen Chen shook his head helplessly, Dad has been learning this stalk for several years, and he always talks about it.

Dad hugged Chen Chen's shoulders, helped him dust off the non-existent snow, and sighed to himself crampedly.

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

Before the two of them could take a sinful step towards the place where the warblers were singing and dancing, Daddy was stopped, and it seemed that Daddy had a friend who had also come here and was greeting him.

"Xihuahou, long time no see!"

The voice is a little rough, Chen Chen is still a little uncomfortable with his father's new title, Chen Xian took up the teaching position of a professor in the academy when he was in Yingchuan.

However, when he teaches, he also prefers to let students pursue the truth by themselves, and also said that everyone has their own path, and only by self-discovery can we find the most suitable for ourselves.

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

Chen Chen also called his father like this in the academy, and he was suddenly sealed, and he actually began to be contaminated with the dust of this green building?

If the old lady knows, it will naturally be a good lesson.

"Xihuahou, is this Ling Gongzi? What a talent! ”

Dad pulled Chen Chen around halfway, and then he saw the person next to him who said hello to Daddy.

The person who came should be in the near future, with a short figure, a slightly slanted forehead, a slightly high nose bridge, and a mediocre appearance, but Chen Chen keenly found that the eyes of the person who came, under the obscene emotion, there seemed to be many deep things, like an undercurrent surging, which was really difficult to read.

This uncle is also holding a child, this child is quite handsome, about the same height as Chen Chen, as tall as this uncle, but this child's upright face makes Chen Chen a little suspicious that he has come to the Qinglou? Or did you go to the academy?

"Cao Yilang, I haven't seen you for a long time, the dog just went to Beijing from Yingchuan, and he just arrived yesterday."

Chen Xian's temperament is also peaceful, and he will not lose his partiality in dealing with people, even in front of the Qinglou, he is enough to pay attention to etiquette, and he pulled Chen Chen to salute the uncle who came to greet him.

"Xihuahou took advantage of Madame's attention today, and also took your son/Come to relax?"

"Cao Yilang too? Why don't you have one? ”

"Don't disturb the interest of Xihuahou, if you set up a banquet in the house another day, I will invite Xihuahou to enjoy his face to the banquet."

"That's natural, if you have an invitation, how dare you disobey?"

The two nearly middle-aged uncles were polite to each other with smiling faces, leaving the two teenagers staring at each other at the door of the Qinglou.

After the politeness, the two uncles took their babies upstairs and went to their respective private seats to stay.

The Chen family, father and son, sat facing each other, waiting for the restaurant to serve wine and food.

Although this is a green building, what my father said is indeed right, but few people will do prostitution in this kind of place, and more people come here to drink wine, eat side dishes, listen to small songs, and Nana concubines or something.

I brought Chen Chen here today, just to let Chen Chen adapt to this atmosphere.

Chen Xian knew that Chen Chen wanted to be a celebrity, and most of the celebrities couldn't avoid this kind of occasion, rather than letting Chen Chen sharpen his guns in the future, it was better for him, the father, to take him with him first.

His own good intentions, he hopes that Chen Chen can understand, is he Chen Xian the kind of person who takes his son to visit the Qinglou for his own pleasure?

Naturally not!

"The one just now, surnamed Cao?"

The maid of this Qinglou has a good posture, and the action of serving food and wine is also gentle, accompanied by a leisurely song, which can be regarded as making people relax, not so tense, Chen Chen has been here for so many years, and it took a lot of time just to fuse memories and achieve complete mastery of the body, analyze the situation, and look back at the description of the Three Kingdoms in the previous life, and also spent a lot of energy.

Today, this is the first time in the world that I have been so relaxed.

Luoyang will not have a sword in the short term, as long as you don't always run to the palace, don't get involved in those party disputes, it is still safe, and the next time is to find a good place.

Chen Chen's vigilance in the past few days of going to Luoyang also made this tender little song slowly resolved.

"Yes, the son of Fei Tinghou, the position of the Lang, don't look at him as good-looking, but he is really a character."

Chen Xian took a pair of chopsticks and began to fill his stomach with side dishes, he had to put something in his stomach before drinking, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to wait for too much drinking.

"He's here a lot, too?"

Chen Chen thought about it, the two identities also confirmed the identity of the uncle just now.

It's also a bit laughable.

The first meeting between himself and Boss Cao turned out to be in the Qinglou? And like their own father, the two families took their own sons to the Qinglou? On second thought, that scene was quite interesting.

The child beside Cao Cao, according to his age, is estimated to be his eldest son Cao Ang.

Chen Chen didn't know that the older young man he was mocking outside Luoyang was Yuan Shao, and he felt that Cao Cao was the first historical celebrity of the big landlord class he had met.

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

Chen Xian thought about it, it didn't seem good to move the chopsticks by himself first, answered Chen Chen's question, and then took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Chen Chen, taking a sip of wine while handing them over.

He knew the character of Chen Chen, a kid, and he had something to say, although he repeatedly explained that he couldn't go home and was known by his wife, but he would never admit that he came here often.

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

Chen Xian filled Chen Chen with a glass of wine and encouraged his son to dry it with him.

Taking a sip of wine absentmindedly, Chen Chen was thinking about Cao Cao's eyes just now.

Well?

Chen Chen felt that his face was a little hot, he blinked his eyes, and saw his father looking at him with a smirk, and the posture seemed to be laughing at himself.

But......

I seem to be a little dizzy.......