I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 113
The fog in the morning had dissipated, and the sun was shining on the vast river surface, sparking waves of light together with the breeze, and the boatman's chant was coming faintly.

Song Mu looked up at the scenery outside the porthole, let out a breath at this moment, and put down the brush in his hand.

And under the pen, a few lines of text have appeared.

"Brother Song, can you have something to eat?"

A wooden door was pushed open, Kong Zong pushed it in, and the sun behind him shone into this small cabin. At this moment, the two were on a wooden boat of more than ten meters, heading south all the way.

Song Mu and Kong Zong stayed in Shiyang County for a ten-year period, and then they also set off for Fucheng, where they began to study and practice at Fuxue.

The past ten days passed quickly, but Song Mu also helped the family with a lot of things, at least now the braised cooking shop has opened, and after a few days of trial operation, the benefits are still very good.

Nowadays, there are tens of hundreds of copper coins in profit a day, and Song Liangda is also very happy about this.

Before setting off yesterday, Song Mu also wrote an inscription in the Jingzhen Pavilion that had been repaired, and wrote a poem in the youth's attic.

"In the beginning of human beings, their nature is good, their natures are similar, their habits are far apart..."

"Hey, Brother Song is writing that nursery rhyme right now?"

Song Mu poured a cup of tea for Kong Zong, Kong Zong immediately noticed the words on the paper in front of Song Mu, read it out lightly, and looked at Song Mu in surprise.

Seeing this, Song Mu also nodded and explained.

"I just thought about it, so I wrote it down, and I haven't thought about it yet."

Hearing what Song Mu said, Kong Zong showed joy at the moment, and reached out his hand to take Song Mu's paper with some excitement, read it carefully, and nodded very much.

"The first twelve characters are the way of Confucius and Mencius. Human nature is inherently good, and every word is perfect. Brother Song, I like your parallel prose very much."

As he said that, Kong Zong savored it carefully again, but at the moment his face was even more pleasantly surprised, he looked at Song Mu and said.

"The three-character rhyme is quite catchy to read, but it is much better than the four-character rhyme of the thousand-character prose."

"Brother Song, you have great talent!"

At this moment, Kong Zong's face was full of admiration, thinking that Song Mu just mentioned it lightly at the beginning, although Kong Zong thought it was very thoughtful, it might be difficult to implement it.

Unexpectedly, it took only a few days for Song Mu to study it, and he was really ashamed at this moment.

Hearing what Kong Zong said, Song Mu scratched his head at the moment, feeling a little embarrassed. He was just using it for doctrine, and Song Mu still hasn't figured out how to change some of the later content. decided.

Kong Zong happily communicated with Song Mu for a while, and even put forward some ideas of his own.

"Brother Song, if you go to Fucheng this time, you can continue to live with me, and we will also be companions."

Song Mu shook his head this time, and spoke immediately.

"I'd better live in a government school. First, it doesn't cost much. Second, I'll be busy with my studies in the future, and walking around is a waste of time."

"I would like to persuade Brother Kong, why don't you live in Fuxue with me."

"That's fine, I have the same intention."

When Kong Zong heard Song Mu's words, he nodded without hesitation, and seemed to agree with this matter.

And Song Mu naturally nodded with a smile. Speaking of which, Song Mu still has some other ideas. After all, he is now worshiping Mr. Tao Fengming as his master, and he must teach something in the future. There are also many inconveniences.

The two of them talked about what to prepare after entering the government school in the cabin, but Kong Zong suddenly slapped his forehead and went outside.

Not long after, Kong Zong came back again, but at this time he already had one more thing in his hand.

It was a wat board that was as long as an adult's forearm and as wide as a palm, but it was black all over and looked ordinary.

"Brother Song, my father asked someone to bring this back a few days ago. You and I happen to be alone."

Song Mu reached out to take it, and found that there was a groove on the front of the wat board, and the groove was wide and narrow, which seemed to be able to put things in.

"This is a scholar's wat board, but it was forged by the Wengongfang in the capital. It is of high quality. The groove on the top is used to put the cut writing paper. When the time comes, take out the pen to write, and then pull it out from below, wave your hand Ready to use."

Kong Zong explained to Song Mu, and cut a piece of bamboo paper and put it in, stretched out his hand and pulled it down, and the paper could be pulled out from the wat board.

