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Chapter 78 Du Sheng Arrives! (Please subscribe!)

A radiant rainbow came across the clear sky from the extreme north, and the rainbow was even more dazzling under the setting sun.

But above this rainbow, at this moment, there is a phantom slowly approaching.

It was a fairy-like old man, wearing a grass-gray robe, holding a scroll in his hand, stroking his beard and coming slowly, even if it was a phantom, he was still in his clothes.

Before he arrived, a gust of warm breeze came from nowhere, sweeping across the entire city of Jizhou. In just a moment, it swept away the heat of late summer and early autumn.

The commoners were all excited when they noticed the strangeness, and the literati who noticed the vision in the sky were no longer calm, closed their folding fans, and immediately saluted the phantom in the sky.

"It's the half saint, the half saint is here! Welcome the half saint!"

After the voice fell, the surrounding people also exclaimed, and then fell to their knees with a crash.

In the Wen Dynasty, the literati are the most respected. In this world, only the literati can make the common people perform such great gifts.

What's more, he is still a semi-holy of the human race.

In the 300 years of the Wen Dynasty, except for Chuck's successful sanctification and the ascension of the pole, no saint appeared in the human race.

In today's Wen Dynasty, there are a total of nine and a half saints, and they are the most important weapon of the country to control the Kyushu.

No one could have imagined that a semi-holy phantom would appear in this small city of Jizhou today.

In the north building of the examination institute, Qiu Buchu and a group of officials were already standing in the air, and now they all folded their hands and bowed.

"Welcome Du Sheng!"

A group of officials said this, but they also looked panicked at the moment. They suddenly remembered one thing, that is, when the strange land appeared just now, it seemed that a bronze bell rang.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the copper bell attracted a half saint!
And Qiu Buchu and Fan Zhengxiong were even more dumbfounded at the moment, they finally knew which poetry school Song Mu's poems were related to.

It turned out to be Du Fu Shizong!One of the two strongest poet schools in the world!

And it was the ancestor of the Du family who came here, now the semi-sage of the Du family, Du Fu's grandnephew Du Keqin!

The rainbow under Du Keqin's feet came all the way to the front of several people, and at the moment he just responded, and then the light and shadow waved and landed in the north building.

"Who wrote the poetry of resonance?"

Du Keqin's phantom landed on the ground, and he asked immediately.

Qiu Buchu quickly stepped forward two steps, and said respectfully.

"Back to Du Sheng, it is Song Mu of Shiyang County, and he is also a descendant of the Song family in Shiyang."

As Qiu Buchu said this, Du Keqin raised his eyebrows suddenly, and his expression became a little intriguing.

"It turned out to be a descendant of Song Wenrong?"

Du Keqin asked in surprise, but then turned serious, and said something to Qiu Buchu again.

"Where is Song Mu?"

Qiu Buchu hurriedly summoned a small official, who was sweating profusely flipping through the booklet, and then quickly knelt down to respond.

"Back... back to the saint, Song Mu has already handed in the test paper, and he should wait in the examination room at this moment."

Hearing this sentence, Du Keqin didn't hesitate, and immediately flicked his sleeves, the light and shadow disappeared from the north building.

Qiu Buchu and the others swallowed their saliva one after another, and then hurried downstairs again.

And in the examination shed of the examination institute, a light and shadow had appeared in front of all the scholars waiting to leave the examination room at this moment, and Song Mu was standing two meters in front of the light and shadow.

It was also the first time for Song Mu to encounter such a situation.

This is a phantom that also exudes golden light, just like the scene I once saw the ancestor in Shiyang County, but the phantom old man in front of him actually exudes a terrifying coercion.

You don't even need to feel that kind of coercion yourself. It's as if the literary strength in your body is being pinched by an invisible force, and you can't mobilize half of it at all.

This is crushing on the extreme realm!

Song Mu didn't dare to speak, and the people around him also didn't dare to speak up, and Liu Jianyu, who was aggressive just now, also widened his eyes at this moment.

