"Xiao Laosan, why are you still sitting here? Today the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty is leaving Chang'an, and many people have gone to see it."
"I haven't forgotten. I'm just going to be offended. I can't bear to see that!"
In a wine shop in Chang'an, a person hurriedly walked into it and said, a commoner man sitting at the table was drunk with a wine jar in his hand, but his tone was angry.
"Listen, are these Chang'an people talking human language?"
"The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty secretly practiced magic skills, the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty had fire in his life, and when the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty was in glory, did they just stand behind and enjoy themselves?"
"It's okay now. After a fire, these guys changed their faces. People like the Number One Scholar dare to trample on them."
When the other man heard this, many people around him turned their heads and quickly stepped forward to cover the other man's mouth.
"Third brother, what are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything nonsense, I just feel unhappy!"
The commoner man pushed the other person away, holding the wine jar and looking around.
"Think about how many years it took me in Jiangnan West Road to have such a top scholar. In Jizhou Prefecture, it took more than forty years to have a Jieyuan scholar, and it took eighty years to get this top scholar!"
"I, Xiao Laosan, am not an ungrateful person. I relied on my status as a fellow countryman with the Number One Scholar to find a job. I live here in Chang'an. During the dragon boat race, the Number One Scholar of the Song Dynasty also gave me a calligraphy treasure!"
"You said the calligraphy treasure caught fire? Why didn't the one at the bottom of my box catch fire?!"
"Don't go and see what those people are doing by insulting Song Zhuangyuan!"
"You guys from Chang'an, you have to remember how many blessings you have received from the number one scholar in the Song Dynasty. You ruined the pot while eating, and were fanned by others. Adding insult to injury like this will eventually lead to retribution!"
The others were a little excited when they heard his insults, but the man in cloth was not afraid at all. He immediately got up and rushed to the street to yell.
"Song Zhuangyuan, don't go to Chang'an from now on. The people here are all blind!"
After the words fell, someone suddenly shouted and cursed on the street, and then someone rushed over with a stick, causing the people around him to raise their eyebrows.
At that time, there was a horse's neighing, and then a flash of light, and a stick that was about to be swung fell to the ground.
Several people who had gathered around suddenly came back to their senses. They looked again and saw a red-robed official getting off the carriage, and immediately stopped.
"Private fights are not allowed in Chang'an. This person is already a drunkard. He makes random comments. Drag him away quickly!"
The friend of the clothed man immediately rushed forward, covered his mouth and took the man away.
The red-robed official let everyone disperse again, looked around, got on the carriage again, and sighed.
There were several red-robed officials sitting in the carriage, and all of them looked a little heavy at the moment.
"Brother Tan, the people in this city are alas."
The person who spoke was Liu Kaidong. The people here at the moment were all Jinshi in the same batch as Song Mu in the Hanlin Academy.
They set off by car this time to go to the city gate and meet Song Mu.
Tan Wei sat down at this moment, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Your Majesty has personally issued an edict on this matter, stating that it is caused by barbarian troubles. Even the two prime ministers have personally come out to explain it, but in this city..."
Liu Kaidong sighed again and said with emotion.
"After all, this matter has caused too much noise. Countless people in Chang'an have relatives who have suffered disaster, or whose houses have been burned down, and there is nowhere to redress their grievances. Naturally..."
"It's just that this time, Jing Zhao was forced to leave Chang'an, which almost ruined his career."
There was emotion in everyone's expressions.
Song Mu's incident shocked Chang'an.
That day, countless people looked up and saw a Jinshi burned in the air in front of Song Mu. Then fires broke out all over the city. Chang'an Guards were dispatched urgently, and it took a lot of trouble to finally put out all the fires all over the city.
Even so, hundreds of people still died in this ferocious fire.
Song Mu was also taken to prison and became a prisoner for a while.
In Chang'an, things about Song Mu naturally spread. Coupled with the causes and consequences, as well as personal suffering, people gathered in front of the imperial city to petition for Song Mu to be dealt with severely.
There was no peace in the city of Chang'an for a while. Many scholars asked for further investigation, and conflicts broke out with the people.
Before our eyes, a crisis for scholars is about to arise.
That day, His Majesty personally came out of the imperial city to make a decision for all the people.
First, it was stated that the cause of the case was barbarian poisonous insects, and the dead Jinshi found out that he was secretly connected with the barbarians.
