With Wu Zetian's strong character, saying such words is considered to be the ultimate. △,

Yang Chenglie could even hear the unwillingness and anger that Wu Zetian expressed in her words. The two rebellions in the first year of Wansui Tongtian and the first year of Shengli really made Wu Zetian feel disheartened. She found that those ministers who were promoted by her had never truly had the same heart as her when something happened, and they were always in harmony with her.

Take the Turks invaded Hebei Road last year as an example, which made Wu Zetian heartbroken.

It would be better if Sun Yangao, Tang Boruo and Murong Xuanjun were not mentioned. When the war broke out, the right Wuwei General Sha Chi Zhongyi led a 100,000 Tianshang Dao army to march slowly, while the right Yulin Guard General Yan Jingrong held the troops unmoved. Zhang Renyuan was alone and could not speak out. Wu Chonggui had the power of the general general of Tianshang Dao, but he could not control the overall situation and could not mobilize troops.

When the Yanzhou Governor saw that Changping had made a mistake, he pushed three obstacles and four obstacles.

The governor of Tanzhou turned a blind eye to Murong Xuanzhao's invasion.

If Li Yuanfang had not been ruthless and forced the Changlidou Lu family to mobilize troops, I was afraid that the war in Youzhou would not have been quelled at this time.

Even Di Renjie, deputy marshal of Hebei who later supervised the battle against Hebei, really served her?

Wu Zetian didn't know.

She only knew that before the position of Prince Li Xian was established, Di Renjie was reluctant to lead the troops. It was not until she agreed to establish Li Xian that Di Renjie sent troops to conquer. At the same time, the recruitment of soldiers was also under the banner of Prince Li Xian.

Wu Zetian is old, but it doesn’t mean she is really confused.

After the Hebei Road calmed down, Wu Zetian looked like he ignored political affairs, and he was really a little discouraged.

At the critical moment, she didn't even have a military force that could be mobilized in her hand!

Yang Chenglie was silent!

How could he not understand the anger in Wu Zetian's heart, but whether he agreed or not made him hesitate.

Seeing this, Wu Zetian couldn't help but look disappointed. She turned around and held the stone railing, looked at the empty Guanfeng Hall Square and sighed quietly.

"Before my father died, he said: I will never serve the Li family again in this life."

Yang Chenglie whispered: "The saint wants the criminal to come back, and the criminal will naturally be happy. But there is one thing. If Your Majesty no longer manages the government, the criminal will resign and leave. The criminal is serving the saint, but he will not share the worries of the Li family."

Yang Chenglie thought about these words for a long time before he could say them.

It’s not that he wants to please Wu Zetian, but that his father’s order is difficult to violate.

A hint of joy flashed in Wu Zetian's eyes.

She turned around, looked at Yang Chenglie, and whispered: "I just knew. Wenxuan will not let me down, let alone let my teacher down."

It seemed that it was much easier all of a sudden, and the smile on Wu Zetian's face became even stronger.

At this moment, a group of people came from outside Guanfeng Gate. The leaders were Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong's brothers. The two brothers were wearing white shirts and straddled two paper cranes, slowly advancing with the sound of silk and bamboo, floating like an immortal descending to earth.

Zhang Yizhi held a bamboo flute in his hand and played a graceful music.

Zhang Changzong rode a paper crane and circled, as if he was about to break through the air...

Yang Chenglie had seen such a scene and showed doubt. Wu Zetian's face was covered with a layer of blue. He suddenly slapped the stone railing and shouted loudly: "This is Guanfeng Hall, not Yimen's Courtyard, Lijingtai, who allowed them to be arrogant here?"

The sound of silk and bamboo ended abruptly. Zhang Yizhi's brothers sat on the paper crane, and were at a loss for a moment.

At this moment, Gao Yanfu's voice came from the Guanfeng Hall, "Report to the saint, a stick of incense has been burned out. Yang Shouwen was ordered to write a poem about Luochuan Qingwang, and ask the saint to appreciate it."

Wu Zetian was stunned and then smiled.

"Wenxuan, it seems that your little guy is still unwilling to admit defeat."

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly and followed Wu Zetian without saying anything, but subconsciously glanced at the side. Shangguan Wan'er stood beside the hall door. She also looked at Yang Chenglie, but she didn't expect Yang Chenglie to suddenly look at her.

When the two eyes touched each other, Shangguan Wan'er's heart thumped and she subconsciously lowered her head.

Yang Chenglie quickly withdrew his gaze and followed Wu Zetian into the Guanfeng Hall...

Gao Yanfu had already ordered people to drive Zhang Yizhi's brothers out of Guanfeng Sect.

The two brothers were originally dressed like fairies, but with a big stick, they became as frustrated as a dog that was stray.

"Gaosi Palace, what's wrong with the saint?"

Zhang Yizhi was better and ran very fast.

But Zhang Changzong seemed much miserable. He was beaten up inattentively and limped while walking.

He forced himself to resist his anger and asked viciously.

Yesterday, he was singing and dancing with a crane, and was praised by Wu Zetian.

In Shangyang Palace, except for a few places, there is no place where he and the other cannot enter. Even in Guanfeng Palace, they are free to enter and exit, and basically do not dare to stop him. Today, they planned to give Wu Zetian a surprise, but they did not expect that Wu Zetian drove out of Guanfeng Gate, which also made the two brothers feel like they were losing all face.

Gao Yanfu looked around and lowered his voice, and said in a mysterious and mysterious manner: "The saint is examining Yang Qingzhi and his son in Guanfeng Hall. It seems that he loves him very much. Goro and Liulang came at the wrong time, which angered the saint."

