I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 206 Rejection
Song Mu returned to the Jizhou Guild Hall, still thinking about the incident just now, when he came to the door, he was suddenly startled by the scene in front of the door.

At the moment, there are still many students gathered in front of the Jizhou Guild Hall, but the difference is that there are several carriages parked on one side, and there seem to be some people in the Jizhou Guild Hall.

Seeing this situation, Song Mu was a little confused, so he lowered his body and entered the guild hall through the small door on the side.

As soon as he entered the guild hall, he heard several people talking, and immediately the familiar voice of shopkeeper Mo rang out.

"Everyone, Mr. Song Musong you are looking for is here. If you have something to do, please tell him in detail."

Song Mu was about to lower himself upstairs, but when he heard shopkeeper Mo say this, he was about to quicken his pace, but several people rushed over immediately, blocking Song Mu at the stairs with excited faces.

Song Mu had never seen so many middle-aged people approaching and blocking people like this, and he was alert at the moment, but at this moment, one of the middle-aged people with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks immediately cupped his hands at Song Mu, and then said with a smile.

"Don't blame the chief of Song's case. I am Bi Shigan, the shopkeeper of Shuxiang Pavilion. I sent you the post yesterday. Our boss invites you to Pinxianlou to talk about things."

"Don't be the first, Bi Laohou, the head of Song's case, I am Jiang Guang, the shopkeeper of Zhenyue Bookstore, our owner invites you to Yipinju for a banquet."

"Also, Chief Song, I am..."

At present, these six or seven middle-aged people are scrambling to introduce their identities to Song Mu, and all the spittle stars are coming towards Song Mu's face. If it is not for Song Mu's identity, they will have to come forward at this time. Fan.

Song Mu was also a little overwhelmed by this scene, so he could only look to the other side.

Shopkeeper Namo was trying to persuade him with a bitter face at the moment, but he said to Song Mu with some shame.

"My lord, don't blame me. These are all the shopkeepers of the major bookstores in the city. They came to you to discuss the publishing of books. I don't think this is a bad thing, so I let them in."

Shopkeeper Mo explained over there, but Song Mu was extremely helpless seeing the situation in front of him, and he was still a little vigilant at the moment.

Could it be that his own writing of "Hundred Demons Miscellaneous Tan" leaked out, but those folk books, logically speaking, would not excite these people so much.

So at the moment Song Mu could only cup his hands, and then asked a few people.

"I know, but Song asked me, why did you all come to find Song Mu?"

Song Mu's words were a bit harsh. When these people heard Song Mu's questioning, they all stopped their mouths. At this moment, they all looked at each other, and it was the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked Bi Shigan who spoke again.

"The Song case is the first to plead guilty. We only found out yesterday that the young master has come to the provincial capital. We came here this time to hope that the young master will talk to me about publishing a collection of poems with Shuxiangge."

"Hey, it's about publishing a collection of poems with my Zhenyue Bookstore!"

"No, it's with me..."

Seeing that several people were about to quarrel again, Song Mu quickly patted the railing, and at this moment he understood the beginning and end of the matter, and asked a question immediately.

"Song just made a few thin poems, fortunately they were able to catch everyone's eyes, but he dared not publish a collection of poems."

Song Mu said so, but several people disagreed.At that moment, Shigan came up to defend himself.

"Young master is over-concerned. Seven or eight of your poems have been published in "Tianxia Wenkan" in a row, and most of them are ranked first. During this period, there are even more talented poems, which are already admired by people all over the world."

"Although there are already your poems in the "Tianxia Wenkan", after all, you didn't annotate them yourself, so everyone is not happy..."

The other party said that, but it was a bit risky, after all, it meant that the editor of Hanlin didn't have a deep enough understanding of poetry.

But after all, Song Mu is the original author, so he must have a deeper understanding of the poems.

"So I, Shuxiangge, would like to cooperate with you to publish a collection of poems annotated by you. Of course, it would be even better if you could add a few new poems to it. As for the collection of poems, you have negotiated with our master , and I can do the rest for you.”

The others also nodded at this moment, and then looked at Song Mu one by one.

Although Song Mu didn't know what his poems were like in the provincial capital, the shopkeepers present were all good people, so they already had a full understanding of this.

The worship of literati in this world has reached a level of fanaticism, and the poems and articles that often try the top names in the palace test can immediately set off a storm and attract countless literati and students.

The young man in front of him was even more different. Everyone still remembered that after "Ye Nostalgia" appeared in Tianxiawen, the whole provincial capital talked about it all night. It was passed to the singer to play, and it became popular all over the city for a while.

Later, "Nanxiangzi", "Ou Cheng" and "Three Poems of Chrysanthemums" were also praised a lot. At that time, many people even waited in front of the book stand, just to see Song Mu's poems for the first time.

If these things still make some people think that Song Mu is just a poet who clings to elegance, but the sincere "Exorcism" has made countless scholars' blood surge, and they are even more admired.

And the feat of appearing on Tianxia Wenkan six times has excited countless literati. This achievement is simply dazzling, almost making Song Mu a role model in the hearts of literati in an instant.

It just so happened that this Song Mu was also a talented person in Jiangnan West Road. Now that they saw the handsome image of Song Mu, they were even more excited.

At this moment, they have even made up a lot of anecdotes about literati in their minds to polish this collection of poems.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, I don't know the literati, even the singers and dancers, and the ladies will have a copy.

Among them, is the huge profit.

So at this moment, they looked at Song Mu with shining eyes, and they wished that Song Mu in front of him would nod immediately.

"Young Master Song, what do you think? Our conditions are up to you!"

Several people spoke again immediately, but saw Song Mu's expression changed from stunned to calm.

The next moment, they saw Song Mu smiling and shaking his head.

"Everyone, I think your wish will come true."

Everyone was stunned, but Song Mu said to several people at the moment.

"I don't have such thoughts now, and I don't think I can be so arrogant. Forgive me for my lack of knowledge, poetry collections, etc., at least I have no interest now."

"Everyone, please come back."

After Song Mu finished speaking like this, he turned his head and went up the stairs immediately, and Nabi Shigan was still a little unwilling to give up at the moment, so he spoke to Song Mu at the moment.

"My lord, there is nothing wrong with this. If the collection of poems is famous, wouldn't it be possible for more people to recite it? This will be very beneficial to you, lord."

Song Mu paused when he heard that, and everyone was overjoyed, thinking that Song Mu had changed his mind.

But in the end, only Song Mu's gloomy gaze responded to them.

"Of course people in the world want to be famous for their poems, but what you value now is not my lofty aspirations, but the pockets of countless people."

"Song has his own ideas in the future, thank you all, and don't mention everything again, please go back."

After Song Mu said this, he walked away, and the few people left behind looked at each other, but they looked at each other rather dejectedly.

"Song's first case, he really doesn't publish a collection of poems?"

"Hey, could it be that someone got there first? I said I was coming yesterday!"

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(End of this chapter)