I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 64 Examination and Answers
"Actually speaking this way, this Song Mu really has quite a background, but before that, he didn't show much, but now, he suddenly has a bit of fame?"

"It's really confusing."

Zhan Bo said lightly at this moment, obviously he was also quite concerned about this matter.

However, the edicts from other counties were almost indifferent to this, but the smiles on their faces still seemed a bit forced.

After all, if such a talent does not appear in his own county, Ouyang Hong's political performance will definitely be the best in Jizhou Prefecture in this year's evaluation.

It's just that they thought about it right away, the students in Shiyang County are not good at reading, and there are only three cultural lines in the whole county so far, and the Song family's cultural line is famous.

Back then, Shiyang County, relying on a Song family's cultural heritage, overwhelmed countless cultural heritages in the surrounding counties, and had a period of incomparably beautiful years.

Now that Shiyang County is a Zhongxian County, it still inherits the shade of this context.

"Speaking of which, the Song family's cultural lineage is not completely cut off. Now the Qianshan Ren family should be regarded as a side branch of it?"

At this time, an official spoke, and someone immediately answered.

"There is also the Song family in Hongzhou. It is said that they are the sons of concubines. After several generations of business, they have revealed their cultural background. Now there are two Jinshi."

"Yes, yes, so the Song family is not cut off. Song Gong is very pleased."

Several people chattered, Fan Tixue's face was flat, he seemed to have no attitude towards this, but Ouyang Hong, who was sitting next to him, looked a little displeased at the moment.

These colleagues wanted to use these things to cover up their own achievements and the brilliance of Song Mu, the descendant of the main family.

The Ren family of Qianshan was a Jinshi, but that has nothing to do with the Song family anymore. It was just a son of the Song family who joined the Ren family hundreds of years ago.

As for the Song family in Hongzhou, it was an existence that was expelled from the family.

The Song family has always ranked the new generation by strength, but the Song family in Hongzhou, when it was the tenth generation of the Song family, was a son of the Song family who betrayed the family rules and was eventually cleared. , Now there is a Jinshi who is an official in the court.

That is to say, in the past few decades, seeing the main family of Shiyang Song's family continue to be lonely, they even had a bad idea. The Song family's ancestral hall originally built in Yuzhang City, the provincial capital, was taken over by him, and they will be grandiose. The rank of the traitor was moved in.

This is clearly bullying the weakness of Shi Yang's Song family. When Song Mu's father, Song Liangtong, was filled with righteous indignation when he learned about this, he planned to end all this absurdity immediately after he was admitted to the Juren, but he never thought of encountering accidents along the way.

Song Mu didn't know that Ouyang Hong was actually Song Liangtong's good teacher and helpful friend, and Song Liangtong told Ouyang Hong about these things.

A Song family whose roots are upright and Miaohong will eventually be stolen by a branch of the ancestor Yinde. If Song Mu knows about this, he will surely seek justice.

As a teacher, Ouyang Hong naturally wants to protect the calf at this moment, and even more so, to give these guys a good look.

"Humph!"

At that moment, Ouyang Hong didn't care about the conversation and laughter of the people around him, and suddenly released and withdrew a Jinshi breath, and everyone stopped abruptly. At that moment, Zhan Bo, the instructor of Wan'an County, stood up and looked at Ouyang Hong with squinted eyes.

"Master Ouyang, what are you doing?"

"Of course you know what it is. From ancient times to the present, the so-called noble family is decent, and some villain's tricks, but you openly use them to fool you. Aren't you afraid that the spirit of Song Gong in the sky will hate you?"

"you!"

Zhan Bo was choked, his face turned red, and other people wanted to say something, but the adult Ti Xue next to him got up and shook his sleeves, with a look of indifference on his face, he smacked his mouth twice and turned towards the window look.

"The sun is shining brightly today, but it is a good day."

With Mr. Tixue in front of them, everyone didn't dare to say anything. They just exchanged glances and finally gave up angrily.

