Bidding farewell to the noisy government affairs hall, Chen Chen returned to the mansion.

Chen's mansion is still the quiet and deserted appearance in Ping (rì).

There are not many servants of the Chen family, and many of the guards have joined the army, and they all serve in the Yangwu Army and the Fenyong Army.

Liu Neng and the others went back to continue to be Liu Bei's personal soldiers after they came to Taiyuan, and Yan Ren was still clearly arranged by Chen Chen.

Unconsciously.

The courtyard of the Chen family was much empty.

Chen Chen got out of the carriage, Chen Bo led the horse to the side yard as always, and Chen Chen entered the Chen Mansion from the main entrance.

"Babble."

Pushing open the somewhat heavy door, Chen Chen was thinking about whether the rules of the grass chessboard could also be implemented in the real world, if so

I have to say that the change in the military layout proposed by Guo Yi this time also reminded Chen Chen that if the rules of the auto-chess world are translated to reality, is it possible?

In reality, most of them are similar to grass chessboards, whether it is a general's job card or natural skills.

But the problem is that no one wanted to conduct military command in the same way as the grass chessboard.

But no one has the perspective of God who deploys troops in the grass chessboard, so they naturally abandon this model.

But Chen Chen suddenly realized a problem.

The previous battle on the grass chessboard could not actually be regarded as auto-chess, because the process of dispatching troops and arranging clever schemes carried out the whole process.

But Chen Chen thought of the future of auto-chess.

That is, after being arranged in advance, the rest of the development is left to the heads of each unit to do it on their own (cāo) to achieve a true auto-chess effect.

As long as he arranged his position in advance and chose the right generals, he could easily win the battle, and Chen Chen suddenly felt that this method seemed to be very suitable for him.

You can save a lot of heart.

Still pondering in his heart, Chen Chen walked into the house.

"The young master is back."

The porter smiled and saluted Chen Chen, and the quality level of the Chen family's servants was not low.

And the Chen family treats them well, so the smiles they greet the whole family are also from the heart.

Smiling and nodding, Chen Chen went straight to his yard, Dad should be at home at this time, and he and his mother should be in the wind and snow, it is easy to be in danger of his life if he disturbs himself.

In winter, it is not easy to see other colors except white.

Even the roofs were covered in snow.

There are servants in the courtyard who have been helping to clean it, so it is clean and there is not much snow, Chen Chen entered his yard and found a shadow.

Thin and ice-clean.

It's as cold as snow.

Chen Chen was stunned, he found that he hadn't cared about his daughter-in-law who hadn't passed through the door for a long time.

There was no sound.

One stands inside the yard and the other outside.

Chen Chen quietly looked at his little daughter-in-law, who had grown a lot taller this year, almost to his own mouth before, but now he could almost reach his neck.

And he also has a few centimeters taller.

Chen Chen smiled slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to be able to accommodate all the beauty in the world.

Cai Yan was wearing the familiar coat, which Chen Chen had put in the house, but he didn't wear it when he went out.

Originally, the big piece was worn on Cai Yan's (shēn), and the hem of the garment could be dragged on the ground, but now it has just covered the skirt, and it is only a little distance from the ground.

This girl.

She was fiddling with the plum blossoms planted in Chen Chen's courtyard.

Before, because Cai Yan moved the peach tree left by her mother from Luoyang, she felt empty (dàng) (dàng) in Chen Chen's yard, so she was bored, so she took Chen Chen to plant a plum tree in his yard.

Originally, this winter was so cold that the peach tree brought by the young couple from Luoyang was afraid that it would not survive.

Fortunately, the greenhouse that Chen Chen and Cao'er made was also built in Cai Yan's yard, and although the peach tree was dying, it still survived.

"Eh, you're back."

After Cai Yan finished fiddling with the plum blossoms, she always felt that someone was looking at her from behind, and when she looked back, the person who was thinking about her was standing behind her, leaning against the courtyard gate, and looking at herself with a smile.

This young man is so handsome.

It's just that it's always hard to figure out, does he understand the girl's mind, or doesn't understand.

Cai Yan will always have some small prison (sāo) in his heart.

It's about Chen Chen.

This bad guy who has taken the hearts and souls of the people, but he has been tinkering with something all day long, bringing himself a lot of happiness and warmth.

But I don't see how many times he has taken the initiative to look for himself.

If it weren't for Cao'er, who often accompanied him to learn some things that his daughter's family should learn, Cai Yan would have wondered if Chen Chen had done bad things with Cao'er.

She wasn't jealous.

After all, look at your own small (shēn) board, and then look at the (shēn) section of Sister Cao'er, which is so enviable.

