Song Mu was in Xiu Mu at that time, teaching his children to read at home. Hearing that an official from the Ministry of War was visiting, he got up to greet him. The person who came was Yu Weizhong, the minister of the Ministry of War.
"Master Yu, I wonder why you are here like this?"
Song Mu asked Gu Qingqing to take Song Chengming down, then raised his hands and asked the other party.
This Yu Weizhong was a rough man, very suitable for Prime Minister Tan's recommendation. However, he was also a Jinshi during the Chongwen period, and his qualifications were much older than Song Mu's. This time, he said to Song Mu with a smile on his face.
"Sir Song, I am here because I have an official letter that you need to check, and then I would like to trouble you to give me a reply."
Song Mu was stunned when he heard this. What was sent was not an order, but more like a request. He was a little confused at the moment, but he still reached out and took the letter from the other party.
After opening it, Song Mu frowned immediately. After a moment, Song Mu closed the letter, looked at the other party, and asked in a deep voice.
"Master Yu, has this matter really been confirmed by His Majesty?"
The content written in the letter was a letter handed over by a demon emperor from the East China Sea outside the Baoshan Great Wall a few days ago.
The East China Sea Monster Clan actually took out dozens of legendary poems that had been plundered by them, and asked the Wen Dynasty's literati to challenge them. The bargaining chip Wen Dynasty wanted to give was ten human Hanlin literati, and the Wen Dynasty's next ten The original author of all poems written in 2001 with talents above six levels.
Such an arrogant request was ignored by the court, but the Demon Emperor unexpectedly produced Tao Yuanming's earliest rubbings and Li Bai's own handwriting on the spot.
In his list, there are also great essays written by Du Fu and many other poets and saints, and Song Mu's is still among them.
As soon as such a great article came out, everyone hesitated, and some disciples of the Poetry Sect wanted to take back their ancestors' poems immediately.
After all, even getting back one article is enough to bring about many changes in the poetry sect. It is unimaginable for Fuze to have such a large article.
Faced with this situation, the court's attitude naturally changed.
After several negotiations, the human race agreed to accept the challenge, but with dozens of Jinshi, civilians, and soldiers and all their talents in the next five years, they agreed to the competition.
The competition was held half a year later in the Du Family Poetry Sect in Zhongzhou. The human race was fully responsible. The demon race only required that all those from the Wen Dynasty who participated in the competition must be equal in strength to the demon race competing for the poems.
Among them, Hanlin had the highest combat power, and Song Mu was naturally chosen among them.
"Master Song, Your Majesty and the two prime ministers have finalized this matter. We have also sent out posts to various poetry sects and descendants of poetry. Sir, are you willing to accept the challenge?"
Song Mu looked at the things in his hands, but for a moment he had doubts in his heart.
Not to mention that this sudden fight was inexplicable, but the East China Sea Monster Clan was actually willing to give away the articles they had plundered for hundreds of years. Just to get human civilization soldiers and new poetry in the future.
This really made Song Mu feel that something was wrong.
However, to be able to make this decision, I think His Majesty must have thought a lot, and these things are indeed too attractive, and the various poetry sects will never miss this opportunity.
Song Mu looked at Yu Weizhong in front of him, who just lowered his eyes slightly, waiting for Song Mu's answer.
After a while, Song Mu handed the letter back and just said in a deep voice.
"I don't think it's appropriate. I won't go on with this fight."
Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed across Yu Weizhong's face. He was a little hesitant at the moment, but still did not speak. He just nodded and took the letter.
Song Mu was about to see the guest off, but the other party suddenly took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Song Mu respectfully.
"Master Song, there is another order here."
Song Mu paused and looked at another letter from the other party. When he took it and read it, he suddenly became speechless.
"It seems that I have to participate in this matter. It doesn't matter, it's just a trip to Zhongzhou."
Song Mu accepted the letter. What was written on it was that the monster named Song Mu to go. Whether he participated or not, His Majesty also gave instructions.
This is no longer a request, and Song Mu naturally cannot refuse to accept it.
Yu Weizhong handed over his hands and left, and Song Mu's face was filled with expression at this moment.
"They asked me to go there by name. What are these guys planning to do?"
Saying this, Song Mu looked at the letter in his hand and let out a sigh of relief.
"I will take my poems back with my own hands one day."
Song Mu calmed down and called Song Chengming out again to continue teaching him how to read.
Not long ago, the news of the battle with the demon clan spread immediately, causing discussions everywhere. When Song Mu was teaching in the East Palace, Li Dong also had many exchanges with Song Mu about this.
A battle between humans and monsters has its own benefits compared to war, not to mention there are countless eye-catching things in it.
Li Dong was a little disappointed when he learned that Song Mu was just there to observe.
Li Dong also told Song Mu some of the information he knew. Nowadays, all parties in the Wen Dynasty are also dispatching troops to prepare for the competition, and the various poetry sects are the most active in this regard.
Even the reclusive Tao Shizong rarely sent people out to prepare for the fight.
Song Mu just smiled at this. After completing today's mission, Song Mu also hurriedly left. However, after leaving the imperial city, he turned a corner and headed towards the Ministry of Rites.
"Master Song, you are indeed here again today."
"Haha, it's just that Song doesn't give up. I wonder if I can do it today?"
Song Mu asked as he stood in front of the etiquette department. Naturally, he wanted to watch it. He was rejected many times after such interactions. Song Mu was also calm about this.
But today, the official from the Ministry of Rites suddenly nodded. At this moment, Song Mu looked stunned.
"Master Han only agreed today. All the elders are here too and are waiting for Master Song."
Song Mu immediately showed fear when he heard this, and quickly followed him inside.
After passing through the scholarly realm, Song Mu met Master Han and several other elders again.
"Song Jingzhao, you are perseverant and torture the juniors in my etiquette department every day."
"My lord, please forgive me. It is true that Mr. Song heard that this was extraordinary, and the first draft did not stay in Song's hands for a moment after it was completed, so..."
"That's all, I know what you mean. After all, this is your thing, but we used the excuse of protecting the document to block your way."
Master Han said with a smile on his face, but his eyes glanced at Song Mu before he spoke.
"Come with us."
With that said, several elders moved towards one side. Song Mu was also filled with excitement and was full of surprises at this moment.
Stepping forward to catch up, the scholarly realm suddenly changed. In just a moment, when Song Mu saw the situation in front of him clearly, he was already at the altar square of the imperial city.
This is where it is, and Song Mu's is also hidden here.
Master Han and others were walking in front, and now they stood by the altar in the square before looking at Song Mu.
"Sir Song, I can lend you a look before sunrise tomorrow, but I can only do it here."
Song Mu nodded carefully, and several adults looked at each other, their auras trembling.
The next moment, only golden words were seen flowing out of their bodies, and the small words were heading towards the ground, spreading in all directions in the blink of an eye.
And the golden color began to flow in it, and the huge power rushed up from under his feet. Song Mu looked up and saw that these rays of light were converging towards the altar.
Following a violent flash of light, a scroll slowly appeared on the altar.
Obscure power emitted from it, and little bits of light seemed to gather around it. Song Mu felt the ancient book in his mind move.
Then think about it, it's yours.
...chaptere
