As the Wei family left, the families looked at each other, but turned into a sigh.

It was Cai Yan. At this time, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Mo Feng and the collection of poems in his hand, then stood up and bowed, and said in surprise: "Young Master Mo, is the collection of poems in your hand?"

"That's right, I'm doing random things when I'm free." Mo Feng smiled. This collection of poems contains excellent poems in various styles of poetry, songs, and of course the creator has been changed to himself by Mo Feng's thick-skinned face.

"Hu, do it randomly?" Cai Yan's beautiful eyes opened. There are probably hundreds of books like this thick one? Even if he does it randomly, isn't it ordinary?

"The little girl has a little research on poetry collections. I wonder if Mr. Mo can borrow these poetry collections from the little girl to read them?" Cai Yan asked, Cai Yan has been proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and her father Cai Yong is a master of poetry and music, and is admired by the world.

"It's okay!" Mo Feng took two steps forward and handed over.

Cai Yong looked sideways, and then the corners of his father and daughter's mouths began to twitch.

One article, two articles, ten articles, and thirty articles, the faster they were, and the shock in their eyes was even more serious.

Later, Cai Yong even pulled the collection of poems directly in front of him, and his beard trembled and said, "This is not a nonsense, it is simply... it is a masterpiece!"

After saying that, Cai Yong bowed his hand to Mo Feng and then said solemnly: "My talent is really amazing. How many people can write such poems in ancient and modern times."

"Uh, this!!!"

Everyone around looked at each other because Cai Yong was rarely so moved. He studied poetry, songs and music throughout his life and said that he was the first person in the dynasty. Even if he had never been like this when he heard that he was drinking before, he was not like this. However, at this time he gave such a great tribute to Mo Feng, wouldn't it mean that the hundreds of poems were real?

Yes, if that's the case, that would be too scary, right?

Isn’t it said that Mo Feng’s talent is enough to be comparable to or even surpass the ancient sages? Qu Yuan, Sima Xiangru cannot even compare with him?

Mo Feng's old face turned red. After all, these were not real goods of his own. Then he coughed lightly and said, "Hey~ Lord Cai praised it. These poems were just figured out when he was free and were not worth mentioning."

"Mr. Mo is too humble. If these are not worth mentioning, how dare I claim to be a master of poetry and painting? It's really a shame!" Cai Yong shook his head helplessly, but he saw Mo Feng's expression more appreciating.

Cai Yong has always been honest and honest, so he offended the Ten General Attendants and many ministers many times. He was even exiled to the frontier for more than ten years in his early years. If it weren't for the protection of many friends, he would have long been a dead bone outside the frontier!

Mo Feng smiled slightly, but did not respond. He naturally knew what kind of uproar would cause when taking out all the masterpieces of all the talents in China for two thousand years. It is no exaggeration to say that after today's world gathers, he would not have to do anything at all. Cai Yong would lift it to an incomparable position.

It is even said that the attainments in poetry can be directly comparable to Zheng Xuan's attainments in Confucianism. You should know that the latter has been studying Confucianism for decades.

At the beginning, Wang Yun's eyes flashed, and he immediately pressed his hands and smiled: "Everyone, today is a grand event in Luoyang. How can we not enjoy singing and dancing?"

As he said that, Wang Yun clapped his palms.

I saw several beautiful figures slowly approaching not far away. Four were dancers, dressed the same clothes and had a good look, but there was nothing surprising. However, a woman's skirt sleeve in the middle was slightly covered, but just her smart and beautiful eyes made everyone in the venue breathe rapidly.

The lotus steps moved slightly. When the latter came to everyone, Mo Feng could vaguely hear the stiff swallowing sounds around him, especially those juniors of the aristocratic families, whose eyes were straight and they were all a little out of control.

Even said that Diao Chan's peerless face made Cai Yan feel a little ashamed. Of course, the two have completely different temperaments. Cai Yan is literary and elegant, while Diao Chan is charming all living beings, and her every move makes people crazy!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Yun raised a curve to his mouth, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Everyone, this is the little girl Diao Chan. She has loved singing and dancing since she was a child. Today, I will offer you a dance. I hope you don't want to dislike me."

"No, don't dislike it!"

The person who answered the conversation was Yuan Shu, and at this time, a pair of thieves were already staring at Diao Chan's graceful figure.