Graceful and colorful, maybe it's Sister Cao'er, she can only be a cold and clean person at best, right?

Seeing Chen Chen's soft smile that he had been holding back for a long time, Cai Yan pursed his lips and lowered his head to look at the flat place where he was not angry.

Chen Chen looked at Cai Yan's actions with some surprise.

That smile just now made him very excited, and he deserved to be the girl he chose.

Well?

It doesn't seem like he was chosen, as if he was the one who was arranged.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you know that this girl is what you want.

But this girl's action

Chen Chen followed Cai Yan's movements and looked at the place where Cai Yan was looking, and couldn't bear the handsome (jìn).

"What!"

Cai Yan looked up and saw Chen Chen's watch (qíng), the kind of table (qíng) that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which deeply stimulated Cai Yan's already fragile thoughts.

One rushed forward and crashed directly into Chen Chen's arms.

He buried his head in Chen Chen's mouth (xiōng) and closed his eyes without looking at him.

hugged Chen Chen tightly by the waist, and gently pounded Chen Chen's waist with his small fist.

"Men are all sauce elbows!"

Cai Yan's soft voice said this novel sentence that Chen Chen taught her, but it added a joy to the deserted Chen Mansion.

Chen Chen didn't dare to say anything, he was bumped into a full embrace, he was actually quite cool.

After all, the small (shēn) board gives him a special soft touch.

rested her chin on Cai Yan's little head, so that she had no way to raise her head.

Chen Chen asked her with a smile.

"What are you doing here? What are you looking at? ”

"Bang bang bang!"

Cai Yan's response to him was to punch him a few more times on the back, but he didn't answer him anyway.

"Alright, let's go inside."

Sideways (shēn), low waist, Chen Chen took advantage of Cai Yan's inattention, picked her up by the waist, and was about to enter the house.

Cai Yan is not heavy, and although Chen Chen's body (shēn) looks thin, he has a bonus and his strength is not small, so it is easy to hold it.

Letting Cai Yan struggle in his arms, he was stunned and carried all the way into the house.

"Click."

Gently kicked open the door with one foot, and Chen Chen protected Cai Yan's head and walked inside.

When I looked up, I met a pair of clear bright eyes.

The big eyes were watching him silently.

"The young master is back."

Cao'er put down the needlework in her hand, gathered her things, and wanted to pour Chen Chen a glass of warm water to drink.

She didn't seem to see Chen Chen and Cai Yan's posture and state, and the whole person was calm.

Scold.

Cao'er poured water without a surface (qíng) and put it on the table for Chen Chen.

Chen Chen put down Cai Yan in his arms, and the two of them sorted out their clothes a little embarrassed, Cai Yan gently slapped Chen Chen again, she didn't have time to tell Chen Chen that Sister Cao'er was also in his house, so she was directly carried in by Chen Chen's sauce elbow.

The grass is not alarmed.

The grass is used to it.

The grass is calm.

It's not that she Chen Cao'er hasn't been carried into the house like this by her own young master, although it's just a joke, but Cao'er has already understood the essence of her own young master.

Even if the young master is heaven and earth in his heart, he is his only one.

Even if the young master's image in his mind is unparalleled.

But this also can't hide all the men's tongs (xìng) he has.

Sure enough, what Miss Cai said was right, just like the men in the books she read with Miss Cai, men are all sauce elbows.

It's just that fortunately, those men are special sauce elbows, and their own young master is only slightly sauce elbows, and the degree is different.

"So the grass is there."

Chen Chen smiled a little awkwardly.

But the more he laughed, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The more he laughed, the more he felt that something was wrong.

He thought back to the process he had just made.

I carried my wife into my house and met my wife.

There's nothing wrong with it!

What's so embarrassing about that?

He sat down with a big slash, and drank from his cup, but as he sat down, he saw some strange books.

Well?

Looking at those "(ài) Hate (qíng) Hatred Two Worlds" and "Phoenix Flying in the Mountains and Rivers"

What is the condition of these books (qíng)?

Chen Chen looked suspiciously at the grass that was still blushing and tidying up his clothes and tidying up the room as if nothing had happened.

He picked up a copy and flipped through it quickly.

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After a few glances and a partial reading, Chen Chen found that the content of these books was somewhat similar to the words (qíng) he had read in his previous life, but he didn't have so many novel ideas, just wrote some stories that Chen Chen thought were very vulgar (tào) and very ordinary.

In the form of a poem, not an article.

This kind of long poem (ài) (qíng) has already appeared?

The tech and culture trees in this world are a little too fast, right?

