Be Careful General's Wife!

Through the low screen, the two scholars sitting behind Wu Qingliu and his son heard their conversation, and said, "We don't have two Yunluochuan in Jiangzhou. The Yunluochuan you know is from the city. Dongyun Mansion?"

"Indeed." Wu Mingli nodded.

The scholar said: "Then the Yun Luochuan you know is the same person as the Yun Luochuan who wrote this poem."

Wu Qingliu: Impossible, absolutely impossible.

How could his ignorant nephew write such good lines!

Wu Mingyi blinked and said, "Could it be that my cousin asked someone to write this poem?"

Wu Qingliu snorted coldly and said, "This seems like something he can do."

The two scholars sitting behind them looked at each other and frowned. Listening to the conversation, the people at the table in front of them should be relatives of Mr. Yun's family. Why do they seem to know nothing about Mr. Yun?

One of the scholars said: "Mr. Yun is Jieyuan of Jiangzhou Prefecture last year. It's just a poem. Why do I need someone to write it for me?"

Jiangzhou government Jieyuan?

The Wu family's faces were shocked. Are they really talking about the Yun Luochuan they know?

How could he be Xie Yuan?

How can it be Xie Yuan?

"Are you guys joking?" Wu Qingliu said. "How can this kind of thing be laughed at? Mr. Yun is a prodigal son who will not change his money when he turns back. He is a child, a scholar, and a man. He is the leader in the three tests. Everyone in Jiangzhou knows Mr. Yun's name. find a kid on the street

Tong asked. "

After three trials, he was the leader!

The two brothers Wu Mingli and Wu Mingyi recalled that when their grandmother was not good, their cousin Yun once commented on Ziyu's poems very uniquely.

Some remarks about becoming an official and becoming an official made Ziyu resolutely choose to continue the scientific examination. He went to the imperial city to prepare for the examination early last October.

Could it be that this cousin of theirs really had been away for three days, which was impressive.

The Wu family no longer doubted it, and Wu Mingzhu clicked her tongue and said, "I didn't expect Cousin Yun to be so powerful."

The last time I saw Cousin Yun, I felt that he was different from before, as if he was a different person. I didn't expect that he had changed from the inside out.

Wu Qingliu frowned and didn't speak. Not only was he not happy that his nephew had really become the leader of the No. 3 Middle School, but he was also a little depressed.

No matter how he taught this nephew in the past, he didn't understand it, like an elm lump, and he couldn't fart even with three sticks.

I can't write well, I can't recite poems, I can't recite "Three Characters Gold" after three months, and I always want to be lazy, avoiding reading with various excuses and reasons.

He once asserted in front of his sister and brother-in-law that Yun Luochuan was a piece of rotten wood.

But now, the rotten wood that he asserted that he would not be able to become a useful person is the leader of the three middle schools. Isn't this slapping him in the face?

It's not that the nephew is a rotten wood, but that he, as an uncle, can't teach.

The waiter first served two pots of brewed tea. Wu Qingliu cleared his throat and asked, "Isn't your tea room hung with the calligraphy of the poems written by the emperor and Mr. Yun? Why didn't I see it?"

The waiter pointed to the wall facing the gate and said, "The poems of the emperor and Mr. Yun are hung in the middle."

Looking at it from this position, Wu Qingliu couldn't see clearly, so he got up and walked over to have a look. Wu Mingli and Wu Mingyi also got up and walked over to have a look.

The father and son looked up at the masterpieces of the emperor and Taifu Yun, while the Bai mother and daughter were already drinking milk tea and eating cakes. It was the first time for both mother and daughter to eat such sweet, soft and smooth dim sum. Not only did they find it delicious, but they also liked it very much.