As soon as Song Mu entered the imperial city to talk, he also temporarily settled down in Chang'an. With the world situation and Ci Zong's affairs, Song Mu knew that he had to make a difference in the current situation, and Song Mu would never be able to survive alone. During the free time, Song Mu could also calm down his thoughts.
At present, there was no clear news about the exchange with Donghai, so Song Mu also set his sights on it.
Li Moer asked Song Mu to draft the manuscript. This was Song Mu's old job, and Song Mu was also interested in it.
Now that more than ten years have passed, Song Mu also wants to know where things are now and whether there have been more different changes.
On this day at the Wenkan Pavilion, the editors of the Wenjian Pavilion welcomed figures like Song Mu for the first time in a long time. In more than ten years, there have been many changes in the officials, and this was the first time for many people to see Song Mu. The other legendary figures looked even more excited.
When they learned that Song Mu was here today to compile the manuscript, they were overjoyed and wanted to run around to tell each other.
"Sir Song, it is a great blessing that you can continue to write manuscripts for Wenjian Pavilion. It is a blessing to all literati in the world."
In the Wenjian Pavilion, Huo Tai, who had successfully become a member of the Imperial Academy, stood beside Song Mu and said with his hands raised, his words were as enthusiastic as ever.
"Master Huo is really flattering. I haven't written a manuscript for ten years. Now I may be a little rusty."
"Your Majesty, I'm being modest. I'm going to have a lot of headaches as I wait for these days."
When Song Mu heard this, he looked at the other party in confusion. Huo Tai glanced at everyone in the room before continuing with Song Mu.
"Lord Song, to be honest, in recent years, students from all over the Wen Dynasty have become even more enthusiastic about academic discussions, and we can often select some outstanding articles for publication."
"But in the past few years, for some reason, the opinions among students all over the world have suddenly become quarrelsome, and the articles that have been sent are even more biased in meaning, and all of them are somewhat radical and inappropriate."
Saying this, Huo Tai's face showed a bit of a wry smile again.
"For this reason, we did not select and publish, and as a result, the students among them criticized our literary magazine. When I received the manuscript in the past few days, those students, alas..."
Song Mu was suddenly startled when he heard this. This was the first time he knew that such a thing happened, so he also spoke this time.
"Then does Your Majesty have any opinion on this matter?"
"His Majesty has ordered us to put an end to this situation as soon as possible. However, there are countless reasons for this issue, and this cannot be settled by one thing. Writing random articles to criticize or judge will be counterproductive when the time comes."
As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded one after another, and their faces showed a bit of anxiety and fatigue. It seemed that this problem had been bothering them for a long time.
"Master Song, we really don't know what to do."
Song Mu also frowned slightly at the moment. In fact, Song Mu had heard about the recent discussions about Confucianism and Taoism by students from all over the country. He had heard that they were fighting fiercely and argued endlessly.
But I didn't expect that it would reach such a ferocious level now. It would be a good thing for students to discuss the meaning of the classics and poems, but it is definitely not a good thing to make irresponsible remarks and even go to the extreme.
At that moment, Song Mu also nodded cautiously, looked at the people in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
"This is indeed a problem. Students are eager to learn, but they cannot be suppressed at will. Those who are above are walking on thin ice. So Song is here to help you think of a solution."
The expressions of everyone who heard this suddenly became much more relaxed. Under Song Mu's arrangement, they brought the Tianwen periodicals of the past few years and presented the articles that had been submitted in these days. Song Mu was also here. Read carefully in the Wenjian Pavilion.
After reading the books and articles in the Wenjian Pavilion for a day, Song Mu also had some opinions in his mind. In fact, the focus of debate among the students in the world is what the future of Confucianism and Taoism will be like and how to walk.
This was originally a smooth statement, in which diligence, erudition, and caution were all excellent ways. But now, it has evolved into the way of kings and ministers, things about monsters, and even many thoughts about the greatness of the world.
It is a good thing to rise from one person to ten thousand people, but from this, countless factions have spawned. They make radical, timid, moderate, and even inaction remarks. They quote scriptures and criticize the Confucian and Taoist works of the past and present. Song and Mu watched. He also sighed repeatedly.
Knowing the crux of the matter, Song Mu was ready to write this article as soon as possible.
However, after sunset that day, Song Mu was blocked by two people in front of the Wenjian Pavilion.
The visitors were none other than Tan Weiyi and Xu Yuncai.
The two of them found out about Song Mu's arrival in Chang'an and decided to visit Song Mu on that day. Naturally, they were overjoyed after not seeing their old friend for so many years.
But after meeting Song Mu, both of them hesitated.
Song Mu is now different from what he used to be. The academic's cultivation has a real sense of oppression in front of the two of them, making them a little timid in speaking and doing things.
Song Mu felt calm when he saw his old friend. He just smiled and chatted with him. He then found a teahouse with the two of them and asked for a private room to drink and chat.
"Brother Jing Zhao, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. After you were born again, you immediately caused a storm in the literary dynasty. Xuanyuan Academy and the Chibi Fu on the side of the Yangtze River are both very popular."
"Yes, Brother Jing Zhao, you are able to leave so many legends while wandering around the world. We are really impressed by you."
Song Mu shook his head slightly when he heard what the two said. This time he just looked at the familiar two people and asked something else.
From their mouths, Song Mu also learned about the situations of other people who came and went. Almost all of the former Jinshi scholars had gone their separate ways. As their experience in the court deepened, everyone had their own personal relationships. There were many worries about relationships in the court, but now he has become the old-fashioned look that everyone despised at the beginning.
Only Song Mu and Tan Weiyi were leisurely and contented. Song Mu had left the Wen Dynasty court early and lived a carefree life, while Tan Weiyi had gradually become more and more popular in the court because of Prime Minister Tan. On the edge.
"Brother Tan, it's not his intention. It's just that Prime Minister Tan seemed to have a lot of criticism towards His Majesty at the beginning. Why does Your Majesty pay more attention to Prime Minister Tan now?"
As soon as Tan Wei drank up the wine in his glass, he just shook his head helplessly and said.
"Brother Jing Zhao's words are wrong. In fact, my father doesn't like this position. It's just that His Majesty needs someone like Wei Zheng. It's pitiful that my father is so old and has a stubborn ass-like temper that he has to work in court every day. I shouted and scolded His Majesty and said good things to the ministers."
Song Mu was stunned when he heard this, but at this moment he suddenly realized the usefulness of Tan Xiang's role.
He is almost the same as what Li Mo'er wanted him to do back then. From the looks of it, Tan Xiang has endured all this.
Song Mu touched the tip of his nose slightly, sighed a few words at this moment, then looked at Xu Yuncai beside him, and continued to ask.
"But I don't know what's going on with Brother Xu now?"
As soon as these words came out, Xu Yuncai naturally started talking, and also talked about Yingxuefang, but Tan Weiyi suddenly looked at Song Mu, with a hint of emotion in his eyes. It’s complicated, he said to Song Mu now.
"Brother Jing Zhao, it's really hard for you to hide it from me. You are actually the author of that. Why does that person's pen name always sound familiar to me?"
Song Mu was slightly startled when he heard this, and grinned slightly at this moment. Xu Yuncai was a little helpless and said this time.
"Brother Jing Zhao, it's Brother Tan who's really pressing for more questions. But don't worry, I didn't tell anyone about this matter. He is the only exception."
Song Mu smiled and shook his head, then asked the other party.
"Brother Xu, that's not what I want to say, but I don't know what happened to the things I entrusted you to do before?"
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