Song Mu was also amazed when he saw it. This thing can be regarded as a special tool for literati in this era, specially used for writing poems and fighting.

After all, when facing monsters, not every poem written in advance can accurately respond to the enemy, and if the level is not enough, sometimes the power of the written poems will gradually dissipate and disappear, so in this era, most scholars still prefer to live Write poems against the enemy.

In the early days of using poetry to control literary power, the literati at that time first carried a wooden board on their backs and wrote on it with paper. After continuous improvement, they finally formed a utensil such as a wat board. A wat board can store writing paper. Twenty sheets is the writing limit of a top talent.

As for the even more advanced Juren Wat board, it is even more mysterious. It is said that it can store a hundred pieces of writing paper, and it can be used without pulling it out.

When it comes to Jinshi, these wat boards are no longer needed. They use the world as paper, and they can still export chapters, and their strength has been turned upside down.

Song Mu played with this thing for a while, but also found it rather strange, and Kong Zong also brought Song Mu an ink ingot, which was also prepared by Kong Siqi for the two of them, and it was mixed with demon blood. Poetry is even more powerful.

"This time, it's Uncle Chengqing's care again."

Song Mu was holding these things, and he also showed emotion at the moment, but Kong Zong waved his hands with a calm expression on his face.

"Brother Song, why bother to say these things? My father has long said that you and I should get along well. Wouldn't it be a good story to climb up the stairs together in the future?"

Song Mu nodded again and again, feeling a little warm in his heart.

This time Song Mu and Kong Zong took a small boat, so the journey was quite smooth. Although they were going upstream, with the help of sails, they could travel hundreds of miles a day.

In the afternoon of that day, Song Mu and Kong Zong finally went ashore, stepping on the tail of the sun, and re-entered Fucheng with big and small bags.

Entering Fucheng again, Song Mu looked at some familiar scenery, but at this moment his heart was even more excited.

Starting today, the chapter of my life will open a new side.

……

Since they only went ashore in the evening, Song Mu naturally stayed in Kong's residence for one night, and the two rushed to the Fu Xuebao early in the morning of the next day.

And today, by chance, many scholars came to report. When Song Mu stepped forward, there was already a queue at the gate of the prefectural school.

Although only the top ten in each college examination can enter the government school, but in addition to that, there are also the descendants of Jinshi, and the descendants of literati who died in battle, have the opportunity to enter the government school.

As a result, there are more than 20 scholars who came to report this time.

But as soon as Song Mu arrived here, several people looked at Song Mu at the moment. Song Mu didn't think there was anything strange at first, but when he saw them pointing, he noticed something strange.

Song Mu was a little confused, and was about to step forward to ask a few questions, but a scholar standing behind Song Mu spoke at this time.

"Captain Song, I didn't expect you to report today."

Song Mu turned his head and saw a slender and familiar face. At this moment, he thought about it in his mind for a moment, and suddenly realized.

This is the person who picked on me after the second day's examination, and it seems to be Liu Jianyu.

Song Mu also cupped his hands with a smile at the moment, but Liu Jianyu had an embarrassed smile on his face, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said to Song Mu.

"Brother Song, have you read the latest "Tianxia Wenkan"?"

"I just arrived yesterday, so I haven't met yet." Song Mu replied with a smile, but Liu Jianyu's expression suddenly became a little emotional. thick booklet.

This is the latest issue of "Tianxia Wenkan", and because of the examinations in various places, the included content is a bit more, and the whole booklet is also a bit thicker.

"This journal just started selling three days ago, and the academic journal is extremely popular. Liu managed to buy a copy."

Liu Jianyu said with a smile, but handed it to Song Mu like a treasure, with a look of admiration on his face.

"Brother Song, let's take a look. Your literary name has spread again this time around in the hospital exam."

Saying this, several scholars beside him who had never read Tianxia Literature also turned their heads. Amid the curious or puzzled eyes of everyone, Song Mu opened the booklet.

Turning to the chapter of poetry, the second poem is Song Mu's "Nanxiangzi".

Sweeping down, this time the comment was signed by Du Sheng Du Keqin instead of a scholar or a great Confucian.

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(End of this chapter)