I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 576 To Zhongzhou
In a few days, with the arrangements made by the various families of poets, it was time to set off to participate in the competition.

Song Mu has already received the news that many descendants of the Shizong family gathered in Chang'an are waiting to go together on the Baoshan Great Wall.

Song Mu confessed to Gu Qingqing, and then stepped out of Chang'an.

After leaving Chang'an City, Song Mu urged Wen Li to soar into the air, and in just a moment, his figure landed on the Baoshan Great Wall.

This is the Qinglong Pass of the Baoshan Great Wall. Apart from the soldiers guarding the broad city wall, there are also many people in various costumes standing.

These people are all the children of various families of the poets, and they are gathered here to wait.

During the conversation, when they saw Song Mu coming, they were first attracted by Song Mu's Hanlin strength, and when they saw his face clearly, they all stopped talking.

This is the first time Song Mu has shown his Hanlin cultivation in front of many people after returning to the Wen Dynasty, and now Song Mu has successfully broken through and reached the seventh-rank realm of the Hanlin.

"Is that Song Musong number one scholar?"

"That's right, I was lucky enough to meet him before. This number one scholar of the Song Dynasty is really extraordinary. In just [-] years, he is already in the realm of the Imperial Academy. Let me look up to him!"

"I heard that Song Zhuangyuan is still an elder of the two sects, and now he is still lecturing in the East Palace. Thinking about it, he was said to have died on the battlefield. Looking at it today, I am afraid that he will become a great Confucianist in the future!"

Several people praised a few words, quite emotional.

"That's true, and the poems he made. Counting them carefully, I think that one day in the future, there must be a school of poetry."

Someone said this, and the people around nodded slightly, but their eyes obviously flickered a little.

"When I went to visit, I didn't know that Song Zhuangyuan was as kind and courteous as rumored."

A few people talked like this and hurriedly moved their steps. Song Mu, who had fallen on the city wall, was also clasping hands with the people around him.

After some self-introduction, Song Mu also knew that among them were the sons of Shizong and aristocratic families.

Just ignoring that there are more than a dozen schools, all of which were written by the ancestors in the hands of the Yaozu, thinking of fighting.

Among them, the lowest level of strength also has the realm of Juren, most of whom are literati of the Jinshi realm, and many of them are very young, and they can be regarded as representatives of the younger generation of the Wen Dynasty.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Song Zhuangyuan, as expected, you also want to participate in this competition."

Song Mu followed the voice and saw a young master Pian Pian walking over quickly. It was Wang Yu of Wang Wei's Poetry School whom he met in Tan Zhai back then.

Song Mu also said with a smile and cupped his hands.

"So it's Brother Wang Yu, long time no see."

Wang Yu had already stepped forward, and at this moment re-evaluated Song Mu's realm, his face was rarely stiff, and then he was deeply moved.

"Song Zhuangyuan has such a cultivation base, and this time he will definitely win the battle."

Song Mu shook his head, saying that he would not participate in this competition, but just went to observe it at will.

Wang Wei paused for a moment, and although he was a little puzzled, he nodded slightly.

"So that's the case, but it's a pity. This opportunity is once in a thousand years."

Song Mu also knew that the other party was competing for two copies of Wang Wei's authentic works for his own sect, so he exchanged a few words with each other this time, and Wang Yu was quite familiar with him, and helped introduce some of the visiting disciples.

After talking like this for a few words, more and more people gathered on the city wall, and there were already a hundred people in detail.

But at this time, there was a ray of light shooting from the sky.

Everyone looked up at this moment, and the gorgeous rainbow light fell instantly, and then two figures appeared.

It was an old man with immortal demeanor who appeared in the sky, with Du Feiying at his side.

"It's Xiang He Daru! Does Xiang Daru want to go with us this time?"

Someone said that Song Mu was taken aback when he heard the name. This Xiang He was one of the great Confucian scholars in the Wen Dynasty.

