In the eastern part of Great Xia, the most beautiful and rich pearl of the vast land of China, Chuzhou.

Located in the first freshwater lake of Great Xia, Qiushui City on the shore of Lingbo Lake, even if it is time at this time, it is still brightly lit and full of people, as if after nightfall, it is the most prosperous time in this big city.

The unique geographical environment and the climate with four distinct seasons make the life of the people of Chuzhou extremely comfortable and rich, and they have become the people who know how to enjoy life the most in Daxia, especially the state capital Qiushui City, which will close the city gate for curfew, and even if it is just winter at this time, the cold is beginning to appear, and after dinner, every family will go to the street or the lake to take a walk and take a walk to help eliminate food.

Perhaps it was the sudden rise in temperature that made the fog of Lingbo Lake extra full tonight, the billowing mist rose from the surface of the lake, and then rolled up and down with the breeze on the lake, like a huge and continuous fog beast, devouring everything around it, including the dotted islands on the lake.

On the one hand, because of the wind blowing in the direction of Qiushui City, the fog beasts in the lake have just made the extraordinarily dense fog beasts in the lake slowly swallow towards this big city, so that people can directly enjoy the unique steam Lingbo Lake wonders of this Great Xia Chuzhou without having to drive a boat into the lake, and on the other hand, this year is the annual talent poetry conference in Qiushui City.

If the northwest of Great Xia, including the national capital of Shenjing, are all rough and martial tough guys, then Chuzhou and the eastern part of Great Xia are just the opposite, the folk atmosphere is more delicate, and the girls also like the young and beautiful girls of Qiushui City to let go of their past reserves and come to watch together.

The 36 states of Great Xia are vast and boundless, and different cultures are extremely diverse, but they are constantly intersecting and blending, which is the charm of the entire dynasty.

There are many talented people in the city of Daqiushui, and this poetry conference held on the shore of Lingbo Lake has a great influence in the whole Chuzhou, if anyone wins tonight, then tomorrow morning their name and portrait will be directly placed on the boudoir incense table of the young lady of the famous family in Chuzhou.

Once he became famous and known in the whole state, such a temptation made a large number of folk talents who were quite confident in themselves rush to participate, but this time the poetry meeting has some variables, that is, there is an additional young Confucian from Shenjing City.

There is a huge pavilion on Lingbo Lake, carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and corners, at a glance it is from the hand of the master craftsman, and at the same time a huge water pontoon bridge, connecting the pavilion and the river bank, and this pavilion is the place where the poetry meeting is held, and it has reached the final decisive stage at this time.

The entire huge river bank was full of people who came to watch, and the black crowd leaned down one after another, wanting to see the honor of these great talents, especially those girls, who burst out with extremely huge energy, firmly occupying the first row, the best viewing position.

"That young brother in a black Confucian shirt is the Shenjing man who recently opened the Great Xia School Palace in our Qiushui City, what does it seem to be called Xue Beichuan?"

At the front of the riverbank, there are several extraordinarily beautiful girls, who should have an extraordinary family background, and there are several burly guards behind them, using their bodies to block the crowd, one of them is a girl in pale pink clothes, gently speaking to her companions, and then the eyes of the group have looked at the figures in the gazebo.

I saw that on the brightly lit pavilion, there were several graceful sons, standing with their hands in their hands, their faces were confident and flying, and they had a lot of vitality, but in the middle of these talents, there was a young man wearing a black Confucian shirt with an ordinary face, but he was extremely calm, his eyes were lowered, looking at the calm lake in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The girls looked at the young Confucian in the pavilion, and then beside the girl in pink, another young girl responded softly, her voice was soft and glutinous, and it was extremely good.

"I don't know if they are from Shenjing City, but they are indeed from Shenjing City, and they have a holy order to open a Daxia School Palace in Qiushui City. ”

As soon as the soft and glutinous voice fell, in the center of the girls, a man with white skin as snow, but looking at the young Confucian in the pavilion, there was a hint of amusement and interest in his eyes, he lightly opened his red lips and said:

"We don't know whether to admire this young Confucian newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or to say that his brain is not good, chose Qiushui City to open the Great Xia School Palace, Qiushui City is not lacking in talent and school, if you want to gain a firm foothold, you have to see if he has this ability, at least to take a poetry leader, in order to be able to be somewhat convincing. ”

As the girl said, the entire Chuzhou, including the eastern region of Great Xia, has a very heavy humanistic atmosphere, the people are rich and rich, and the education is also far ahead of the rest of the states, and the literati have their own arrogance, and they want to parachute here and open a school palace named after the country name Daxia, the difficulty can be imagined.

The people of Qiushui City on the riverbank were talking about each other, and when they were talking, in the poetry club in the pavilion, several old gentlemen who were highly respected and referees looked at each other, and then an old and clear voice came out:

"Today, the wonder of the steaming Lingbo Lake, which only appears in the lake, is extremely fortunate to appear on the edge of the autumn water city, so the last round of this poetry meeting, with the lake fog as the theme, a poem, to take advantage of the occasion. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, not that the topic of this last round was too difficult, but it was too simple, it can be said that it is located in the autumn water city on the shore of Lingbo Lake, no matter which talented and beautiful woman, this poetry must be an enlightenment work, and at least three poems are written on weekdays.

But under the avenue, the easiest is often the most difficult.

However, just when the crowd was boiling and there was a lot of discussion, a gentle old man's call sounded on the entire huge Lingbo Lake, like a kind old man in the twilight, softly calling out to his family members who had not returned from home for a long time.

This call came from an unknown distance of thousands of miles, so it was very light and light, so light that no one in the entire Autumn Water City and Lingbo Lake Island could hear it, but in the forbidden land of Lingbo Lake, there was a being who heard the call and immediately responded.

The huge Maple Leaf Island in the center of the lake suddenly began to shake violently, and the entire lake shook with it, triggering waves of outward sweeping tides, the tide was surging, and then a whale roar like thunder resounded through another unknown space, almost shattering everything directly.

After a few breaths, the fiery red island in the center of the lake lifted up, revealing the huge eyes beneath the water's surface, looking west, the direction from which the call came, and there was a strong emotion in the eyes.

Excited, excited, can't wait!

Then the Maple Leaf Island slammed forward, and the entire void in front of it shattered, and the giant whale turned into a red ray and rose into the sky.

At the same time, the Qiushui Poetry Society, the rest of the talented people finished writing poems one after another, and only the young Confucian Xue Beichuan was left, under the gaze of countless curious or disdainful eyes, he turned his head slightly and looked at the misty rolling lake.

But suddenly, a red thunderbolt pierced through the heaven and earth in front of him very abruptly, and the entire Qiushui City suddenly flashed red.

The young Confucian waved his sleeves lightly, no longer hesitated, opened his mouth lightly, and said:

"In the air of independence, the clouds and mist are heavy.

An arc of light rose from the west, and the pointing person saw that it was a red dragon. ”

This poem came out, covering the audience, and the leader of the poetry meeting has been decided.

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