As for the younger generations of other aristocratic families, they all looked like pig brothers. Even Cao Cao and Yuan Shao were also sighing that this woman's face really harmed the country and the people.

First place, Wang Yun gave Diao Chan a look.

Immediately, the four girls dispersed, and Diao Chan raised her sleeves and danced well. There was no way. She looked good even if she was a little bitch. What's more, Diao Chan could sing and dance well, which was even more charming to all living beings at this time.

"Come on, sirs, let us drink this bottle together!" Wang Yun smiled and raised his glass and said loudly.

For a moment, everyone raised their glasses to drink. Mo Feng also took a sip, but his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes wandered on Wang Yun.

Diao Chan was logically said that before Dong Zhuo was in chaos, he was always hidden. What was Wang Yun's intention to let him show up in public? Could it be that he wanted to use women to go further? However, Liu Hong was not dead yet. I am afraid that Liu Hong would not give up even if Diao Chan appeared in the world. But once Diao Chan entered the palace, with Queen He's personality, he would definitely die.

Logically speaking, Wang Yun wouldn't have thought of this. Or was Wang Yun putting a trap for himself? Betting that he would do something stupid because of Diao Chan? Or did he want to use Diao Chan to make friends with the Yuan family, Yang family and other major families of the dynasty to go further?

After a little thought, Mo Feng didn't give it to him, so he took a sip of the strong wine and said in his heart: "It's really an old fox."

Unable to guess Wang Yun's intention, Mo Feng simply stopped thinking too much, but quietly enjoyed the dance and looked at Cai Yan opposite him from time to time. If Diao Chan was asked to dance music and Cai Yan played the piano, what else could he ask for?

After the dance, everyone was still intoxicated and had not yet come back to their senses.

Wang Yun stroked his beard and said cheerfully: "Diao Chan, you often say in the mansion that you admire Mo Daren's literary talent. It's rare to see him today. You can't give him a cup of money quickly."

Mo Feng: "?????"

Everyone around, especially the juniors of the aristocratic families, stared at Mo Feng with a little angrily.

Diao Chan smiled gently, and took a little blessed greeting to Wang Yun and walked towards Mo Feng on the lotus steps. There was a hint of charm in his beautiful eyes, and Mo Feng couldn't help but frown.

As we approached, a faint fragrance of virgin came into Mo Feng's mouth and nose. Diao Chan knelt in front of Mo Feng. Her delicate and beautiful face was without any flaws. The face of the confusing beings made Mo Feng want to take it for himself.

I took the wine spoon and the two bottles were filled. Then the latter held the wine bottle with his slender and white jade hands, covered his sleeves and placed it on his rosy mouth and said softly: "Sir, the little girl has always admired such a great hero. I hope she can enjoy her face and drink this bottle with her."

As he said that, Diao Chan covered her sleeve and drank it all.

After drinking the glass of wine, the delicate face turned a little red and looked even more attractive. Even Mo Feng was still aroused a strange feeling.

Shaking his head and suppressing the evil thoughts in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, Mo Feng recovered his consciousness and took a sip of the strong wine with a gentle smile. He was not sure what Wang Yun wanted to do, but now he knew that Wang Yun really wanted to make a trap for himself.

In history, Lu Bu, Dong Zhuo, etc. were all played with by the little Diao Chan or Wang Yun.

As the saying goes, heroes are sad to pass the beauty. Even if Mo Feng knows something, in front of Diao Chan, there is still a hint of possessiveness deep in human nature. How terrible is this?

The most important thing is that Mo Feng didn't know what Wang Yun was going to do. Mo Feng must be careful of such cunning people. You should know that before Dong Zhuo was in chaos, Wang Yun was just a middle-level official, but later he was powerful in the court and the country, and his scheming was even stronger than that of the Yuan family and the Yang family.

At the same time, Wang Yun stared at Mo Feng with deep and treacherous eyes, and at this moment he showed a hint of surprise, and then he returned to nature again, chuckled and said, "Okay, I have toasted the wine, Diao Chan, you go down first!"

After saying that, Wang Yun and Yu Guang were still staying on Mo Feng.

But what disappointed him was that Mo Feng's face seemed to be silent, which made Wang Yun hesitate a little, and even Wang Yun was a little worried about the feasibility of this plan!

But now, it’s hard to stop!
Chapter completed!