The practice in Fu Xue eliminated the worries of life and death, and Song Mu felt that he had spent a very leisurely time.
I read books every day, quarrel with my friends and write articles together, and then go to the newly bought house to check out the situation and decorate it a little.
After doing this several times, Song Mu felt that there was an indescribable laziness in this life. It seemed that he had never seen such a scene since he came to this world.
On this late December day, light snow fell from the sky, and the capital city of Jizhou was already shrouded in white.
"Teacher, let's leave now. Brother Zu Hai is still waiting for us."
Song Mu arrived at Tao Fengming's residence early, helped him pack his things, and then walked out of the house.
Tao Fengming, who was wearing a jacket and a large cloak, seemed a little pale and his expression was quite bad.
Song Mu also understood that in this weather, his body might be unwell. He could feel how depressed he was in the past few days. However, the doctor he called for checked and found that he was still fine, which made Song Mu temporarily relieved.
"The weather in the south is actually not too cold, it just freezes my hands and feet."
Tao Fengming said lightly and followed Song Mu out of the yard. The master and apprentice stepped on the ground covered with a thin layer of snow and frost, making a clicking sound under their feet.
"Yes, Master, if we go further south, it will be warmer. However, although the war in southern Xinjiang has stopped, not many people have gone back."
Song Mu walked in front and said that good news has finally come from southern Xinjiang in the past few days. Governor Tao led more than 20 Jinshi and the demon tribe to fight on the seaside of Leizhou. Both sides lost several Jinshi and demon kings. Tao Sheng even more He tore off half of the opponent's demon lord's claws.
In this way, the war in southern Xinjiang slowed down again. After several months of fighting, the human race saw the light of day for the first time.
However, this is only a temporary victory. Now the momentum of both sides is still evenly matched, and the human race even needs to deploy a large amount of food and grass for continuous support.
Life in the south is still difficult today, and it will even be so in the next few years.
"Oh, it's useless to talk about it."
Tao Fengming sighed at this moment, and his words were also full of lamentations about the war in southern Xinjiang.
He has long said that this is the bloodletting method of demons. The human race has been gradually warring over the years, and there have been many changes in Western and Southern Xinjiang. It can be said that they have been exhausted to cope with it.
Song Mu was silent and did not dare to make random remarks. Song Mu was not qualified to discuss such far-reaching matters. On the contrary, in the final analysis, Song Mu benefited from it.
Not to mention the matter of Ke Jijin, Song Mu's song "Exorcism" has also made great achievements now.
Since this poem was taken away by the military and found to be very useful after experiments, an explosion immediately ushered in.
Today, only this poem shines brightly in the ancient books of Song Mu, and even in the previous period, the golden light was growing.
And this is because my poems are being used by others, and they are used very frequently.
The poetry of the Wen Dynasty had such a mysterious effect, which is why once a sect of poetry was established in the world, it was extremely difficult to decline.
Song Mu and Tao Fengming carefully arrived outside the mansion. At this time, a carriage was waiting outside. Kong Zong, who was wearing a coat, was standing beside the carriage waiting. When he saw Song Mu arriving, he quickly stepped forward. .
"Jing Zhao, you're finally here, eh? Where are you and your husband's luggage?"
Song Mu immediately smiled and said, "Sir, I have a treasure holder, so I don't need to carry it on my shoulder."
When Kong Zong heard this, he immediately grinned and was a little surprised, but he immediately got out of the way and asked Tao Fengming to get on the carriage with a smile on his face.
It was already the end of the year, and the government school had just had a holiday, so Song Mu naturally had to go back to celebrate the New Year.
Naturally, Song Mu also invited Tao Fengming. When he told Kong Zong about this, he was quite happy.
Because in this way, he could also review the lessons with Tao Fengming who was explaining to Song Mu.
Although Tao Fengming had just joined the Fufu School as a tutor not long ago, he was already quite prestigious now. Although he mostly taught two martial arts classes, Kong Zong, who followed Song Mu, also knew that his writings were extremely profound.
Although he didn't know Tao Fengming's true identity, he was very respectful.
"Sorry for bothering Zu Hai."
Tao Fengming got on the carriage and said something to Kong Zong. Kong Zong suddenly turned red with excitement and his words were a little incoherent.
"Sir, you are serious. This is the student's honor."
But when he said this, Tao Fengming had already turned around and walked into the carriage.
