"Brother Song, you can live next door to me. Behind the house is a Qingshui River. Walk a few hundred meters south to get to Fuxue."
Song Mu did not refuse Kong Zong's invitation. Being able to have a quiet place to study and prepare for the upcoming college examination was what Song Mu wanted.
Now that Kong Zong could provide this convenience, Song Mu was very grateful.
"That's great, Brother Kong. This time, it's me who appreciates it again."
Song Mu walked into this unique courtyard with his things and looked at the cleanly cleaned room. He was quite impressed at the moment.
Kong Zong waved his hands and smiled. Such things were insignificant compared to the great opportunity Song Mu gave him.
And after getting along with him these days, it can be said that Song Mu's gentle and humble temperament is very suitable for Confucius. Confucius is very willing to make good friends with such a person and become close friends.
"Brother Song, then put your things away and let's go have a meal together. It's in a restaurant next to us. The food we've eaten these days has been bland and tasteless. I guess Brother Song also feels like there's no taste in his mouth, right?"
"Okay, but this meal must be invited by me." Song Mu said with a smile.
Kong Zong laughed happily and nodded.
"No problem, I'm not polite to Brother Song anymore."
Regarding Kong Zong as a friend, Song Mu also sincerely felt that he could have a deep friendship. Kong Zong's kindness and respect were not superficial, but came from the heart.
He also felt very calm when getting along with him, and it felt like a friendship between gentlemen. Song Mu recognized Kong Zong as his friend from the bottom of his heart.
After simply packing their luggage, Song Mu and Kong Zong went out immediately, found a seat by the second floor window of a nearby restaurant, and sat down to order food.
Jizhou Mansion is built on the mountain, and the city is towering. It can also take in the distant river scenery. Song Mu also saw the Gan River winding outside the city at a glance.
As night falls, the last ray of light from the sky illuminates the river, like a long dragon crossing the earth.
"It's a beautiful scenery here." Song Mu immediately praised, and Kong Zong also looked out the window and nodded in agreement.
"If Brother Song is willing to live in this city in the future, it will definitely be great." Kong Zong said so, and Song Mu just smiled lightly.
The boy came to pour tea, but Kong Zong suddenly remembered something and took out a booklet from his robe.
"Brother Song, I almost forgot. My old man at home bought the latest "Tianwen Magazine" after queuing for a long time in the book store these past two days. Take a look."
Kong Zong handed the booklet to Song Mu. Song Mu was also surprised at the moment, and took the "Tian Wen Jian" from the other party's hand with some curiosity.
When I opened it, I saw that it was the July issue of Tianwen Magazine.
Song Mu, who was holding the magazine, also pursed his lips unconsciously.
Today I also learned from Na Fan Tixue that the latest "Tianwen Magazine" has been released, and my poems are on it.
Thinking about how the other party praised him at that time, Song Mu couldn't help but hold his breath at the moment, wanting to see what kind of comments his poems would have this time.
With a little anxiety, Song Mu slowly opened the "Tianwen Magazine" and went straight to the poem chapter. The first one that came to his eyes was Song Mu's "Shiyang City Luanye County Learns Nostalgia" .
This poem directly occupies one page of the chapter, and there is much more appreciation below the whole poem. Because the first half of the poem quotes many allusions, there are many annotations, and the explanations are extremely detailed.
After this annotation, there is an explanation of the background of Song Mu's writing of this poem. It once again clearly describes the scene of demon turmoil in Shiyang County that day. These annotations are sufficient for this poem. set off.
After this, there is a comment.
"Throughout the ages, a true man must have high ambitions and become famous. The rhyme of this poem is excellent, and the whole article is full of allusions. It uses the past to express the present, and uses poetry to describe oneself. Everywhere is heroic and full of ups and downs. The whole article of the first article is full of unwillingness. But when I finally thought about it, I suddenly realized that this was the unyielding resistance of the literati.
I heard that the person who wrote this poem was also the author of the poem Cai Qi Ba Dou Xing Wen. This poem is still heroic and perverse, killing demons with fists, and serving the country. I read it in the middle of the night, and actually remembered the glorious years in the past, so I wrote it again in the middle of the night. Sword, there is blood surging in the chest, this poem is the best war poem! "
Song Mu read it softly, and at this moment, there was a picture in his mind. In a mansion in Chang'an, a very dignified old man lit up the lamp and looked at this poem. When he read the sentences, he felt so proud for a moment that he stood up. He took off the sword on the wall behind him, took out the sword and wiped it gently.
