"So, have you ever had contact with Ming Gui?"

"The criminal was causing trouble back then and was worried that he would affect his senior brother, so he never contacted him."

"At the beginning of the year, Minggui was ordered to go to Shuzhou to become the governor of Shuzhou... he had begun to share his worries for me. It was your father who caused trouble back then. If you were willing to know about me, I would not be able to protect you? If you had not escaped, you must be the governor of Yizhou now, and share your worries for me... Forget it, remember to contact Minggui. Before he left Luoyang, he asked me about you. If you hadn't given birth to a good son, I wouldn't have known that you would have returned to the Central Plains."

Ming Gui?

What a strange name!

Yang Shouwen still couldn't guess who Yang Chenglie's teacher was, but Shangguan Wan'er already had the answer.

It was him... If it weren't for him, who could have made the saint trusted so much?

Ming Gui, an unknown person in history, left many mysterious legends for later generations.

Ming Gui's father was named Ming Chongyan. He was also the man he trusted most in Wu Zetian's life except Emperor Gaozong of Tang Li Zhi.

"Yang Shouwen."

"The grass people are here."

"Why don't you look up?"

"The grass-roots, don't dare."

A burst of laughter came from the Dan You.

"You were on Yaotai that day, but you were so domineering.

You said you were not afraid of me, why didn’t you dare to look up in front of me?"

Have I ever done such awesome things?

Yang Shouwen's heart trembled for no reason and hurriedly replied: "Caomin ate too much wine that day. In fact, he was still very afraid of the saints."

"Oh? What are you afraid of me?"

Wu Zetian smiled and said, "Did you do something wrong like your father, so you are afraid of me?"

"this……"

Yang Shouwen was a little confused.

I want to say I'm not afraid of you, you old lady dared to chop my head. But I want to say I'm afraid of you... Okay, I'm really afraid of you.

"Caomin doesn't know why he is afraid, he is just afraid anyway."

"Where are you afraid?"

"Everyone is afraid."

Wu Zetian couldn't help laughing again.

This father and son made her hate and love.

Yang Chenglie was a student of Ming Chongyan, and he was also the one whom Ming Chongyan entrusted to her before her death. In the fourth year of Fengyi, Ming Chongyan was killed by thieves. Before that, Ming Chongyan seemed to have become aware and entrusted Wu Zetian with funeral in advance.

He told Wu Zetian that he would suppress the nobles of famous families and win over the other.

His student Yang Chenglie was born into a noble family, and although his reputation was not obvious, he could be borrowed. Yang Chenglie was a child of the Yang family of Hongnong, and the Yang family of Hongnong was very famous in Guanzhong. Ming Chongyan also introduced a marriage to Yang Chenglie, which was Zheng Sanniang, the biological mother of Yang Shouwen. He used the Yang family of Hongnong to win over Guanzhong and the Zheng family of Xingyang to connect with the Shandong gentry. At the same time, those increasingly powerful nobles were suppressed and differentiated, so that Wu Zetian's status would be more stable.

But Wu Zetian didn't expect that Yang Chenglie would actually run away!

This also made Ming Chongyan’s plan for Wu Zetian fail, and Wu Zetian had no choice but to vigorously promote the children of ordinary people and use cruel officials.

Wu Zetian knew very well that those scholars who passed the imperial examination were always worried about Li Tang.

In contrast, the aristocratic people's acceptance of Li Tang was far less strong than that of the civilians...

Later, she was about to abdicate and wanted to protect the future of the Wu family. Everything was arranged properly. If Yang Shouwen had not appeared, the marriage between Wu and Li had been completed, and Princess Anle and Wu Chongxun were also engaged at this time.

Did God send this father and son to make me uncomfortable?

But she couldn't bear to let Wu Zetian make up her mind to deal with the Yang family's father and son.

When she saw Yang Chenglie, she would think of Ming Chongyan; and Yang Shouwen's literary talent made Wu Zetian very much like it.

"Yang Shouwen, raise your head."

Yang Shouwen took a deep breath and slowly raised his head.

This time, he finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who was called the "Eternal Empress" in later generations. Although he was in his seventies, he could not see any clues from his appearance, like a beautiful woman with a charm. She sat upright on the dragon chaise, with a playful smile on her face. For some reason, Yang Shouwen always felt that Wu Zetian looked familiar.

"Yang Qingzhi, you are very literary and well-educated, and I have believed it.

