I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 550 Return to Hometown

After Song Mu wrote the song "The Pride of the Fisherman", Du Feiying from the Western Frontier Army and two great Confucian scholars came in person.

Under the careful investigation of the two great scholars, it was finally verified thoroughly that Song Mu was not pretending to be someone else or a monster.

After reaching this conclusion, everyone was very curious about what Song Mu encountered in this desert, and what he experienced in the past five years.

Song Mu just said that excuse again. Although everyone felt a little unbelievable, they finally acquiesced to this result.

After all, in their view, it took Song Mu so long to finally return to the Wen Dynasty, and it didn't matter what he went through.

The most important thing is that the Wen Dynasty finally had another Hanlin, and what is even more exciting is that this Hanlin is not yet [-] years old.

Looking at the entire Wen Dynasty, there are only a handful of Hanlin who can achieve this level of strength, and they are undoubtedly not famous figures in this Wen Dynasty.

But Song Mu in front of him was the famous No. [-] scholar in the Wen Dynasty.

For a moment, everyone felt a little dazed, and looked at Song Mu more cautiously at this moment, as if they had already seen a strong man in the future.

Song Mu's sudden return this time may bring many differences to the Wen Dynasty, even unprecedented changes.

It's just that Song Mu has no idea about these speculations and expectations now. At this moment, he only thinks about how to return to his hometown as soon as possible to see the people he longs to see.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Song Mu embarked on the road of returning to the Wen Dynasty alone.

Among the officials of the Wen Dynasty, news about Song Mu's return also began to spread in a small area.

But at this time, Song Mu had already appeared on the official road outside Shiyang City.

This time Song Mu was very low-key, the blue robe he was wearing was a little whitish, and he was riding a mottled old horse, walking unsteadily on the official road.

Bystanders are inevitably attracted by Song Mu's tall figure. Although they can't see the face under the bamboo hat clearly, they can see the broad knife on the side of the saddle. Many people regard this burly man as the traveler of the Wen Dynasty. A knight.

But Song Mu walked on this official road unhurriedly, and he could already see Shiyang County from a distance. When he came to a paddy field, he suddenly stopped his horse.

It was autumn, and the rice in the paddy field had already been harvested, and only the farmer was picking up the straw, and pulling the carts back to make haystacks.

There is also the little doll walking in the field, laughing and jumping to pick up the ears of rice, and occasionally the peasant woman shouted, the field is a leisurely scene, it seems that from the faces of these people, it seems that this year is a bumper harvest year.

Song Mu's tall figure also attracted the attention of several children at the moment. They all stopped their movements, and some children gathered around to look at Song Mu's attire and the broad knife on the saddle.

When Song Mu stood aside and took out a piece of caramel from his arms, broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth, the children's eyes widened even more involuntarily, and the little doll unconsciously put his fingers into his mouth.

But immediately they saw the tall uncle in front of him breaking off a piece of caramel, reaching out to talk to the children.

"Whoever can endorse can share this piece of caramel."

A group of children rolled their eyes slowly, but none of them stepped forward, but their eyes fell on the caramel in Song Mu's hand unconsciously.

Not long after, a little girl with braids raised her hand timidly, looked at Song Mu this time, and said submissively.

"Uncle, can I recite any book?"

Seeing that it was a little girl coming forward, Song Mu raised his eyebrows immediately, but nodded with a smile. The other party grabbed his somewhat withered braid, looked at everyone hesitantly, and then read softly.

"In the beginning of human beings, nature is inherently good..."

Not long after, the little girl got the finger-sized caramel full of joy, thanked Song Mu quickly, and ran away in a panic. Seeing this situation, the child next to him rushed towards Song Mu with a roar, Raise your hands and recite one by one.

Although they are of different ages, and although they are stumbled in reciting, no matter how old they are, they can recite a few sentences, but most of them are "Three Character Classics", and the sound of reading in the fields is loud for a while.

Song Mu smiled and divided the caramel in his hands, and many farmers nearby also looked over.

Although he was a bit puzzled, he didn't step forward to say anything.

Song Mu under the bamboo hat showed a smile, then led the horse forward, walked for a while, stopped in front of a field ridge, and said to an old man in the field who was busy picking up straw.

"Uncle, how is the harvest this year?"

The old man just buried his head in hard work, and picked up a bundle of straw before speaking.

"This year is a good time, God bless."

Song Mu nodded with a smile, but the other party let out a slight snort, and suddenly put down the straw in his hand, took off the straw hat, straightened his back and looked at Song Mu, with doubts flashing across his face.

Immediately he said to Song Mu.

"This scholar looks... his face is familiar, hiss."

Saying this, the old man took a few steps forward, while Song Mu just said with a smile.

"How did the old man say that?"

The old man took a few steps forward, looked at Song Mu who was wearing a shabby robe, and had a slightly aged face, suddenly sighed again, shook his head and muttered.

"It's really like, oh, it's really like."

After speaking, he cupped his hands towards Song Mu and spoke.

"Mr. Xiucai's body and appearance are very similar to a heroic talent in Shiyang County, but ah, alas, God is not kind, and let him die young."

Song Mu was speechless, but the other party cupped his hands and Song Mu pointed forward.

"Mr. Xiucai walks forward. There is my Jinshi Memorial Archway in Shiyang County. That is the No. [-] Scholar Memorial Archway of my Dawen. The hero I am talking about is our Song Musong No. [-] Scholar in Shiyang County."

"It's just that the heavens don't show mercy to others. Four out of twenty times our number one scholar will die in battle. It's really... well, it's so hard for Shiyang County to produce such a great talent."

After the old man finished speaking, he sighed and continued to work, and Song Mu also sighed slightly when he heard this. Song Mu basically understood the situation that he was dead.

When the bad news spread, His Majesty decreed to build a tomb for himself in Shiyang County, and conferred the title of Earl of Shiyang County.

He even wanted to give Song Mu a posthumous title of Wenzhen, but he didn't use it after some trade-offs.

It's just that his own death caused the Wen Dynasty to be full of uproar, and some people even sighed, saying that there was Wang Bo in Tang Dynasty, and Song Mu in Wen Dynasty.

However, Song Mu was a little ridiculous when he heard this, and coming back this time can be regarded as a new proof for himself.

Prove that you are alive.

Song Mu sighed slightly, and continued to move forward.

After passing through the tall archway, looking at the year of his birth and death engraved on the side of the archway, he sighed slightly.

Soon Song Mu led his horse into the city and headed home with ease.

Recalling that I have been in this world for ten years, but the way home is always filled with emotion.

Song Mu walked forward slowly, passing through this bustling street at this moment, and saw the familiar alley entrance.

Walking in with the horse, today's hutong is very quiet, it seems to be another ordinary day in Shiyang County, nothing special.

After Song Mu walked further, he finally saw a short and strong man sweeping the floor carefully with a broom at the entrance of the Song residence. There was a sound of brushing, and the bluestone alley was swept clean.

Song Mu showed a warm smile, and stood still slightly at this moment.

The figure with the man's back turned seemed to sense that something was wrong behind him, so he also paused suddenly, and turned around slowly at this moment.

Song Liangda saw his nephew, whom he hadn't seen for seven or eight years, reappear in front of him. At this moment, the setting sun was shining on Song Mu's body, and that tall figure seemed to be emitting golden light all over his body.

The broom in Song Liangda's hand fell to the ground suddenly. At this moment, he took a few deep breaths, and then squeezed out a sentence from his throat with difficulty.

"Jing Zhao..."

With a smile on his face, Song Mu seemed to have returned to the year when he was 17 years old. At this moment, he stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Second uncle."

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