I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 92 The Baptism of Wen Xing
Song Mu walked to the gate of Fuxue, and bowed to Fan Tixue together with a group of students from Shiyang County.

Fan Tixue smiled, stroked his beard, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, alright, alright, Song Mu, you are the head of the court trial, and in the future, you will also represent the literati in Jizhou Prefecture to achieve better results."

"Song Mu must hang on the beam for this!"

Song Mu said, Fan Tixue also smiled, exchanged a look with everyone, and immediately stepped aside.

And the little official next to him had already spoken at this time.

"Enroll in a government school, get baptized by literary stars!"

Song Mu and the others straightened their robes one after another and entered slowly.

Walking to the gate of the prefectural school, Song Mu could already clearly see the two sides of the red list, and the test papers of the top three in the college examination had been posted.

Song Mu also saw the poem papers he had written, and all the poem papers were on it. At this moment, he also smiled knowingly, and walked towards the school seriously.

And as Song Mu walked in, the students from Jizhou Fucheng had already lined up to enter. They also looked at the papers on both sides when they passed the red list, but at this time one person suddenly uttered a doubt.

"Huh? Why are there only two papers on this paper?"

One person was talking, and the others also noticed at this time, and each of them showed some astonishment, seeing that there were indeed only two policy articles on the board, and the other was just a piece of white paper with Song Mu's name written on it. Surprised.

However, a few people didn't have time to study it carefully, so they could only walk inside.

One after another, several teams of scholars entered, and some people discovered this clue, and they were quite puzzled.

And when all the talents in the list had entered the government school, these articles were pushed out and began to be displayed in front of the school.

Countless common people and students rushed to look up, and there were still people reading aloud, and each of them looked a little excited.

"These poems are really well written!"

"The article is also good. Have you seen the red batch? The end of the Jingyi paper at the head of this case is really good."

"Hey, what's the matter, there are only two policy papers?"

"One piece is missing, the case is famous, but the policy paper is not there!"

The sharp-eyed person also immediately noticed the abnormality, and saw the sticker with only Song Mu's name written on it.

Seeing this, these people suddenly took a breath because they suddenly discovered an astonishing fact.

That is, among the few papers just shown, Song Mu is the first in the Jingyi volume, Song Mu is the first in the poetry volume, and Song Mu is also the first in the policy volume!
Three articles tied for first place!

Looking at other articles, the second No.3 paper of the college examination is also on it, but there are also five or six papers in several subjects.

Only Song Mu was alone, and all three volumes ranked first.

This discovery immediately shocked everyone's minds. The handsome young man just now won the first place so arrogantly.

At the same time, judgments were made.

"Everyone, when the half saint came that day, he should be looking for Song Mu, right?"

Someone made such a guess, others nodded, and some followed suit.

"It should be true. Look at the poem just now. The Yangtze River is rolling and flowing. Isn't this borrowed from Du Fu's "Climbing the High"?"

"Brother Tai is right, then "Climbing the High" is the first of the seven-character verses, and this poem is no small matter. This kind of poem is also considered to be better than blue, no wonder the semi-holy descended!"

Everyone was chattering, and their hearts were even more agitated at this moment. Their eyes were also sweeping over the poems. At that moment, some people with quick eyes and hands had already copied down a few poems, but they spread in an instant.

Fan Tixue, who was standing at the entrance of the school, had a conversation with Ouyang Hong who was next to him.

"Song Mu rejected Du Sheng's solicitation, this matter is really impulsive."

Fan Tixue said something, and Ouyang Hong next to him just bowed his head in silence at the moment.

Although Ouyang Hong didn't know why Song Mu made that decision, Ouyang Hong held a neutral attitude towards it.

It's good for Song Mu to have his own ideas. There are many roads in this world, and it doesn't mean that everything will be fine if you follow the Shizong. After all, once you step into those Shizong, you will be branded with an identity from then on.

After all, Song Mu is a descendant of the Wenmai family. Ouyang Hong knows the family's strength of character and vision, and is the one who can best understand the other party's choice.

"But that's all, even if he doesn't join the Poetry School, this Song Mu will definitely be able to walk a long way in the future."

Fan Tixue just sighed, and then waved his hands again.

But he looked up at Ouyang Hong again, but at this moment he said it earnestly.

"How is Song Mu's temperament in normal times, please tell me a few more words."

Hearing what Fan Zhengxiong said, Ouyang Hong's expression also turned cold, thinking that this is Song Mu's fascination with Fan Tixue, he was excited and explained quickly.

Ouyang Hong and the others were chatting at the gate of the Fuxue, while Song Mu and the others had already entered the Fuxue.

There is also an altar here, but it is not as tall as the Examination Academy. There are also statues of Kong Sheng and Zhang Sheng standing on the altar, and at the highest point of the altar, there is an old man standing at this moment.

That was the sacrificial officer who appeared in the examination hall that day, and also the guardian of Wen Xing.

At this time, a small official came forward and led Song Mu and other students from Shiyang County to the altar. Song Mu stepped up to the altar for the first time and found that the altar was made of white marble, with simple carvings carved on it. pattern.

With every step up, Song Mu could feel the solemnity of the altar.

When Song Mu and other 12 people climbed to the high place of the altar and raised their heads, Song Mu's eyes met the eyes of the old man in the gorgeous sacrificial attire.

The other party's eyes were clear, and Song Mu felt the old man's deep sense of relief.

"Everyone, you have some time to burn incense, sit cross-legged on the spot."

The old man said in a calm and deep tone, Song Mu and the others looked at each other and sat down cross-legged.

And the old man has turned around at this moment, on the high place of the altar, the copper box containing Wenxing has been placed upright on it at this moment.

The old man stretched out his hand slowly, and a wave of literary power poured into the copper box. This time, everyone really saw the original appearance of this literary star.

A pitch-black and riddled with holes, it looks unremarkable.

"Close your eyes and focus on your dantian. Remember, when the green light enters your body, let nature take its course."

The old man said again in a calm tone, and everyone responded one after another, then closed their eyes and concentrated.

The old man's fingers released a trace of writing power again, and that writing power penetrated into the writing star, and a flickering light burst out from it the next moment.

This scorched black stone became exquisite and translucent in a blink of an eye, emitting bursts of blue light.

The green glow rippling, but it didn't spread as violently as before. Instead, it slowly divided into a dozen strands, and fell into the bodies of Song Mu and the others like a stream of water.

When the green light entered his body, Song Mu immediately felt the surge of literary energy in his body.

And Song Mu didn't even need to do anything, the literary power in his body started to run as if he had found a switch, and in just a moment, he began to swim around Song Mu's body.

The method of operation taught in the "Wen Li" chapter is easily driven by this literary star at this moment.

Not long after, the green light began to direct a large amount of literary energy into Song Mu's body.

The huge amount of literary style is almost regarded as a poem with five talents.

Song Mu shook slightly, and immediately restrained his mind, carefully controlled the Wen Qi to enter the dantian, and then slowly transformed it into Wen Qi with the help of Qingmang.

In the blink of an eye, the time for a stick of incense passed, the old man on the altar had already collected his strength, but at this moment his eyes were on Song Mu who was still sitting cross-legged.

"A first-class scholar, very good."

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