Song Mu helped clear up the stools beside the carriage, patted Kong Zong's shoulder who was stunned on the spot, and said with a smile.
"Let's go, you know what my master is like, let's set off."
Kong Zong also came to his senses, and immediately the three of them got into the carriage. They spoke to the driver, and the wheels began to move forward.
In the carriage, Tao Fengming was sitting at the end, with a small stove placed at his feet. Song Mu and Tao Fengming were sitting opposite each other, looking at each other at this moment.
Kong Zong rubbed his hands twice and then said to Song Mu.
"Jing Zhao, we are going back this time, but we can't take a boat. Yesterday we heard that two large ships sank in the river, and now the waterway is blocked."
"It doesn't matter, Zu Hai will arrange everything. I'm just a freeloader."
Song Mu said with a smile, and the two of them immediately took stock of the New Year's goods they had purchased in the past two days, and were planning to host a banquet for their classmates from the county school when they went back to exchange their experiences.
Song Mu had no objection to this. These things were human nature, and it would be better if we could do them better.
"Zu Hai, will uncle come back to celebrate the New Year this year?"
Song Mu spoke to Kong Zong at this time, and Kong Zong pursed his lips and shook his head.
"It's difficult for my father to come back this year. Originally, we were supposed to go there for a reunion, but my grandmother has a cough recently, and the doctor said she can't travel far."
Song Mu paused after hearing this, and immediately asked a few questions with concern, and agreed with Kong Zong to visit his residence at that time.
The two chatted for a while, not wanting to disturb Tao Fengming too much, so they all leaned to the side and read books. Occasionally it became too hot in the carriage, so they got off the carriage and went out for a walk.
After stopping for a while at a post station at night, Song Mu and others continued to move forward, and the snow in the sky seemed to be falling a little heavier.
Occasionally, heavy snow fell like goose feathers, covering the road tightly. The carriage would stop from time to time, and then several people from Song and Mu would take turns to explore the road, and sometimes they would push the carriage.
Not being able to walk by water really made everyone a little distressed.
The carriage walked for a while and came to a mountain corner. There was a mountain spring and stream passing through the road. There was originally a culvert and the water had somehow spread onto the road. At this moment, everything was frozen, so the carriage had to stop here. Got off.
"Zu Hai, it seems that this depends on you."
Song Mu stood in front of the road, inspected it, shook his head and said. Kong Zong looked bitter, but he had to take out the wat tablet from his pocket and lick it in his mouth with a brush.
"Jing Zhao, when will you be able to use your writing skills? I have only been out for two hours today, and I have written three poems along the way. It is really difficult for me."
Song Mu shrugged. He was helpless at the moment. The literary power in his body was still half-dead, and he felt bursts of tearing sensation every time he tried.
Although Tao Fengming and many fellow Jinshis had been detoxifying themselves at the beginning, in this situation now, they can only wait for recovery slowly.
It was freezing cold and the carriage had to clear the snow and melt the ice in order to go smoothly. Along the way, there were mostly poems written by Confucius.
After saying that, Kong Zong immediately released a poem, and a flame appeared on the snow, and then melted the ice and snow all the way forward.
However, the flame only advanced a few meters before being extinguished by the ice. Kong Zong had to sigh, and then took out a new paper again.
At this time, Song Mu also walked forward to explore the road, but he caught a glimpse of two carriages parked in the valley behind the corner of the mountain.
The wheels of one of the carriages were deeply sunk on one side, and a fallen pine tree was actually pressing on the roof of the carriage.
There were several people working beside the carriage at the moment. Some people saw Song Mu and waved and shouted.
Kong Zong followed and walked forward. The two of them looked at each other. Seeing the anxious look on the other side, they immediately said a few words and walked over.
When they arrived, Song Mu saw what was going on. A pine tree was broken by heavy snow, but it happened to be on top of one of the carriages.
None of these servants and coachmen seemed to be highly skilled in martial arts, and they were sweating profusely at work.
"It turns out they are two talented men who were reckless just now."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man. Song Mu looked at it and saw that the other person should be a child.
When several people saw Song Mu, who was dressed as a scholar, approaching, they quickly handed over their hands. Song Mu waved his hands and looked around.
At this time, the curtain of another carriage window was opened, revealing a delicate and delicate face.
Song Mu just turned his head, and the two of them looked at each other.
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