It was almost Yin hour, and rainy stars fell from the sky.

This spring rain is unpredictable. The night sky, which was originally a starry sky, is covered with dark clouds and there is no starlight at all.

However, the rain was not heavy, and it moistened silently.

Walking in the mountains, you will see mountains in the distance.

Several ships parked at the Luoshui Ferry lit the lights, which further highlighted an inexplicable sense of loneliness in the drizzle.

Yang Shouwen walked slowly with Shangguan Wan'er's car, but was still a little confused.

Shangguan Wan'er in the car seemed completely different from Shangguan Wan'er who he knew from historical books, and he seemed even more concerned about him.

By the way, she mentioned her dad just now.

Yang Shouwen had a vague feeling that there might be some connection between his father and Shangguan Wan'er.

Suddenly, he had the urge to laugh.

Unexpectedly, Dad, you have thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a righteous look. You have such colorful intestines? But Dad, Dad, you are really good. That's Shangguan Wan'er! That's one of the most famous women in the era of Wu Zetian.

Yang Shouwen began to wonder what his father would look like in Chang'an back then.

"Qingzhi."

"Yang Qingzhi!"

"Ah, Shangguan Caizi, please give me advice."

The curtain of the car window was lifted up, and under the light of the swaying stormy wind lamp on the carriage, Shangguan Wan'er's face was filled with a hint of anger. However, the anger made her look even more charming, adding an unspeakable temperament.

"I'm talking to you, why do you ignore me?"

"Well, the boy just thought of something, so he was a little lost. I would like to ask the talented man to forgive him."

Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but shake her head gently. The angry look on her face disappeared immediately.

How could she really be angry with Yang Shouwen? Even for the sake of that idiot, she would take care of Yang Shouwen.

However, this is really a father and son.

Shangguan Wan'er hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Your father is still healthy recently?"

Here comes, here comes... I said she has something to do with her father.

Yang Shouwen hurriedly said, "My father is in good health. After moving from Changping, he looks a little fatter. He is leisurely and tight every day."

"He's really leisurely."

A trace of memorial was revealed in Shangguan Wan'er's eyes.

In my mind, the situation of seeing that man for the first time when I was in Yeting came to my mind. He looked like he was a careless person. At that time, he was still a Fengchen Guard, but he stopped the eunuch who wanted to beat her and even had to fight with the other party.

At that time, she was still young and hid behind him, but she felt a sense of security she had never felt before.

That feeling. She had experienced it over the years. So much so that when she heard that he was still alive, she even had the urge to leave everything and run to find him. Thinking of this, the soft color on Shangguan Wan'er's face became even stronger...

"Shangguan Talent?"

"Um?"

"You recognize my father?"

"Um!"

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly woke up and realized that she had lost her composure just now.

She coughed quickly and turned her face, feeling the burning on her face, and she didn't know what it felt like in her heart.

She followed Wu Zetian for many years, and even when Wu Zetian wanted to tattoo her, she did not show any panic. How did she lose her composure in front of his son today? If it was spread, he would definitely be ridiculed by him.

Fortunately, Shangguan Wan'er has experienced too many storms and soon stabilized.

She calmed down her excitement, then turned her face again, staring at Yang Shouwen with bright eyes, and suddenly said after a while: "I heard that your talent is taught by Sanniang in the underworld. I wonder if it is true?"

"Uh, yes!"

Shangguan Wan'er smiled and said softly: "Do I know that Sanniang is the most literary talent in Beijing, but it's a pity that she is not known to everyone as a daughter. Since you have Sanniang's heart-warming teachings, your talent will definitely not be inferior to Sanniang."

Yang Shouwen suddenly felt a little panicked, not knowing what trouble Shangguan Wan'er wanted to do.

Without waiting for his answer, Shangguan Wan'er continued, "I know you are quick-witted, so I want to take the exam for you."

"ah?"

"How do you look at this night view?"

"Uh, very beautiful."

"Why not write a poem like this beautiful scenery?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned!

Do you really have an affair with my dad? Why do you make things so difficult for me!

But he knew that he had no room for rejection. Shangguan Wan'er was also a moody woman in history. Although she felt that she had something to do with her father, Yang Shouwen was not sure how deep the relationship between her father and her was.

It probably won't be too deep, otherwise my dad would tell him.

If it makes her unhappy, God knows whether she will take care of herself.

When Yang Shouwen thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He looked up and looked up. After a moment, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a poem that suited the scene.

"Have it!"

Shangguan Wan'er was stunned when she heard this and said softly: "So fast?"

"Please give a taste of the talented man."

"So, I'll listen."

Yang Shouwen rode his horse and took two steps, and after a moment, he said, "Good rain knows the season, and it happens when spring comes. He sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently."

This is Du Fu's spring night rain, and Yang Shouwen doesn't need to worry about copyright issues.

Shangguan Wan'er nodded slightly, with a smile on her face, but refused to comment.

Yang Shouwen paused for a moment and continued: "The wild paths are all black, and the boats are moored with fire. Look at the red and wet places in the morning, and the flowers are heavy in Jingluo City."

"good!"

Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but gently stroke her palm, "The poems of Qingzhi are pure and refined, but they are refreshing."

As she spoke, she picked up the curtain and looked forward.

I saw that in the drizzle, the gods could still be seen. The lights on the city were shaking, making Luoyang in the night rain a unique charm.

"Qingzhi has this literary talent, Luoyang is a place to live."

Yang Shouwen hurriedly bowed back the gift immediately, and even breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

Judging from what she meant, this time I passed the test.

Luoyang is indeed full of dangers. Originally, Yang Shouwen was a little sure of this trip to Luoyang, but now he suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. This time he entered Beijing, there were many obstacles. First, Wu Chongxun attacked Xiangshan Temple at night, and then Shangguan Wan'er's school exam on the way to Beijing... I don't know, what else will be waiting for him next?

"Miss Shangguan, Luoyang is here."

At this moment, a horse galloped from the front.

The knight immediately came to the carriage and whispered: "The city gate has been opened. Should we enter the city now?"

"Well, I guess the saint has been waiting for a long time, so don't delay any more and go straight to the city!"

"Here!"

The knight turned his horse's head and ran to the front again.

In the night, the capital of god Luoyang is right in front of him.
Chapter completed!