When he returned to the house, Yang Guang's heart was still beating. He was always worried that his father, Yang Jian, who was the one who fought in the north, would chase him and slapped him.

Regardless of whether he steals a woman or not, it is certain that he is afraid of his wife from the situation just now. If Dugu Jialuo knows about this, huh, wouldn't he have to peel him off?

But fortunately, it was fine. After a long time, there was no movement, so Yang Guang relaxed a little.

From yesterday evening to now Yang Guang, let alone Yang Jian Dugu Jialuo, he didn't even see his elder brother Yang Yong and his elder sister Yang Lihua, only met two real Northern Zhou warriors at the entrance of the East Cross Courtyard, three nurses and a close companion to read a book boy.

As soon as he was breathing evenly, his close companion Xiaoshutong came in in a daze, saying that Xiaoshu was naturally not very young, and Yang Guang had a clear reconnaissance yesterday.

The little book is named Li, and his name is Li Xingzhi. His family has been scholars for generations. He is only 14 years old this year. Perhaps Dugu Jialuo intended to let Li Xingzhi highlight the beauty and intelligence of her second child. This little book reader is not good-looking but stupid. His only advantage is that he is honest, loyal and obedient, and he does whatever he wants!

It was too difficult to call Li Xingzhi's name, so Yang Guang directly gave him a new nickname Li Xiaohei yesterday, because although Li Xingzhi is a scholar, his face is similar to those of the three strong nurses, and this code name is just as appropriate!

"Hello, Second Young Master, I'm here to help you practice calligraphy, but did the second Young Master not eat just now?" He was so dark but he spoke politely. He was slower, just like a CD-ROM slow release. The impatient person would definitely not be able to stand it, so he kicked him out!

But Yang Guang found it very fun because many things, including the confirmation of identity, age, time and place, were obtained from Li Xiaohei. Moreover, this guy is obviously a loyal master. He might as well use him to practice his skills in this turbulent era!

"Hmm? What did the young master ask you to call yourself yesterday?" Yang Guang pretended to be unhappy. He was familiar with this expression because his favorite thing since childhood was to bully people.

Li Xingzhi was stunned and was startled. He quickly stepped forward to apologize, "Young man, it's a little heizi who is here to help the young master practice calligraphy..."

Yang Guang nodded with satisfaction, "Well, that's the case. But yesterday, I accidentally fell down and lost some amnesia when I was playing in the pond in the yard. Don't publicize it everywhere, so as not to worry about my parents!"

Li Xingzhi was moved by the side and tears were almost falling. Ancient 14-year-old scholars were basically adults. Moreover, he started working in Suiguo Duke's Mansion last year. He felt the rare filial piety of the second son, and immediately patted his chest to express his determination.

"Don't worry, Second Young Master, Xiao Heizi is your person. You don't want to say anything. Even if the master's wife asks, Xiao Heizi is still tight-lipped."

Yang Guang smiled faintly and gave Xiao Heizi a little bit of silver from the cabinet, "Haha, I know you are reliable. I will reward you with this little silver. I will continue to work hard in the future!"

Xiao Heizi was even more grateful. Although the Li family has been a scholar for generations, their luck has not been good in recent years, so a little bit of money can make him grateful for it for several months.

Of course, Yang Guang was definitely deliberately slapping a sweet date. Just kidding, his first shadow bodyguard in China is just as easy to play with an ancient dementia little book boy?

Of course, he didn't give this money for nothing. He asked someone to help him. Although he could use his master's identity to instruct Xiao Heizi how to do it, the effect would definitely not be as good as giving some rewards to him.

"Come here and sit down, Xiao Heizi. I don't remember anything when I saw the calligraphy I knew before yesterday after falling into the water. My body's reaction was not serious. It seems that I have to ask you to teach me again..."

Xiao Heizi dared not delay it. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and went forward to show his example seriously, because Yang Guang was very smart and he could just demonstrate anything to him. Xiao Heizi would not doubt why Yang Guang suddenly couldn't write. He just said that the young master was frightened and forgot about it.

In the room, under the red candle, one person teaches and the other learns carefully, and the effect is immediate.

