"Cousin, why are you here?"

The Wu Mingli and his brothers also entered the pavilion.

Yun Luochuan said lightly: "In order to rush the road these days, people are sitting in the carriage, and the joints are stiff. I went out for a walk and then walked here.

If my cousin and Ziyu have something to talk about here, I will leave first."

When he heard that he was about to leave, Ou Ziyu hurriedly said, "Brother Yun, don't leave! We are not talking about serious matters. I just got the first poem and wanted Brother Mingli and the others to appreciate it.

Brother Yun, please stay here and listen, and see if my poem is well written."

Wu Mingyi smiled and said, "Ziyu, are you making things difficult for my cousin?"

His idiot cousin can't even read the books. It's not to make things difficult for him to appreciate poetry?

"Why did Brother Mingyi say this?"

Ou Ziyu looked at Wu Mingyi in confusion.

"My good cousin, I don't like reading the most. I can't even recognize words and don't understand poetry at all. How can I tell whether your lyrics are well written?"

Wu Mingyi looked at his cousin and said.

Ou Ziyu was stunned. Brother Yun looked like a person with a poetic and self-proclaimed mind. How could he not even understand poetry?

"Brother Yun, do you don't understand poetry?"

He asked.

Yun Luochuan glanced at his two cousins ​​who seemed to be laughing at him and said to Ou Ziyu: "I'm not proficient, I just understand it a little!"

"Haha..." Ou Ziyu said with a smile, "I just said that Brother Yun doesn't look like he doesn't understand poetry."

He looked at Wu Mingyi and said, "It seems that Brother Yun doesn't understand poetry, but Brother Mingyi, you don't understand your cousins."

If they don’t understand, how could they not understand? Their cousin is just a fool who can’t study.

When I was young, my cousin came to their house to play, and my father taught them to study together.

My cousin was so stupid that his father couldn't understand him no matter how hard he taught him. He was punished by his father and was punished to stand, beat him in the palm of his hand, and was punished not to sleep until he finished copying the text.

Later, their cousin only knew how to fight with chickens and dogs, and lost their ambitions when they were getting older. They began to look for flowers and willows, and they became increasingly dissatisfied.

What he said now is just because he was afraid of being laughed at by outsiders, so he deliberately pretended to understand it.

Wu Mingli planned to expose him mercilessly, frowned and said, "Cousin, I know you are so proud of your face. I don't want to be embarrassed in front of my friends and Mingyi, but you can't lie either! This is a matter of quality."

"When did I lie?"

Yun Luochuan frowned slightly.

"You said you understand a little, aren't you just lying?

When you were in your teenage years, you couldn't even memorize a thousand-character article.

In recent years, apart from eating, drinking, having fun, looking for flowers and willows, and being a playboy, how could you read half of a book?”

Wu Mingli simply said it all so that Ziyu could see clearly what kind of person his cousin, who is just a pretty cousin, is.

Don't be fooled by his outstanding appearance and detached temperament.

Eat, drink and have fun?

Looking for flowers and willows?

A playboy?

Ou Ziyu looked at Yun Luochuan and felt that his look had nothing to do with what Brother Mingli said.

Yun Luochuan was not angry, and looked at Wu Mingli with a calm expression on his face and asked, "Did my cousin be with me every day?"

"I'm in Sucheng, you're in Jiangzhou, how could I be with you every day?

And you haven’t been to Sucheng for three or four years.”

Wu Mingli rolled his eyes secretly.

He is worthy of being a fool, and he can ask any questions in this way.

Yun Luochuan smiled and shook his head and said, "Since my cousin said that I have not been to Sucheng for three or four years, have I read half of the book in recent years? How can my cousin know?"

"..." Wu Mingli was speechless for a moment.

"The ancients said that a scholar should look at him with admiration for three days after he was separated, not to mention that you and I haven't seen each other for three or four years.

How could you know that in these three or four years, I will never go from a person who doesn’t understand poetry to a person who understands a little bit?”
Chapter completed!