The morning fog has dispersed, the sun is shining on the vast river surface, and the breeze is stirring up waves of sparkling light, and the boatman's call is faintly heard.
Song Mu raised his head and glanced at the scenery outside the window. He exhaled and put down the brush in his hand.
And under the pen, a few lines of text have appeared.
"Brother Song, can you have something to eat?"
A wooden door was pushed open, and Kong Zong pushed it in. The rising sun behind him shone into the small cabin. At this moment, the two of them were on a wooden boat of more than ten meters, heading south.
Song Mu and Kong Zong stayed in Shiyang County for ten days, and then set off for Fucheng to start studying and practicing in Fuxue.
The past ten days have passed very quickly, but Song Mu has also helped the family with a lot of things. At least now the stew shop has been opened, and after a few days of trial operation, the benefits are still very good.
Nowadays, he can make dozens or hundreds of copper plate profits a day, and Song Liangda is also happy about it.
Before setting off yesterday, Song Mu also wrote inscriptions in the Jingzhen Pavilion that had been repaired, and the young man wrote poems in the pavilion. These are also good stories, and they are even more unique in their time.
"At the beginning of human beings, their natures are good, their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart..."
"Hey, is Brother Song writing that nursery rhyme right now?"
Song Mu poured a cup of tea for Kong Zong. Kong Zong immediately noticed the words on the paper in front of Song Mu. He read it lightly and looked at Song Mu in surprise.
Seeing this, Song Mu nodded and opened his mouth to explain.
"I just had an idea in my mind, so I wrote it down. I haven't thought about the rest yet."
When Kong Zong heard what Song Mu said, his face showed joy. He even reached out to take Song Mu's paper with some excitement. He read it carefully and nodded.
"The first twelve characters are the teachings of Confucius and Mencius. Human nature is inherently good. Every word is precious. Brother Song, I like your parallel prose very much."
With that said, Kong Zong tasted it carefully again, and now there was a look of surprise on his face, and he looked at Song Mu and said.
"The three-character rhyme is quite catchy to read, but it is much better than the four-character rhyme in the Thousand-Character Prose."
"Brother Song, you have a great talent!"
At this moment, Kong Zong's face was full of admiration. I think Song Mu just mentioned it lightly at the beginning. Although Kong Zong thought this was a great idea, it might be difficult to implement it.
Unexpectedly, Song Mu had already figured it out in just a few days. At this moment, he was really ashamed of himself.
After hearing what Kong Zong said, Song Mu scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed. He was just borrowing doctrines, and how to change some of the following contents. Song Mu still hasn't figured out how to change it. decided.
Kong Zong happily communicated with Song Mu for a while and put forward some of his own ideas.
"Brother Song, when you go to Fucheng this time, you can continue to stay at my place, and we can be my companions."
Song Mu shook his head this time and spoke immediately.
"I'd rather study in the dormitory. Firstly, it doesn't cost anything. Secondly, I will be busy with my studies in the future, so walking around is a waste of time."
"I would like to advise Brother Kong, why don't you live in Fuxue with me?"
"That's okay, that's what I mean too."
When Kong Zong heard Song Mu's statement, he nodded without hesitation and seemed to agree with this matter.
And Song Mu naturally smiled and nodded. It seems that Song Mu had some other ideas. After all, he now regarded Mr. Tao Fengming as his master. He would definitely teach him something in the future. Living in Kong Zong's residence, There are also many inconveniences.
The two people were talking in the cabin about what they needed to prepare after entering the mansion. At that moment, Kong Zong suddenly slapped his forehead and walked out.
Not long after, Kong Zong came back, but this time he had something extra in his hand.
It was a piece of wat board that was as long as an adult's forearm and as wide as a palm. However, it was completely black and looked ordinary.
"Brother Song, my father asked someone to bring this back a few days ago. You and I just happen to be together."
Song Mu reached out and took it, and found that there was a groove on the front of the wat board. The groove was wide and narrow, and it seemed that things could be put in it.
"This is the Xiucai Wat Board, but it was forged by the Literary Workshop in Beijing. It is of high quality. The groove above is used to place the cut writing paper. When the time comes, you can directly take out the pen to write, and then pull it out from the bottom and wave. Ready to use.”
