Song Mu had just made his choice, and when the etiquette officer was about to write Song Mu's name on the book, he felt two breaths coming to his side.
At the same time, the voice sounded.
"Young Scholar, have you made a decision like this?"
When the voice came, Song Mu looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed in white arriving in front of him. An armored man on his side also came down, and they all looked at Song Mu at this moment.
"A certain Li Bai poet, Li Wenzheng."
When Song Mu heard what the man said, he suddenly paused. Is this Li Moer's father?
Song Mu quickly raised his hand, but when he looked to the side, the armored man also raised his hand towards Song Mu.
"Du Feiying, the number one scholar should know me."
Song Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him. Du Feiying's reputation was really resounding, not to mention that he had quite a dispute with the man in front of him.
But at that moment, Song Mu also bowed his hands towards the two of them with a respectful expression, and then said in a deep voice.
"Two adults, this is..."
Li Wenzheng looked at Song Mu, frowned slightly, and said curiously.
"The number one scholar has a talent for poetry, and I admire him very much. Why don't you want to come to my poetry sect as the number one scholar?"
Li Wenzheng spoke frankly, and was constantly looking at Song Mu at the moment.
Du Feiying next to him did not speak, but looked at Song Mu quietly.
Only then did Song Mu realize that it was for such a thing. He pursed his lips slightly and said in a deep voice.
"Song Mu's choice was made for his master, so..."
Song Mu held his hand, Li Wen looked surprised, but Du Feiying next to him took a step forward, looked at Song Mu coldly, and asked in a deep voice.
"I wonder what will happen to Huangfu Fengming now?"
"Master was poisoned by a strange poison, but now he is..." Song Mu looked very frustrated, and Du Feiying also exhaled slightly, looked at Song Mu at this moment, and said slowly.
"I have only lost once in this world, but it seems I can't win it back."
Song Mu knew what he meant and just handed over his hand, but Du Feiying said in a deep voice.
"Song Mu, I see that you have extraordinary strength. Since you have chosen to serve His Majesty, if you are lucky, he will join our Western Border Army and fight side by side with your comrades."
"If Song Mu is lucky enough, he will definitely do it!"
Song Mu said in a deep voice, Du Feiying performed a military salute, turned around and left, but Li Wenzheng shook his head and left with a little pity.
"It's just a pity, it's a pity."
Li Du Shizong and the two left, and the people in the room also whispered, obviously talking about what they said to Song Mu, and what Song Mu replied, which made them all sigh.
But Li Ao, who was sitting in the main seat, looked calm at the moment, tapping the armrest with his fingers to express his joy.
After judging the papers yesterday, he finally decided to make him the number one scholar, and he also hoped that Song Mu could fulfill his hope and become an official in the court.
Not only that, if he chooses to be in government, it will inevitably affect other people.
It's great to have this group of top students in your hands.
From this point of view, Song Mu really lived up to expectations and was off to a good start.
After all, he was the talented person he had dreamed of, and he was eventually brought under his command.
And because of Song Mu's actions, many students in this game immediately made their choices.
Especially at that moment, Xiao Renlin had already stepped forward. At this moment, he also raised his hands towards the surroundings and pointed at the big seal.
The second place winner also made a choice, and everyone was naturally excited.
Many people who were in love with the government immediately made their choice, which also attracted the attention of the Shizong people.
Li Chi naturally followed his plan and became the first literati to choose the Li family of poetry, and thus gained a lot of attention.
Li Wenzheng nodded immediately, and Li Chi's name spread throughout the square in an instant.
It's just that Li Chi's face looked a little unnatural from beginning to end, even a little absent-minded.
The talent selection ceremony was still proceeding in an orderly manner. Many of the disciples of the Poetry Sect in the current scene also lamented that Song Mu failed to enter the Poetry Sect, and it seemed that there would be less expectations for the future.
But there was also an official who argued that Song Mu, as talented as he was, must also be talented and could bring endless blessings to the people of the Wen Dynasty in the future.
When all the Jinshis and fellow Jinshis present had made their choices, all the poets in the scene were stunned for a while, but Li Ao was beaming with joy.
Standing next to Li Ao, the Minister of Libu was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
In this talent selection ceremony, less than a hundred people chose Shizong, and among more than a hundred Jinshi, a full 110 chose to serve the imperial court.
This kind of situation has not been seen for many years.
And everyone couldn't help but have some thoughts, feeling that this situation was partly possible because of the Song Dynasty champion.
Many people looked at Song Mu. At this moment, Song Mu was calm and relaxed, not paying attention to the situation on the court. He was just thinking about what would happen next and how he should proceed step by step.
But at this time, a voice sounded next to him.
"Song Zhuangyuan, after this, we have to work harder."
The one who handed over was Liu Kaidong, who also chose to be an official. He looked at Song Mu with excitement. The students around him also handed over to Song Mu, looking forward to creating a world of officialdom with Song Mu in the future.
Song Mu also hurriedly returned the gift with his hands raised, and the officials from the Ministry of Rites came forward and said to everyone with their hands raised.
"My lord, the small talk will have to wait until later. We should leave the imperial city and meet all the people."
Only then did everyone come to their senses. The talent selection ceremony was over, but it did not mean that the Bingxu exam was completely over.
Now that the imperial examination results have been fully publicized, the next thing everyone needs to do is to parade through the streets on horseback.
That's what the poem says. The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are so bad that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.
Jinshi paraded through the streets and were paid homage by the people of Chang'an.
It is a time of supreme glory.
The students immediately became excited and lined up neatly to wait for the arrangements.
Among them, Song Mu, who was the number one scholar, naturally became the most eye-catching person.
Standing in the procession, Song Mu will lead this new scholar out of the palace gate, ride on a red horse, and stroll through Chang'an. Thousands of people will shout loudly: "The number one scholar is great!"
What's more, Song Mu is the youngest student among everyone.
This time, it has the artistic conception of what Bai Juyi said in his poem: "The place where the inscription is under the Ci'en Pagoda is the youngest among the seventeen people."
Song Mu and others were waiting in line to leave, but the sage Li Ao actually stepped forward and was directly in front of Song Mu.
Song Mu and others quickly bowed, and Li Ao's eyes were filled with joy as he spoke to Song Mu.
"Song Mu, you are exactly what I want."
Song Mu quickly bowed his head, speaking in fear.
But Li Ao just waved his hand and said in a deep voice.
"Let's enjoy the prosperity of Chang'an today. I will discuss the world with you at the palace banquet tomorrow."
Everyone was very surprised when they heard this. At this moment, they looked at the two people, but Li Ao had already turned away and walked briskly.
Song Mu looked at the other person's retreating figure and exhaled deeply at this moment.
The team has been assembled, the ceremonial guards have been arranged, a clear gong sounds, and the vast sound spreads in all directions.
The palace doors opened slowly at this moment, and the straight avenue appeared in front of them.
Song Mu stood at the front, looking at the long road ahead, and his mind was shaken for a moment.
"New scholar, come out of the palace!"
As the etiquette officer's voice sounded, Song Mu held his head high and stepped forward!
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