Zhu Youcai was extremely proud.

The peach and plum blossoms are fragrant and clear, and the willow branches are swaying and breeze is blooming.

Like the poem, the sound of the drizzle is soft, and the butterflies, bees and grass are clear.

After saying that, he looked at Xiyin provocatively.

There was a silence around him, and Zhu Youcai thought proudly, be shocked by my master’s talent!

Xiyin pretended to be confused: "Brother Pig, is there someone dead in your family?" Even the poem about Qingming was brought out. I really admire him. This pig doesn't have to cause trouble for him in particular, he is just a trouble himself. Ha! Ha!

Zhu Youcai widened his eyes and said angrily: "Are you impatient? How dare you curse the death of my young master's house? Tell you that my young master's family is safe and that you can't do what you wish."

"Oh? Why did Brother Pig write this poem about the Qingming Festival? Although it is related to spring rain, I wrote this poem on Miss Lan's birthday. Tsk! Tsk! What kind of heart do you want to worry about with Brother Pig?" Xiyin was obviously lucky to cause trouble.

Zhu Youcai's face turned red... It turned white... Zhu Youcai is now annoyed! Regret! Why does he have to show off? In fact, the poem was written by someone else, so how could he understand that it would be interesting! He saw that there was rain in it and it was written.

Is it written by the bad embryo? I have to peel off his skin when I go back. Alas! Today is not to mention pleasing the beauty. I am afraid I don’t know how the master of the world’s number one farm and the leader of the martial arts world will deal with him?

After the extreme silence, it became noisy. Some of the young talents outside the pavilion now whispered, some were lucky to cause trouble, and some were sympathetic to the experience of a pig, and there was a sudden noise.

"Young people are quiet!" said the man standing next to Lan Xueqing. Suddenly, they were silent. Everyone wanted to see how the owner of Lan Zhuang handled this matter. I heard that Lan Xueqing was very pampering about his precious daughter.

"Mr. Zhu is not sure what is the purpose of writing such a poem on the little girl's birthday?" Lan Xueqing said coldly, her cold eyes narrowed, and emitted a dangerous light.

Xi Yin was shocked in secret. He was worthy of being the leader of the martial arts world and indeed had momentum.

Zhu Youcai immediately defended: "The leader of the Lan League was wrong... he misunderstood. In fact, the young ones don't know how to write poems. This poem was recorded when people read it. I don't know what it means. I hope the leader has a lot of it, so I won't be able to do this time." Now that I have little face and a little fate, I have to say it even if I am embarrassed.

Everyone laughed and found that Zhu Youcai really couldn't write poetry.

There was a person above to help: "I can testify that Brother Zhu really can't write poems, but I hope that the leader of the Lan League will spare him this time without knowing it." Obviously, he was his friend, and Zhu Youcai looked at him with gratitude.

But Xiyin didn't want him to feel comfortable, and said in jealously: "If this brother and Brother Zhu are friends and help him with perjury, wouldn't we know?" He picked the blame in the egg and never let the pig's surname go.

Although Lan Xueqing knew that this handsome man in red, as fairy-like as an immortal, was deliberately against Zhu Youcai, she still followed his meaning: "What this young master said is so, how can Mr. Zhu explain?" She was very angry that Zhu Youcai wrote such an unlucky poem on his love girl's birthday.

Zhu Youcai glared at Xi Yin fiercely, and the cruelty in his eyes flashed by, and he hurriedly defended: "I really can't write poems. I hope the leader of the Lan League will spare the younger one this time in front of his father." He moved out of his father, hoping that it would be useful. Zi Yin made him so embarrassed again and again, and he would never let him go."

Even I moved out. It seems that this time I was definitely embarrassed and my goal was achieved. Ha! Ha! Xi Yin laughed.

"Lan League Leader, today is Miss Lan's birthday. Don't disrupt the atmosphere because of trivial matters." Han Qifeng was afraid that his third brother would anger Zhu Youcai and cause trouble, so he spoke.
Chapter completed!