The second is to use internal funds to rebuild everything in Chang'an after a fire.
The third reason is that Song Mu was at fault in the fire case and was angry with the people. He was dismissed from office for three years and expelled from Chang'an.
Even in order to calm down the current anger of all the people, Li Ao actually issued a sinful edict to attract all the people to surrender.
Because of His Majesty's protection, Song Mu left Chang'an.
And today is the day Song Mu leaves.
Song Mu was wearing a green shirt at the moment, standing at the gate of Chang'an City, looking at the wilderness in front and the Great Wall of Baoshan in the distance, feeling the long-lost sunshine, and lowered his eyes slightly.
In the carriage next to him, Tao Fengming was also sitting upright, but in the past few days, he seemed a little older.
Song Mu's incident made him furious and made his recovery state deteriorate again.
This time Song Mu was expelled from Chang'an, and Tao Fengming decided to accompany him.
Next to them, several Dali Temple officials raised their hands towards Song Mu and said in a deep voice.
"Song Dynasty...the number one scholar, everything is over. The journey is high and the road is far away. The number one scholar is precious."
Song Mu cupped his hands and turned to look in front of him. The gate of Chang'an City was open, and many people had gathered around. They all had different expressions. It was only because the officers and soldiers were strictly prohibited from making noise that there was no commotion this time.
Song Mu looked around and saw a figure flashing on top of the city.
The man was wearing a purple robe and his eyes were like lightning.
It was Li Ao. At this moment, he just lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Song Mu. There seemed to be a thousand kinds of sadness in his eyes.
Song Mu was about to kowtow and thank him, but at this time there was a sound from the city gate, and several figures hurried over. Tan Wei and others hurried over, and this time they hurriedly raised their hands to Song Mu.
"Jing Zhao, are you okay?"
Song Mu smiled and held up his hands to several old colleagues, showing a smile.
"It's okay. Song is grateful to you all for coming today."
"Jing Zhao, is there really no room for this matter?"
Song Mu smiled and shook his head, but this time he looked at the few people calmly and said in a deep voice.
"That's it. Everyone, the sky is high and the road is far away. I hope we will meet again someday."
Everyone also showed emotion on their faces. When they handed over their hands, they took out many things from the tourmaline and gave them to Song Mu one after another.
At the same time, many scholars rushed over, each holding something in their hands.
Scenes like this also made the people a little stunned. They seemed to be confused as to how Song Mu could still be loved so much.
Song Mu handed over to everyone one by one and thanked everyone again.
But at this moment, a voice came from the tower. Song Mu looked up and saw that it was Li Dong.
His Highness the Crown Prince's words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the next moment the other party disappeared from the top of the city, and then hurriedly walked out of the doorway, this time he gave Song Mu a deep hand.
"No. 1 Scholar, Li Dong originally thought that he would have time to talk about knowledge freely in the future, but now...but he has to wait until I don't know when."
Song Mu also raised his hands towards the other party and said with a smile.
"His Royal Highness is smart and studious. In the future, His Highness will definitely become a great scholar. Song said congratulations in advance."
Li Dong's face was even more unbearable. He looked at Song Mu this time and seemed to have made some decision. He immediately offered his hand to Song Mu again.
"The number one scholar in the Song Dynasty, Li Dong offended me and asked the number one scholar to write a poem. Can I express my gratitude?"
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, but then nodded slightly.
The pen and ink were spread out beside the carriage. Song Mu took out the pen and ink to stain it, and then started writing under the attention of everyone.
In a moment, the poem was completed, and while the literary spirit was surging, Song Mu had already rolled up the poem and handed it to Li Dong with both hands.
"Your Highness, there is so much poetry and calligraphy in it, it is actually a poem."
"If I have a chance someday, I will have a visit with Your Majesty."
Li Dong paused and nodded heavily this time.
After the words fell, Song Mu said goodbye to everyone, looked up at the top of Chang'an City again, kowtowed heavily this time, and then turned around and left decisively.
Li Dong watched the ruts disappear and slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand.
"Lime Song"
Thousands of hammers were used to carve out the mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.
Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you want to leave your innocence in the world.
A clever poem emerged quietly, but it made people feel heartbroken. This time, everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at Song Mu's retreating figure.
On the tower, Li Ao also sighed silently.
"In three years, I have sadly lost my talent!"
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