A burst of light flashed in front of Song Mu's eyes, and the next moment he saw himself reappearing on the cliff before. At the same time, the woodcutter who had led the way was already standing next to him, and the woodcutter who led Song Mu down the mountain was already standing beside him. Then he disappeared into the dense forest.
Song Mu looked at this situation, but his expression was still a little dazed at the moment.
During this trip to the Tao Poetry Sect, Song Mu had gained a better understanding of things in the world. The deeper secrets were revealed in front of him, but Song Mu was a little at a loss as to what to do.
And suddenly I found myself being pushed forward.
This feeling was very bad. It made Song Mu feel that he had lost many opportunities for judgment and was unable to grasp the situation. It made Song Mu feel uneasy.
Looking up at the sky, Song Mu thought of the poem he had just written. Needless to say, Mr. Wu Liu was talented in writing, but he didn't know how the Tao poet would feel when he saw this.
It's just that there is a more important thing in front of Song Mu, about the Ci Sect and the demons gathering around him.
Tao Lingdong's description reminded Song Mu of Bai He not long ago. The faint sense of crisis had already come, and Song Mu was more certain that the road ahead would be even more bloody.
However, Song Mu had different views on the fish-or-death approach insisted by the imperial court and the Tao Shizong.
For them, after so many years of encroachment by the human race, only by rising up and attacking can it be possible to bring a glimmer of hope to the human race.
But obviously this comes at a very heavy price. At least under the current situation, Song Mu does not think that the Wen Dynasty can defeat the demon, or even be evenly matched.
It is precisely because of this that Song Mucai did not make any statement. Song Mu would not make a decision easily before certain things were determined.
After making up his mind, Song Mu looked towards the north at this moment, and the next moment his body's literary energy surged, turning into a rainbow light and shooting out.
Song Mu wants to go to Chang'an to get rid of the worries in his heart.
The fish is dead and the net is broken, but there is really no other way?
Song Mu's figure flashed across the sky quickly, and later on, Song Mu had arrived outside Chang'an City.
The general on the Great Wall noticed Song Mu's aura and immediately rose into the air. After some inspection, he immediately released Song Mu, but there was a hint of surprise and excitement on his face.
Song Mu was heading back to Chang'an City. He had not been here for more than ten years. Seeing this majestic city now, Song Mu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Landing at the gate of the city, Song Mu walked towards it. Seeing the prosperity here again, the noisy sound made Song Mu feel a little more at ease.
At least these years, the world is still peaceful, and Chang'an is still prosperous.
Under the prosperity in front of us, there is indeed a huge crisis hidden, but there are also people who are doing their best to preserve this prosperity.
Song Mu immediately headed straight towards the Imperial City, walking through the wide Zhuque Street. At the end of the street was the majestic Imperial City.
Song Mu stayed on the Imperial City Square for a while, collecting his thoughts before finally handing over his name card.
And soon there was someone in the imperial city to respond, and Song Mu stepped into the imperial city again.
In the early winter, the imperial city was a little deserted. Under the setting sun in the evening, a bit of coldness could not help but rise. The eunuchs and maids around them all walked around quickly with their heads lowered, and their breath was not relaxed during this period.
Song Mu also knew that Li Moer had worked hard in the past few years since he took the throne, but after all, it only took a hundred years for the country to have such a strange woman win the throne, which in turn caused the world to hold her to a higher standard.
As a result, the public opinion in the world suddenly arose, and some officials who disagreed with the government even stirred up trouble. In more than ten years, an endless stream of officials were dismissed from their posts and imprisoned.
Under the strong power, the government of Wen Dynasty gradually became somewhat peaceful and united.
Soon Song Mu passed through the corridor and saw several heating pavilions in a courtyard at the end of the corridor.
This was the office of the late emperor Li Ao, and the left and right ministers also entered it. Now it seems to have been built on, making the several warm pavilions standing in the courtyard a little crowded.
Song Mu came to the North Warm Pavilion, where sandalwood was overflowing. When he heard the eunuch reporting into it, and then the woman's voice came from inside, Song Mu finally came to his senses, and his expression changed slightly at this moment.
When Li Moer heard Song Mu's arrival, he also hurriedly summoned him.
As soon as Song Mu stepped into it, he immediately saw several ministers sitting in the Nuan Pavilion.
Among them was Prime Minister Tan, who was now the left prime minister and became Li Mo'er's arm. Although he and Li Mo'er had some political disagreements, he was still promoted to this level for some reason, and his reputation in the court was even greater.
But this time when Song Mu came in, all the officials in the Nuan Pavilion stood up one after another, with respectful expressions on their faces.
Song Mu is different from the past. At this moment, Song Mu has reached the realm of a bachelor. In this world where strength is respected, Song Mu's current strength represents a transcendent status.
What's more, under the realm, Song Mu's prestige and background are different from ordinary literati.
Song Mu saluted Li Mo'er with his hands raised, and his eyes quickly scanned these unfamiliar faces.
"Song Mu meets His Majesty."
Li Mo'er was wearing a simple dress today and immediately motioned for Song Mu to sit down. She seemed very happy for Song Mu's arrival. She looked at Song Mu and said.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Master Song's sudden arrival surprised me and all the ministers."
"I wonder why Mr. Song came here this time?"
Song Mu's eyes swept across the faces of everyone among them, and then he spoke.
"Song was invited to visit the Tao Poetry School not long ago."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked. Some people were surprised by Song Mu's experience, but the eyes of Tan Xiang and Li Mo'er suddenly flashed. They actually looked at each other silently, and then Li Mo'er reached out and waved away all the ministers in the Nuan Pavilion, leaving only Prime Minister Tan still sitting there.
The Nuan Pavilion suddenly became extremely quiet, and Li Moer sat down again. This time he looked at Song Mu again, but there was a bit of seriousness in his eyes.
"Then it seems that Mr. Song should also know what's going on?"
Li Mo'er said something vague like this, but Song Mu nodded slightly when he saw this situation, looking directly at the other person and said.
"Your Majesty, when it comes to demons, is it necessary to break the net to the death?"
Li Moer was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly and said.
"I have been discussing this matter with Mr. Tao for several years. This is a way that neither I nor the scholars in the world will feel regretful."
"But this has to bet on the fate of the entire Wen Dynasty people."
"If the demon really comes to the door, we will only be able to catch it. At that point, the people will be in dire straits, and we, the scholars of the Wen Dynasty, will disappear, and the human race will completely lose its dignity."
"This is not as good as losing the fish and breaking the net."
Li Moer said softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Song Mu's eyes were still sharp. As the two sides looked at each other, Song Mu slowly spoke.
"Your Majesty, have you ever thought of a compromise?"
"Both Shi Zong and His Majesty said that the demon was so excited that it was what I held in my hands."
"Can't the above method help our Wen Dynasty get rid of its predicament and achieve peace of mind for all people for a hundred generations?"
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