But before his thoughts turned, he saw a group of officials in red robes coming down from the north tower, among them Fan Tixue was walking quickly, no matter how stupid Liu Jianyu was at this moment, he knew What is the situation now.

"Du Sheng, this is Song Mu."

Qiu Buchu stepped forward and said something softly, that Liu Jianyu almost fainted, and the surrounding scholars almost fell to their knees.

This light and shadow turned out to be a half saint?Du Saint?Could it be the ancestor of Li Du Shizong?
What did Song Mu do to attract a semi-holy phantom?
Everyone turned their gazes to Song Mu, and Song Mu stared straight at the phantom old man in front of him.

Du Saint?A demi-saint?
Song Mu was also surprised at the moment. It is very clear what the semi-sage represents. This is the highest combat power of the Wen Dynasty, and the ordinary semi-sage is called a great Confucian.

Only those ancestors of the poetry sect, who have written books and set up biography, and are famous all over the world, are qualified to be called semi-sages.

Song Mu has been thinking carefully in his heart at this moment, what exactly did he do to attract a half-sage to come.

And Du Keqin looked at Song Mu carefully, and then looked away, stroking his beard with a phantom, with a smile on his face.

"Master Song and I had some encounters back then, but he..." Du Keqin paused, with a look of regret on his face, but then looked at Song Mu again, and said lightly.

"Would you like to give me a look at that poem?"

Du Keqin said this, but Song Mu was taken aback, and Qiu Buchu next to him opened his mouth, and then thought for a while: "Here, Du Sheng, the paper that has been blurred, I'll wait..."

"It doesn't matter." Du Keqin was straightforward, and with a wave of his hand, he saw a golden mask directly wrapping Song Mu and Du Keqin together, and the surrounding sound disappeared completely. Song Mu was amazed at this fairy trick. , and Du Keqin had already spoken.

"Just read it to me, I think you haven't forgotten."

Song Mu pursed his lips, nodded seriously, and then slowly read out his poem.

"Where can I look at Shenzhou? Climb Wenlou with all the sights. How many things have happened through the ages? The endless Yangtze River flows."

A line of poetry blurted out, and the smile on Du Keqin's face grew stronger.

After Song Mu finished reading, Du Keqin waved his hand, the mask dissipated, and then laughed.

"Miaozai Miaozai, it turned out to be my ancestor's "Climbing the High", no wonder it caused a shock in the sect's poetry books."

"The Endless Yangtze River rolls in, the Endless Yangtze River rolls in. It's wonderful. It's the first time I've heard such a poem in the 200 years of the world. I borrowed from my Du Zu's poem, which makes me feel very appropriate."

"This poem should have seven talents!"

Du Keqin laughed and said, but the surrounding officials and scholars all heard Du Sheng's words, and they all looked at each other at the moment.

It turned out that the earth-shattering poem just now turned out to be a very talented poem, and this poem also borrowed a line from Du Fu's poem.

A feeling of incomparable envy erupted from every scholar's heart.

They were curious, and even more envious that Song Mu wrote such poems, and let the half-sage come on the rainbow, clapping their hands and applauding.

At this moment, Song Mu finally had a somewhat relaxed expression on his face. Originally, seeing Du Sheng's grand battle appeared in front of him, he thought it was because he copied poems this time that he caused trouble.

Du Keqin laughed twice, looking at Song Mu with some appreciation and love in his eyes.

Immediately, Du Keqin asked.

"From this point of view, you have written another poem that can be listed in "Tianxia Wenkan". The three poems are very talented. Song Mu, you must be very pleased that your Song ancestor is alive."

Saying so, Du Keqin's eyes flickered a little, and he spoke directly at the moment.

"Why don't you join my Du Clan's School of Poetry and serve the country in the future?"

As soon as Du Keqin said this, many people in the field staggered, Ouyang Hong trembled, Zhan Bo clenched his sleeves tightly, Fan Tixue suppressed his excitement, and Liu Jianyu, who was standing beside Song Mu, only felt his feet There was warmth.

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