Jiang Qinglan didn't know if the fairy children of the heavens and all the worlds were like this, anyway, what happened next made Jiang Qinglan feel that Yang Tian was quite stunning.

The sand boat he found has a spacious deck, a small depth, a low freeboard, a girder arch that can quickly discharge waves, a strong and sensitive elevator, and many masts and sails, which perfectly raises the speed of the voyage, and the fast driving is also resistant to waves.

Jiang Qinglan stumbled twice on the boat, "I'm very good at doing things, what the old father said is right, he is indeed a powerful one." ”

Yang Tian looked at Jiang Qinglan indescribably, "Didn't you say that he didn't have a daughter as big as you?"

"The mortal adults lied to the child that the dead relatives would go to the heavens, and he looked exactly like my father who died before my death, so what's wrong with the old father?" Jiang Qinglan suddenly thought of a possibility, "You reacted so much, it can't be his own son, right? I called him old father, are you sour?"

"God's eyes are like lightning, if you talk nonsense like this, aren't you afraid of heavenly punishment?" Yang Tian frightened.

"If he knew, it was also the secret of your tongue. Jiang Qinglan said.

Yang Tian felt that if he continued to talk, he would be angry with Jiang Qinglan, and turned his head to ignore her.

Jiang Qinglan was not affected at all, and said with a smile, "I asked you to prepare the boat before, and you prepared it well, but what about the others?"

"Already said hello. "Yang Tiandao.

Jiang Qinglan nodded, didn't speak again, glanced at the blue sky, and there were two more thoughts in her eyes.

In addition to asking Yang Tian to prepare the ship to the White Emperor City, she also mentioned to him that she wanted to restore the scene in the poem "Chaofa White Emperor City".

The morning glow between the white emperor and the clouds, as well as the wind speed of thousands of miles of Jiangling in a day, these are things that cannot be controlled by the mortal world, Jiang Qinglan wants to prepare these by herself, and she has to take some trouble to discuss with the gods of the heavens to make it convenient, and let Yangtian prepare, but he has the intention to test his depth, but at this time, Yangtian told himself that he had already said hello.

It seems that the Emperor of Heaven is really not coaxing himself to play, this fairy boy is a powerful one.

Since he's a great one, it's a shame to put it there to sleep, you have to let him work!

Jiang Qinglan turned her gaze back to Yang Tian, her eyes full of love.

Li Bai was born in Shuzhong, his hometown is surrounded by lofty mountains, this is the first time he took a boat, looking at the waves rowing, Li Bai held the side of the boat with both hands nervously, so floating on the water, really won't sink? He was a little afraid!

However, what scared him even more was that after the boat had been walking for a while, a strong wind suddenly blew and pushed the boat upstream directly against the river, so frightened that Li Bai went directly into the cabin.

Jiang Qinglan was amused by Li Bai's reaction, and suddenly remembered some works she had read before her death, and the words inspired by the wind and waves were amazing.

So he turned around and took him out and pressed him on the board, "Xiaobai, don't be afraid, as the saying goes, a boy must have seen strong winds and waves to grow into a real man, and now that your opportunity to grow has come, how can you retreat?"

"Brother Jiang, the wind and waves are different from ours. Li Bai covered his eyes, "I don't look at it!

"No, you open your eyes and see. Jiang Qinglan squatted beside him, "Look at the momentum of the wind and rain all over the river, do you feel that poetry is flourishing? Do you want to write poetry?"

"I don't want to!" Li Bai hugged his head directly, "I don't want to write poetry at all, I just want to pee." ”

"Uh......" Jiang Qinglan let go of Li Bai slightly embarrassed, "Go ahead." ”

Li Bai was pardoned, disappeared from the board of the ship in an instant, and got back into the cabin.

"You want him to write poems, don't you want to go crazy?" Yang Tian, who was standing on the bow of the boat, looked at Jiang Qinglan with a foolish look.

Jiang Qinglan said a little sneeringly, "I heard that wind and waves can stimulate a man's fighting spirit, so I tried it, but I didn't expect to be so timid." ”

"It's still fun-loving like before. "The sound is extremely low.

It was expected that Jiang Qinglan couldn't hear clearly, and the corners of Yangtian's lips were slightly raised, with a hint of weird doting.

"What did you say?" Jiang Qinglan asked.