When the people around heard this poem, they nodded unconsciously, praising the poem in their hearts. Although the words were not too gorgeous, everyone could understand it at once.

There is no empty lyricism, the sentences are natural and vivid, and the verses rhyme with each other. Even if it does not have quatrains, it is still a good poem.

No one could have imagined that Yunze could write poems with just a pen, and he could write poems so well. Compared with the curse poem on the board, it was countless times better. The quality could be seen at a glance.

However, no one could understand the meaning of this poem for a while.

"The eyes are on the buttocks, and they only recognize clothes and not people!" At this time, Luo Qingcen read out the last two sentences.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a bright smile appeared on her face. She opened her mouth and said softly: "Brother Yun, you are really bad...giggle...it made me laugh so hard!"

As soon as Luo Qingcen said these words, everyone suddenly came back to their senses. They all burst into laughter and looked at Zheng Ying with mocking faces.

There seems to be no curse word in the whole sentence of this poem, and it does not mean to curse people at all, but it scolds people completely.

The first two sentences are about the four talented people who studied hard in a cold window, achieved great results in their studies, and had great opinions. But the last two sentences say that they only have snobbery in their eyes and do not know how to recognize people.

This poem corresponds to Lu Lun's poem scolding Yunze. Didn't you say that I can't be a phoenix or a wolf? That's because your eyes are on your butt and you can't recognize superior people.

"Haha... What a wonderful poem... Is it a good poem? It doesn't use any curse words. Compared with the poem about chickens and dogs, I don't know how many times better it is. These four great talents are nothing more than this... so happy!

"

"Yes, let me just say that Mr. Yun is not a copyist of poems. There is no evidence and he actually accused Mr. Yun of copying poems. Now Mr. Yun has written a poem in front of his face. It's a slap in the face!"

"What are the four great talents in Ningsu? Danyang still has to look at our Mr. Yun... Mr. Yun, we support you... In three days, we will definitely come to support you and we must watch carefully how you teach those four arrogant and arrogant guys.

, they really think that my Danyang Mansion is easy to bully!"

The good people around him immediately cheered and cheered. Those who just looked down on Yunze were instantly conquered by Yunze's curse poem.

Not to mention how many poems Yunze wrote, just the fact that he did not use any curse words is enough to prove his talent and learning skills. Some people are even ready to borrow Yunze's poems to scold the people they want to scold.

What a pleasure! After scolding someone and still being unable to find reason, it’s probably all in vain to be so angry.

"Mr. Zheng, I am giving this poem to the five of you. How about... Could you please take it back and show it to Mr. Lu and the other four..."

Yunze spread out the poem he had written for everyone to look at, and with a playful expression on his face, he handed the paper to Zheng Ying, who was ashen-faced. "Killing people is heart-breaking, I dedicate this sentence to the five of you."

Zheng Ying was so angry that he was shaking all over. This didn't mean that he was scolded as well, but he wanted to have an attack but couldn't.

He had just blatantly insisted on erecting Lu Lun's cursed poem in front of Wanghu Tower. Now they give you one, what's wrong? You are only allowed to kill people and set fires, but you are not allowed to light a lamp!

"Hmph..." Zheng Ying snorted coldly and did not pick up the poem. She turned around and left in anger.

"Mr. Zheng, you forgot to take your poem..." He had just walked not far when someone in the crowd made a last-ditch attack. One sentence almost made Zheng Ying so angry that his head was filled with smoke. He walked faster!

Yunze didn't care. This poem would soon spread. Even if Zheng Ying didn't take it back to the four talented men, these four would definitely hear it.

If you want to scold him, you have to bear the consequences of being scolded by him. Yunze has no habit of stretching his neck to make people correct him. If someone cuts him a knife, he will return ten knives.

He picked up his pen and came to the wooden board standing there. He looked at the poem on the wooden board and Lu Lun's signature below, with a trace of teasing on his lips.

Yunze wrote the chant on the needle, and below the poem, he signed his name, which formed a sharp contrast with the poem next to it.

The two poems were placed close together, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around them. As they watched, someone joked:

"The four great talents in Ningsu are really humiliating themselves. They wanted to write poems to curse people, but they didn't expect that they were scolded all over. It really made me laugh to death! This funny story must be known to more people."

"Yes, this poem is a judgment call. I really don't know where Lu Lun, the leader of the four talents, got his confidence. He dared to write poems to curse people, saying that Mr. Yun is a chicken rather than a phoenix, a dog rather than a wolf. I

See if he is a chicken, not a phoenix, a dog, not a wolf."

"Young Master Yun is such a talented poet. I can easily overpower him. Where does he have the face?"

Discussions started one after another, and as some people left excitedly, the two poems written in front of Wanghu Tower were soon spread throughout Danyang City.

In particular, Yunze's chant about needles hit the nail on the head. He severely slapped the faces of the four great talents and came to look for trouble. Unexpectedly, they came back in disgrace.

The four talented people who were having a party in the private room of Zheng's Restaurant had already had enough food and drinks before getting a reply from Zheng Ying. They stood up and prepared to leave the restaurant.

However, as soon as I walked to the lobby on the first floor, I saw one of them shouting excitedly.

"Have you heard that the four great talents wrote poems in front of Wanghu Restaurant to scold us, the most talented person in Danyang? They scolded us so harshly that they even used chickens and dogs."

His words immediately attracted everyone's interest.

"I've heard it before, but I don't know the details. Brother, I know!" Someone echoed.

"Of course I know, it's really wonderful." The man quickly replied.

The four people who had just left the restaurant suddenly became interested and stopped with interest on their faces. The leader, Lu Lun, couldn't help but said: "Since you know this, brother, why don't we let me listen to this interesting story.

"

The poem was written by him. Of course he, the client, wanted to hear others praise him and belittle Yun Ze.

Lu Lun was full of disdain for Yunze. As for those three poems, he even believed that Yunze copied them. As for how, I'm sorry, I can't tell.

But I fucking think you are copying it. There is nothing I can do about it. I am more famous than you Yunze. If you are told to copy it, you will copy it.

Lu Lun had this confidence. After all, after he came to Danyang and revealed that Yunze's three poems were copied, the entire Danyang City almost unanimously accused Yunze of copying poems.

It can be seen that what his famous reputation brings to him is that what he says is so much easier to use than Yunze.

Of course, what Lu Lun wanted to see more at this time was how the people around him spoke vividly about his scolding of Yunze. It would be best if people could reduce Yunze to nothing.

There was nothing he could do, Yunze could not help but rob his sweetheart and write poems to his sweetheart. This is unbearable!
Chapter completed!