Now that the other party has arrived here, many people are surprised. It seems that the imperial court also attaches great importance to it and makes such great scholars accompany them.

Xiang He fell down slowly at the moment, glanced at the many people on the Baoshan Great Wall, nodded slightly at this moment, and then paused for a moment on Song Mu's body, and then spoke loudly to everyone.

"Everyone seems to have arrived, so let's set off immediately!"

Saying this, everyone raised their hands in response, and many poets released their soldiers, took all the people on the city wall with them, and went away against the wind.

Song Mu was standing in the air with his hands behind his back at this moment, his body was surging with energy, and he quickly followed in the middle of the team.

Song Mu's Hanlin realm, the flying method of flying in the air is more comfortable, and it is naturally no pressure to keep up with the speed of the Chinese soldiers in the team.

While passing by in the air, Song Mu suddenly noticed a force coming up from behind. At this moment, he looked slightly sideways, but saw a graceful figure coming to Song Mu's side stepping on a wooden boat.

The beautiful woman has a graceful figure, and a pair of beautiful eyes on the veiled face slowly look at it, and the subtle voice has reached Song Mu's ears.

"Young Master Song, I haven't seen you for a long time."

When Song Mu heard this voice, he immediately realized who the person in front of him was.

Du Xianyin.

The other party is now at the peak of Jinshi, and is about to enter the Hanlin realm in half a step.

Song Mu immediately cupped his hands and said.

"It turned out to be Miss Du. It was true that she hadn't seen her for a while. I heard that the Du family's poetry school was re-established. Song Mu couldn't congratulate her personally. I'm so sorry."

Regarding Du Xianyin, Song Mu had a calm attitude, and because of his current status, he did not meet with Du Xianyin privately, and when he sent letters occasionally, he also confessed to Gu Qingqing.

After all, the current Du Mu Shizong is called the female Shizong by many people, and Song Mu really dare not mix it indiscriminately.

Hearing this, Du Xianyin just turned his beautiful eyes around, and fixed his eyes on the mighty Song Mu.

"Mr. Song's trip is not for "Water Tune Getou", but it makes me feel a little pity."

"Otherwise, there may be a chance to compose a new song for this word."

Song Mu just smiled slightly, looked at the other party and said this time.

"Ms. Du's trip this time is for the sake of the ancestor's poems, right?"

Du Xianyin nodded slightly.

"A lot of poems from our ancestors have been left behind in the world. I can't wait to search for them for a hundred years. Now it seems that they are in the hands of this monster clan. Naturally, we have to fight for them."

While speaking, Du Xianyin's eyes kept turning on Song Mu, and he spoke again after a while.

"However, I have a small request."

"Girl, but it's okay to say."

Du Xianyin smiled slightly.

"For this competition, there are only a few people from my Du Clan's Poetry School, but there are a lot of poems, and there must be a lot of sleepiness..."

"However, Young Master didn't intend to participate in it. Xianyin wanted Young Master to contact him, and asked other poets to help. Xianyin can produce something to replace it."

Song Mu paused, thinking that Du Xianyin wanted to ask him for help, but at this moment, he made a detour.

"If there is an opportunity, I will naturally help you."

Song Mu cupped his hands and said, Du Xianyin's eyes were obviously softer.

At the same time, everyone was already heading towards Zhongzhou.

Along the way, many people around were looking at Song Mu and the two of them at this moment, and their gazes fluttered with some suddenness.

Most of them could recognize Du Xianyin, but they didn't expect that the famous Fairy Yin would have a good conversation with Song Mu.

This could not help but make everyone fill in a lot of details in their minds.

And as time passed, the crowd finally reached the border of Zhongzhou. Du Feiying led the way ahead, leading the crowd across the flat plain, and then a huge city appeared in front of them. ,

The flat land was originally endless, but suddenly a high city rose from the ground, with blue bricks and black tiles, and Qionglou towering. In the vast city, crowds of people surged and everything prospered.

Countless people stopped and looked up at the sky, seeing a group of literati galloping past.

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