I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 705 Yingzhou Literary Society
On the second day, there was a heavy news in Yingzhou city. Because Yingzhou had been overcast and cloudy for many days, it was very unfavorable for the surrounding autumn harvest.

This rain-dispelling literary meeting invited candidates from the Xinke Township Examination and many talented students from the state capital to participate. In addition, all the dignitaries in the city will also participate.

As for the place where the Wenhui will be held, it is a famous place in Yingzhou, the place where the Three Kingdoms battled fiercely in Chibi.

Not only that, but there is also an even more surprising news. This rain-dispelling literary meeting coincides with the arrival of Tixue's father, Song Mu, and he will also be invited to participate.

As soon as this news came out, countless people's emotions were instantly ignited. No one knew what kind of literati Song Mu was. It was only now that they knew that the newly appointed Ti Xue was Song Mu's son. This made the Yingzhou students very angry. It's moving, but there are countless students outside the school that day.

Song Mu also had a lot of interviews, and the students from Yingzhou were even more excited for a while, scratching their heads and racking their brains for the upcoming rain-dispelling essay meeting.

Everything was prepared extremely quickly, but on the third day after Song Mu arrived in Yingzhou City, the preparations for the rain-dispelling literary meeting were completed in the afternoon. At this moment, many literati, students, and common people were heading to the Yangtze River.

At the Red Cliff, the place is already crowded with people. Although there are officers and soldiers to maintain order, the place is still full of people. The people are eagerly looking forward to meeting the legendary figure here.

Song Mu also followed Zhizhou and other officials to this place, and immediately attracted loud voices from the surroundings. Many people guessed at this moment that they understood Song Mu's position in the hearts of the literati and students of the Wen Dynasty.

And it was the first time for many people to see a great scholar with their own eyes. His elegant and majestic appearance shocked many people. They said that this kind of literati defended the Wen Dynasty. Why is the Wen Dynasty not prosperous?
Song Mu has already followed everyone up to a pavilion by the river, but the pavilion here was repaired in the early years of the Wen Dynasty, and there are many literati pens and inks left here. Li Bai and Du Fu all wrote poems here, among which they are very famous. Yes, it belongs to Du Mu's "Red Cliff".

The broken halberd, sand and iron have not been sold.

Dongfeng is not with Zhou Lang, Tongquechun locks Er Qiao deeply.

It is also true that this place has become a place where many literati come to pay their respects. They can not only see the situation of this ancient battlefield, but also taste the poems of the ancestors, and then they can't help but recite poems and counterpoint them.

This time Song Mu ascended the heights and looked into the distance, and he could see the general trend of the Yangtze River in his eyes. The winding long sword broke through mountains and land like a dragon, and people couldn't help admiring the magnificence of the Yangtze River.

No wonder so many poets throughout the ages have praised this.

And with Song Mu's arrival, the students and dignitaries during this period also stood up and came to greet him. The Master Zhizhou who walked in front was even more smiling, and he was talking to Song Mu at this moment.

"Master Song, your arrival this time really made me, the common people and students of Yingzhou, very happy. I think today's literary fair must be extraordinary."

Song Mu smiled and cupped his hands towards the other party, and looked at many of the students among them, all of them cupped their hands at once, and said in a deep voice.

"Song has kept you waiting for a long time. This rain-dispelling literary meeting is related to whether the people of Yingzhou know the harvest year or not. It should not be too late. I also ask you to do your best to benefit the people."

"It's my duty to wait!"

All the students in this pavilion were of firm background, all of them had excited faces, and the Zhizhou also ordered the literary meeting to start, and immediately there were priests to recite the sacrificial rites.

Zhizhou gave another encouragement to the students, and Song Huaitong then announced the theme of today's literary meeting.

One is to drive away the rain, and the other is to chant Jiangshan for thousands of years.

Having said that, all the students in this scene were eager to try. Song Mu was sitting in it at the moment, seeing the excited expressions of the students, and nodded slightly.