It turned out that after Yang Guang traveled to Yang Guang, not only did he not lose his original memory, but his own advantages and strengths were fully inherited. Of course, he still needed a long time to integrate the two into one. At that time, the new Yang Guang must have been even more invincible.

But his time travel is rather miserable. Others bring at least a watch, a mobile phone or higher-tech stuff, but he didn't bring any hair. His time travel has nothing to do with matter, and it's pure soul. To put it bluntly, the moment he was cursed, his character exploded and his soul traveled directly into Yang Guang's body, so he came clean and without any worries!

Half an hour had passed before he knew it, and the three nurses had already brought their snacks. Yang Guang came up to study hard. The key was that he knew that he had to make up some basic ancient skills with the least time so that he would not reveal any flaws and continue to become a real person.

So he simply ate snacks with Xiao Heizi while practicing calligraphy. He should be lucky. Yang Jian was interrupted by accident with the little maid Ping'er in the cave. Although he had picked up his pants and chased him out and didn't see anything, he was still worried and immediately returned to the room to check the situation. When he saw that Dugu Jialuo was completely unaware of it, he was considered to have escaped a disaster. He reminded himself that he could not mess around in the mansion next time, and the danger coefficient was too high!

Dugu Jialuo happened to be in a very good mood and forced him to walk in the garden in the mansion. As he walked, he suddenly felt light rain, so he hid in Yang Guang's east cross-yard, which was closer to the garden!

When they entered the door, they saw a scene that touched all parents in the world. Ah-hu was practicing calligraphy while eating snacks. It seemed that he had been standing for a long time, with fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, and the rice paper written next to him was already a pile.

Yang Guang was concentrating on practicing calligraphy without paying attention to Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo had already walked in, but the nurse had seen it a long time ago and quickly stood up to salute, "I will see the master's wife!"

Of course, this is inner courtesy, which is the ordinary ritual in the family. If it is on a big scale, it must be called Sui Guo Duke, Zhu Guo or General.

Yang Jian waved his hand to show his mercy and smiled at each other with his wife Dugu Jialuo. He saw the beauty in his heart. At this time, Yang Guang was also alarmed. He was the first time he had seen his parents in this world when he was in a sedan chair, but that was fine. Otherwise, he would not know where he met him and couldn't even recognize his parents. That would be a waste?

He quickly put down the snacks and wolf pen in his hand and bowed to salute, "Hello, Dad, Mother!"

As he said that, he looked at the little rain outside the window and immediately ordered, "Mum, make a cup of hot tea for my father and mother to warm up your body. Why did it suddenly rain this day..."

But I said in my heart, Yang Jian, Yang Jian, as long as I catch you in the future, I am afraid that my wife likes to steal fishy fish, I won’t play with you in the middle of applause, hum!

But on the surface, I dare not relax at all, and I concentrate on pleasing and serving, but I cannot show too obvious signs of flattery.

Dugu Jialuo really liked it so much that he strode over and hugged Xiao Yang Guang, who was already taller than him, in his arms, touching his head intimately, "Okay, I've grown up, I'm becoming more and more obedient and sensible. I'm talking about adults. Husband, do you think?"

Yang Jian was naturally happy, and he was happy when his wife was happy. In fact, he was particularly in the mood to share with Dugu Yushui and other things these days. Unfortunately, Dugu Jialuo had his period, so he used local materials to find his little maid Ping'er to make up the numbers. So today he was very tolerant, "You just protect him. Grandma is so old. I started a family and started a career and fought on the battlefield at his age! But the second child has always been very filial, which is still good."

Taking this opportunity, Yang Guangcai looked up and observed the two of them carefully. Yang Jian was in his 30s, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, straight nose, wide mouth, and grand appearance. He was naturally full of majestic spirit. Even strangers he didn't know could tell at a glance that this person was definitely not an ordinary person, and his future must be limitless.

Dugu is also a good age for women. He is about 30 years old and has fair skin, eyebrows, spring, and his figure is slightly plump, but he looks even more sexy and attractive. No wonder Yang Jian is so afraid of his wife. With a woman like Dugu Jialuo, he doesn’t lose money every day and night. But men in the world are the same, and they always don’t know how to be content. Besides, the fragrance of home flowers is not as beautiful as the home flowers. No matter how beautiful the home flowers are, they will become fucked. Where can there be the stimulation of going out to pick flowers everywhere!

