I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 429 Talent Selection Ceremony
Song Mu said in a deep voice, and all the new students behind Song Mu also bowed their hands and answered in a deep voice.

For a moment, the sound echoed in the Tai Chi Hall, and the scene was shocked.

Li Ao laughed out loud at the moment, said "OK" three times in a row, and waved his sleeves to signal everyone to leave the stage and change clothes.

Song Mu and others naturally retreated, but everyone first made way for Song Mu, and saw Song Mu retreating slowly.

Song Mu was walking out, and at this time, Feng Qi, who was obsessed with the imperial decree at the gate of the hall, was looking at Song Mu, with a bit of appreciation and approval in his eyes.

Song Mu also cupped his hands again and again, but Feng Qi didn't speak, just smiled.

Going to the side hall to change clothes, the group of newly promoted students who followed behind also bowed their hands towards Song Mu, and there was a lot of envy in their words.

"Song Zhuangyuan, this parade on horseback will be a grand sight in Chang'an!"

"That's right, Zhuangyuan Lang, I am Jiangnan Xidao, but there is another champion! Three yuan and first! Only [-] years old! The archway built in the hometown will be extremely magnificent!"

"Brother Taiwan is narrow-minded. This kind of achievement is to be recorded in the annals of history. In the annals of local history, there will be a big ink pen to write it carefully! After a hundred years and a thousand years, there are still descendants looking up to the achievements. It is a real name left in history. !"

Everyone's expressions were surging, and some of them were talking a lot, but there were many excited faces, most of them were counting how much Song Mu's becoming the number one scholar would bring a shock to the Wen Dynasty.

Listening to such beautiful words, Song Mu also looked a little embarrassed at the moment, being surrounded by a group of students and going to the side, it became a wonderful scene in the palace for a while.

All the officials outside the main hall naturally listened to the preaching, and they all looked into it this time, most of their gazes focused on Song Mu's face.

This talented scholar is the top scholar of this imperial examination, and will be a role model for countless scholars in the world.

Relying on the huge influence he had accumulated before, this Chang'an, and the world, should always remember the number one scholar, Song Mu.

This kind of honor is the envy of all the officials.

At this time, Song Mu and the others had already arrived at the side hall, and there were already many servants in the palace waiting to change clothes for the students.

After the Holy Annunciation in front of the hall, a group of students will go to the altar to worship, thank their ancestors for their kindness and blessings, and also comfort these countless ancestors. Starting today, there will be a group of students enriched in this world, and the blood of the human race will continue to continue.

The altar is on the other side of the Tianxing Hall, and at that time, Shizong's talent selection ceremony will also be held there.

Song Mu and the others stood still in this side hall, and the servants in the palace had already put on red clothes.

The majestic and majestic red robes have since shown the extraordinary status of these people, but when they took them and held them in their hands, it also made people's hearts surge.

After all, in these long cold years, countless scholars have looked up at the figure wearing this red robe, but now, this red robe is in front of him, and today he will put on this red robe.

Song Mu, as the number one scholar in the current discipline, naturally received different treatment. Not only could he have a screen to change his clothes in the palace, but also a court lady would personally serve him, so he changed his whole body, from the inside to the outside.

The red gown is also a top scholar's gown that is different from others, it has gold embellishments on it, outlining cloud patterns, it is very bright and unusual.

With the help of several court ladies, Song Mu's burly figure made the No. [-] Scholar uniform very decent, and he was extremely handsome for a while.

Song Mu felt a little uncomfortable at the moment, even a little cramped, but at this time there was already a ceremony official standing beside him, and he was talking to Song Mu about the next important part of the sacrificial ceremony.

Song Mu remembered it in his mind while dressing, and when all the preparations were completed, he would put on the number one scholar's crown and hat outlined with silver silk and red satin on his broad-browed and deep-eyed face.

What a handsome man!

The screen was removed, and the red robes all over the hall looked at them one after another. Seeing Song Mu's appearance, they all bowed their hands at this moment.

The No. [-] Scholar was brilliant and overwhelmed everyone.

Today, the red sun was hanging high in Chang'an, and the sun was warm and warm. A group of new students followed the guidance of officials from the Ministry of Rites and headed towards the altar.

The place where the altar is located is also a different look at this moment.

The so-called altar is just an ordinary name, but it also has a more famous name.

"The Complete Book of the Four Seas".

The "Si Hai Quan Shu" cast by Wen Taizu Li Yu gathered the power of the Wen Dynasty is not a big book that can be hidden in a pavilion, but a whole formation.

With bluestone as the base and bronze as the ink, three thousand characters and countless proverbs are melted and cast, so as to control the demon stars in the hall, and thus be used by the human race.

Therefore, this square is extremely wide, and in the middle of the altar, a large bronze tripod with a height of several thousand catties stands majestically.

