I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 6 Pan Family's Small Abacus
In the Pan Family Courtyard, Song Mu asked Pan Wenhao many things, but in the end they all got only one result.

That is, no one saw how Song Mu got to go to Yanggang.

This made Song Mu feel more and more strange. A simple bet between young people turned into an insoluble puzzle.

It seemed that just after I came to this world, there was a cloud in front of my eyes, and it seemed that it was impossible to unravel the gossip about going to Yanggang.

Song Mu pondered for a moment, Pan Wenhao saw that Song Mu stopped talking, and glanced at his mother again, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, so he spoke immediately.

"Song, I don't know if there is anything else. If there is nothing else, I will continue to study."

Pan Wenhao behaved extremely obediently in front of his mother, but Song Mu said with a smile as he heard that.

"Of course there is one more thing, classmate Pan, we made an agreement that day, if we come back from outside the city..."

"Song...student, I know, I will find you after I finish reading later."

Pan Wenhao immediately interrupted Song Mu's words, with a panicked look on his face, he knew what Song Mu was here for.

But I didn't tell my family that such a thing happened because of a bet with Song Mu, I just said that my classmates were fighting, Pan's mother didn't know about it, and there was no strange expression on her face at the moment.

Song Mu also accepted it as soon as he saw it, and immediately bowed his hands.

"Then don't bother classmate Pan's study." After speaking, Song Mu turned around to leave, but he paused and turned his head, and said to the relieved Pan Wenhao.

"The eight chapters of "University" read by classmate Pan: The so-called self-cultivation lies in rectifying one's mind. If there is anger in the body, it will not be rectified; if there is fear, it will not be rectified; Worry cannot be corrected."

"It's what everyone persuaded to read. Master Xun taught us to read it aloud, with ambition in mind, and don't keep your voice low. Please encourage us."

It can be said that Song Mu said this sentence with a somewhat critical tone.

Pan Wenhao's expression changed when he heard Song Mu's words, and there was a fierce light in his eyes, but he hurriedly hid it and agreed repeatedly, but he couldn't help but glance at Pan's mother next to him.

Mother Pan didn't speak, but watched Song Mu leave.

"Although the Song family is down and out, it is also a family of culture. Hao'er, after reading the book, prepare some gifts and come to the door to make amends."

After Song Mu left, Pan's mother had obviously seen the clues, but she didn't explain it to others. Pan Wenhao, who heard this, quickly responded, but felt a little bit displeased and annoyed.

That nerd dared to come to the door to make a noise, and even slapped himself in the face in front of his mother. This ghost door has been closed for a while. Could it be that Song has a bear heart and a leopard?
Here, while Pan Wenhao was kneeling and reading, he was thinking about how to make Song Mu look good in the future, and Song Mu had already leisurely returned home and started to review the book.

At sunset, Pan Shun, captain of Shiyang County, returned to the house exhausted. After the meal, the father and son sat in the main room, listening to Pan Wenhao talk about today's events, Pan Shun frowned immediately.

"Then Song Mu really told you that?"

"Yes father, that Song Mu is not ashamed, and even taught me like Master Xun. He wants to blame me for the cause of his accident!"

"Father, my child must not be insulted like this, especially Song Mu!"

Pan Wenhao and Pan Shun were sitting together in the main room, with an angry look on his face at the moment, as if his father was present and was his backer, so Song Mu didn't need to be afraid anymore.

Pan Shun, who heard Pan Wenhao's words, laughed twice, and the wisps of beard on his thin face also trembled. He picked up his teacup, rinsed his mouth, and said to Pan Wenhao.

"Interesting, Hao'er, you may not know that this Song Mu was still in the street today and scolded the Qi family's children, and he did not know where to stimulate a stroke of literary power to hurt the servants of the Qi family. Go home and hear that you are out of breath."

"What?!" Pan Wenhao said in shock, but suddenly remembered something, and asked with his mouth open: "Could it be that Song Mu did it?"

"good."

Pan Shun stroked his beard, and there were a few gleams of light in his shadowy eyes.

"But he's obviously just a child." Pan Wenhao said with an uneasy expression.

"So what, don't forget that the fourth patriarch of the Song family was the Minister of Rites in the Dawen Dynasty, and he wrote books to determine the lintel. Now it is recorded in the county chronicles that Song Wenrong wrote a book and passed it on. Entering the realm of a bachelor, one's literary strength can open mountains and seas, and thousands of monsters will be wiped out with a wave of one's hand."

"It's just that the Song family's fate is ill-fated. Such a capable person will only live for seventy years."

Pan Shun shook his head and tilted his mouth, but looked at Pan Wenhao: "It must be that Song Mu understood the ancient book left by his ancestor. That ancient book is a pity."