Could it be that the Han Dynasty also has a literary form similar to Homer's epic, which uses poetry to narrate stories?

Chen Chen has never been in contact with this kind of thing for more than ten years before!

Anyway, he had never seen these things in the library of Yingchuan Academy.

Cai Yan also saw Chen Chen holding the collection of books he brought over to share with Sister Cao'er at this time, and his face turned pale.

This thing, even in the eyes of the open-minded Cai family, belongs to something with little literary value and ideological value.

It's dross that is ignored by mainstream literary themes.

Probably after the book was written, not many people read it.

Even Cai Yan came out when he was rummaging in the waste library of his own library.

Chen Chen rubbed the cover of this book and felt that this book should be some years old.

He also wanted to taste this book carefully, but he was directly taken away by Cai Yan.

"Don't look."

Cai Yan's face turned pale, she knew her father's attitude towards these books, but she didn't know what Chen Chen's attitude towards such books would be.

Will you dislike yourself for reading such a book without quality?

She didn't come into contact with many men (xìng), only her father could be used as a reference.

She originally thought that Chen Chen would return home later, and she could share with Sister Cao'er the "**" she had secretly hidden.

Unexpectedly, when I first met Chen Chen, some of my brain was down, and I forgot that these books were still in the house.

"Me, I"

Cai Yan clutched her clothes desperately, and now she wanted to tear up the book in her hand and eat it on the spot.

According to what my father once said.

"Yan'er, this kind of book can't be read, has no value, has no thoughts, it will only poison you, make you have ideas that you shouldn't have, in the future, you will marry a person of insight, and a person of insight will naturally know that this book is inappropriate, and a woman must not be disliked by her husband because of this kind of thing."

It was the first time she had discovered these books, and the consequences of being discovered by her father while flipping through them in the library with relish.

The father is a (ài) book.

Although these books seemed to him to be of no practical use, he kept them and kept them in the discarded library.

He didn't know that Xiao Caiyan, who had always been obedient and sensible, would take out these books again and hide them in the boudoir.

In Cai Yan's opinion.

Although Chen Chen's ideas are novel, he is also a person who stands up to the sky, and now he is the chief of Liu Taiyuan, so he naturally thinks the same as his father about this kind of thing.

You must know that he is not only his future husband, but also his father's closed disciple!

"Fool, what are you thinking?"

Chen Chen saw Cai Yan with a sunny face (yīn), and suddenly understood what she was worried about.

"Don't teachers like these books?"

Chen Chen took Cai Yan's little hand and asked her to sit next to (shēn), and at the same time motioned for Cao'er to come and accompany her.

Cao'er knew the young master's heart (xìng), and naturally knew that he wouldn't be angry or anything because of these things, so she didn't feel anything, but she felt that Cai Yan was a little frightened.

Cai Yan nodded aggrievedly.

"What's this?"

Chen Chen gently took the book from her hand and opened it gently.

"The phoenix is flying, and the mountains and rivers are in the mountains. The heart is happy, and the peach branch is gifted. ”

"(tǐng) Okay."

Chen Chen hugged Cai Yan.

"Little talented girls don't have to learn those things that are bound by morality and etiquette, is it okay to have their own?"

Chen Chen rubbed Cai Yan's hair indulgently.

"What's more, it's normal for you to look at these at this time."

Cai Yan still didn't look up.

"But my father has never liked to read Sima Xiangru's poems, saying that the sour and rancid smell is too strong, and men and women (qíng) (ài) are too classic."

It turns out that my father-in-law is so old-fashioned?

It's really frustrating.

"It's okay, you can hide the book with me in the future, and come and read it if you want to read it."

"I'll write some for you in the future, as long as you like it."

Chen Chen smiled lightly, looked at Cai Yan, whose face was cleared again, and looked at the sparkling star eyes in her bright eyes.

"Just think about it."

Chen Chen began to tell Cai Cai his opinion.

"In fact, the things of men (qíng) and women (ài) are not the way of sour and rancid, and the food color (xìng) is also, and there are many poems in the ancient poetry that describe the things of men (qíng) and women (ài), where is it not the right way?"

"You and I both know about Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, and the courage that (ài) (qíng) brings to people is actually more worthy of admiration."

"In the future, I will also think of ways to write more interesting and moving stories for you."

"I hope that our (ài) (qíng) can also become a beautiful thing in this world."

Chen Chen gently combed Cai Yan's long hair, extremely gentle.

If it weren't for the grass next to him, this would be a rare (qíng) peak moment in his life.

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"Men are all sauce elbows."

Cao'er complained without being salty and continued to clean up Chen Chen's room.