Every morning, the scorching sun hangs overhead, and in the evening the moon rises and blankets the land with a misty moonlight. After one rise and one fall, it is a day.

This is the fifth day that Nanxing and Shang Lu have stayed in the City Lord's Mansion.

If there is no one ringing bell in Nanxing and Shanglu, the maid will come once a day in the morning, noon, and evening party, and serve meals according to the time, and no one will disturb this small courtyard at ordinary times. However, as long as they walked out of the small courtyard, Zhuqing would not rush over and persuade Nanxing and Shang Lu to return to the courtyard, if it weren't for the lack of brilliance around the courtyard, they would all think that they were forbidden and trapped here.

On this day, just after lunch, Nanxing and Shang Lu were bored to pass the time by the clear pond, and the rabbit used his feet to stir the pond water from time to time, forming a circle of ripples.

Zhu Qing came to the small courtyard, saw that Nanxing and Shang Lu were outside the house, and arched his hand slightly: "Both, the city lord is invited." ”

The city lord was finally "free", and Nanxing couldn't figure out what the city lord was going to do, so he asked, "Can I take the rabbit with me?" Afraid that Zhuqing would not agree, Nanxing added, "This is my auxiliary spirit beast, and it has no attack power." ”

"Yes, please come with me."

Nanxing could feel that Zhu Qing's attitude was much better this time, unlike the arrogant appearance before.

After passing through a pavilion and water pavilion, he came to the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhu Qing made a "please" gesture and followed behind Nanxing and Shang Lu. This main hall is resplendent and splendid, not inferior to the palace at all, but it may be the limit of the size of the oasis, although the main hall has nine steps, but the height of each step is only two-thirds of the normal steps.

Due to the unusual height of this staircase, the situation after walking up this staircase is more annoying. Walking one step at a time, it looks extremely weird, as if you are holding back to go to the toilet, but walking two floors at a time, the steps are slightly larger, and it looks like an old cow climbing a mountain.

Nanxing and Shang Lu could both feel the mixed aura in the main hall, there should be a lot of people, so after the two of them looked at each other, they respectively gave themselves a longitudinal cloud technique, and jumped over the steps and landed outside the main hall door in a posture that seemed to be floating and flying.

"Okay." There was a cheer from the main hall.

Following the voice, the "good" came from the top of the temple. The man was dressed in a pale blue round-necked shirt and a folding fan in his hand, dressed as a scholar.

Looking at the other people in the hall, it was really all kinds of strange shapes. Some showed their sturdy upper bodies, wearing only sloppy pants, and their palm-wide heart guards were black and dense; Some of them were hunched up, with only a few pieces of burlap that were about to rot, and their hair was messy, as if there were unknown creatures drilling in and out.

However, the closer he got to the scholar's position, the more clean and tidy the people sitting behind the desk became, such as a middle-aged man who looked like a scribe next to the scholar, who did not look at Nanxing and Shang Lu, but leisurely stroked his long beard. And the beautiful woman sitting diagonally across from him, with pink cheeks and almond eyes, willow leaves and curved eyebrows, was looking at her makeup with a small vanity mirror at the moment, and she didn't care much about Nanxing and Shang Lu.

The scholar cleared his throat, and the voices in the hall were quiet, "These two only arrived in Broken Earth City a few days ago, and they are the VIPs this time, so they should sit in that position." The scholar pointed to the nearest empty desk under his head.

"Thank you, City Lord." Nanxing hurriedly thanked him, and then walked to the desk with Shang Lu and sat down.

"The Midsummer Poetry Meeting of Broken Earth City, start now." As Zhuqing sang and sang, the maid entered and put the four treasures of the study in her hand on the table in front of each participant.

The scholar looked at everyone with a smile and said: "There is an ancient saying: Zhong Nai Zhongye, Dou Zhi is due south, the hexagram is separate, and the five elements belong to fire. It's the middle of summer, and everything is in full bloom. The theme of today's poetry meeting is ......" The scholar said this, and did not continue to finish, but looked around.

At this time, some of the people in the hall looked happy, some had a solemn face, and some looked like Nanxing and Shang Lu...... They didn't have any expressions. Nanxing is basically half illiterate in the face of ancient or classical Chinese, and she doesn't understand it at all.

This is not to blame Nanxing, although 3700 years have also maintained ten years of basic education, but as a member of the bottom of the Blue Star, the school only ensures that everyone can know words, and will use most of the common machinery, if you have to learn anything in addition, it will have to pay an additional fee, so these elegant words are the weakness of Nanxing.

"The theme of today's poetry meeting is ...... Industrious. ”

The scholar's big turn is a bit abrupt, no one would have thought that the final topic would be diligence, there were so many midsummer things in front of him, and finally he was fixed on the word diligence.

The scribe bowed to the scholar, "Dare to ask the city lord, what is the connection between this midsummer and hard work?" ”

"Can't you all see the connection between the two?" The scholar closed the folding fan, and asked with the fan by clicking on the first and left columns respectively.

"Please give me advice."

The sound and movements were uniform, as if they had been rehearsed a thousand times, and Nanxing and Shang Lu hurriedly followed the action of everyone, but they were still half a beat slower.

The scholar's gaze fell on the two, "Don't you two understand it either?" ”

"Please teach the city lord."

"Hahaha." The scholar laughed out loud, "In that case, then I will tell you about it." Midsummer is followed by golden autumn, golden autumn season, harvest season, if you don't work hard, how can you get the harvest, do you say? ”

"The words of the city lord really made the slave family suddenly open up and benefited a lot." The beautiful woman's voice was soft and mixed with a little charm, but these words were sincere, and the scholar was obviously very useful after hearing them.

"Since you know it, then take diligence as the theme and write a poem. Time is three sticks of incense. Whichever poem wins the first prize can be selected in the auction at a later date. However...... "there seemed to be a sharp light in the scholar's eyes," the bottom ten of the rankings will receive a small punishment. ”

At this time, there were only twelve participants in the hall, not counting Nanxing and Shanglu, which means that if you can't get the top three, you will have to receive punishment, and the content of the punishment is not talked about, but after he finished speaking, the scribe and the beautiful woman all changed their faces, and it should not be a good punishment to pass.

"Shang Lu, do you know how to compose poetry?" Nanxing himself has no clue.

Shang Lu shook his head, "If only I had to make a program, it would be fine." I'm afraid it's ...... to compose poetry."

"Rabbit, what about you? Can you compose poetry? ”

"Master Rabbit, I'll make a mallet."

Seeing that the second incense had been replaced in the incense burner in the hall, not a single ink spot had fallen on the rice paper in front of Nanxing and Shang Lu. Looking up, the scribe and the beautiful woman seemed to have a draft, and their lips moved slightly, as if they were making revisions or polishes.

Nanxing's gaze fluttered around, but the scholar didn't care about it.

Anyway, if someone else's poems are the same as others, there is always a way to give them another question.