Seeing that he was losing face, Cui Qian'an had planned to go back home together, but now he had to make an excuse:

"We have guests arriving at home, so Qian'an will go ahead."

Then he left the book boy behind, galloped his horse, passed the carriage with his head held high, and returned to Daozhengfang ahead of schedule.

Du Qingchuan pointed at Cui Qian'an's retreating back, laughing, ignoring the book boy beside him, and turned to Chen Yanjun and said:

"Dad Chen, you will be my biological father from now on. Even if you don't marry my mother, you will still be my father!"

When Chen Yanjun heard this, he thought that this was not something he wanted to say, so he quickly said seriously:

"Marry, you must marry!"

The reason why he decided not to wear a boy's clothes to see the prison officer was firstly because of Cui Qian'an's provocation, and secondly because of his own aura.

The reason why Chen Yanjun loves the culture of the Tang Dynasty is because the people of the Tang Dynasty are simple, straightforward, free and unrestrained. What they love is that they go out with their heads up and laugh. How can we be Penghao people? This is a kind of cultural self-confidence.

Especially after entering the third realm of nourishing qi and reaching the pinnacle of physical skills, this kind of straightforwardness has been integrated into his blood.

Don't stick to trivial matters and do not lose justice, this is the way he conducts himself after time travel.

Especially after seeing what happened to Liu Juzheng, he became even more convinced of this.

In the carriage, Cui Yourong blushed to the base of his ears.

Qiuzao Qingmei frowned slightly.

"Men know how to compete for face... However, Chen Yanjun has really changed, so much so that I don't think there is any problem in wearing a school uniform."

Cui Yourong said softly:

"Let him go. He's not the Cui family's son-in-law. As long as a man behaves upright and has a clear conscience, that's fine."

…

Entered Daozhengfang.

The new acre of land in the Xianwu era was not much different from the one acre of land in Chen Yanjun’s previous life.

The area of ​​a square in the inner city of Chang'an ranges from about 700 acres to more than a thousand acres. There are usually hundreds of households living in the square, which is equivalent to a community.

Daozhengfang covers an area of ​​nearly a thousand acres, but there are only twelve mansions in it.

In addition to roads, racecourses, ponds, small forests and other public lands, the Cui Mansion exclusively occupies a hundred acres of land, which is a hundred times the size of Cui's house in Nanxianfang.

The main entrance of Cui Mansion is extremely tall and solemn.

Standing face to face with the Zheng Mansion across the street, it completely outshone the other ten mansions in the square.

When the servants saw Cui Yourong and his family returning home, they immediately saluted.

"The second lady is back... I will call the second lady now."

Chen Yanjun and his party of four dismounted and the carriage was led to the stables by a servant.

Only then did Chen Yanjun see clearly the lady's elegant appearance.

Wearing a well-cut blue skirt, a goose-yellow shawl is draped over the shoulders, and the chest is covered with a semi-transparent gauze cover.

The body posture is solemn and dignified, but it cannot conceal the beautiful face and beautiful temples, and the fragrance has filled the road.

Her eyebrows are as dark as the distant mountains, her lips are like cinnabar but not dotted, her skin is like white snow, her waist is like a bunch of plain cloth, as bright as the red clouds rising in the sun, and as bright as the red clouds of a lotus.

The beauty of the prosperous Tang Dynasty can be seen clearly.

Compared with most noble ladies of the Tang Dynasty, Madam's dress is a bit conservative.

However, Chen Yanjun likes this looming feeling.

With Madam's mind, if she wears a flat collar...he will suffer a big loss.

The lady is dressed up and looks majestic.

However, Chen Yanjun felt that his magnanimity was incomparable to the world, his handsomeness was extraordinary, and he was not at a disadvantage.

Even seeing some uneasiness on Madam's eyebrows, he consoled her:

"I'm just going back to my parents' home. Madam, don't be nervous."