Kong Zong explained to Song Mu, and cut a piece of bamboo paper and put it in. He stretched out his hand and pulled it down to pull out the piece of paper from the wat board.
Song Mu was also amazed when he saw it. This thing can be regarded as a special instrument for the literati of this era, specially used for writing poems and fighting.
After all, when facing monsters, not every poem written in advance can accurately respond to the enemy, and if the realm is not enough, sometimes the power of the written poems will gradually dissipate and disappear. Therefore, in this era, most scholars still prefer to do it live. Write poetry against the enemy.
In the early days of using poetry to control literary power, the literati at that time first carried a wooden board on their backs and put paper on it to write. Later, they continued to improve and finally formed an instrument such as the Wat Board. A Wat Board can store writing paper. Twenty sheets is the writing limit for a peak-level scholar.
As for the next-level Juren Wat Board, it is even more mysterious. It is said that it can store a hundred pieces of paper and can be used without pulling it out.
When they reached the Jinshi level, they no longer needed these wat tablets. They used the heaven and the earth as paper, and they could still speak in perfect order, and their strength was earth-shaking.
Song Mu played with this thing for a while and found it quite strange. Kong Zong also brought Song Mu an ink ingot, which was also prepared by Kong Siqi for the two of them. It was mixed with demon blood and could be used to write It is even more powerful in poetry.
"This time, it's Uncle Chengqing's care again."
Song Mu was holding these things with emotion on his face, but Kong Zong waved his hand with a calm expression on his face.
"Brother Song, why do you need to say this? My father has long said that you and I should get along well. Wouldn't it be a good story if we walked up the stairs together one day?"
Song Mu also nodded repeatedly, feeling a little warm in his heart.
This time, the boats Song Mu and Kong Zong took were small, so the journey was quite smooth. Although they were going upstream, with the help of sails, they could travel hundreds of miles a day.
That afternoon, following the tail of the sun, Song Mu and Kong Zong finally landed ashore and re-entered the city with their belongings.
Entering Fucheng again, Song Mu looked at the familiar scenery, but his heart was even more excited at this moment.
Starting from today, the chapter of my life will open to a new side.
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Since they only landed in the evening, Song Mu naturally stayed at Kong's house for one night. Early the next morning, the two of them hurried to the Fu School to register.
Today, it happened that many scholars came to report. When Song Mu walked forward, there was already a queue at the entrance of the mansion.
Although only the top ten in each college examination can enter the government school, in addition to this, there are also the descendants of Jinshi scholars and the descendants of literati who died in battle, all have the opportunity to enter the government school.
As a result, more than 20 scholars came to report this time.
However, as soon as Song Mu arrived here, several people's eyes were on Song Mu. Song Mu didn't think there was anything strange at first, but when he saw them pointing and pointing, he noticed something strange.
Song Mu was a little confused and was about to step forward to ask a few questions, but a scholar standing behind Song Mu spoke at this time.
"Case Chief Song, I didn't expect you to come to report today."
Song Mu turned his head and saw a slender and familiar face. He thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized it.
This was the person he was quarreling with after the hospital exam on the second day. He seemed to be named Liu Jianyu.
Song Mu also smiled and cupped his hands, but Liu Jianyu had a somewhat embarrassed smile on his face, as if he suddenly remembered something, and spoke to Song Mu.
"Brother Song, have you read the latest issue of Tianwen Magazine?"
"I just arrived yesterday, so I haven't met you yet." Song Mu replied with a smile, but Liu Jianyu's expression suddenly became a little emotional. At this moment, he rummaged through his book bag several times, and then took out a book Thick booklet.
This is the latest issue of "Tianwen Magazine", and because it happened to meet the examinations of various colleges, the content included is a bit more, and the whole book is a bit thicker.
"This magazine just went on sale three days ago. The college examination magazine is extremely popular. Liu finally bought a copy."
Liu Jianyu said with a smile, but handed it to Song Mu like a treasure, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Brother Song, please take a look. This time, your literary name has spread widely in the college examination."
As he said this, several scholars next to him who had also never read Tianwen Magazine also turned their heads. In the eyes of everyone who were either curious or confused, Song Mu opened the booklet.
Turning to the poetry chapter, the second poem is "Nanxiangzi" by Song Mu.
Scroll down, and this time the comment is signed by Du Shengduqin instead of a great scholar or a great scholar.
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