Putting aside Dong Zhuo's side for the time being, just say that the army returned to the dynasty and returned to Luoyang City, even if Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun asked to face the saint, as for Sun Jian and others, they were not enough!

Simply, Sun Ce and the others settled down in the inn in Luoyang City! As for Cao Cao, he returned to Cao's Mansion and reported to his father what he had seen and heard on this trip!

"Father, this trip, the child got to know a character!" Cao Cao said.

"Oh?" Cao Cao's father, Cao Song, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "There are not many people who can be called a character by you, tell me about my father, who is this person and what is so special?" ”

"This person's name is Sun Ce, from Jiangdong ......" Immediately, Cao Cao told Cao Song everything he had seen and heard.

"Well, listening to you, this person has a bit of a strategy, but this can't be called a character, right? If you were you, you should be able to do it too! Cao Song nodded slightly, but there was a slight suspicion in his tone.

"The most important thing is that the child hasn't said it yet." Cao Cao said in a deep voice, "This person is only nine years old!" ”

"What?!" Hearing this, Cao Song was not calm! Nine-year-old, what can a nine-year-old do? No matter how powerful he is, he is just a little child, but listening to Cao Cao's description just now, he doesn't look like a nine-year-old child at all!

"That's right, the child has confirmed that this person is only nine years old, but his speech is no different from that of an adult!" Cao Cao reaffirmed what he had just said.

"Befriend him more, this person may be a big help for you in the future!" After a moment of silence, Cao Song spoke, "You must not have a bad relationship with it!" ”

"Hmmm! That's what the kids think! Cao Cao nodded.

"Okay, you go down and rest first, and wait for news for the rest!" Cao Song waved his hand and drove Cao Cao out of his room. After Cao Cao left, Cao Song's tightly knit brows suddenly expanded, and then the corners of his mouth rose, and his eyes flashed, as if he was thinking of something.

……

In Luoyang City, Sun Ce was idle in the inn, so he wandered around the street alone.

"Here we go! Here we go! Let's hurry over! While Sun Ce was wandering around, a group of people suddenly rushed in from behind him, and those people were trotting and muttering these things in their mouths.

"What's that?" Sun Ce frowned, his curiosity had been aroused! So he also took a step and walked towards the place where the crowd had gathered.

Walking closer, Sun Ce found that it was a large courtyard, and the plaque at the door read "Guanju Garden".

What's going on?

Sun Ce was a little puzzled, after entering, looking around, Sun Ce found that the people around him seemed to be scholars! But Sun Ce can easily see that these people here, all white-faced Confucian crowns, seem to be scholarly, but in fact, they only know the wind and snow!

"Welcome to Guanju Garden! The annual chrysanthemum poetry party has started again! Next, I would like to invite the organizer of this poetry meeting, Cai Yan, Miss Cai! "The person who spoke seemed to be the owner of this Guanju Garden.

"Oh?" Hearing the name Cai Yan, Sun Ce couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this Cai Yan should be just a little girl about ten years old now, right? She's the host?

Sun Ce's conjecture didn't last for a while, and soon a handsome little girl came from the stage! I saw that he was wearing a light green robe, with a string of pearls hanging around his neck, his face was extremely white and tender, as if he could drip water, his eyes flowed, and his eyebrows were slender. Although she is still just a girl, she is also a beauty!

Even Sun Ce was used to seeing Zhang Ning's beauty, but he was really shocked. The beauty between the two is different, Zhang Ning's eyebrows are mostly mature, and it seems that everything has been seen through, but Cai Yan is different, Cai Yan's face is childish, and she is completely an innocent girl!

And beside Cai Yan, followed by a thin scholar! Thin, this adjective is no longer enough to describe the appearance of this scholar, as if a gust of wind can blow it into the sky!

Don't think about it, Sun Ce knows who this person is, naturally it is Cai Yan's fiancé, that sick man, Wei Zhongdao!

"Brother Zhongdao, come on!" Cai Yan said to Wei Zhongdao beside him.

"Good!" Wei Zhongdao smiled slightly, stepped forward, and began his opening remarks, "The annual chrysanthemum poetry meeting is here again, thanks to Cai Yan's sister's favor, this poetry meeting will be presided over by my Wei Zhongdao!" The rules are still the same as before, everyone can write a poem about chrysanthemums, and then recite it in public, until the end of the poetry meeting, we all select the best work together, and you can win the crown of the king of poetry! ”

And such a poetry club?

Sun Ce really didn't know what to say, it seemed that the Yellow Turban Rebellion had no effect on these people at all!

"Since you are presiding over this poetry meeting, then I, Wei Zhongdao, will come to throw bricks and lead the jade! This is a poem that I just came up with, and I invite you to enjoy it! As he spoke, Wei Zhongdao began to slowly recite the poems he had written, "Spring is full of colorful clothes, and Lan enters the spring dream." The autumn white is far away, and the chrysanthemum is cold and dewy. ”

"Good!" As soon as Wei Zhongdao's words fell, a crowd of people applauded, and the people below also talked about it, and Cai Yan on the stage also looked at Wei Zhongdao with big eyes flickering, with a look of adoration on his face.

"It's so well written! How can we be embarrassed? ”

"It seems that this year's poet king may be Wei Zhongdao again!"

"But no, look at it, Chunlan Qiuju, this is a hidden poem!"

"Hey, a genius is a genius, it's really amazing!"

……

"Boring, boring, pathetic, lamentable!" Sun Ce shook his head, sighed softly, turned around and wanted to leave. The level of such a poetry club is too low, right? originally thought that with Cai Yan, a talented woman, how could he hear some gorgeous poems, but now it seems that he really thinks too much! Wei Zhongdao made such a poem, and he could win a full house! In the future, this is just a limerick poem, maybe you can't even talk about the game, search for hidden poems on the Internet, and the computer can make a bunch of them for you!

Now, Sun Ce just wants to understand one question, is this Cai Yan really the talented girl Cai Yan and Cai Wenji that everyone will know in later generations?

Sun Ce's sigh was not big, but it was not small, but it happened to be heard by Cai Yan on the stage! Immediately, Cai Yan was not happy, how could the poetry meeting he held be evaluated like this?

Immediately, Cai Yan took a step forward and directly stopped Sun Ce: "You! Stop me! ”