I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 573 Monster Race Challenge
Song Mu was in Xiumu at that time, teaching children to read at home, when he heard that an official from the Ministry of War was visiting, he stood up to greet him, and the person who came was Yu Weizhong, the servant of the Ministry of War.

"My lord Yu, I don't know what is the purpose of coming here like this?"

Song Mu asked Gu Qingqing to take Song Chengming down, and asked with his hands clasped.

This Yu Weizhong is a rough man, very suitable for Tan Xiang's recommendation, but he was also a Jinshi in the Chongwen period, and his qualifications are much older than Song Mu's. This time, he said to Song Mu with a smile on his face.

"Master Song, I am here this time because I have an official letter that I need to check, and then I will bother you to give me a reply."

Song Mu was also taken aback when he heard this. This was not an order, but more like a request. He was a little puzzled at the moment, but he still reached out and took the letter from the other party.

When he opened it, Song Mu frowned immediately. After a while, Song Mu closed the letter, looked at the other party, and asked in a deep voice.

"Master Yu, has His Majesty confirmed this matter?"

What was written in the letter was a letter handed over by a demon emperor in the East China Sea outside the Baoshan Great Wall a few days ago.

The monster clan of the East China Sea actually produced dozens of legendary poems that had been plundered by them, and asked the literati of the Wen Dynasty to fight. The original works of all the poems with more than six talents in this year.

Such an arrogant request was naturally ignored by the court, but he never expected that the demon emperor would produce Tao Yuanming's earliest draft of "Return to Come" and Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" on the spot.

In the list he made, there are also many great essays written by Du Fu and other poetic sages, and Song Mu's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" is still among them.

As soon as such a big essay came out, everyone hesitated, and some disciples of the Shizong wished to take back their ancestors' poems immediately after seeing it.

After all, even if only one article is taken back, it is enough to change the Shizong a lot. Fuze is unimaginable for such a big essay.

Faced with these circumstances, the court's attitude has naturally changed.

After several rounds of negotiations, the human race agreed to challenge, but with dozens of Jinshi civil soldiers and seven original poems with all their talents in the next five years, they accepted the competition.

The competition will be held half a year later in the Du Clan's Poetry School in Zhongzhou, and the human race will take full responsibility. The monster race only requires that all those who fight in the Wen Dynasty must be equal in strength to the monster race who compete for the poems.

Among them, Hanlin has the highest combat power, and Song Mu is naturally chosen among them.

"Lord Song, Your Majesty and the two prime ministers have already finalized this matter, and we will also send posts to each poetry sect and descendants of poetry. Would you like to fight?"

Song Mu looked at the things in his hand, but for a moment, he felt a lot of doubts in his heart.

Not to mention the inexplicability of this sudden competition, the East China Sea monster clan is willing to give away the coefficients of articles that have been plundered for hundreds of years.It is only for the sake of human civilization and new poetry in the future.

This really made Song Mu feel that something was wrong.

However, to make such a decision, His Majesty must have considered a lot, and these things are indeed too attractive, and the schools of poetry will never miss this opportunity.

Song Mu looked at Yu Weizhong in front of him, who just lowered his eyes slightly, waiting for Song Mu's answer.

After a while, Song Mu handed the letter back, and now he just said in a deep voice.

"I think it's inappropriate, I won't go to this fight."

Hearing these words, a trace of surprise flashed across Yu Weizhong's face, he hesitated at the moment, but he still didn't say anything, just nodded and took the letter.

Song Mu was about to see off the guest, but the other party suddenly took out another thing from his sleeve, and handed it to Song Mu respectfully.

"Master Song, there is another order here."

Song Mu paused, looked at another letter from the other party, took a look at it now, but was suddenly dumbfounded.

"It seems that I have to participate in this matter. It's okay, just take a trip to Zhongzhou."

Song Mu accepted this letter, and what was written on it was that the monster tribe had named Song Mu to go, and His Majesty also instructed him whether he participated or not.

This was no longer a request, and it was naturally impossible for Song Mu not to accept it.

Yu Weizhong cupped his hands and left, Song Mu's face was even more excited at this moment.

"You asked me to go by name, what are these guys planning?"

Saying this, Song Mu looked at the letter in his hand, but let out a sigh of relief.

"My poems, in the future, I will take them back with my own hands."

Song Mu cleaned up his emotions, called Song Chengming out again, and continued to teach him how to read.

In a few days, the news of the fight with the monster clan spread immediately, and it immediately aroused discussions everywhere. When Song Mu was teaching in the East Palace, Li Dong also had a lot of exchanges with Song Mu about it.

Fighting between man and monster is more beneficial than war, not to mention that there are countless things that are eye-catching.

It's just that Li Dong was a little disappointed when he learned that Song Mu was just there to observe.

Li Dong also told Song Mu about some of the things he knew, and now the four sides of the Wen Dynasty are also mobilizing troops to prepare for the competition, and the various poetry schools are the most active in this regard.

Even the hermit Tao Shizong rarely sent people out to prepare for the "Return to Come" speech.

Song Mu just laughed at this, and after completing today's task, Song Mu also left in a hurry, but when he left the imperial city, he turned a corner and went to the Ministry of Rites again.

"Master Song, you really came again today."

"Haha, it's just that Song doesn't give up, I wonder if it will be possible today?"

Song Mu stood in front of the etiquette department and asked, naturally he wanted to read the "Three Character Classic", so he was rejected many times, Song Mu was also calm about this.

But today, the official from the Ministry of Rites nodded suddenly, and Song Mu was stunned at the moment.

"Master Han only agreed today, and all the elders are here, waiting for Master Song."

Song Mu immediately showed panic when he heard this, and hurriedly followed him inside.

Passing through the Book Fragrant Realm, Song Mu saw Mr. Han and other elders again.

"Song Jingzhao, you are persevering and torture the juniors in my Ministry of Rites every day."

"Forgive me, my lord. It is because Song heard that the "Three Character Classic" is extraordinary, and the first draft did not stay in Song's hands for a while, so..."

"Forget it, the old man knows what you mean. After all, this is your thing. Instead, we used the excuse of protecting the document to block your way."

Master Han said with a smile on his face, but at the moment he glanced at Song Mu, and then spoke.

"Come with us."

After saying that, the elders walked towards one side, and Song Mu was also heartbroken, full of surprises at the moment.

Stepping up to keep up, the scholarly environment suddenly changed. It took only a moment, and when Song Mu saw the situation in front of him clearly, he had already arrived at the altar square in the imperial city.

This is where the "Sihai Quanshu" is located, and Song Mu's "San Zi Jing" is also hidden here.

Mr. Han and others walked in front, and now they stood by the altar in the square before looking at Song Mu.

"Master Song, I can borrow it from you to see it before sunrise tomorrow, but it can only be done here."

Song Mu Shen nodded, several adults looked at each other, and their breath moved.

In the next moment, I saw golden words flowing out of their bodies, and the small words moved towards the ground one after another, and spread all over the place in a blink of an eye.

And the golden color began to flow in it, and a huge force rushed straight up from under his feet. Song Mu looked up and saw that these rays of light were all converging towards the altar.

Following a flash of intense light, a scroll slowly appeared on the altar.

The power of obscurity spread from it, and there seemed to be dots of light gathering around it, and Song Mu felt the ancient book in his mind move.

If you think about it, it is your own "San Zi Jing".

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(End of this chapter)