I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 193
For the "Three Character Classic" will gradually spread at an extremely fast speed, Song Mu is still psychologically prepared.

It's just that I didn't expect the speed of this spread to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

Just on the day after Fu Xue posted the notice, the latest "Tianxia Wenkan" in the major bookstores in Fucheng was sold out, and Luoyang paper was expensive for a while.

Then the state government urgently reprinted it, but for a whole week, literati everywhere were looking for the latest "Tianxia Wenkan", and even the copyists said that it was too much, and bluntly copied an article of praise from being fond of it to wanting to see it threw up.

But this "Three Character Classic" is so practical that it can even be recited by any three-five-six-year-old Mongolian child, and it is full of charm.

In order to speed up the promotion, the imperial court also required bookstores in various places to carry out a large amount of publicity, that is, the storyteller in the teahouse, before telling the story, he had to confess to everyone, and then he quickly recited the "Three Character Classic" with his mouth.

For a time, the "Three Character Classic" was very popular, and the sound of reading was bursting everywhere, and many educational officials in the state capital were very happy to see it.

Only those copyists who cut off their hands for publicity, and storytellers who yelled dry their throats, scolded their mothers all the time.

At the same time, people all over the world are wondering who the author of the Three Character Classic, the "Scholar", is.

Many people have speculated about it, some said it was created by the great Confucianism of that day, and some said it was the painstaking efforts of the editorial team of "Tianxia Wenkan".

What's more, it's amazing, saying that this is a treasure that fell from the sky. Didn't you see that it was written from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to the present?That is to praise the achievements of the Wen Dynasty.

There are often these disputes in various schools, but Song Mu, who saw this scene, had to act in a more low-key manner, always thinking carefully about what he did in the past, and whether there is anything missing that would expose himself.

Of course, this approach is nothing more than a late remedy, perhaps Qing Tianwei has helped Song Mu clean up any future troubles before.

"Have you heard? Now this "Three Character Classic" has been included in the national collection, but it has not been seen for many years."

"I think that according to the situation in front of us, it won't be long before this article will enter the "Sihai Quanshu" and be supported by literary stars."

"It's not as mysterious as what you said. You guys have a single volume of the "Three Character Classic". My little brother has a ruthless hand and tore up the article I copied for him."

"Go find Hemei, but he's been annoyed by copying these days, so I don't know if he'd like to help you."

During the break in the school, a few scholars gathered around to discuss the "Three Character Classic", while Kong Zong next to him was holding a few books and studying.

Maybe Song Mu really stimulated him this time, he promised to keep it a secret that day, and then he started to produce various books, saying that he would also write something that would shock the past and the present.

Seeing this, Song Mu shook his head helplessly, and let him do it. As long as he can keep the secret, of course, don't let his studies fall behind.

In the current situation, Song Mu can only let nature take its course. As for what might happen in it, this is not something Song Mu needs to consider now.

The only thing worthy of Song Mu's careful attention is that on the tabloid's demon assassination list, a name called "Scholar" has risen rapidly, and is now worth 500 taels of gold, and a drop of demon saint's blood will be given as a gift if he is captured alive.

Seeing this situation, Song Mu was also dumbfounded at the moment, but the speed of the monster was extremely fast, and he actually put the author of the "San Zi Jing" on the list in such a fast time.

However, this also shows from the side the coaxing effect brought by the "Three Character Classics". It is estimated that such things that benefit the human race will make those monsters jump very much.

But in this way, I must always grasp it well, but I can't let this matter leak in any way.

At least until you have enough strength.

Song Mu was thinking like this, when the bronze bell rang again, and the new course started, Song Mu and others also withdrew their minds and re-invested in the new study.

Song Mu has already made plans. After taking the exams in February and April, he is also ready to go to the provincial capital.

It's just that you have to lay the foundation for your homework now.

The morning literature class is over, and the afternoon martial arts class will come soon.

The martial arts arena was in full swing, and countless students took off their thick cotton clothes at this moment, and only wore unlined clothing to train in the arena.

Song Mu also took off his shirt, and started running with the crowd under Master Xiao's scolding.

Although Master Xiao was still ill, he had almost recovered, and his fiery temper almost caused the students in the field to stare at him time and time again.

The training in the afternoon includes warm-up, release of literary power, and archery. In addition to these, there are also kendo and fighting courses, mostly in pairs.

"Cheer up, everyone. You can see your shortcomings only when your internal strength is exhausted. Everyone slashes the sword target two hundred times, and then practice!"

Xiao Fuzi said loudly to the crowd. The faces of the people who heard this were a little bit downcast, but at this moment they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

Song Mu didn't say anything, and started to wave the long sword in his hand.

In the past few months of training, Song Mu is now recovering very well. At least the muscles in this body are already a bit bluffing. Coupled with a sufficiently slender figure, he can really be regarded as an athlete.

Looking at the straw target in front of him, Song Muti slashed with his sword, the movement in that hand was so fast.

The crowd kept shouting and shouting in the arena, or it was Xiao Xiong's shouting and cursing.

After training in the afternoon, Song Mu hurriedly looked at Tao Fengming's residence after dinner.

Tao Fengming is still as contented as ever, and now the school does not have too many tasks for him. He has a lot of time to rest, or he just reads with a book, and then stretches out his fingers to write and draw on it.

Song Mu also couldn't understand his situation, but he just remembered that he had already developed this habit after writing a book for himself.

"Let's practice casting in foreign lands first today, um, today we want winter snow."

Seeing Song Mu sitting down in the courtyard, Tao Fengming immediately sat on the reclining chair at the door and said to Song Mu. Song Mu naturally nodded, then carefully took out the wat board from his pocket, and started writing on it with a brush. write.

"The sun is setting and the mountains are far away, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor. The chaimen hears the dog barking, and returns home on a snowy night."

Soon, a piece of Liu Changqing's "The Master of Furong Mountain in Fengxue" appeared on the writing paper on the wat board. After Song Mu finished writing, the writing paper began to crumble and disappear, and the topaz ring on Song Mu's finger began to shine , the next moment an invisible ripple pushed away towards the surroundings.

The scene in front of the small courtyard began to fluctuate violently as if something had happened. After a while, the ground was covered with snow, and the roof was covered with a thick layer of frost and snow. Song Mu appeared at the foot of a winter snow mountain forest.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the snow on the nearby woods crashed down. Song Mu's exposed skin could even feel some biting cold.

Song Mu continued to maintain this strange environment while looking around. At this moment, under the forest, a yellow dog was barking wildly in front of the eaves, and the other party bared its teeth and showed a fierce look in its eyes.

Song Mu looked at this scene, and felt calm at the moment, while Tao Fengming's words had already been heard in his ears.

"Again."

Saying so, the foreign scene was shattered like glass shards at this moment, and Tao Fengming was still lying on the recliner at this moment, flipping through the books in his hand.

Song Mu looked over in astonishment, a little surprised that something went wrong with him, while Tao Fengming over there had already spoken.

"In an ordinary quiet forest, what will happen to the dog when it sees a human?"

Song Mu pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly.

"Can bark?"

"That depends on who you are facing. The strong have their own momentum, but how dare ordinary dogs bark?"

"It's just whimpering and running around!"

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(End of this chapter)