I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 271
If an ordinary passer-by tells you that in the future, you will be asked to do your best for the common people of the world, you may just sneer.

But if these words come from a highly respected and powerful governor, all you have left in your heart is excitement and nodding.

This is the scene of Song Mu at the moment.

In this era, the most moving way for a person to be recognized, or rather, is to acknowledge his strength and admit that he will do a lot in the future.

Today, such an honor was given to Song Mu, and was personally praised by the governor.

This is something that everyone hopes for but can't get.

Song Mu's mind was still trembling, and the eyes of the scholars around him were already full of envy and excitement. They even wished that they were Song Mu at this moment and enjoyed the exclusive favor at this moment.

Seeing Song Mu in a daze, Fang Mingyuan pushed the things in his hands into Song Mu's arms, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

"Song Mu, remember, this is what this old man expects from you, and don't disappoint my good intentions!"

"Song Mu remembers, and must fight for this all his life!"

Song Mu said in a deep voice, with an incomparably solemn expression on his face at the moment.

Fang Mingyuan laughed twice, picked up the wine glass and jug on the table, filled two glasses of wine, and drank it with Song Mu.

Holding the heavy thing in his hand, Li Kaize next to him was also looking at Song Mu with unstoppable admiration in those eyes.

"Sure enough, he is a heroic boy. Song Mu, do you know how shocked I was when I saw that you ranked first in the three test papers when the old man finally revealed the rankings?"

Hearing what Li Kaize said, Song Mu quickly bowed his hands, thanking Li Kaize for his kindness, but Li Kaize just helped Song Mu up, and now he looked at Song Mu and said.

"Hey, if I had known you earlier, I would draw you into my Li Shizong no matter what I said."

Having said that, Li Kaize patted Song Mu's shoulder with emotion.

"Looking forward to seeing you in the examination room of the exam in a certain year, I believe that one day, you will work under my Ministry of Rites!"

To be able to work in the Ministry of Rites, everyone is a leader in the imperial examination and a powerful literati. This already represents Li Kaize's recognition of Song Mu.

Song Mu showed gratitude, and the two sides clinked glasses and drank together.

The Wang who was next to him had already looked at Song Mu, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the expression on his face was somewhat complacent.

Wang also cupped his hands towards Song Mu, and then spoke.

"Song Mu, I won't say much else. Since you can write "Magpie Bridge Immortal", if you say anything today, I want to see what other poems you can write."

Song Mu was dumb when he heard that, but he also drank the wine in the glass.

After a while, although the wine in this glass was not intoxicating enough, Song Mu already felt a little dizzy, and even felt that everything today was really unreal.

This day's emphasis made Song Mu even feel a little vain.

At this moment, other students also stepped forward to toast, but after a while, they also really felt the gap between themselves and Song Mu, even after toasting with the officers, the attention they received was completely different.

After drinking for three rounds, under Fang Mingyuan's suggestion, the atmosphere in Tengwang Pavilion became more lively.

Bursts of melody came slowly, and sweet-scented osmanthus snacks, various moon cakes, and fragrant wine were placed on the table.

Everyone pushed glasses to change glasses one after another, and quite a few people had already chanted poems to the moon.

A full moon is already hanging high in the sky at this moment, and the windows and curtains on each floor of Tengwang Pavilion, which is built along the river, have been opened, and the very wide scenery in Yuzhang City is blowing in your face. At this moment, you can see the bright moon in the sky more clearly. It contrasts with the surging river.

Everyone in the attic was very excited.

At the moment Song Mu was eating, and there were many talented people talking nearby, but they were somewhat distant from Song Mu.

Yi Xuesheng, who was sitting next to Song Mu, was already drunk, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were blurred.

In Juren realm, he is not afraid of this kind of drinking, but it seems that he is quite a bit sad today, and at this moment, he is self-contained and drunk himself.

From time to time, he whispered a few words to Song Mu.

"Brother Song, don't look at me being so beautiful, but behind the scenes, there are many people who want to replace me."

As he said that, Yi Xuesheng also showed a smile on his face, squinting his eyes dimly at this moment, and raised his glass to Song Mu.

"Come on, Brother Song, have a drink with me. Come on, I'm a little bit jealous of you."

The students next to Yi Xuesheng heard Yi Xuesheng's words, and they all looked over at this moment, as if they felt that Yi Xuesheng had expressed their feelings, but they still turned their heads and whispered.

Only that Zhang Tianju looked slowly at the moment and raised his glass to Song Mu.

Song Mu also raised his glass, took a sip, then reached out to take the empty wine vessel in Yi Xuesheng's hand, and spoke at this moment.

"Brother Yi, you drank too much."

"I didn't drink too much. I'm a Juren. How could I drink too much? Brother Song, I'm just not reconciled."

Yi Xuesheng said firmly, he seemed to see clearly that Song Mu was in front of him, and there was a bit of sadness in his expression.

"Thinking that I studied hard in the cold window, and finally got to this day. I thought that I must be full of energy when the time comes, but only then did I realize that I am just playing tricks."

"Sit in a well and look at the sky, it's a bit arrogant!"

As Yi Xuesheng said this, his expression became a little more excited, and he stood up unsteadily, walked to the center of the attic with unsteady steps, and immediately cupped his hands around.

"Everyone, I, Yi Xuesheng, will compose a poem for you all on such a beautiful day!"

Everyone heard what Yi Xuesheng said, and everyone immediately applauded, but Yi Xuesheng hiccupped at the moment, but glanced at Song Mu before speaking slowly.

"Holding a lamp at a desk for three thousand nights, holding a pen and writing [-] volumes."

"One day I climbed to the top of the gold list, and only then did I see the jade plate in Fanye!"

Yi Xuesheng just opened his mouth to chant like this at the moment, and someone next to him immediately handed over a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Yi Xuesheng swiped the ink and wrote the pen, and in the next moment, he saw a stream of writing energy surging on the white paper, and the flourishing writing energy immediately made everyone applaud again and again.

"Okay, it took me a while to see that Fan Ye has a jade plate!"

Someone exclaimed, even Fang Mingyuan and the others who were talking on the other side also looked over at this moment, with a little more interest on their faces.

Yi Xuesheng deserves to be among the top ten in the provincial examination, and his poems are the most important. In the local examination, his classics and theoretical articles are ranked later, but his two poems are ranked third, which is also amazing.

But at this moment, it is just a poem that can arouse the literary spirit just out of the drunkenness.

A poem, I spent all my time studying hard, and I could only read at my desk every night. Until today, I was finally able to look up at the sky and the bright moon.

Song Mu praised him again and again when he tasted his meaning next to him.

Although I don't know what kind of heart this Yi Xuesheng is, but I can already see that his fame is due to his solid foundation.

Such a poem is already able to become the attention-grabbing existence in this poetry meeting.

And hearing the people around were getting better, at this moment Yi Xuesheng was also cupping his hands again and again, the drunkenness on his face was a little bit deeper, but he drank the wine in the jug in his hand, and said again immediately.

"Is there still a classmate who will write poems and lyrics with me?"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and some people noticed that the governor was looking at it at this moment, and he also stood up to show off his literary talent, but it was really not comparable to Yi Xuesheng's poems, and in the end it was a bit of a disservice.

And like this, everyone was a little bit withdrawn from the group at the moment, but at this moment, one person got up.

That person is not Song Mu, but Zhang Tianju.

"Since Brother Yi has written a poem, I dare you to write a poem to reconcile with Brother Yi!"

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　Thanks to the book friend Liangli for her monthly ticket support~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)