On the other hand, Ouyang Hong lowered his eyes slightly, held his breath, and stopped paying attention to this matter.

……

In the examination room, the sun has gradually climbed overhead, the sun is shining straight down, and the ground is once again seeping a bit of dry heat, but there are continuous sounds of brushing and writing in each examination room.

The children and students all scribbled ink, carefree and comfortable.

The light brought by the literary star made everyone feel that they were full of strength, and their minds were full of thoughts, and with a thought, the article could be completed.

The same is true for Song Mu at this moment, but the brush in his hand has just been lifted from a piece of white paper.All sorts of things were written here and there on the white paper, which turned out to be a draft paper.

Song Mu didn't start writing immediately, but first sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and the main points to be written clearly for each topic.

Seeing this, the soldier standing in front of Song Mu Kaoshe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The young Tongsheng finally started to write, and it is still in the morning. If he keeps writing, he should be able to finish it, but he may not have time to eat and rest.

The soldier thought about his own experience in monitoring the examination room in the past few years. Which scholar didn't write quickly after writing the questions. Some looked pained and anxious, while others were relaxed and confident.

Soldiers saw too many people who begged for time to write after the bell and drum sounded.

It's just that they were dragged out of the examination room without exception.

The child in front of me may have to experience it once, and it can be regarded as a memorable experience for life.

The soldier thought so, but when he saw Song Mu get up, he even took a sign and waved to himself.

The soldier pursed his lips and walked over, only to see this rather heroic boy packing his things.

"Excuse me, I need to go out for convenience."

A slightly immature voice came, and the soldier turned his head to the side to say hello. Two small officials came over, counted the things on Song Mu's table, and then searched Song Mu briefly, and then let the soldiers follow Song Mu Go to the hut.

Song Mu walked unsteadily through an aisle, and then went to the toilet in the corner of the examination hall to go to the bathroom.

The soldier at the door was still staring at him, as if he was afraid that he would do something bad.

After untiing his hands, Song Mu wandered back to the test house and ate something. At this moment, there was not much time left in the morning. Song Mu took a deep breath and spread the paper out on the wooden board again.

Studying ink and thinking lightly, Song Mu organized the language in his mind, looked at the topic again, and put pen to paper.

"The great benevolence of the world, the people of the world will not be held back..."

The soldier couldn't see what Song Mu was writing, but after observing for a while, he opened his mouth involuntarily.

Because he found that Song Mu wrote very fast, almost finishing a line in an instant.

Except for dipping the ink and laying the paper, there was almost no pause. The brush seemed to be plowing quickly on the square inch of the paper. In just a moment, one side of the small black characters was completed.

The soldier unconsciously touched his eyes, looked up at the sun that had not yet reached the middle, and was a little speechless at the moment.

Song Mu, who had completed the ten meaning-solving questions, lifted the paper lightly at this moment, and carefully rolled it up when he was almost done, and put it in the test basket on one side.

He took out a blank piece of paper again and began to write lyric questions.

Song Mu put pen to ink, but his mind was clear and clear. The draft he had just typed had now become a draft, almost as soon as he picked up the pen.

This brisk feeling made Song Mu feel a little surprised. Maybe it was because the hard work these days had been useful, maybe it was the ancient books in his mind that gave him great help, or maybe it was the twinkling stars that brought him a different feeling. thing.

The more Song Mu wrote, the more enjoyable he felt, and his subordinates moved a little faster.

And as the articles appeared bit by bit, Song Mu also felt that the literary energy in his body was circulating rapidly, and the literary energy was swimming in the whole body, and a warm feeling that was not hot and dry was constantly coming from the lower abdomen.

At the same time, the thoughts in my mind seemed to start to rotate, initially very slowly, but over time, it became faster and faster, and after a while, a vortex gradually gathered.

Song Mu was overjoyed.

The literary energy in Dantian has not yet condensed into a whirlpool, but the thought power in his mind has changed one step ahead.

Song Mu quickly kept his mind and continued to write according to that feeling.

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