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The crisis has passed, and Luoyang City has once again resumed its former bustle.

Especially after the Yuan reform, the emperor remarked on meritorious deeds and rewards, and many people were promoted and made fortunes, which caused the prosperity of Luoyang city.

It is already winter and the New Year is approaching. Many officials and children from aristocratic families gather in the city to fight for beauty, which has contributed to the atmosphere.

If you just look at it, it still looks like a flourishing age.

After entering the city, Liu Quan was obviously more cautious.

This Luoyang city is a place where high-ranking officials and dignitaries gather. Maybe a pedestrian who accidentally bumped into has a big background behind him.

The position of the Central Marquis of the Northern Army is still a bit low. Although he has real power, he is really not ranked.

The carriage turned into a small alley and soon drove into a courtyard.

Before leaving the carriage, Qi Ji heard a rustling voice, and faintly heard a female voice saying "The sons are here."

Soon, Liu Quan opened the door of the carriage and smiled and said to them: "Three sons, we are home."

Qi Ji took Liu Cong out of the carriage, and first saw several maids standing around him. After looking around for a week, he understood the pattern of this place.

Living in Luoyang is not easy, and Liu Biao, as a Northern Army prince, can only afford to live in such a small courtyard.

There are two rows of houses at the front and back. There is a small courtyard in the middle with side walls and no pavilions. There is a practice field in the small courtyard with weapons. In this cramped courtyard, it seems a little out of place.

Qi Ji hugged Liu Cong and got out of the car, then looked back and helped Liu Qi down.

"I have seen three young masters." Several maids saluteed.

"You are welcome." Qi Ji raised his arm slightly to let them exempt.

Liu Quan waved his hand, his own maidservants got on the carriage to take the gift, and then a small servant came to drive the carriage away.

"Is the master at home?" Liu Quan asked a maid.

"Yes, today is a day off, the master is in the study." The maid replied.

Liu Quan waved his hand to let the maid leave, and said to Xiang Qiji: "Lord, I will take you to see the master."

...

In the study, Liu Biao was sitting in a precarious manner, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand. He seemed to be reading, but he hadn't moved for a long time.

His mind is long gone in the book.

Knowing that the three sons will arrive today, he deliberately chose to take a break today, just to see his son for the first time.

Starting from Gaoping's hometown at the beginning of the year, he came to Luoyang from his hometown after nine deaths. He joined the General's Mansion and became a member of the Northern Army after the war. Nearly a year later, he missed his sons a bit.

Especially the youngest son, who was less than four years old when they left, and lost their mother early. Even if they know that they are safe in their hometown, they will inevitably worry about them.

When the carriage entered the small courtyard, Liu Biao knew that in order to maintain his father's majesty, he did not choose to come out, but waited here quietly.

Finally, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, the three sons are here." Liu Quan's voice sounded.

"Come in!" Liu Biao pretended to be calm.

When the door opened, Liu Biao saw the three boys who were introduced into the study by Liu Quan and felt a little excited.

...

Qi Ji looked at Liu Biao, and his heart moved slightly.

There is an image of Liu Biao in my memory, but I still feel a little emotional when I see it in person.

He also has a father.

"Meet your father." Qi Ji led the two younger brothers and bowed to Liu Biao.

"Well, get up." Liu Biao said lightly, "Is my family alright after these days for my father?"

What he said was mainly to ask strange tricks-Liu Qi and Liu Cong are too young to know anything.

"It's all good. At first, the Yellow Turban thieves were very strong, and everyone was very worried. Fortunately, they did not come to the village. Later, I heard that the Yellow Turban thieves were suppressed." Qi Ji said, "The old family is very good, and the elders are very good. Take care of our brother."

"That's good." Liu Biao nodded.

After saying this, he didn't know what to say, and the scene suddenly became cold.

He is a Confucian scholar, believes in a strict father and a loving mother, and always wants to maintain his father's majesty in front of his children.I want to be close to my children, but I don't know what to do.

Qi Ji immediately noticed it, and said to Liu Cong: "Die Cong, don't you miss your father very much? Let him have a good look. Brother Qi, you too."

Liu Cong looked at his eldest brother and then at his father. Seeing that his father had no objection, he walked carefully behind the desk and suddenly threw himself on Liu Biao's lap, crying, "Daddy, I miss you."

Liu Qi also had red eyes and stood on the side without speaking.

Liu Biao was stunned for a moment, and finally raised his hand and stroked the youngest son's back: "Don't be afraid, Daddy is here!"

The atmosphere finally eased, and Liu Cong was finally no longer afraid, and excitedly told Liu Biao about some interesting things at home.He was young, but he didn't know the people in his hometown had walked in front of the ghost gate.

Liu Biao also smiled, talking to the brothers Liu Qi and Liu Cong.

He just passed the year, in the age of strange life, many people at this age are still like a small child, but in this world, he is already the father of three children, and he has taken care of it early. The pressure of life.

"Master, there's another happy event," Liu Quan said, seeing Liu Biao's interest, "On the way here, just this morning, the young master has made a breakthrough, and he can already release his consciousness and enter the state of concentration."

"Oh, isn't it?" Liu Biao looked at Qi Ji and nodded when he saw Qi Ji. "It was a few years earlier than expected for his father. It seems that you have made a lot of progress this year."

"Reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles." Qi Ji said, "I only studied books before, this time I came to Luoyang, and I saw great rivers and mountains all the way, open-minded, and have feelings. Only then can I advance."

"Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles." Liu Biao repeated, "Okay, this is a good point. This is your perception, you must keep it in your heart."

"Baby took it down." The odd plan replied.

"Liu Quan, you first take Qi'er and Cong'er to settle down, prepare to eat, and I will talk with Kun'er." Liu Biao handed Liu Qi and Liu Cong to Liu Quan's hands and ordered.

"Yes, sir." Liu Quan replied, taking the reluctant two to go out.

"It seems that this year's experience has made you a lot more mature and calm." After Liu Quan went out, Liu Biao said, looking at the odd plan, "But even if you concentrate, you can't be proud."

"You are only twelve years old. You met Luoyang Ling Zhou Yi a few days ago for your father. His second son, Zhou Yu, was eight years old. Yang Xiu, the grandson of the former Taiwei Yang Ci, was also eight years old. From this point of view, and Before the crown, it is possible to transform into a divine consciousness. In comparison, you are still far behind!"

"My child knows, I must encourage myself." Qi Ji said.

He didn't expect that when he came to the Three Kingdoms and saw his father Liu Biao, the first name he heard was Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu, the governor of the Eastern Wu, Cao Cao, a generation of heroes in Chibi, was broken in his hands; Yang Xiu, Cao Cao's mastermind, was good at trying to figure out people's hearts, but eventually died here.