Yan Yuntong has been practicing martial arts since childhood, but is good at martial arts but not literary.

In the territory of Youzhou, the literary style is not strong, and there are few poetry gatherings.

Although he was wearing a scholar's robe, he seemed out of place.

When others saw his appearance, they knew that he was not a scholar, and they were just here to make a fussy and try to take shortcuts.

Yan Yuntong: “…”

He took a shortcut.

At this moment, he was uncomfortable all over.

Poetry gatherings are not where he should come.

Everyone speaks in a slight manner and turns eighteen times. It is too unfriendly for a rough man like him.

He stumbled through the crowd, silently listening, watching, observing.

Suddenly...

He saw Yan Yunquan, and Yan Yunquan also saw him.

Yan Yunquan looked like he was seeing a ghost.

But he grinned and laughed silently.

Just for Yan Yunquan's ghost expression, this poetry meeting is worth it!

He can tolerate the sour and rotten air of the literati.

Yan Yunquan left everything behind and hurriedly caught up to him.

He pulled him tightly, pulled him to the side, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Yan Yun looked around with his side and said, "I can come here only by the poetry meeting, my brother will come."

Yan Yunquan didn't believe his words, "You didn't have an invitation and no one took you, how could you enter the Ling family's gate?"

"Who said I had no one to take it?" Yan Yuntong smiled, "Brother has friends, can I not have friends?"

Yan Yunquan was stunned and came to his senses in a blink of an eye, "You went to find Prince Liu?"

Yan Yuntong smiled and said, "He is my brother-in-law. I'm looking for him, but it's better than my elder brother."

Yan Yunquan suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Since you are here, you can watch it. If you don't understand poetry, don't speak casually, it's just a joke. If you encounter difficulties, come to me and I'll help you."

"Thank you, brother! I'll accept my love for you. You're busy with yours, I'll look at mine."

The two brothers separated, but Yan Yunquan could no longer concentrate on socializing with others.

He always subconsciously paid attention to Yan Yuntong, for fear that this uncontrollable younger brother would cause trouble.

Because of his frequent distraction, he has caused dissatisfaction among others.

Someone joked about him, could he have a habit of breaking his sleeves and fancy whom the young master present?

Yan Yunquan's face froze and he hurriedly explained.

The more he explained, the less others believed him.

Unable to do so, he had to tell the truth and tell the people around him that his second brother was also on the scene.

"Brother Yun Quan's second brother is the second brother I am waiting for. Wherever the person is, why not invite him over and have a chat about the windy and snowy night together."

"Brother Xu's words are reasonable."

"Where is Brother Yun Quan's second brother? Who is it?"

Yan Yunquan is in a difficult situation and it is not enough to make excuses. He can only bite the bullet and introduce Yan Yuntong to his friends.

He was originally worried that Yan Yun would make a joke and would embarrass him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yuntong had a very happy chat with this group of scholars who had high opinion of themselves.

Of course, they are not talking about poetry or customs, but about men and women.

Everyone has a gossip, especially when it comes to men and women.

These scholars are not immune to the vulgarity.

Youzhou is bitter and cold, and the people's customs are rough.

Men and women are bold and enthusiastic. Every year, various gossips accumulate like mountains.

Yan Yuntong randomly selected a few real stories, and said vividly, "Hey, a group of arrogant scholars gathered to listen to gossip, and listened with relish."

Although Yan Yun is not good at writing, he is very eloquent, so hurry up to the storyteller.

The tone is ups and downs and the story rhythm is just right, and people are unknowingly attracted by his story.

As the story progressed, everyone started to cheer, haha, happy, crazy, sad...

There was even a scholar with abundant emotions who was moved by the story and even cried in tears, roaring, "How can a strange woman like Sanniang be buried? I am not talented and I am willing to write a book for Sanniang."

"I'm the one!"

"It's me!"

The scholars were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and they were immersed in the story, urging Yan Yuntong to continue talking quickly.

Yan Yuntong raised his eyebrows and glanced at the teacup. An instant scholar who was usually uncensored, held a teapot and poured tea for him.

"Please, Brother Yun!"

Yan Yuntong picked up the teacup and took a sip.

This scene stimulated Yan Yunquan so much that he almost vomited blood.

He spent countless hard work, countless money, and plenty of time to allow these scholars who were above the top to accept him.

Looking at Yan Yuntong again, relying on a few vulgar gossips from the folk, he actually asked the scholar to pour tea for him himself, but he was willing to do so.

What do people fear most when they live in the world?

I'm most afraid of comparison!

No comparison, I feel that I am okay, I have done well in all aspects, and it is a small achievement. Life is also a happy one.

In comparison, it’s so bad that you live like a pig or a dog. Is this a life that a human lives? Look at others, look at yourself, you can die.

Yan Yunquan felt as if he was in hell, burned by the fire of hell, but he could not die no matter what, and he endured the pain of the fire of hell.

This pain is heart-wrenching and congested with the forehead...

Unfair!

He wanted to roar, but fortunately his reason was still alive.

But, unwilling to give up!

Really unwilling to give up!

...

Ling Changzhi was also attracted when he saw a group of people gathered together.

What's going on today?

Not busy with windy flowers and snowy nights, nor with writing poetry, and showing off his talent, why are you surrounded Yan Yuntong and listening to his nonsense?

Ling Changzhi stood outside and listened for a while.

Then, he laughed.

Others don’t know Yan Yuntong, he knows him, and even knows him.

However, he didn't expect that Yan Yuntong could use plausible stories to make a group of scholars who were well-read in poetry and books stunned.

good!

Something capable!

Not only can you fight, but you can also be very smart.

He just said that the three daughters of Zhuyang County Lord are one of them, the other is powerful.

It doesn't matter that my son is a fool, a kid.

They were all born by one parent, and the gap could not be that big.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the gap between himself and his younger brother Ling Changfeng, which was really big!

Why is it that a parent gave birth to so many different things?

He subconsciously searched for Yan Yunquan's traces.

Finally, he found the other person in the crowd.

Yan Yunquan’s smile is very forced!

Ling Changzhi laughed, came to the other party quietly, and whispered: "Yan Yuntong has two tricks. At least few people can match the ability to coax people."

Yan Yunquan suddenly came to his senses when he heard the sound in his ear.
To be continued...