"Students are stupid, so I'll make a fool of myself this time. I dare to set an example for students from Yingzhou."

At this time, a young student stood out from the crowd, bowed his hands to everyone, and listened to Song Huaitong's introduction. Song Mu knew that this person was the No. students.

The other party immediately bowed his hands to everyone, and then showed a pensive face, paced around the pavilion for a while, and then opened his mouth to sing.

A five-character quatrain was spit out from the other party's mouth, and then the pen was written immediately, and a poem chanting the sun was subdued in an instant, and at this moment the talent was surging.

The surging talent was suddenly washed away, and the next moment it turned into a ray of light and shot straight into the sky, and then opened a gap in the dense dark clouds in the sky, and a ray of sunlight immediately fell along the trend.

The next moment, cheers from the people immediately sounded around the pavilion, and everyone nodded their heads when they saw this. A poem could shake the cloudy sky.

With this student taking the lead, other people naturally couldn't wait. At this moment, they rushed to write various poems to try to dispel the cloud. Song Mu also made some comments in it, which made everyone excited for a while.

Just because Song Mu was in this scene, these students were already extremely excited, and they felt that Song Mu had given them infinite strength.

After that, there were excellent works published one after another, and even Song Huaitong couldn't help writing a poem. A poem chanting Kuafu floated, and it turned into a wave of sound soaring into the sky. The scorching sun pierced through the clouds, and at this moment light and shadow flickered .

Then a group of students and literati worked together to publish poems and essays, and the dark clouds slowly dissipated, and a large clear sky was revealed in just a moment.

Seeing such a scene, everyone was also very happy, feeling that this article will go down very smoothly, and the crisis in Yingzhou will be resolved.

"Sure enough, Yingzhou is full of talented people. In just a short while, this literary meeting has been very effective. Song should say good things to you and to the talents of Yingzhou."

Song Mu said this to everyone immediately, and all the officials and students who heard this said they also bowed their hands again and again, and many people's faces were filled with excited smiles.

To be affirmed by a university scholar in this way is already considered a very high honor, and everyone can't help but expect to be remembered by Song Mu when he shows his hands and feet in this kind of literary meeting today.

And at the moment, someone among them spoke.

"Song Zhuangyuan, it is also the first time for you to come to my land of red cliffs. In such a place of eternal prosperity, scholars from ancient times have to write poems to express their feelings, but do you have the courage to ask you to leave a calligraphy for this?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone also raised their eyes to Song Mu, with enthusiasm in their eyes.

The magistrate of Yingzhou and the others were also very excited. If it can be achieved, it will be a political achievement, and it will also be famous in history in the future.

Song Mu looked at the crowd calmly, and was about to nod, when he suddenly heard a commoner say something down there.

"What's going on, the clouds in the sky are gathering again."

The sudden sound interrupted everyone's excitement, and they all looked out at the moment. Song Mu also turned his head to look at the moment, but saw that there were many dark clouds floating in the sky that was already clear at this moment. The dark clouds piled up very thick in a short while, and there was a sudden surge of wind and clouds between the sky and the earth.

"Is this caused by a monster?"

Immediately, an official next to him said that the expression on his face was also very distraught at the moment.

Song Mu also looked towards the sky at the moment, but he couldn't find anything unusual, and frowned involuntarily for a while.

Song Mu suddenly looked into the distance, and after a while, he finally felt a faint trace of evil spirit on the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and his expression became serious this time.

Everyone looked at Song Mu immediately, and Song Mu took a step forward, then waved for everyone to continue writing poems.

A few poems fell, but the sky was even more cloudy.

It seems that the dark clouds in the sky are endless at this moment.

Only then did Song Mu become sure that there was indeed a monster. Looking at the distance for a moment, he snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

"Bring a pen and ink."

While speaking, everyone spread out paper, ink, pens and inkstones for Song Mu, looking forward to it.

Song Mu looked at the sky, thought for a moment, and immediately wrote ink on the paper.

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(End of this chapter)