Nanshan picked up the teacup and looked at Tang Yuanzhou with a smile.

In Tang Yuanzhou's surprised gaze, Nanshan also took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea in his hand.

After Tang Yuanzhou reacted, his face sank instantly.

Nanshan didn't pay attention to the rules, that is, he didn't give him the face of Tang Yuanzhou, the tiger of Jingchuan.

However, at this moment, Nanshan, who had put down the teacup over there, had already opened his mouth to chant poetry.

"After the east fence was shaken, Mi Yan was urged by the cold."

The first sentence of the opening chapter made Tang Yuanzhou, the tiger of Ikawa, who was angry, quiet down instantly.

Hu Tangyuan didn't speak, and looked at Nanshan silently with tea.

Nanshan showed an apologetic and leisurely smile and continued to read.

"The sleet is newly demolished, and the frost is suddenly opened."

After reading this sentence, no one in the room reacted, and Zhu Yuan and Yuanji, who were shocked by the atmosphere just now, were silent and reduced to the background.

Nanshan glanced at the two friends with his spare eyes, picked up the chrysanthemum tea again, and took a shallow sip again.

"Wild fragrance is full of guest sleeves, and the forbidden stamen is in the sky."

After reading this sentence, Nanshan turned his gaze to Tang Yuanzhou, and after meeting the latter's gaze for a moment, he slowly spit out the last sentence.

"Don't share the spring orchid, melodious butterflies come from afar."

The tea was drunk and the poem was finished!

However, for a brief moment, no one spoke.

I don't know how long it took, but Tang Yuanzhou, the tiger of Ikawa, stood up and laughed, full of pride.

"Hahaha...... In Xiao Xie Yuan's eyes, I, Tang Yuanzhou, have become a person who attracts bees and butterflies! ”

Tang Yuanzhou's words, although he was laughing at himself, his tone was very happy.

Nanshan's last sentence 'Don't share Chunlan, melodious butterflies come' is praising Tang Yuanzhou, not flowing with Chunlan, and saying that Tang Yuanzhou is noble and noble.

In the latter sentence, Nanshan metaphorized himself and his friends as distant butterflies, looking for Tang Yuanzhou.

"Is Tang Gong satisfied with this poem?"

Nanshan saw that Tang Yuanzhou was in a very good mood and in a good mood, so he made a joke.

"Satisfied, satisfied!"

Tang Yuanzhou nodded in praise, but the next moment he turned the finger at Nanshan's friends Zhu Yuan and Yuanji.

"Satisfaction is satisfaction, this tea, Xiao Xie Yuan can drink it as much as he wants."

"However, you two friends still have to follow the rules."

When Nanshan heard this, his face remained unchanged, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Yuan and Yuanji, and gave them a look that was both encouraging and comforting.

Zhu Yuan and Yuanji, although they were slightly flustered, they were both talented people who had experienced the test, and they had not seen similar occasions, and they recovered most of them after a little pranayama.

The first to stand up and chant poetry was Zhu Yuan, Zhu Yuan nodded to Nanshan first, and finally looked at Tang Yuanzhou, bowed his hand, and recited poetry.

"A clump of cold chrysanthemums is more than Qionghua, covering the green veil ...... the sunny window"

After Zhu Yuan finished reading, confidence appeared on his face and he bowed.

Seeing that the two friends were in the limelight, Yuanji was also full of pride, and then stood up and recited the poem.

"Lifting the pot chrysanthemum bank, happy hibiscus pond ......"

After the two poems were written, the Tang Mansion fell into a brief silence.

Of course, this kind of silence is different from the previous quiet, and the atmosphere is more harmonious and inclusive.

I don't know how long it took, after the host Tang Yuanzhou eased up, he picked up the chrysanthemum tea in front of him and said with a smile.

"It's easy to read, but it's hard to travel, and it's hard to get off the gold list in high school."

"With this tea alone, I wish the three little friends a bright future, and they will be the first."

Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji, who heard the words, hurriedly got up and served tea in return.

Tang Yuanzhou is a senior, and Nanshan and others dare not lose their manners.

After the three of them sat down, Tang Yuanzhou asked his subordinates to change the three of Nanshan with new tea.

In this regard, the guest is with the host, Tang Yuanzhou feasted Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji in the house, and after a while of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, chatting, Nanshan and the three of them each carried a letter of recommendation and walked out of the Tang Mansion in the evening.

Early the next morning, the three people who rushed to the exam did not continue to stay, and the three horses and five people continued to move forward despite the wind and frost.

……

Boom Boom!

The sky was dark, the autumn thunder was gusting, the misty drizzle fell, and the cool and slippery drove away the Nanshan group.

Deep in the mountains and forests, there are no people, Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, Yuanji, Nan Ruyan, Ruan Xiao four or five people took their luggage, led the horses to move forward in the rain, and finally found a dilapidated mountain temple before dark.

