I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 110 Make a big wish and throw a big banquet
Several people cried bitterly on this street, Song Mu also supported Song Liangda to the side, and the servants of the Kong family came up to help take care of them, Song Mu put down the salute, and then returned to the team, at the moment the official sent the way to go all the way Go to the north wall.

When they returned to the county, they would naturally have to pay respects. Song Mu and other talented scholars were going to worship at Wen Pavilion on the north city wall to comfort the sages and literati of Shiyang County.

Song Mu and others followed Jin Changwu all the way to the north city wall, where they rearranged themselves, and then walked forward slowly under the reading of the officials next to them.

Your Excellency Dengwen, the huge bronze tablet is engraved with Song Wenrong's articles.

Jin Changwu bent down and cupped his hands here, and the scholars behind him also cupped their hands, and they went up step by step.

Before arriving at Dengwen Pavilion, at this moment, a small official had distributed porcelain bowls to each scholar, and clear wine was poured into the bowls. After Jin Changwu yelled, everyone spilled the wine one after another.

Then, the scholars stepped forward to salute one by one, Song Mu walked in the front, and at this moment, after saluting respectfully, he stood on one side and looked around from the raised north city wall.

Today's Shiyang County has been repaired quickly after the previous attack, and the city wall has also been raised a lot, and it already looks like a city in a wealthy area.

Song Mu could also see that the county school not far away seemed to have changed, and an unpainted log attic was completed on the roof of the county school.

After these ceremonies were finished, Jin Changwu didn't leave any of the people behind. He just told them about the evening banquet and let them go home.

After all, when every scholar returns home, he still has to worship his ancestors.

Song Mu also hurried down the city wall, bid farewell to Jin Changwu and Master Xun, came to the bottom of the city wall and learned from the servants of Kong's family that the second uncle had returned home, so he bid farewell to several classmates and hurried home.

Not long after, Song Mu came to the alley where the Song family's house was located, but at the moment it was extremely lively.

At this moment, there are a lot of people blocking the alley, each of them is moving forward, and there are many well-dressed people who are holding gifts in their hands and pushing in.

Song Mu looked a little dumbfounded at the moment, but at this moment a voice sounded from the side.

"Nephew Song Xian, are you back?"

As soon as the voice sounded, people around looked over one after another. Song Mu also looked at the source of the voice and found that it was Uncle Lin Bo. He immediately smiled and cupped his hands.

"Yes, Uncle Lin, the county magistrate asked us to go home and reunite with our families."

Saying this, the surrounding people immediately surrounded him, even a little agitated.

They all looked at Song Mu one after another, looking at Song Mu, a scholar, with joy on their faces.

"So this is Mr. Xiucai."

"You don't know, it's not just a scholar, but also the chief of the case! What is the chief of the case, the scholar is the first!"

"That's right, maybe in two years, he will be a Juren, and he will be called Master Juren by then!"

Several men spoke, but the women beside them all had bright eyes, rushed up immediately, saluted Song Mu, and asked happily.

"How old is Mr. Xiucai, and what is his birth date?"

"My little girl, Dougao Nianhua, has been able to read and write since she was a child, and she is the most suitable for a scholar."

"Hey, Aunt Ma, don't talk nonsense here, Mr. Xiucai will have a bright future in the future, so how can you think of your little girl."

Several middle-aged women were chattering, and now they rushed up one after another. Song Mu Tui had no way to retreat, and the spittle on his face was almost flying to his face.

Song Mu smiled wryly, and could only bow his hands to the surroundings. Fortunately, Uncle Lin Bo had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately dragged Song Mu into his yard.

"Calm down, big guy. The gentleman Xiucai has to go home to pay homage to his ancestors. When it's over, it's not too late for everyone to talk!"

Uncle Lin Bo said this to the outside, quickly closed the courtyard door, and pointed to the courtyard wall beside him.

"Nephew, go back quickly, your second uncle has already set up the incense table, but he is just waiting for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Song Mu nodded gratefully, then turned his head and stood on the pile of firewood next to him.

Turning over and jumping into his own courtyard, there were several people sitting in the courtyard at the moment, Song Mu scanned them one by one, they seemed to be relatives who were related to his family.

When they saw Song Mu, who was wearing a student uniform, turn over from one side, they immediately exclaimed again and again, and some people got up to talk to Song Mu, but Song Mu just slightly cupped his hands, and walked towards the main room.

In the main room, the second uncle had already burned incense and set up sacrifices. When Song Mu arrived, Mrs. Zhu had already pulled Song Mu inside.

At this moment, above the main room, there are several portraits hanging on the wall, and a row of memorial tablets on the table. Song Liangda has already got up and dragged Song Mu to kneel in front of him.

Song Mu respectfully kowtowed, and after offering incense, he also looked at the portraits.

Song Liangda next to him still had red eyes, but he helped Song Mu explain.

"The one in the middle is the ancestor of our Song family, the first Jinshi, Song Xingzhi. The second one is Song Wenrong's ancestor, and the last one is Song Kedi, the last Jinshi of our Song family..."

Song Mu's heart was shocked when he heard these names. Looking carefully at this moment, the faces of these people are very generous and majestic. They are all dressed in red robes. Against the backdrop of cinnabar, they are even more energetic. .

Song Liangda beside him shook his head with emotion.

"The seventeenth generation of our Song family originally had portraits for generations, and they hired great painters to paint, but when your great-grandfather came back from Yuzhang Mansion, he only brought these portraits with him, and left the rest with him. In the ancestral hall there."

"But the ancestral hall there is still occupied by gangsters. There are no portraits of your great-grandfather, grandpa, and father until his death, and they have not been hung in our Song's ancestral hall."

Saying this, Song Liangda's face became even more moved.

"It's all because your second uncle is useless. You can't even take back the ancestral hall."

Song Mu is pursing his lips at the moment, carefully looking at the portraits and rankings in front of him, and he has made a great wish in his heart at the moment.

In the future, we must work harder to make these portraits hang in the ancestral hall again.

For the so-called abandonment of family and children to seize orthodoxy, I also want to seek justice and fulfill my father's last wish.

After Song Liangda finished speaking, he burned a stick of incense immediately, and then pulled Song Mu out, tidied up and said to Song Mu.

"Stop talking about this, you are back today, Guangyaomen!"

Saying this, there was already some movement in the courtyard at this moment, and someone shouted loudly at the moment.

"Second Master Song, we have something to do, you should come out and talk about how to do it!"

Song Mu was puzzled when he heard this, but Song Liangda had already walked out first, laughed heartily twice, and said to the three burly men in the courtyard.

"Let's open the water table today, in this alley, from beginning to end, so that the neighbors in the neighborhood will be happy!"

"it is good!"

Hearing this, there was a burst of applause from the surroundings, and those acquaintances had already come up to help, Song Liangda turned around and counted the silver, and immediately confessed to Song Mu, and went out to buy vegetables and meat.

Mrs. Zhu was already busy and disappeared. Song Mu was standing in front of the main house at this moment, shaking hands and standing, watching the lively fireworks in the world, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

This once strange world has completely entered Song Mu's heart at this moment.

A large number of common people and neighbors poured into the courtyard, Song Mu immediately cleaned up his mood, also smiled, and stepped forward to entertain.

Today, the alley in this small courtyard is extremely lively.

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(End of this chapter)