Early the next morning, after the morning dynasty, Song Mu immediately left the imperial city and headed straight for the place where Tianwen Magazine was located.
The yamen where "Tianwenkan" is located is called Wenkan Pavilion. It was originally an institution of the Ministry of Rites. Later, it became independent and found a place to work on Zhuque Street.
Of course, the name of "Tianwenkan" was loud enough, so Song Mu reached the place where the Wenkan Pavilion was without any effort.
But just as he stopped outside the Wenkan Pavilion, Song Mu was a little stunned by the scene in front of him.
In front of the gate of the Wenjian Pavilion, which occupies a small area, there are dozens of students gathered around, talking about something inside, making it very noisy.
Moreover, these people all held papers in their hands. After several discussions inside, several people actually shouted excitedly.
Song Mu walked forward curiously, and then he saw what was going on above.
It turns out that what these people are holding are articles written by them. In other words, they are all here to submit articles.
But the red-robed official standing in front of the Wenjian Pavilion bowed his hands to everyone.
"Dear students, the manuscripts for this month's Tianwen Magazine are already being proofread, and they are no longer needed."
"Sir, can you please leave my article here for adults to review and publish next month?"
"I'm really sorry. I don't care about this matter. I am here to treat you. I will ask other colleagues about your matters later."
The round-faced official explained with a smile on his face. When he saw an official wearing a red robe among the students, he immediately raised his eyebrows.
"That lord... turns out to be the champion of Song Dynasty."
This person suddenly said this, and the students around him who had been furious just now stopped their movements and turned their heads to look aside.
A few days ago, Song Mu was paraded on horseback in Chang'an City. Naturally, most of the people recognized Song Mu. This time, they immediately changed their direction and handed over to Song Mu.
Song Mu also quickly raised his hands to those around him, and one of the students immediately asked.
"Song Zhuangyuan, are you here to submit a manuscript?"
Everyone looked at Song Mu with bright eyes, and Song Mu quickly said with a smile.
"I have indeed had this intention for a long time, but I came here today for official business."
Everyone looked a little disappointed when they heard this, but they nodded, and some people asked hopefully.
"Song Dynasty Zhuangyuan, will there be any poems and articles of yours in Tianwen Magazine this time?"
Someone next to him spoke immediately and said happily that he would wait for a few days to buy the first copy. Song Mu could only hand it over. Fortunately, the red-robed official came out to rescue him and asked everyone to let Song Mu in to do business.
Song Mu was able to enter the Wenjian Pavilion, but as soon as he took two steps in, Song Mu stopped.
The first floor of the Wenjian Pavilion turned out to be like a workshop. There were more than a dozen people sitting here and there. Many grey-haired old men who were practicing military training were holding files and hammers in their hands, knocking, whittling and chiseling on the wooden boards. Next to them, there were The apprentice started.
Various sounds came, and there was a different kind of noise.
The red-robed Jinshi official who followed behind him raised his hands to Song Mu and said.
"I am Huo Tai, the editor and editor of Wenjiange, whose character is Yuanfang."
Song Mu quickly handed over his hands and looked at the situation with puzzled eyes. Huo Tai signaled and explained quickly.
"Here are the engraving masters hired by our Wenkan Pavilion. They usually engrave articles from "Tian Wen Jian". The day after tomorrow is April, and they are now re-engraving the verified manuscripts on the engraving plate. in case for need."
Song Mu looked at the scene in front of him and nodded blankly. With more than a dozen engraving masters gathering together to engrave each issue before printing, the Wenjian Pavilion had a certain style.
Although Song Mu was stunned, he quickly explained the purpose of his visit to Huo Tai, but the other party said that he already knew that Song Mu was waiting for him today. He took Song Mu upstairs immediately, and when he reached the second floor of the Wenjian Pavilion, here was Another scene.
On the spacious pavilion, there were papers spread all over the floor, with dense small characters on them. Every corner was piled with books. Several tables were placed against the walls on both sides. Five or six people also wore red robes. The Jinshi official was sitting among them, looking at the things on the table and scratching his head.
On one side of their table, there was a bead emitting earthy yellow light. Song Mu recognized it as a rare bead of a clam-like monster, which could be used as lighting.
Wencange's actions must be for safety.
However, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Song Mu couldn't help but think of his work in the Hanlin Academy, but it seemed that it was more painful here.
"This is the manuscript reading office and manuscript collection office. Manuscripts from all over the literary world are screened here every month, and then submitted to the top for proofreading by adults."
Song Mu nodded. Seeing everyone's appearance, Huo Tai also smiled bitterly and nodded.
"The work here is the most tiring. Even Jinshi can find it too much."
"But it's probably the days before printing that make me most tired. On weekdays it's better."
Saying this, the other party immediately stepped forward and spoke to everyone in the room.
"Colleagues, please stop for a moment, the champion of Song Dynasty is here."
As soon as these words came out, several people in the room stopped what they were doing. When they looked up, they saw Song Mu standing in the middle and quickly stood up.
Then the official came forward and held his hand towards Song Mu.
"I didn't expect that Song Zhuangyuan would come here. I have admired his name for a long time. Are you here to submit a manuscript?"
The other party said excitedly, and then another person came next to him, looking at Song Mu with the same excited expression.
"Okay, my poems for next month will be finished again. Even the comments, I don't need to write them anymore."
Several people gathered around, asking Song Mu like this at this moment. Song Mu also looked embarrassed when he saw this, and he could only hand over to everyone.
Nahuotai also shouted to several people at that moment.
"Comrades, please be at peace. Today, Song Zhuangyuan is here to pay homage to Mr. Yan. After that, let's have a good discussion with Song Zhuangyuan?"
With this suggestion, everyone nodded quickly and moved out of the way. However, it was really difficult to get down due to the clutter upstairs. Everyone mobilized their power to move the manuscripts on the floor to both sides.
But just after finishing, a figure appeared on the other side of the pavilion, it was Yan Fu.
At this moment, Yan Fu was stroking his beard, looking at Song Mu, and said.
"Jing Zhao, come here with everyone."
Song Mu quickly raised his hands and stepped forward. Huo Tai and others were stunned when they heard these words, wondering if they had heard wrongly, but Yan Fu's words came again.
"I'm talking about you. Jingzhao came here this time to discuss the matter of contributing articles to Tianwen Magazine. You should also come and discuss it."
Several people raised their brows when they heard this. They didn't expect that they could be involved in this, and they all followed happily.
Yan Fu's office is on the fourth floor of the Wenjian Pavilion. When passing by the third floor, the three Hanlin officials were also called to go together. At this moment, everyone was sitting in Yan Fu's study, looking at Song Mu with twinkling eyes. .
Song Mu was a little uncomfortable being watched so closely by several Hanlin and Jinshi scholars, but Yan Fu poured a cup of tea with Song Mu, then sat down and asked slowly.
"Jing Zhao, do you have any thoughts after yesterday?"
"Or do you want me to talk to you about the Tianwen Magazine later and discuss it later?"
Song Mu quickly raised his hands to several people and said respectfully at this moment.
"I have come here to receive instruction, and I ask you all to give me your guidance."
Saying this, several people in the current scene looked at each other, and then a Hanlin stepped forward and spoke to Song Mu.
"Wenjiange Wei Shugui, let me first clear up the confusion for the number one scholar in the Song Dynasty."
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