Yu Jiao felt a little cold in her heart, and suddenly felt that Yu Qizhe was very strange. After such a long period of cold war, this man took the initiative to speak to her and said such a sentence.

Even Liu Ziqi had a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect Yu Qizhe would actually help Yang Yuran to embarrass Yu Jiao. He frowned slightly, and became more and more displeased with Yu Qizhe.

This time, Yu Jiao did not wait for others to speak for her, but looked directly at Yu Qizhe. Because she was upset, her voice was extremely cold. "Just as Miss Song said, you are the top scholar in Qingzhou, and you are extremely talented. I am a little girl, and I learn to read and write only to be wise, kind, and polite, not to take the imperial examination to become an official. It is nothing to be ashamed of if I can't match your couplet."

Being looked at by her pair of cold almond eyes, Yu Qizhe's heart seemed to be suddenly filled, but Yu Jiao's body was erected with sharp and piercing thorns, which were now stabbing at him.

He had heard her speak so sharply to others before, and now it was his turn, so he deserved it.

The people in the pavilion were a little surprised. They had thought that Miss Liu San and Master Yu had a deep brother-sister relationship, but now it didn't sound like that was the case.

It seemed that they were not so close at all. No wonder, as she suddenly became the daughter of the second assistant, she naturally looked down on her original country family.

Ordinary people would feel ashamed if they had a relative who begged for money.

Yu Qizhe was not annoyed. Instead, he looked at Yu Jiao and smiled slowly. He had a handsome face and a pair of peach blossom eyes. When he smiled, his cold temperament disappeared. His eyebrows and eyes were sharp and he seemed to be very affectionate. When many girls in the pavilion saw this smile, their cheeks turned slightly red and they lowered their heads slightly.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. It's nothing that you can't make a couplet. It's all because I was too focused on studying and didn't teach you well." Yu Qizhe said slowly, "It's my fault as a brother. You are so smart, but I don't want to show you my books. I personally think that girls are not men, and they don't need to study to get a good reputation. Instead of studying hard, it's better to have some free time and do whatever you want. It's my narrow-minded view that caused you to be unable to make a couplet today."

Yu Jiao's clear and watery almond-shaped eyes were dull for a moment. She didn't expect Yu Qizhe to say that.

Yu Jiao bit her lower lip, feeling awkward and complicated for a moment. She thought Yu Qizhe was deliberately trying to embarrass her as his words just now were so harsh, but it turned out that this man was also protecting her.

The girls in the pavilion were all extremely envious of Yu Jiao. They had been taught by their parents since childhood to read and write, and to learn the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. One reason was for the family's reputation, and the other was to be able to marry into a good family one day, to assist their husbands in their official careers, and to be well-educated so that they could better support their husbands and raise their children.

After they learned to read and write, the first thing they had to memorize was the women's ring.

"How can this be considered narrow-minded, Master Yu? I think it is the most insightful." Cui Qiong stared at Yu Qizhe with bright eyes, "I think what Master Yu said is absolutely right."

The Cui family is a family of scholars. Although Cui Qiong is the youngest in the family and is loved by everyone, her family has hired a private tutor to teach her to read and write since she was young. If she cannot do the homework assigned by the tutor every time, she will be punished by being punished with a ruler and copying books. Cui Qiong must have copied the entire book of women's precepts at least a hundred times.

When she was twelve or thirteen years old, practicing calligraphy and copying books was Cui Qiong's nightmare. Unfortunately, her brothers did not have the insight of Yu Qizhe. They never helped her persuade her parents, but instead supervised her calligraphy practice.

When Yu Qizhe saw that Yu Jiao's complexion had improved, the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

He looked at Yang Yuran and said calmly, "Miss Yang San has been studying under a famous teacher since she was young. I think she is very talented. It should be easy for her to match the couplet that Yu has made, right?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Yuran. Yang Yuran looked a little embarrassed. She spoke quickly and wanted to vent her brother's anger, but she forgot that this was the Liu Mansion and Liu Yujiao's sisters and brothers were all present. How could she gain any advantage!

"I...I..." Yang Yuran hesitated for a long time. How could she come up with such a wonderful couplet? She got excited and said, "I want to change clothes..."

As soon as she said this, she moved behind the crowd and walked quickly out of the garden.

When her personal maid saw this, she hurriedly followed.

After Yang Yuran walked away, a burst of laughter came from the pavilion. The ladies present covered their mouths with handkerchiefs and giggled.

The third young lady of the Yang family is so embarrassing. If she can't make a couplet, she should just say so. There is no such lame excuse as changing clothes!

Yu Jiao also laughed. This was probably what people in another world often called "running away from peeing".

Yu Qizhe raised his eyes to look at Yu Jiao, and seeing that she was smiling, he also laughed softly. His beautiful and clear eyes and brows became much warmer because of this smile.

“I have an idea for the second line of this couplet: It’s a pleasure to appreciate the wind, the moon and the fragrance of flowers.” Wei Lichu suddenly spoke after everyone laughed.

Everyone tasted it carefully and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement!

The first line of the couplet written by Yu Qizhe is "Ten thoughts in my heart", thinking about my country, my family and my country. The ten hearts together form the word "think", while the second line of the couplet written by Wei Lichu is "Eight eyes" together form the word "appreciate".