I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 313
On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, today is a very lively day in Lin'an City.

A few years ago, it happened to be the last big market before this Chinese New Year, and many people flooded into Lin'an City in one day.

The most simple vision of ordinary people in their life is to have enough food and clothing in hungry years and more clothes in rich years. In the past, Lin'an City was often harassed by coastal monsters, and the people were in dire straits.Fortunately, in the past hundred years, the eastern frontier army has been mopping up every year and deterring the big monsters, which finally brought rare peace to the people.

Every year in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a bumper harvest of grains, and the people's lives are finally a little richer, so most of them take advantage of the end of the year and before the new year to buy some new year things for their families.

For this day, the gates of the entire city of Lin'an City were opened, and the soldiers and guards were strengthened several times, but the search was stepped up, and a large number of people poured into the city at a faster speed.

And around a high platform on the east side of the city, there are even more lights and festoons here at this moment, and it is brightly red. Many people are gathering here, and it looks very lively.

Below the Guanlan Terrace, in a large area and in many surrounding streets, there are many temporary stalls with a variety of things on display. .

Outside the shops facing the street, there are many guys from various families walking through the street, and then shouting loudly about their own things. The food sellers even set up big pots directly at the door, and the aroma permeated the whole place. over the street.

The location of the Guanlan Terrace is also the venue for this year's year-end literature meeting in Lin'an City.

Different from the usual literary meetings, this year-end literary meeting will last from noon to evening, and there will be a fireworks show at night, which can be said to be very attractive.

Wenhui was originally an elegant banquet for literati, but in Lin'an City, things have changed a lot now.

Under the Guanlan Terrace, a large and spacious site is now also given up, and it is also to accommodate many people to come and watch.

I heard that this is also a way learned from Chang'an. Promoting festivals with literature can be regarded as a way of having fun with the people.

And this is naturally very attractive to the common people. After all, they usually yearn for the realm of scholars. Almost every year, they can see the scenery of literati showing their power, which makes people amazed again and again.

However, the picture of literati reciting poems and correcting poems often only appears in the mouths of books and storytellers. They also want to see with their own eyes how a good poem is written in a literary meeting.

Therefore, since this kind of cultural meeting was held, it has always been the most popular program in Lin'an City, and even many people from neighboring states have come here specially for this day.

Song Mu is also standing in this square at the moment, looking at the crowds bustling in front of many stalls around him, and looking at the various red banners hanging on the tall Guanlan Terrace, decorating the surroundings with a very atmospheric atmosphere.

"Song Jie... Brother, it seems that today is also a grand event."

Next to Song Mu, Dai Mingde was standing beside him at the moment, looking up at the grand scene in front of him, and then looking at Song Mu again.

Ever since he found out Song Mu's identity, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep almost every day. When Song Mu was traveling around the city, Dai Mingde was even more eloquent.

Traveling everywhere every day, I can't wait to turn over all kinds of historical events in the whole Lin'an city from past to present, and tell Song Mu.

Regarding today's literary meeting, Dai Mingde has been looking forward to it for a long time. Today, he was waiting in front of Shen Zhai early in the morning, and came here with Song Mu in the early morning.

"Hey, if my elder brother is not the only one invited to go up, I would also like to go up and have a look."

"Brother Song, your appearance today must have surprised Lin'an talented scholars, right?"

Dai Mingde said this to Song Mu with a regretful face, but at this moment, his expression seemed a little hopeful, seeing Song Mu's suspicious gaze.

"Brother Dai, why do you feel like you are hesitant to speak?"

Song Mu asked with a smile, and Dai Mingde laughed and said embarrassedly.

"To be honest, my eldest brother also knows the identity of Brother Song. I heard that he seems to have donated some money to the literary club again."

Song Mu was also dumbfounded when he heard this, and was a little puzzled at the moment, but Dai Mingde just said with a smile.

"All in all, Brother Song, I'm just waiting to read your poems today."

"It's a pity that I couldn't witness the various actions Brother Song made in Jiangnan West Road before. But today, I can finally realize this dream."

