Cai Yong can be said to be the most famous Confucian in the late Eastern Han Dynasty except for Zheng Xuan, and because he was the emperor, among the people of the world, his reputation is even better than Zheng Xuan.

As soon as he went out, Dong Zhuo saw a group of people crowding more than half a hundred people a year, and the noise was unusual.

"Uncle has come from afar, Zhuo has never been far away, forgive sins." With a loud laugh, Dong Zhuo strode up.

Along the way, Cai Yong has never stopped, socializing with the people around him, but he has not forgotten to pay attention to his surroundings, as soon as Dong Zhuo appeared, he found out, and when Dong Zhuo spoke, he hurriedly put aside the people around him, and said with a smile: "Xiangguo works for the country, Cai Yong is white, how dare he have Lao Xiangguo." ”

"Sir, I praised it." Staring at Cai Yong's eyes fixedly, Dong Zhuo could feel the sincerity in it, and suddenly grinned: "When Zhuo invited Mr., he had invited Mr. to sacrifice wine in the army, how could Mr. be white?" Mr. Zhuo was invited to come, Zhuo did not greet him, but Zhuo was rude, come, please inside, Mr. Zhuo received the wind. ”

The two were in front of the door, talking and laughing, Cai Yong's performance, not only Dong Zhuo was surprised, but even the group of literati who followed were dumbfounded, in their minds, Cai Yong, the world-famous Confucian, shouldn't he point to Dong Zhuo's nose and scold at this time?

Although Dong Zhuo was puzzled, his face did not show it at all, while letting the housekeeper prepare the banquet, while leading Cai Yong into the house, as for those who followed, Dong Zhuo didn't bother to care about them at all, who he loved.

"Mr. first came, presumably there is no place to live, next to Zhuo's mansion, there is an empty house, if Mr. is not too shabby, please settle here temporarily, and in the future, Zhuo Ding will find a good place for Mr. to live, how about it?" The banquet was very fast, just a short cup of tea, and it was already on the table one after another, and after laughing heartily, Dong Zhuo raised a drink in the direction of Cai Yong to invite him.

"Although Yong has a thin family, but he has moved several times over the years, the mansion in the capital has long been ancient, and he loves the country, how dare he not accept it?" Cai Yong got up and accepted it very indifferently.

Seeing this, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but smile even brighter, the mansion he said was originally the residence of his younger brother Dong Min, this time for Cai Yong, Dong Zhuo made a big deal: "Hahaha, okay, come on, drink, drink." ”

On the same day, the guests and hosts were very happy, Dong Zhuo and Cai Yong talked for a long time, and they also talked a lot, of course, more often, it was Dong Zhuo who was talking, and Cai Yong just smiled lightly.

Cai Yong's arrival set off a cloud surge in Luoyang City, and this surge became even more turbulent in the following day.

The next morning, Dong Zhuo on the table to play, officially appointed Cai Yong as the sacrificial wine, the day passed noon, Dong Zhuo and the right to use the country, promote Cai Yong to the imperial history, soon after, and then move the book. Three moves a day, while moving Cai Yong, also spread the name of Dong Zhuo's love of talent to the world.

"Father-in-law, Cai Yong's side, I have arranged manpower, but if there is a rumor, I can pass it back." In the evening, Li Ru hurried over and reported to Dong Zhuo.

"Okay, let them be cautious, from now on, they are the servants and servants of the Cai Mansion, and everything is in the interests of the Cai Mansion, and they must not be exposed unless they have to." His expression was gloomy, where was there a trace of joy on Dong Zhuo's face at this time? Cai Yong came too easily, not to mention that he Dong Zhuo can't do it, even if it is someone else, I'm afraid that there are few people who are willing to believe it, otherwise, just today's "three moves a day" has already deeply branded a Dong character on Cai Yong, those literati who boast of being extraordinary, which one will still flock to him? Didn't you see Li Ru and Jia Xu who were under Dong Zhuo's account, they had already been scolded by these so-called "scholars".

"Yes." Nodding, Li Ru agreed, and then spoke again: "Confucianism is puzzled, since my father-in-law has doubts, why don't you expel him from Beijing?" Although Cai Yong is famous all over the world, he is just a scribe, is it worth his father-in-law to do this? ”

"Value." Dong Zhuo affirmed: "Not to mention his fame, just the identity of a great Confucian is worth it." As he spoke, Dong Zhuo suddenly sighed: "For example, today's scholars are basically in the hands of the family, and one day, we will inevitably confront these families, and at that time, won't we have no one available?" ”

"Cai Yong is here, although he must have ideas, but as long as it does not harm our interests, everything is negotiable, and we can also use his fame to recruit the children of the poor families in the world, although the power of the family is very large, but these children of the poor families should not be underestimated, you know, 'Since ancient times, hardships have produced heroes, and there have never been young great men'!" Dong Zhuo said, sighing.

"Since ancient times, hardships have produced heroes?" Li Ru muttered softly, his eyes became brighter and brighter, his eyes looking at Dong Zhuo were full of heat, and a touch of shock quickly crossed his heart: Is this still the old and rough Dong Zhuo?

It's a pity that Dong Zhuo was immersed in his "small world" at this time, and he didn't notice Li Ru's reaction at all, otherwise, he wouldn't know what he would be ashamed of.

The night is getting deeper, but Dong Zhuo doesn't have the slightest sleepiness on his face, when did Li Ru leave, he doesn't know, at this time, his mind is still full of those "talents" and has not turned around, thinking of the children of the poor family, the first thing Dong Zhuo thinks of is Guo Jia.

"Guo Fengxiao was born with a million soldiers in his chest." It's not just as simple as talking, Guo Jiazhi's talent, there are only a few people in the world who can compete with him. Thinking of Guo Jia, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but think of Xi Zhicai, this person who is also famous, when Cao Cao just came out, he went to the past, worked hard, and laid a solid foundation for the take-off of Cao Cao's power.

Of course, not only the two of them, but many, many more, but most of them live in the shadow of the family, and they will not get a chance to get ahead at all.

"Now that Luoyang is stable, those who should run and those who shouldn't run have also run, and in a few months, the alliance that crusaded against me should be established, right?" With loneliness in his eyes, Dong Zhuo muttered to himself in his heart, until now, there is a gap in his heart that is difficult to erase, even if he is in his twenties, it seems that even the black pot is indispensable, thinking of this, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but laugh a little self-deprecatingly.

"There are too few people available in my hands, once the alliance starts, if I want to recruit people, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult, and it's time to get some people back......" After a long sigh, Dong Zhuo seemed to be talking to himself, and his deep voice suddenly sounded, and it was heard in the empty room for a long, long time.