However, before Yang Jian finished his words, he always had strict requirements on his children. "Since there is nothing wrong today, grandma, have you made progress in poetry? It is raining outside, so you can write a poem based on the theme of rain and combine the changes of the four seasons to listen to it!"

Although this requirement is a bit too much, it was normal for everyone in ancient times. The so-called postgraduate entrance examination in literature is just to recite poems and write calligraphy and painting. Yang Jian has great literary attainments in literature and martial arts, and Dugu Jialuo is even a great expert, and his literary literacy is even far above Yang Jian.

So she was also full of expectations when Yang Jian said this.

When Yang Guang heard this, he laughed in his heart. Grandma's, fortunately he didn't take the calligraphy and painting test, otherwise what would he draw? Draw Xu Beihong's horse or Qi Baishi's shrimp? Writing a poem? Damn, Yang Jian, aren't you hitting the gun? If you don't know how to write three hundred Tang poems, then come out without opening your mouth. Today, I will also let you see the skills of the third brother, haha.

So he immediately bowed and bowed in a fake manner, "Yes, grandma is obeying her father's order. Somehow, grandma is also very popular today. Let's do it, hurry up and prepare for the record. I suddenly thought of several good poems!"

The people present were even more interested when he bluffed, so what else could he be polite? He opened his mouth and came:

The light rain on the street is as moist as soft,

The grass looks close but nothing,

The best spring benefits,

It is absolutely better than the smoke and willows of the imperial capital.

A simple and simple seven-character quatrain that has been known throughout the ages, this poem was suppressed as soon as it was revealed by Yang Jian, Dugu Jialuo, but this was just the beginning. Yang Guang's poetic excitement was like the flooding of the Yellow River.

Every family rains in the Huangmei season,

Frogs everywhere in the green grass and pond.

I don't come for midnight if I have an appointment.

Idle knocking on chess pieces and falling lanterns.,

Then the third one:

The black clouds have turned over the ink and have not covered the mountain.

White rain jumps into the boat randomly.

The wind blows away suddenly,

The water below the lake tower is as high as the sky.

Then the fourth poem, the fifth poem, the sixth poem, the seventh poem, and at the end, he actually wrote twelve poems about rain and seasons in one breath, and each poem shocked the people around him. He had never heard of this kind of poem in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It was simple, grand and long and catchy. It was a miracle.

The little heizi, who was in charge of the record, opened his mouth wide and never closed it. Even the three nannies who were uneducated and illiterate all thought that these must be good poems, because even they could recite them very well.

In fact, it was not their fault, because in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, they were all rigid palace poetry, and they were all so-called erotic poems that describe palace life. So when I heard about such fresh works, I couldn't believe that this was true.

After being shocked, Dugu Jialuo rushed over again and hugged Yang Guang, who was more than one head higher than him, and kissed him on his arms. Yang Guang couldn't help but blush and his heart beat. The little brother held the sky with his head held high.

Because Dugu Jialuo was a beautiful time when a woman was so mature that she could eat, Yang Guang had to resist the urge to pounce on her and warn herself over and over again that even if she was traveling in another world, she was her mother, and she could not think or touch her randomly. But when she thought about not touching her randomly, she could not help but look down at the deep ditch on Dugu Jialuo's chest.

"My Ah, I'm such a genius, a genius! The rhetoric is simple, the parallelism is neat but the artistic conception is extraordinary. Good poetry, good poetry!"

However, Yang Jian was Yang Jian after all. After all, he quickly calmed down after being happy, and his face turned a little ugly, "Ah, are you really doing these things at will?"

Yang Guang, who was still feeling the soft and gentle place in Dugu's arms, quickly nodded and affirmed, "My father, it was indeed the child who did it just now when he saw it raining outside. Could it be that he did something bad?"

Then Yang Jian strode over and patted his shoulder majesticly, "It's true that there has been progress, but you have to be more diligent and harder, do you know?"
Chapter completed!