The song ended and the whole hall was silent.
The scene suspended in the hall dissipated, and finally turned into pieces of light that slowly fell.
It was as if I had a dream that was very close at hand. Everything in the dream was clear, and there seemed to be a little bit of floral fragrance left on the tip of my nose.
Everyone looked surprised, even Li Ao, who was sitting in the main seat, looked shocked.
In this world, literary power changes a lot, but mental power rarely changes much.
The power of mind to create alien realms has become another huge killing weapon in human hands, frightening countless demons.
But the power of mind also has its difficult side, which is to create a strange environment, let alone such a gorgeous and magnificent strange environment.
But now, the unfolding of the strange world does not even need to be written by oneself, but can slowly emerge through the rhythm of music.
This made everyone even feel that as long as the sound of the piano suddenly changed, this strange place would be filled with full murderous intent.
Thousands of tunes bring completely different scenes
This can't help but make people feel more wary and less contemptuous of Du Xianyin on the stage.
Song Mu also looked up at Du Xianyin at this moment, but he knew clearly in his heart that Du Xianyin's strength was even stronger.
If she advances to a stronger realm in the future, the music she uses may be able to lead to even more terrifying alien realms.
Song Mu looked at Du Xianyin in a daze for a moment, while the young masters next to him saw Song Mu's eyes, and their eyes flashed with reluctance, but they sighed slightly.
Who allowed the Song Dynasty champion to be so brilliant?
At the main seat, the Queen Mother stood up first and nodded, praising her repeatedly. Du Xianyin stood up, saluted, and spoke slightly.
"Thank you, Queen Mother. It's just that this little girl can induce such strange scenes, but she relies more on the good words of the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty."
When Song Mu came back to his senses, the Queen Mother also looked at Song Mu and said with a smile.
"The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty is worthy of being the number one scholar of our literary dynasty. The poems are easy to pick up and the artistic conception is beautiful. It is refreshing to evoke such strange scenes. But I wonder if I can give it to the Ai family?"
Song Mu quickly bowed and raised his hands, and said in a deep voice.
"The Empress Dowager is apprehensive that the poems written by Wei Chen can be appreciated."
Saying this, Li Ao next to him also smiled and immediately awarded Song Mu a reward.
This situation naturally attracted other people's attention. After all, there were so many poems in this scene, but only Song Mu was so favored.
Song Mu was surrounded by many envious eyes. This time he could only bow repeatedly and present the poem with both hands.
The Queen Mother was quite happy, so she looked at Du Xianyin again and spoke again.
"Girl, what do you want your Majesty to reward you with?"
Du Xianyin also immediately raised her head, as if she had finally spoken to her heart this time, she suddenly knelt down and spoke respectfully to the Queen Mother.
"The little girl is frightened. Thanks to the Queen Mother's love, it is a rare feeling for all people."
"The little girl only has one unfulfilled ancestral wish. I was born in the Du Mu Poetry Sect. Now the Poetry Sect has collapsed and everything is in ruins. The little girl hopes that Your Majesty will take pity on you and help me collect the poems left by my ancestors in the world, so that I can become a Poet Sect one day. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue was in an uproar.
The officials were surprised that this woman dared to say such bold words, but the disciples of the Poetry Sect were surprised to find that the fairy-like woman in front of them turned out to be a descendant of the Poetry Sect.
The two saints Li and Du who were sitting in the field looked at each other this time and frowned slightly.
When Li Ao heard this, he looked at each other and the Queen Mother, then nodded and said.
"I agree."
"The Queen Mother is most pleased with the surge of literary styles in the world. On weekdays, she asks me to take care of the literary trends in all directions. Du Mu Shizong is a good official in the establishment of our literary dynasty. I not only help you collect the poems of your ancestors."
"It can also help you establish a sect in Chang'an, which can also comfort Fan Chuan's ambition."
"It's just that I want your Du Shi Sect to have 70% of its disciples become scholars in the next three generations and join the border army to kill the enemy. Is that okay?"
Hearing this, Du Xianyin immediately leaned over to thank him without hesitation.
Song Mu was standing on one side, looking surprised at this moment.
I didn't expect that Du Xianyin would play such a big game. When she saw her in Chang'an, she said she wanted to restore Du Mu Shizong. Didn't she expect that the method was so simple?
Not only that, but His Majesty actually agreed so readily?
Everyone in the field also had different expressions, and the officials felt that this was a suitable deal. This kind of music technique might have some achievements on the battlefield.
Only the Shizong people frowned slightly at this moment. After all, such words made them feel a little bad.