Hearing what Pan Shun said, Pan Wenhao's eyes turned cold, and he whispered immediately.

"Father, last time it was the boy who lost his hand, and they don't know where they hid the ancient book. The bricks in the Song family's courtyard were cleaned, and Song Mu's body was searched carefully, but they never found it."

"But the boy has already made plans. When I go to the Fucheng Courtyard for an exam in a few days..."

"No." Pan Shun raised his hand to stop it at this time, with a somewhat hesitant expression.

"Recently, many contexts in Qingzhou in the north have been destroyed. The Qing Tianwei of the imperial court wrote a letter saying that it was a demon. The Holy One is ordering a thorough investigation of this matter."

"If the Song family's culture is broken at this time or there are other mistakes, with the shadow of his ancestors, the Ministry of Rites will definitely send someone to intervene."

"Besides, now that Jiaoyu has got through with Master Xun, then Song Mu puts a human force on him, and he must be kept."

Pan Wenhao looked anxious: "Father, but if I have that ancient book to nourish my spirit, my boy will definitely win the scholar's position this time."

"Father, you are a talented scholar, think about it, not to mention taking away Jie Yuan from Jizhou Prefecture, there must be some of the top three in Jizhou Prefecture."

"Father, don't you want to honor the lintel of our Pan family?"

Pan Wenhao said again and again, and when he said something emotional, he got up and knelt beside Pan Shun, crying.

"Father, there are only three cultural lines in Shiyang County now. Even if our Pan family has you as a county captain, people still look down upon you. If I can get the Jinshi degree, it will be a cultural line! It has become a cultural line." Family, so my Pan family will also rise to the top!"

Hearing this, Pan Shun's expression changed a lot, and every word Pan Wenhao said came from his heart.

Pan Shun was also a Juren, and he was well-known in Jizhou back then, but his son Pan Wenhao was not very intelligent. Pan Shun spent a lot of money, and even visited the well-established Qi family and the Kong family in the city to ask for advice on classics. I had a child.

However, Pan Wenhao's talents are mediocre, and he doesn't know when he will be able to gather his literary strength to become a scholar.

Only the Song family with the longest cultural heritage, the Great Confucian Monument of Suppressing Demons on the wall of Shiyang County, was written by his ancestor Song Wenrong.

A great Confucian article can still suppress demons and stabilize the country, but if you start with the ancient books written by Song Wenrong's painstaking efforts, how can you count the sources of blessings in them?
Pan Shun, who has lived in the county for a long time, has his own plans in his chest, and he has always coveted the ancient books of the Song family, but now that he thinks so, his expression becomes more and more gloomy.

Finally he snorted coldly.

"Forget it, I have my own arrangements for this matter, so you can read the books with peace of mind. Before you go to Fucheng, my father will definitely find the ancient books of his Song family for you."

"But I've also made it clear that if the time comes and you are no longer a scholar, you can come back and get married, and have children and grandchildren to become talents!"

Pan Wenhao was overjoyed when he heard this, and kowtowed again and again.

"Thank you father, thank you father!"

Pan Shun breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Another three days later, Song Mu had almost cultivated himself, so he also wanted to go to the county school to attend classes.

It's late summer now, and it's not long before the college exam.

Although the imperial examination system of the Wen Dynasty was inherited from the Tang Dynasty, but with the great reform of the imperial examination system by Emperor Wen Taizu Li Yu, the improved imperial examination system was somewhat similar to that of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it was more fair and equitable.

And this college exam coincided with the yearly exam, and all the scholars from Shiyang County came to gather in the county school, preparing to successfully complete the yearly exam, and then participate in the next year's rural exam.

Such opportunities are naturally a good time for children to ask scholars for advice. Song Mu has been studying books at home these few days and knows that it is better to ask old students about their answering skills behind closed doors. Naturally, he will not miss this opportunity.

Holding the books that he had read several times in the past few days, Song Mu walked slowly to the gate of the county school. Before he stepped in, he heard a person greet him eagerly from behind.

"Brother Song, I saw you today, are you okay?"

The visitor was a man of the same age with an honest face, about the same age as Song Mu, and he was the eldest grandson of the Kong family in Shiyang County. It seems that he has quite some contacts with the Song family, who is also a cultural family.

Most of the supplements sent a few days ago came from the Kong family.

"Thank you Brother Kong for taking care of me these days, my health has improved a lot."

Song Mu also saluted with a smile, but his eyes inadvertently looked at the person behind him.

It was a woman wearing a light blue skirt and a bun on her head. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she had a somewhat proud look on her pretty face. At this moment, she was looking at Song Mu with eyes as clear as water.

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