The 81 poems that I can fight wine, you can say that you have created a legend. I will not care about your disrespectful actions that day. Not only will I not care about it, but I will also give you great benefits. However, you must complete my test."

"ah?"

"A few days ago, Taoist Sima told me, "You wrote a poem for him in the Dapeng Palace in Tiantai Mountain, called Dapeng Fu."

I also lack a fu in Shangyang Palace.

If you can write a essay with the rhyme of "Wish to pick up blue and purple" in one stick of incense, and it must not exceed 300 words, and the above Yang Palace is the title, and the appearance of the Shendu City, I will no longer care about your arrogance. If you can't do it, I will be very unhappy. Don't blame me for bullying you at that time, and you must teach you some lessons... Yang Shouwen, do you understand?"

What the hell!

I am willing to pick up the blue and purple as the rhyme, and the above Yang Palace as the title, and I want to take the appearance of the gods?

The most annoying thing is that the whole article is less than 300 words. Do you want to kill me?

Yang Shouwen was stunned and said with a bitter face for a long time: "Caomin can refuse?"

I just like to see your frowning little look... I let you throw the wine jar, so that you won't be afraid of me? Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wu Zetian smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"That's just that I can't refuse?"

"Come, I will serve you."

Outside the hall, an eunuch had already prepared it. With Wu Zetian's order, Gao Yanfu brought his people in, placed the small table in front of Yang Shouwen, laid the paper, grind the ink, put the pen, and then retreated to the side.

Yang Shouwen was stunned!

He looked at Yang Chenglie, but saw Yang Chenglie with a look of "I can't help."

Looking at Shangguan Wan'er, she looked at her nose, nose, mouth, and heart, and made a gesture of "You can do it" to Yang Shouwen.

Looking at Wu Zetian again, Wu Zetian still looked like a spring breeze, her cheeks flushed, and she seemed very excited.

Little guy, are you still crazy?

Wu Zetian seemed to have returned to the scene when she first met Ming Chongyan many years ago and gave a question to make things difficult for him. At this moment, she felt that she was much younger. Although her partner had changed, Yang Shouwen calculated that she was also Ming Chongyan's disciple.

"Light incense!"

Wu Zetian rushed to Gao Yanfu's way, and Gao Yanfu immediately brought the incense burner and lit it.

I'll go, do you want to play so ruthless and so short?

"Yang Qingzhi, if I were you, I would not sigh again, but should think about how to deal with it as soon as possible."

After saying that, Wu Zetian stood up.

Shangguan Wan'er hurriedly walked up and helped Wu Zetian get off the Danbi.

"Yang Dabang, accompany me out for some breath... Gao Yanfu, help me stare."

She walked out of the hall, and Yang Chenglie hurriedly followed.

Dad, you are unkind and righteous! If you have a queen, do you want a son?

Yang Shouwen watched Yang Chenglie walk out of the hall with a gaze, and felt that the world was filled with such a malice...

"Young Master Yang, start quickly, the fragrance burns very quickly."

Gao Yanfu was next to him, and he had a very pleasant finishing attack.

You know, he had no good feelings for Yang Shouwen. Gao Yanfu was originally Wu Sansi's slave. Later, Wu Zetian ascended the throne. He received Wu Sansi's recommendation and entered the palace. Later, relying on his Wu family's background, he quickly became the Sigong Supervisor of Sigongtai.

Yang Shouwen destroyed Wu Li's marriage, which made Wu Sansi dizzy.

Now that Wu Zetian makes things difficult for Yang Shouwen, in Gao Yanfu's view, it is just a vent of Wu Sansi. Gao Yanfu is naturally very happy to see Yang Shouwen's unluckyness, and to some extent, he hopes that Yang Shouwen will be severely punished for this.

"saint!"

Walking out of the hall, Yang Chenglie couldn't help but speak.

Yang Shouwen is his son, how could he be indifferent?

However, before he could finish his words, Wu Zetian said quietly: "Wenxuan, don't worry, I just want to warn him, how could I really make things difficult for him? Yang Qingzhi has been in the spirit for only more than forty days and has caused a lot of trouble.

When he is young and energetic, he is talking about him. It is not a good thing to go on for a long time."

When Yang Chenglie finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Wu Zetian say this.

"The third day of May is your teacher's death."

"The sinner remembers."

"Let me go to Mount Zhongnan for me and worship the wise king for me."

"The criminals obey the order."
Chapter completed!