Li Dong nodded when he heard Song Mu, but when he looked down at the Wenxing waist card that Song Mu had given him, Li Dong suddenly felt that Song Mu was making some different preparations.
After the two had been together for many years, Li Dong was keenly aware of something wrong with Song Mu's emotions.
"Master, didn't you say you wanted to figure it out slowly? Why now..."
"I am thirty-five years old now. After this year, I will be one year older. But thinking about the mission my master gave me twenty years ago, I still have not been able to fulfill it."
Song Mu said calmly, the scene in his eyes seemed to return to the small house twenty years ago when he and Tao Fengming met for the first time.
When he promised Tao Fengming that he would do something for him twenty years later, he thought it was not impossible, but until Song Mu saw the scene on Wuwu Cliff.
My level of Hanlin is still insufficient. Only by taking a step further can I truly make efforts for Tao Fengming's long-cherished wish.
Moreover, after the battle with Song Liwen that day, Song Mu also realized that he had made an enemy. With his talent, he would have to fight again.
If they were defeated, Song Mu could not imagine what would happen to the Song family.
So these days, Song Mu has been thinking about these things, and decided to use the next time to work hard to make a breakthrough.
But you can't have your cake and eat it too, Song Mu had to make some arrangements in advance for some things.
Moreover, making a breakthrough in cultivation is not just a matter of wishful thinking. In order to successfully break through, Song Mu also had to go out, understand the art of literature, and use danger to help break through.
Li Dong was a little puzzled when he heard this, but he hesitated to speak at this moment.
Song Mu looked at Li Dong at the moment, his expression slightly relaxed at this moment.
"Your Highness, do you still remember what Taifu Qin said back then?"
Li Dong was stunned, and Song Mu spoke.
"The hidden wings of Ji Lin, sometimes dormant, are for a better attack next time. Your Highness is like this, and so am I."
Li Dong's expression suddenly changed, he just clenched the waist badge in his hand and spoke to Song Mu in a deep voice.
"Master, I understand."
Soon, the news that Song Mu would devote himself to practice in the future and decided to travel far away for a period of time also spread among the Song family. Everyone supported Song Mu's choice, but they heard that Song Mu might have to travel in order to practice. After leaving Shiyang County, Gu Qingqing and Song Liangda couldn't help but feel a little disappointed on their faces.
After all, everyone has experienced the situation, and the news of Song Mu's death was even more heartbreaking for all the relatives.
Song Mu did not overly irritate everyone, he just explained the pros and cons, which gave everyone a buffer.
And soon, the new year arrived, and the Song family all grew one year older, but during this time, Song Mu's attention was all on Song Huaitong.
Song Huaitong has long been admitted as a scholar, and now he is preparing to take part in this year's provincial examination.
Song Mu also attached great importance to this. If Song Huaitong could successfully obtain the title, then the Shiyang Song family would no longer be an orphan, and the Shiyang Song family would truly prosper.
Song Mu used these days to teach Song Huaitong. After several months of preparation, he also sent Song Huaitong on the boat to Yuzhang City.
Song Mu looked forward to the news that Song Huaitong would bring him hope, and at the same time stepped up to deal with various affairs in Shiyang County. With the help of Li Dong and the elders of Shiyang County, Song Mu presided over the expansion of the Song family's private school and also opened the ancestral hall square. A high tower was built in front of it to store the Song family's books.
This day is already the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Song Mu and his family are admiring the moon after having dinner in the courtyard. Song Mu is also sitting in the courtyard enjoying the coolness, surrounded by sandalwood. Song Mu tells Song Chengming and Song Yiqing about their past. experience.
Soon Song Liangda was invited to have a drink, and Mrs. Zhu arranged a few children to go to bed, and the courtyard became quite quiet for a while.
Gu Qingqing was sitting next to Song Mu, making something by candlelight in her hands.
Those were the clothes she had prepared for Song Mu's long journey to practice.
Song Mu was also touched by this. Looking at the new wrinkles on his lover's face, he let out a sigh of relief.
When Gu Qingqing heard Song Mu's sigh, she raised her head. The two of them looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.
After sleeping together for many years, the two of them had already connected with each other. At that moment, Song Mu sat up and watched the candlelight in the side room go out, then stood up and Gu Qingqing sat in front of him.
Song Mu brought a plate of pastries and handed it to Gu Qingqing, who shook her head slightly.
