"If you use such words to describe me when I get out of prison, I will be beaten, you know no."

Dong Hao raised a middle finger towards the sky, turned around and bathed in the twilight, and staggered towards the home in his memory alone.

The clean and bright high-end cell was released from the prison before it was hot, which made Dong Hui, who thought that he would have to receive a few more waves of people and take a few more heads, was a little stunned.

However, no matter who lifted his ass and released Dong Hao, this is a good thing.

Dong Hao's home is not in the Dong Mansion where Dong Zhuo lives.

He is already nineteen years old, although he has not yet performed the crown salute, and he is not considered an adult, but this is not a world in the late Eastern Han Dynasty in the strict sense (funny). With the tense father-son relationship between Dong Zhuo and 'Dong Jue', it is a good thing for everyone that the two do not live together.

Speaking of which, 'Dong Hao' is not Luoyang who came with Dong Zhuo, he came even a few days earlier than Dong Zhuo. After he found the house and lived in it, he originally wanted to visit the sage and sage at the foot of the Son of Heaven to study, but before he could act, he first encountered the rebellion of the Ten Standing Servants, then Dong Zhuo's army entered the city, and then Dong Zhuo's army confronted Ding Yuanjun, making Luoyang City a mess and all kinds of soldiers and chaos.

Dong Hao stayed in prison for nearly ten days, and then Luoyang City gradually returned to its apparent calm.

With the twists and turns of memory, Dong Jue's footsteps finally stopped at a house near Guangyang Gate in the southwest of the city, the house is not big, only two entrances, for Dong Jue, who has only one old servant, it is more than enough to live.

Far away, I saw an old servant, shrunk and shivering in the cool night breeze of September.

"Childe!" Seeing Dong Hao from a distance, the old servant's voice trembled a little, and then he saw him drop the broom in his hand and rush over with an agile pace that did not match his age.

"Childe, it's really you, you're finally back. I ......"

The old servant pulled Dong Jue's arm, trembling all over his body, and couldn't say anything, but his hand dragged Dong Jue very tightly, for fear that he would become a butterfly and fly away.

"Uncle Chun, I'm back."

Dong Hao's eyes were also a little ruddy, and he hugged the old servant Uncle Chun, in his past and present lives, this is the only person in his memory who has always been by his side and treated him well.

In a word, Uncle Chun finally couldn't hold back anymore, tears instantly turned into a meandering river across his old face full of deep wrinkles, Dong Jue was grown up by him, because Dong Zhuo didn't like to see each other all these years, the two have been living a life dependent on each other, Uncle Chun has no descendants, in his eyes, Dong Jue is like his nephew.

One for one person...... An old servant, there is no one left in this bloody start.

Dong Jue wanted to look up to the sky and shout, 'Where are you, my greasy senior sister!' ’

For a long time, Uncle Chun let go of Dong Jue, and while constantly wiping his tears, he pulled Dong Jue's arm and began to chatter, "Son, you have been wronged, I can't enter the place in the prison, and I can't help but send you something to eat, so I can only go to the prison during the day and wait, and come back to the door at night to wait." I don't know if you can eat enough in it, Childe, but I've heard that the place in the prison is not a place for people, oh, I'm not saying that Childe you're not human, I mean, the conditions there are really bad, I ......"

Dong Jue patted Uncle Chun's hand, interrupted his chatter, and said softly, "Uncle Chun, I'm hungry." ”

"Yes, yes, I'm ready to eat, I'll serve it." Uncle Chun nodded hurriedly, pulled Dong Jue to the courtyard, and muttered as he walked, "Wait for me to save some money and go to the human market to buy a clever girl, the young master has grown up, and he needs a girl to serve, here in Luoyang, we have no relatives, the old servant is an old body, maybe when will I go to see the master......"

Xu is old, and Uncle Chun has a lot of words, but his concern for Dong Hao is not adulterated at all.

The night was getting darker, and Dong Hui, who couldn't move after eating a dinner of love, was lying on the bed in a daze.

The wound on his back was a little itchy after the scab scabbed, and he resisted the urge to scratch a few paws, the sourness was definitely more painful than the mouth of an addicted smoker for a day.

Regarding the future, there is no one who can discuss at the moment, although Uncle Chun is good, but he is an ordinary person, and he can't give any advice in this regard, if he discusses it, it is estimated that he will put on an old face and go to Xiangguo Mansion to ask Dong Jue for an official.

If you want a loyal old servant to beg an unreasonable father to find a stable job for yourself, Dong Jue will never allow this kind of thing.

If you want to go, Dong Jue will go by himself.

But whether to go or not, Dong Hao is very entangled in this matter, according to the temperament of 'Dong Hui', he will definitely not go, but Dong Hui is not a person who takes face very seriously, so there is no psychological burden to ask Dong Zhuo, but Dong Zhuo's puddle of water is too mixed, and it is really trapped, and it is difficult to get out.

What would happen if you didn't ask Dong Zhuo, it wouldn't work in the army, Boss Cao was still messing around in Luoyang, and he wouldn't dare to use it if he voted for him.

Vote for others, Dong Jue is not interested, he pulls people by himself, and he has no capital, so if he thinks about it, he can only vote for Dong Zhuo when he joins the army.

Could it be true to return to the old business, taking advantage of such a huge customer base of noblewomen and celebrities in the imperial capital, and exchanging physical strength for financial resources?

But if you really do this, it will be self-isolation from the world, don't want to recruit fierce generals and celebrities, unless it is really like playing a game, and make a set of women's army lineup.

Diao Chan, Zhu Rong, Cai Wenji, Zhen Mi, Yueying, Zhang Xingcai, Guan Yinping, Daxiao Qiao, Sun Shangxiang、......

Dong Hao's brain suddenly twitched, if there is really such a lineup, is it possible to penetrate Wei Shuwu in the game, is it possible......

In this world, I don't know if these women and heroines will be able to fight like in the game, Dong Jue has not been in contact with it, so he doesn't dare to jump to conclusions, but now is not the time to dream of.

couldn't think of a way out, Dong Jue finally decided to go to Dong Zhuo tomorrow to admit his mistakes, as long as he could get an official and a half-position, everything would be OK with an appointment. Anyway, if something really happened, he would definitely stay away.

'Dong Zhuo, Dong Zhuo, no matter what your impression of 'me' was before, and no matter what fate you will have in the future. At least for less than five months between now and next February, before you are beaten by the princes of the 18th Route of Kanto, you can be my support.

'Even if you don't treat me again, even if I hate you again, in the eyes of outsiders, my surname is Dong after all. ’

made a decision, Dong Jue closed his eyes and soon entered the dream.

In fact, there is one thing that Dong Hao does not have a clear understanding - whether he is Dong Hui or 'Dong Hui', in his heart, he does not put Dong Zhuo in the position of a father.

This has to be said to be a sadness, but who cares.

Dong Zhuo? He didn't care even more.

Dong Zhuo's son is the same whether he has or not, Dong Zhuo is now on his way to the palace, he plans to have a good talk with the beauties in the palace tonight, and see who is interested in making an appointment.

Of course, this interest is talking about Dong Zhuo, and the other party's feelings are not within his consideration.