Seeing the excitement on Dai Mingde's face, Song Mu sighed slightly in his heart at the moment, and finally just smiled back.

It can be said that I have to attend this essay meeting. My comprehension a few days ago has brought me a lot of improvement. This red coral is a very precious thing to me now.

But after all, there will still be many powerful people appearing in this competition, and Song Mu didn't dare to imagine that he would be able to come out on top.

At that moment, Song Mu cupped his hands towards Dai Mingde, and then walked towards the pavilion.

Under the Guanlan Terrace, there are also many literati students waiting to enter the viewing platform.

Under the Guanlan Terrace, there were still a few officials checking below, and a few petty officials checked the invitations and badges presented by several people one by one before letting them in.

Song Mu also stepped forward immediately, and took out the gilded post from Shen Tiancai from his bosom, the other party opened it to take a look, looked at Song Mu in some surprise, and said to Song Mu in doubt.

"Your Excellency's post belongs to Mr. Shen, but I don't know who it is?"

"My name is Song Mu, a nephew of Mr. Shen."

Song Mu said so, and at the same time handed over the Wenwei badge in his hand.

When the other party saw Song Mu's waist card, he immediately checked it, nodded immediately, and wrote down Song Mu's name in the column of Mr. Shen in the book.

The identity symbol of the literati in the Wen Dynasty, in addition to the literati clothing, is the literati badge around the waist, which is branded with various information about the literati, and it is also an important proof for the literati to travel the world.

Song Mu was able to enter the Guanlan Terrace smoothly. There is a three-story pavilion on the Guanlan Terrace, which is very spacious inside and stands tall in the city, which is also very magnificent.And because it is built on a high place, the view is wide and you can look around.

At this moment, a lot of students have gathered in the attic, most of them are gathered in groups of three or four, and they are talking with each other at this moment.Those words kept coming to Song Mu's ears.

"Brother Xingyang was able to come, which surprised me. I heard that brother Xingyang met an old Confucianist in Huangshan?"

"I'm ashamed, I just went there for a tour, and I'm back in time for the end of the year, so I can also participate in this literary meeting."

"In this way, brother Xingyang, this trip is considered to be quite rewarding. It seems that brother Xingyang can write good poems and articles in today's essay meeting."

Several people were chatting in low voices, Song Mu just walked past, and then stood still at the corner of the attic.

More and more people gathered in the attic, and many students took advantage of this opportunity to make friends with each other. After all, most of the people who can be here are candidates, and the future may have a bright future.

Although Song Mu was standing on the inconspicuous side, some people still noticed Song Mu's tall figure.

Soon someone also came up to chat with Song Mu, and Song Mu just chatted briefly.

When they learned that Song Mu came from Jiangnan West Road, their expressions were a little bit surprised, and Song Mu only said his own words. These people saw that Song Mu was a juror, and they didn't pay much attention, they just walked away symbolically. There was a cutscene.

When the sun was shining, and it was almost noon, I heard several people shouting from downstairs.

"Master Zhifu is here."

The atmosphere of the students in the field suddenly tensed up, and the conversation disappeared completely.

Not long after, a slender figure came in from the attic door.

The figure was slender, and the other party was wearing a green robe today, with a bit of sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and at this moment, the students around him also bowed their hands to him.

"See Mr. Prefect!"

The person who came was the magistrate of Lin'an Prefecture, and Song Mu only knew that the other person's name was Wen Chengyong, and he was a Jinshi with some abilities.

Wen Chengyong, the prefect of Lin'an, also nodded immediately to excuse everyone. At this time, the voices of the two officers next to Song Mu talking softly came to Song Mu's ears.

"I heard that Mr. Wen is still a relative of the emperor?"

"I heard that he is the younger brother of Concubine Wen Gui, but on this matter, be careful, be careful."

Hearing this, Song Mu raised his head slightly at this moment, and looked at the magistrate in that scene again.

This person's face is extremely young, with a bit of handsomeness, but he has a pair of red phoenix eyes, which makes his expression reveal a different charm from beginning to end.

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