"It's already night, and I don't like eating these things."
Gu Qingqing refused, and was about to lower her head to do her own thing. Song Mu looked at him, groped slightly, took out a handkerchief, and opened it to reveal a piece of candy.
Gu Qingqing was a little surprised when she saw this, but Song Mu stuffed a small piece of candy into her mouth.
"Husband, what are you doing..."
Gu Qingqing said shyly, but Song Mu smiled slightly and just sat closer at this moment, looking up at the full moon in the sky.
"Madam, what do you think Huai Tong is doing now?"
"It's time to call Siyuan, he has already become a scholar."
"Didn't Siyuan write to me a few days ago? He made many friends in Yuzhang, so his trip should go smoothly."
Siyuan is the character of Song Huaitong, who was chosen by Song Mu after he became a scholar.
Gu Qingqing said softly, seemingly with a tone of blame, but Song Mu was indifferent, looking at the sky and murmuring.
"I think back then I went to take the provincial examination when I was 18 years old, but now Huai Tong went there when I was 16 years old."
"It's just that Yuzhang and his party, I wonder if it will make him feel a little too much pressure."
Song Mu said this with some emotion in his tone. As a father, he didn't do much for the children in his family. On the contrary, his two children bore the title of the son of the number one scholar. It was very stressful.
And Yuzhang City was the place where he became famous. When he returned last year, tens of thousands of people in Yuzhang City lined the streets to welcome him, and every one of them regarded Song Mu as a sage.
"Huai Tong is a smart and peaceful child, and he is proud of you."
When Song Mu heard Gu Qingqing say this, he turned slightly to look at Gu Qingqing and said something very gentle.
"Qingqing, thank you for your hard work."
When Gu Qingqing heard this, her face became slightly rosy, and the stitches in her hands were a little messy, but she lowered her head and said nothing for a while.
Song Mu took the other person's hand and said softly at this moment.
"I know you don't want me to leave, but this is what must be done, for your sake and for the sake of our descendants."
Saying this, Song Mu put something into Gu Qingqing's hand. It was a small flower, which looked pure and simple in the dim light. Although ordinary, it seemed to contain huge vitality.
That was the Seven Soul Flower cultivated by Song Mu. After ten years, two small flowers finally bloomed.
"Qingqing, keep this thing. If a relative at home is seriously injured and dies, you can tear off a petal and give it to him."
"Remember, this thing must not be leaked. No one can reveal it except our closest relatives."
Song Mu's tone was serious when he said this, and he even vaguely held up a literary barrier. When Gu Qingqing saw Song Mu's serious expression, she nodded lightly at this moment.
Song Mu also gave her the Song family's cultural tourmaline, asking Gu Qingqing to keep it well, and repeatedly reminded her of its importance.
Gu Qingqing carefully held it in her hand, but at this moment she raised her eyes. This time she looked at Song Mu with a frown, and asked with some concern.
"Husband, how long will it take to get here?"
Song Mu showed a smile, but his eyes were deep at the moment, and then he said softly.
"It can be as short as five years or as long as ten years."
"When I return, I will be in another realm. By then, there will be few people in this world who can threaten us."
After hearing this, Gui turned around and trembled slightly, then asked again.
"Is that dangerous?"
Song Mu looked at the other person with a smile, stretched out his hand to touch the familiar face, and said softly.
"Silly girl, hasn't my husband always turned disaster into good fortune?"
"In this world, you are the ones I'm most worried about."
After hearing this, Gu Qingqing lowered her eyes slightly at this moment, with a somewhat sad expression on her face, and threw herself into Song Mu's arms. Song Mu held Gu Qingqing in her arms, feeling very sad for some reason at this moment.
Not long ago, when the sun was shining brightly in Shiyang County, the streets of Shiyang County suddenly became very lively with the beating of gongs and drums.
Song Mu was about to go out, but he stopped when he heard the sound. He seemed to have a premonition at this moment, and shouted towards the house. When he looked back, Song Mu saw someone crowding towards the alley entrance.
When the officer walking in front saw Song Mu, he immediately shouted loudly.
"Mr. Song, your son, Young Master Song, is in the second place in the provincial examination in the second year of high school. His name will go down in history!"
Song Mu's expression paused, but he couldn't help but be excited at this moment, and several words of 'good' popped out of his mouth.
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