Although the mountain temple is dilapidated, it is enough to shelter from the rain.

"Brother Yuan, how far are we from the nearest station?"

For a long time, they have always taken the official road in Nanshan, and as long as they do not deviate from the route, they will always encounter the post station.

That's why Nanshan has this question!

"Hey...... We're still a little far from the post station, and we can only do it at the mountain temple tonight! ”

Yuanji was also a little helpless, under normal circumstances, they came on horseback all the way, and they could arrive at various post stations before dark.

However, in their team, Nan Ruyan and Ruan Xiaosi were all barefoot, Nanshan and Zhu Yuan were not good at horseback riding, and several people walked and stopped, watching the scenery all the way, of course, it seemed slower.

The night is getting darker!

The autumn rain outside the mountain temple is continuous, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain makes people feel slightly uneasy.

"Let's come all the way, the weather is rainy and sunny, the weather is not beautiful, and the situation is not very good!"

It was still Yuanji who spoke, and his words were full of sighs.

And there were still words in Yuanji's words, which immediately attracted the attention of Nanshan and Zhu Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong?"

Enyoshi looked at the autumn rain outside the temple, put his changed clothes on the wooden rack next to him, and prepared to dry them at night.

After tidying up his clothes, Yuanji came to the bonfire and said with a slightly heavy emotion.

"In the north, continuous autumn rain can be a poem, a feeling, or an artistic conception."

"However, in the south, the continuous autumn rain is no longer poetry, but more of a disaster."

Nanshan didn't understand what Yuanji said, and a puzzled expression immediately appeared on his face.

Yuanji didn't hide it, and directly said his opinion.

"In the south, if the autumn rains continue, the rivers will overflow and the farmland will be backfilled, and if the rain does not stop in time, the consequences are unimaginable."

"The farmland is full of water, the rice that is about to ripen will not have time to be harvested, and the mud fields will collapse in large areas, which will be a loss for the people."

"It's not terrible that the mud fields have collapsed, but what is terrible is that the people's livelihoods will be cut off, and the people's hearts will also collapse."

"At that time...... At that time......"

After the words, Yuanji didn't dare to continue.

Nanshan and Zhu Yuan have never been to the south, so they don't know enough about it, and they don't take it to heart.

It rained heavily for three days and two nights.

When Nanshan and the others set off again, the wind and sun were beautiful, the autumn was high and refreshing, and the streams and rivers on both sides of the road were clear.

However, in the southernmost part of the field, groups of people stood.

"Thief God, do you want anyone to live!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Grain...... Grain...... Nope! ”

"Daddy, kid, our rice is dead, it's all dead!"

“……”

In the rice fields, ordinary people and farmers went down to the fields to try to save the food that had not yet died.

Luo Dafu is an authentic farmer, Luo Dafu gently pulled out a piece of rice, the rice plants have been soaked in water for several days due to lack of oxygen, and the roots have rotted.

The first root was rotten, and Luo Dafu didn't speak.

The second root is still rotten, and Luo Dafu is silent.

The third root is still a rotten root, and Luo Dafu's face is as pale as charcoal.

……

By the time he finished ploughing the farmland he was responsible for, all the rice had rotted roots.

Luo Dafu's face was pale, regardless of kneeling in the mud field, looking desperate.

What is planted in the field is the food of Luo Dafu and his family, the livelihood of their family, and the taxes of the officials and lords in the city.

Now that the food is gone, Luo Dafu doesn't know what to do, doesn't know if their family can survive, and doesn't know how to deal with the officials who are about to come to the door to ask for food.

Three days later, on the edge of Nanping Province, there was a small famine, and some people made trouble, and it was suppressed.

Half a month later, in the southernmost part of Nanping Province, refugees suddenly appeared, and the number gradually increased.

A month later, there was turmoil in many places in Nanping Province, and the people rebelled one after another, and those who raised flags and unveiled poles began to appear.

……

In short, in a word, the South is really in chaos.

This month, Nanshan and his party went north along the official road, and although it was difficult all the way, they could still pass.

Suddenly, the sound of horses and whips came from behind everyone, and everyone gave way, and another hurried messenger left.

"Is there a war in the south?"

"I don't know, but in just three days, we have encountered seven or eight fast horses, not a war, but definitely a big event."

On the side of the road, Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji looked at each other, and they all saw shock and curiosity in each other's eyes.

After the urgent envoy left, the three re-entered the official road and continued on their way.

Nanshan looked at the dry and abnormal sky, he was irritable, and there was always a feeling of disaster when the scorching sun was coming, so he turned his head and asked his friend Yuanji.

"I often hear people say that the north is dry, and the south will be waterlogged, is it really true?"

The problem of Nanshan, like a thunderbolt, made Yuanji immediately think of a possibility that the south may have been flooded.

"It's not accurate, but it's not far from ten."

Enji answered Nanshan's question, and his tone was extremely bitter.

When Nanshan heard this, he also realized the problem.