At the beginning of the establishment of the Wen Dynasty, the Shizong relied on the dynasty, pacified the four directions, and established a strong sect. It can be said that they respected each other.
Afterwards, many poetry sects devoted themselves to proving the path of the literati, and the disciples of the sect gradually broke away from the control of the dynasty. Only about 10% of the disciples walked around the world, slaying demons.
After Li Ao became emperor, Tan Zhongye, then Minister of War, implemented the "Zongguo Law", which required 30% of the Shizong's disciples to join the world and walk, and all major Shisongs were required to have strong scholars serving in the military.
Li Ao vigorously promoted it, which once again deeply bound various poetry sects to the chariot of the Wen Dynasty.
But for many sects, such a loss of disciples can be tolerated and it can also build the reputation of the poetry sect, but now the Du Mu poetry sect actually agreed that 70% of the disciples would be controlled by the Wen Dynasty.
Although all this seems to be happening for a reason at the moment, it is obvious that there is some other unspeakable meaning in it.
Sure enough, this birthday banquet had other purposes.
The faces of all the poets were calm, but their eyes kept flickering. The banquet was still full of singing and dancing, and everyone congratulated the Wen Dynasty for its prosperity and its glory for generations.
Li Ao was obviously very happy that night and seemed very satisfied with the scene in front of him.
When everything cleared up, Song Mu said goodbye to his colleagues, smelled of alcohol, and hurried home.
But before they walked a few streets, a fragrant carriage came to the side. Girl Qiaoer's face poked out of it and called Song Mu.
Song Mu was slightly stunned, and now he held his hands toward the car, and Du Xianyin's voice came from inside.
"Why did the young master leave so fast? Are you willing to chat with Xianyin for a few words?"
Song Mu hesitated slightly, but this time he just walked forward slowly and said in a deep voice.
"Men and women don't have any intimacy, so I'll just talk to the girl like this."
There was silence in the carriage for a moment, and then Du Xianyin's voice came again, this time in a gentle voice.
"Song Gongzi, although you are now the number one scholar in the Wen Dynasty, you might as well consider the little girl's request?"
"Your Majesty has given me permission to establish a clan in the hometown of my ancestors, and it will definitely be prosperous in the future."
Song Mu was slightly startled. His words were correct. Du Mu was originally from Chang'an, but Chang'an was an imperial city. Now he actually promised to establish a poetry sect. Did Du Xianyin not know what he meant by this, or did he do it intentionally?
"I have made up my mind, why won't I join any poetry sect in this life?"
However, Song Mu still raised his hands and said.
Miss Qiaoer opened the curtain and looked at Song Mu. At this moment, she puffed up her cheeks and said in a cute voice.
"The number one scholar is really straightforward. My sister has invited me several times. Others...no one else can ask for him."
Song Mu just kept smiling, and Du Xianyin's voice came again.
"Since the young master is unwilling, Xianyin naturally does not dare to force him. However, if the young master is in trouble in the future, Du Mu Shizong will always support the young master."
Song Mu also quickly handed over his hands and said in a deep voice at this moment.
"Thank you very much, girl. If the Du Shi Sect is established again, Mr. Song will definitely be there to congratulate you."
Saying this, both sides fell into silence again.
People and carriages just moved forward slowly on the empty street.
Afterwards, it was Song Mu who broke the silence first and said in a deep voice.
"Girl, what you did today is not a desperate move, right?"
Song Mu asked this question. This time he looked into the carriage. Miss Qiaoer also looked inside. After a while, Du Xianyin's voice came from inside.
"Why do you say this, Master?"
"Your Majesty is very sincere and will never agree to something like this just because of some strange music."
After saying that, Song Mu raised his hands towards Du Xianyin and said again.
"Song Mu didn't dare to guess the holy words randomly. What he said was just that he was impressed by the girl's musical skills."
"A corner of Chang'an has been an imperial city since ancient times. It was guarded by two million Chang'an guards. The territory of the Wen Dynasty was underpinned by the Shizong, so..."
Song paused. There was no sound from the carriage, but the carriage suddenly accelerated and then moved away from the street.
Song Mu looked at the sound of the carriage going away and sighed slightly at this moment.
It may be difficult for her to know how much Du Xianyin desires to rebuild the Du Poetry Sect, but she has been dormant for so long, so she doesn't know the reason behind it.
If she said she was eager for quick success, she might actually have her own plans.
Without thinking much, Song Mu quickly returned home.
Late at night, Song Mu suddenly woke up from his meditation state, sniffed lightly, and then frowned.
The next moment, Song Mu was already floating in the air in the courtyard, looking far into the distance.
In the north of the city, there was a sudden surge of fiery red light.
That location is the imperial city.
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