On the side, Qiu Zhuo said with a cold face:

"Shouldn't you be the one who's nervous?"

Chen Yanjunhao suddenly became angry, shook his head and smiled.

"After purifying my marrow and entering the third realm, I no longer feel nervous emotions, and life inevitably loses some fun."

Qiuzao:

"..."

Cui Yourong covered his mouth and laughed and didn't say anything.

Qiu Zhuo thought for a while and reminded:

"Although my grandpa loves me, my status in the clan is not high. You need to be careful in your words and deeds when you enter the Cui Mansion."

Chen Yanjun nodded.

"It's natural."

Du Qingchuan had a sullen face and suppressed a smile. Based on his observations over the past few days, Brother Chen, who is so talented in poetry, must be a dissolute person... How can a real man be careful about his words and deeds?

"We have to go visit our parents first."

Cui Yourong said.

Chen Yanjun's face froze. This was the first time he met his parents-in-law, and he realized that he was not thinking carefully.

“How can I meet my parents-in-law with nothing?”

Parents-in-law... Cui Yourong lowered his head and said softly:

"I've prepared gifts."

Chen Yanjun thought for a while, and his heart suddenly opened up.

"When I first met my father-in-law and mother-in-law, how could the gift from my wife be regarded as Chen's gift? The two elders must have noticed it at a glance. I didn't think it through well this time. Fortunately, it will be common in the future. When I first met empty-handed, Chen will definitely apologize. Next

Next time I will personally prepare a generous gift."

Cui Yourong smiled slightly, guessing that the young master had made up his mind not to be the Cui family's son-in-law.

"That's fine."

Qiu Zhuo rolled her eyes at him and thought: This is the first time I see my father-in-law and mother-in-law empty-handed. Are you sure there will be a next time?

But for some reason, seeing Chen Yanjun's frank look on his face, he seemed extra sure.

While the four of them were chatting, a middle-aged woman with good looks came out with two maids to greet everyone.

When I saw Qingchuan and Qiu Zhuo, I jumped towards them excitedly.

"Oh, my good granddaughter and grandson!"

Chen Yanjun was slightly startled, he was obviously his grandson or granddaughter.

Madam’s ex-husband is really miserable, and the Du family doesn’t dare to get involved in any family affairs...

The middle-aged woman didn't even say hello to her daughter. She called her grandchildren and kissed them fiercely. She even held her granddaughter in her arms without letting go.

It is evident that the people of the Tang Dynasty were tough.

Chen Yanjun looked carefully.

The middle-aged woman's facial features are somewhat similar to Mrs. Cui's, but she is slightly older, but her face is still pretty and her charm is still there.

Wearing a thin and bare-breasted yellow skirt, it looked white and swaying, showing the style of the Tang Dynasty, making it difficult for Chen Yanjun to look at it.

But in fact, this was the standard dress for ladies in the Tang Dynasty.

People in the Tang Dynasty have long been accustomed to it, and only a good young man like Chen Yanjun in the 21st century would be shy.

After checking the memories of the original owner, Chen Yanjun suddenly realized that his future mother-in-law was actually a princess from the previous generation.

The princess's name is Li Lanxiang. Although she does not have a title, she is tough and strong, and her royal power is not lost. Even though she is only at the ninth level, she still has some status in the Cui family.

"Oh, Qiuzao has grown taller again. By next year, she may be as tall as your aunt."

When Qiu Zhuo heard this, his eyes flashed slightly and he became a little cautious.

Obviously, her grandma's words were very useful to her.

"Grandma, you haven't said hello to mother yet!"

Li Lanxiang then turned around and rolled her eyes at Cui Yourong.

"Look at what you're wearing, you look like a fairy. You compare to your daughter and your own mother. What woman would be willing to say hello to you?"

Cui Youren blushed, shook his head and sighed:

"Mom, why are you still acting like a child?"

Immediately, he introduced to his mother:
To be continued...