Needless to say, the south must have been flooded, and at the same time there was a high probability of riots, which may be the reason for the haste these days.

Zhu Yuan on the side also heard the solemnity in the tone of the two, Zhu Yuan's mind was lively, and he did not think about the suffering of the people, but instead pulled the topic to the imperial examination.

"If there is a flood in the south, will this be the question you said will be the subject of this test?"

As soon as these words came out, Nanshan and Yuanji, who cared about the world's major affairs, immediately turned around and discussed with Zhu Yuan the feasibility of the topic of flooding in the south, as well as related remedial measures.

……

Another month has passed.

Nanshan and his party got closer and closer to the capital, and on this day, the five of them entered the Yingchuan boundary and stopped in a small city called Wuwei.

Wuwei County, guest house.

Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji sat around a dining table and listened carefully to the storyteller of the restaurant talking about major events in the world.

Today, the people of the south have rebelled, and the war has spread to the north.

Fortunately, the war did not affect Youzhou Mansion, nor did it affect the north, and Nanshan and the others were still at ease.

"It is said that thieves are swarming in the southern central zone, and there are smart people who bring troublemakers to sweep from the south, and there are refugees everywhere, and the land is famine."

"There is also Wang Zhishan who occupies Jishui, Xishui, and draws water, and takes the land of Sanshui as the base, and calls himself the king of Jishui."

"There are also rumors that Tusi from all over the south have raised troops to capture and plunder various prefectures and counties."

"Chen Jiu, the thief king of Dayan Mountain, rose up, echoing Wang Zhishan from afar, and Nanping Mansion is full of enemies."

“……”

Nanshan frowned, from the storyteller's mouth, he didn't hear a single piece of good news.

The news that Mr. Storyteller said is not a secret, as long as you have some brains, you can draw conclusions by summarizing it a little.

Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji walked here, and they often discussed this situation, of course, they knew that it was boring.

The situation in Nanping Province was mainly caused by floods, which caused the people to have no food to eat, and some local township officials came to collect taxes, which led to unrest among the people.

Of course, in this process, there must be villains who provoke the people and use some good food to bewitch and swagger the refugees.

This led to bandits going out of the mountains, rebellions, and even people with intentions to occupy the land as the king, divide the land and seal the territory, and did a rebellion.

Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji looked at each other, and their eyes were full of worry.

Unlike these people who live in the Northland, they come from the South and know that if there is chaos in the South, their relatives and families will not be happy.

Because of the distance, people here listen to the turmoil in the south as a story and don't take it seriously.

"Let's go upstairs, if we can be promoted, he will get an official position one day, and he should go back to the south to quell the rebellion!"

Nanshan withdrew his gaze on Mr. Storyteller, greeted Zhu Yuan and Yuanji, got up and walked upstairs to the room.

Zhu Yuan and Yuanji smiled bitterly and got up to follow.

Along the way, the friendship between the three deepened and they got to know each other, Zhu Yuan and Yuanji knew that Nanshan was worried about the injustice of the war in the south and the disaster to the surrounding areas, especially the relatives who settled in Youzhou Mansion.

After Nanshan, Zhu Yuan, and Yuanji left, the two scholars sitting opposite each other in the corner of the restaurant looked at the backs of Nanshan and the others and spoke.

"They are the people of Youzhou Mansion, can they take care of the affairs of our Nanping Mansion?"

The scholar who spoke was called Jiang Hao, who was born in Nanping Mansion, and his family was a big family in Nanping Mansion.

The relationship between the Jiang family in Nanping Mansion is intertwined, and some people are rich.

Therefore, in Jiang Hao's opinion, the people who can calm the troubles in Nanping Mansion should be the people of their Nanping Mansion.

"Youzhou Mansion is behind Nanping Mansion, Nanping is restless, and Youzhou will definitely not be able to sit still."

Sitting opposite Jiang Hao, it was Li Qi who spoke, who was also from a big family in Nanping Mansion.

"Humph! We, the big clans of Nanping Mansion, are not in a hurry, what are they anxious about? ”

"Look down on us? Or don't you take us seriously? ”

Jiang Hao's words were a little reckless and a little harsh.

Li Qi shook his head, looked at the storyteller in the restaurant, thought about it and said.

"I think there's some truth to what that kid just said!"

"What do you mean?"

"Brother Jiang, don't worry~!"

Li Qi and Jiang Hao looked at each other, their eyes were serious, and their expressions were serious.

"Brother Jiang, if I wait for the middle move, do I stay in the capital and wait for the opportunity, or do I get an official and a half-position to go back to the south to quell the rebellion?"

"Of course it'......"

"Our home is in Nanping Province, our family is also in Nanping Province, and our roots are even more in Nanping Province."

Li Qi looked at Jiang Hao again, with a glint in his eyes.

"Brother Jiang, Nanping Mansion is unstable, and we don't have any face to mix in the capital."