"Yang Qingzhi, it's Yang Qingzhi again. Could it be that he still wants his father and son to be together..."

Zhang Changzong couldn't help but curse, but was stopped by Zhang Yizhi.

Zhang Yizhi gave Gao Yanfu a piece of golden cake and smiled and said, "It turned out that he disturbed the saint's business. It's my brother's fault. It's because Aye. By the way, the saint came to Yang Qingzhi and his son. Is there anything wrong? If it's important, there's no need to say it."

Gao Yanfu shook his head, "Wulang, it's really unclear if he is a servant who refuses to say it.

However, I heard that the saint might want Yang Qingzhi to find the 40 million gold coins, so he gave the exam questions."

When Zhang Yizhi heard this, his eyes lit up.

He quickly stuffed two more golden cakes for Gao Yanfu before saying goodbye and leaving.

"Fifth Brother, what do you think this is a matter."

Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi left Guanfengmen and couldn't help but complain on the way.

Zhang Yizhi smiled, "Liulang, go and tell Jiulang. Just ask him to choose capable people, and I will be useful at that time."

"What are you doing?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I have my own arrangements.

By the way, you will notify Song Zhiwen and Lu Zangyong again and let them come to see me. I have something to ask them for advice."

In the Guanfeng Hall, Shangguan Wan'er presented the "Luochuan Qingwang Fu" written by Yang Shouwen to Wu Zetian.

"The Jin Shang responds to the rules, and the jade bowl is built in the west. When the rain is raining in Jiaxun, the leaves are in full bloom, and the leaves are ready to wish. Try to walk around the village and ask for the Li Xian. The imperial wind overflows, and sings and listens to the peace; the holy marries are vast and the oceans are chanting but not to hear the wishes of the servants... Looking at the palaces of the Shangyang, it is better than the blessings of the immortals. Looking at the forests of the middle mountain, it is like the green screen of the rooftop. It is suitable for the carriage to return to the palace and check the jade letters, and to guard the hundreds of spirits. The Western Bin's praising is a little slow. The Eastern Bin's thoughts are peaceful. Isn't it great! The guest is moved to the sun, and chants and enjoys only the joys. He writes his words and moves alone. I wish to pick them from the straw and treacherous robe, and finally pick them up in the blue and purple."

This article "Luochuan Qingwang Fu" was written by Bai Letian and Bai Juyi, and there are even more praises to the royal family.

Yang Shouwen really couldn't think of a better article to deal with, but he was reluctant to admit defeat. He could lose to anyone, but he just didn't want to bow his head in front of Wu Zetian. But when he was reading this whole article of flattery, he couldn't help but blush. But what's that? I'm asking someone to be under the roof, how can I not bow my head!

Wu Zetian laughed and finished listening to Yang Shouwen's essay, and then laughed out loud.

She stood up, ignored Yang Chenglie and Yang Shouwen and his son, and turned around and walked towards the back hall.

What's the meaning?

Good or bad? Satisfied or not?

Yang Shouwen felt like a monk was confused, and turned his head to look at Yang Chenglie. However, he saw Yang Chenglie look disgusted.

"Okay, the saints are already exhausted, please come back for you two."

Shangguan Wan'er stepped forward and whispered: "The car is ready and is waiting outside Guanfengmen. I'll send you two out."

Is this the end?

Yang Shouwen glanced at Yang Chenglie, and Yang Chenglie bowed to the back hall and walked out with Shangguan Wan'er.

Yang Shouwen followed suit and then caught up with Yang Chenglie.

"Yang Fengchen, the saint said don't forget the death day of Ming Gong."

"I obey the order."

Shangguan Wan'er completely forgot about Yang Shouwen's existence today. After reminding Yang Chenglie, she stepped aside.

Yang Chenglie got into the car with one foot and was about to force the other foot when he heard Yang Shouwen say, "Aunt, although you ignored me today, I still want to say goodbye to you. Please pay attention to me next time I see you. "

His legs suddenly became weak, and Yang Chenglie almost fell head-on in the car.

Shangguan Wan'er's face was flushed, she glared at Yang Shouwen, and then turned around and left.

"Get in the car, don't be embarrassed there."

Yang Chenglie got into the carriage and lifted up the curtain and scolded him angrily.

Yang Shouwen curled his lips and followed him up. After putting down the curtain of the car, he immediately smelled: "Father, what did the saint say to you?"

"Nothing, it's just to let me remember the teacher's death."

"Your teacher? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I am your father, can I report everything to you?" Yang Chenglie suddenly became angry, and Yang Shouwen was so scared that he immediately closed his mouth.

After a while, Yang Chenglie whispered: "My teacher's name is Ming Chongyan, have you heard of it?"

Ming Chongyan?

When Yang Shouwen heard this name, he was stunned and felt very familiar.

"Ming Shi is a Pingyuan clan. He has been an official in the Southern Dynasties for generations. He was the fifth-generation grandson of Ming Gong, the son of Liang of the Southern Dynasties. His father was Mingke, the governor of Yuzhou. When I was eight years old, Ming Gong accidentally passed by Hongnong, took me as a disciple, and taught me for three years.

I can unite with your mother, but it is thanks to the wise master who is in the middle to make a connection.

If it weren't for the wise master, how could your mother like me besides a person like me? It's a pity that the wise master was killed in Fengyi for four years, and the whereabouts of the murderer are still unknown. The reason why I was able to become Fengchen's pre-emptive at the age of 18 was also recommended by the wise master. After the wise master died, the saint was worried that the murderer who killed the wise master would cause trouble for me, so he asked me to hide in Junzhou.
To be continued...