Drinking makes trouble?

Early the next morning, when he woke up from Chunnuang Pavilion and looked at the woman in front of him who was arranging her clothes as if nothing had happened, Chen Mo wanted to blame the wine, but he knew very well that although it had something to do with the wine, his consciousness was very clear last night.

Yes, but...

Chen Mo didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

"Young master, are you awake?" The woman seemed to be aware of something. She turned to look at Chen Mo and smiled sweetly when she saw that he had woken up.

"Cough~" Chen Mo coughed, turned his gaze away from the woman, and said slightly embarrassed: "Sister, can you step aside first?"

The woman looked at Chen Mo's embarrassed expression, giggled, and thoughtfully helped Chen Mo place his clothes in front of the couch, then bowed and left.

It wasn't until the woman left that Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, put on his clothes slowly, and opened the window.

Chun Nuan Pavilion is not located in a busy city. Chen Mo opened the window and saw that the street outside was a bit cold. Occasionally, there were pedestrians passing by, mostly scholars.

Looking at the street scene outside the window, Chen Mo's somewhat disturbed mood gradually calmed down. He now understood why those scholars always liked to go to brothels. The celebrities were so romantic.

"Good brother!" The door was pushed open and Cao Cao strode in. When he saw Chen Mo, he winked and said, "How was yesterday?"

"My mentor strictly prohibited me from entering the brothel before. It seems to be not unreasonable." Chen Mo held his hand on the window edge, shook his head and sighed: "It is indeed easy to lose a man's spirit in a place like this."

"It is inevitable that Ziyuan has his concerns, but this brothel is not as unbearable as you imagined. If it weren't for your talent last night, do you think that sister-in-law would be so easy to get along with you?" Cao Cao sat on the seat and took a sip.

Shuidao: "But my dear brother, his talent and demeanor last night were indeed heart-breaking."

Although Chen Mo drank too much, he would not break the film. He probably remembered what happened last night. Although he did not make any radical remarks after drinking too much, he was extraordinarily open-minded and more uninhibited and bold. After he sobered up,

Thinking of myself last night, I really had the urge to hide my face and run away. Was that really me?

"Where's Da Lang?" Thinking of what happened last night, Chen Mo blushed a little and quickly changed the subject.

"I arranged for him to rest. It's time for him to wake up at this time." Cao Cao said with a smile.

"Brother Meng De has spent a lot of money on this." Chen Mo stood up and saluted Cao Cao. He was the one who benefited the most from this gathering, but it was Cao Cao who paid for the banquet. Chen Mo felt somewhat indebted.

"For me, it's just a piece of cake." Cao Cao said with a smile, just like Chen Mo didn't think it was a big deal to memorize a book with ten thousand words in three to five days. Although the cost of Chun Nuan Pavilion was large, to Cao Cao, it was like a drop in the bucket.

Never cared about it at all.

Yuan Shao and others had already left. Cao Cao and Chen Mo said goodbye to each other after having breakfast in Chun Nuan Pavilion. Although Chun Nuan Pavilion was good, it was not a place to stay for a long time.

On the way home, Chen Mo and Dalang didn't talk. Chen Mo found that his luck had increased a lot. Chen Mo was studying this. Generally speaking, knowing celebrities will not increase your luck. Only if the other person is willing to make friends with you, your luck will increase.

It will change as the other party's attitude changes.

As for Dalang, after leaving Chunnuan Pavilion, he returned to his indifferent appearance.

The increase in luck does not mean the increase in destiny. Last night, Chen Mo saw the destiny numbers of Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu. One was 88 and the other was 89. In comparison, Cao Cao's destiny of 83 was a bit low.

As for Deng Yun, Wang Jing and Shi Sun Rui, their numbers are relatively low. Their fortunes of more than sixty are not much better than Chen Mo.

When we returned to Zang Mansion, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

"The young master is back!" Juan'er saw the two of them and quickly stood up to greet them, helping Chen Mo take off his robe.

"Why is Juan'er so tired?" Chen Mo asked, looking at Juan'er's tired face.

"Juan'er waited for the young master all night last night without any rest." The steward on the side sighed. It was a good thing that Chen Mo could go out to attend the banquet. It was very common in Luoyang city to stay up all night, but this girl was a deadbeat.

If Chen Mo didn't come back, she wouldn't rest. After several attempts to persuade her to no avail, the manager gave up.

"Silly girl." Chen Mo rubbed Juan'er's hair, feeling a little distressed: "If I don't come home too late from now on, I can just go and rest on my own."

Chen Mo didn't quite understand it before, but now he gradually understands that there are many times when scholars stay up all night to communicate and socialize.

"My maid is worried that no one will take care of the young master when he comes back." Juaner lowered her eyebrows and said.

"Go to sleep now." Chen Mo took the robe from Juan'er's arms and pointed in the direction of the wing.

"But..." Juan'er wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chen Mo.

"Go and have a rest, otherwise I won't take you with me when I go out in the afternoon." Chen Mo said truthfully.

"Oh~" Juan'er's eyes lit up when she heard this, she saluted Chen Mo, turned around and walked towards the side room, walked a few steps and then stopped, turned back, took the robe from Chen Mo's hand, saluted Chen Mo again, and then

Turn around and leave quickly.

"This girl~" Chen Mo looked at Juan'er's stumbling back, shook his head and laughed.

In the days that followed, Chen Mo resumed his previous life. He went to Taiyuan University less often. Yuan Shao and Cao Cao would invite him to have banquets with them from time to time. Chen Mo did not refuse such things, but he rarely visited them again.

Although the feeling of staying in a brothel makes people nostalgic, just thinking that those women and many others are like this, even if they have a choice, Chen Mo still feels rejected in his heart.

To put it simply, Chen Mo has some mysophobia. It is enough to experience this kind of thing once. If he experiences it more often, he is afraid that he will be like those drunken scholars who are addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves. In this life, women are just embellishments and have to do something.

Only by achieving these achievements will his trip to this world be worthwhile. This is probably what Chen Mo was thinking at this time.

There has been little improvement in his official career for the time being, but Chen Mo is not in a hurry, and treats people as before. He does not feel that he is superior to others if he gets to know Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu and others. The three religions and nine streams in Luoyang are countless times more complicated and interesting than Dangli.

Times, Chen Mo would try and experience some new things, but he would never indulge in them. What made him miss the most was the chess stall. He would visit it every now and then to watch a group of old people playing games.

The confrontation in the world and the contest of wisdom made Chen Mo more addicted than the mere transcendence and enjoyment of the body.

Playing chess would still result in a loss, even if the opponent changed. He could see that, in this small pavilion, none of the old men who came to play chess were simple, and all of them had frighteningly high fortunes.

Time passed by in June quietly. On this day, Chen Mo and Juan'er were playing chess with the old man. When they saw Cao Cao coming with a few people, he called out from a distance: "Brother... uh

, Mr. Lu is also here?"
Chapter completed!