Song Mu suddenly showed a faint smile. Such comments made Song Mu feel excited.
Looking at the comment signature, Song Mu suddenly opened his eyes.
The great scholar Feng Qi.
This time the comment was not written by the previous scholar Yan Fu, but by a great scholar.
Feng Qi, a man from the Kaiwen period of the Wen Dynasty, was a descendant of the Feng family. He was a Jinshi scholar at the age of thirty and won three yuan in a row. He was a model for literati in the world.
Later, when he was in the Hanlin realm, he could defeat three monsters with one man without defeat, and became famous all over the world. After sixty years, he entered the realm of Confucianism.
Now he is already a veteran of the Wen Dynasty and a well-known figure in the Wen Dynasty, but he did not expect that he would comment on Song Mu's poem.
Song Mu was extremely surprised when he saw this name. Kong Zong took the "Tian Wen Jian" and took a look at it, and his eyes almost popped out.
"It's actually the great scholar Feng Qi!"
"A scholar like this is actually commenting on you, Brother Song!"
Kong Zong exclaimed repeatedly, apparently even more surprised than Song Mu. Now that he read the comment carefully, his expression was even more excited.
"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it. Brother Song, your poem is so famous all over the world. Even the great scholars praised you!"
"What was the situation like when you were writing your poem that day? I really regret that I missed such a scene after drinking so many glasses of wine!"
Kong Zong looked regretful at this moment. He was drunk by everyone that day and slept drunkenly all night before he realized that such a big thing had happened in the city. At this moment, he could only slap his thigh and sigh.
Song Mu took a deep breath and got out of the shock just now.
The two chatted for a few words and felt relieved at the moment. Kong Zong congratulated Song Mu. Now his demeanor was enough to be recorded in the Shiyang County annals.
From ancient times to the present in Shiyang County, only the ancestors of the Song family have been able to appear in the "Tianwen Magazine" twice in a row.
Even so, no one can rank first among poems twice in a row.
Moreover, the two poems are extremely talented and can be said to be unparalleled in the world.
When talking about this, Kong Zong also turned his grief and anger into appetite. He bluntly said that before this college examination, he must ask Song Mu for advice on how to write poems and songs.
After eating, Song Mu and Kong Zong returned to the mansion. After all, they were busy traveling, so they went back to their rooms to rest.
Song Mu returned to the room and weighed the money bag in his hand. He spent more than one or two silver dollars on a meal, which was quite luxurious for him now.
However, Song Mu immediately picked up the "Tian Wen Jian" with relief on his face.
Turning the pages of the book, Song Mu was no longer immersed in his own poems, but began to read other contents in the magazine.
"The war in the northwest has been calmed down, and the demon tribe has suffered heavy losses. It is said that a reward of 7,000 taels of gold will be offered to find Du Feiying's head, and he will be rewarded with a blood bath of the demon king. The rest of the world will take action after hearing this."
"In Zhongzhou, the destruction of the Qingzhou cultural context has been eliminated. The Qingtian Guards killed a demon sect leader in Jizhou Prefecture, Jiangnan West Road. We are currently investigating whether there are more clues."
"Academic examinations are about to begin in various places. It is rumored that the examination questions were written by Prince Shaofu. He was an academic official in Zhongzhou in the 20th year of Chongwen. He was very strict in marking papers and the most accurate in examinations. Therefore, the number of candidates in Zhongzhou that year was five At least ten years, and now students from all over the country say that this year’s college examination will be the most difficult year.”
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Song Mu flipped through some current affairs and read a few Hanlin policy papers, and his mood was a little erratic at the moment.
It was January again, and the affairs of the world were unfolding before his eyes. Song Mu's eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he became even more curious about the mysteries of this world.
The most important thing to me now is the college examination. Once I become a scholar, I will no longer feel sad when I look at the world's affairs.
After regaining his composure, Song Mu stood up, washed his face with water, spread out paper on the table, lit some oil lamps, and began to practice writing.
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