At this moment, banners were already flying in the field, and all kinds of sacrificial objects had filled this altar, and on the high platform at one side of the altar, there were many people not wearing red robes standing here at this moment.

There are more than a dozen of these people in one team, and the costumes of each are different, but one can see that the temperament is extraordinary.

These people are the disciples of Shizong, and there are already more than a dozen of Shizong in this event.

Except for the most powerful Li Du Shizong, after the two saints, there are countless Shizongs.

Tao Yuanming's Poetry School, Wang Bo's Poetry School, Zhang Jiuling's Poetry School, Wang Changling's Poetry School, Liu Zongyuan's Poetry School, Wei Yingwu, Meng Haoran, Han Yu, Jia Dao, Bai Juyi, Wang Wei, Cen Shen, Gao Shi...

At the beginning of the establishment of the Wen Dynasty, it was said that 36 schools of poetry stood side by side, and the literati of the human race were the most powerful.

Nowadays, many sects have also cut off their inheritance, or the sects are no longer there, but they are still prosperous.

During the period, the pastoral school and the frontier school had the most inheritance, and their momentum was quite strong, and they had many pillars among the human race.

In addition to the literati of Shizong, there are also many literati of the imperial court standing on the middle and high platform, which is full of bright red and very eye-catching.

In a certain sense, the court of the Wen Dynasty is the largest poet sect of the Wen Dynasty.

They gather countless literati and control the operation of this country.

At this moment, they were standing in the field, waiting for the talent selection ceremony to be held later.

Entering the imperial court, or entering the School of Poetry, is only a matter of a student's thought.

When Song Mu brought these people to the venue, many members of the Shizong had already started whispering.

"Then Song Mu, his poems are extremely powerful, and his realm is even more profound. If he can enter my Gao's Poetry School, he should show his fists in the frontier fortress!"

"Brother Gao is so talented. Song Mu's strength, even Li Du's Shizong, will compete for it. Can your ancestors compare to Li Du's second sage?"

"That's not the case. Master Song Mu is Huangfu Fengming. You also know that person. His wife is a direct descendant of the Tao family and has a true inheritance. This Song Mu may choose the Tao family. Shizong!"

"But I said, let's not make any judgments in this case. After all, Song Mu chose us, and it's not yet the time for us to choose him."

These disciples of the School of Poetry said so, but they looked at the other side of the high platform, which is the highest place of the altar. At this moment, the people sitting on it are the current emperor and the two super poets. Zong's successor.

Li Zhengwen of Li's Poetry School and Du Feiying of Du's Poetry School were seated here, and they were talking with Li Ao respectfully sideways at this moment.

"You two lovers, do you think the students selected in the imperial examination will be tested this time, how about it?"

Li Zhengwen cupped his hands and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, this year's spring can be said to be earth-shattering. The frequent publication of great essays is the blessing of our Wen Dynasty. These students are naturally superior, and this kind of auspiciousness is due to your majesty's achievements in governing the world."

Li Ao waved his hands with a smile, and even teased Li Zhengwen.

"You are so glib and tricked my sister away!"

Li Zhengwen just smiled slightly, while Li Ao looked at Du Feiying beside him, and said with a smile.

"General Du, what do you think?"

"Uncle Li just said what Feiying wanted to say just now, but Feiying pays more attention to Song Zhuangyuan."

"Oh? Why don't you talk about it?"

Li Ao suddenly became interested, but Du Feiying looked at Li Ao immediately, and then said slightly.

"Speaking of a narrow-minded minister, at the beginning, I just thought that this talented scholar had a great poetic talent and a bright future, but later, it was because of his master, that Huangfu Fengming..."

Having said that, Li Ao burst out laughing.

"What do I say, General Du, are you still brooding over losing Huangfu Fengming's sword?"

Du Feiying didn't speak, but this time Li Ao said with a smile.

"It's just that you can't do what you want. This Song Mu is just his apprentice. If you compete with him, it doesn't suit your status."

After Li Ao said this, the topic changed to the matter of Du Feiying and Princess Mingshu.

At this moment, Song Mu and the others had already stood still on the altar square, and everyone was looking around.

"Students enter the position, bow down to thank you, and wish the prosperity of all things in Wenchao, and peace in all directions!"

An old sacrificial officer stepped forward and shouted loudly at this moment, and the crowd followed suit three times, and the sound shook the sky.

At the same time, there were bursts of beating drums sounding in the square, and the drums were vibrating with great momentum.

Song Mu also followed the instructions of the ceremonial officer, holding the red incense in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

In this altar square, worship three times and tell the ancestors that this Wen Dynasty has since gained a group of powerful ministers.

A group of scholars should also make great wishes to their ancestors here. From today onwards, they will serve the Wen Dynasty and devote themselves to it.

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