Song Mu was still mentally prepared for the "Three Character Classic" to gradually spread at an extremely fast speed.
I just didn’t expect that the speed of this spread was unprecedented and unprecedented.
Just on the day after the announcement was posted in Fu Xue, all major bookstores in Fucheng were sold out of the latest "Tianwen Magazine", making paper expensive in Luoyang.
Then the state government rushed to print more copies, but for a full week, literati everywhere were looking for the latest "Tianwenjian". Even the copywriter said that it was too much, and bluntly copied a eulogy article from one that he couldn't put down to one that he wanted to read.
vomit.
But the "Three Character Classic" is so practical that it can even be recited by any 35-6-year-old Mongolian child, and it is full of charm.
In order to speed up the promotion, the imperial court also required bookstores in various places to conduct a large amount of publicity. The storyteller in the teahouse had to apologize to everyone before telling the story, and then quickly recited the "Three Character Classic" with his mouth clacked.
For a time, the "Three Character Classic" was extremely popular and was being read everywhere, making many state officials very happy to see it.
There are only those scribes who cut off their hands for publicity, and storytellers who dry their throats and scold their mothers all the time.
At the same time, people all over the world are curious about who the "scholar" is who is the author of the Three Character Classic.
Many people have speculated about it. Some people say that it was created by the great Confucian scholars in the world, while others say that it was the result of the painstaking efforts of the editing team of "Tianwenjian".
There are even more miraculous ones, saying that this is a treasure that fell from the sky. Didn’t you see that it has written from Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to the present? That is praising the achievements of the Wen Dynasty.
These debates often occur in various schools, but after seeing this scene, Song Mu had to keep a lower profile and always think carefully about what he had done in the past to see if there were any omissions that would expose him.
Of course, this approach is just to remedy the situation. Perhaps the Qingtian Guards had already helped Song Mu clear away any future troubles.
"Have you heard? Now this "Three Character Classic" has been included in the national collection, but it has not been available for many years."
"I think if the current situation continues, it won't be long before this article will be included in the "Sihai Quanshu" and be supported by Wenxing."
"It's not as mysterious as you said. Do you have a single volume of the Three Character Classic? My little brother has a sharp hand and tore up the article I copied for him."
"You go find Kazumi, but he has been very annoyed these days, and I don't know if he is willing to help you."
During the break in the school, several scholars were gathering together to discuss the "Three Character Classic", while Kong Zong next to him was holding a few books and studying them.
Perhaps Song Mu really stimulated him this time. That day he promised to keep it a secret, and then began to write various books, saying that he would write something that would shock the past and the present.
When Song Mu saw this, he shook his head helplessly and let him do it. As long as he could keep the secret, of course he wouldn't lose his studies.
In the current situation, Song Mu can only let nature take its course. As for what might happen, this is not something Song Mu needs to consider now.
The only thing that deserves Song Mu's careful attention is that on the demon assassination list in the tabloid, a name called "Scholar" has risen rapidly and is now worth five hundred taels of gold. If he is captured alive, he will be given a drop of the blood of the demon saint.
Song Mu was stunned when he saw this situation. The demon was also extremely fast and actually put the author of the "Three Character Classic" on the list in such a short time.
However, this also shows from the side the coaxing effect brought by the "Three Character Classic". It is estimated that such a thing that benefits the human race will make those demons and barbarians very excited.
But in this way, I also have to be sure of it at all times, but cannot let this matter leak in any way.
At least until you have enough strength.
Song Mu was thinking this way. At this time, the bronze bell rang again, and a new class began. Song Mu and others also recovered their minds and devoted themselves to new learning again.
Song Mu had already made plans to head to the provincial capital after taking the exams in February and April.
But now we still have to lay the foundation for our homework.
The morning literature class is over and the afternoon martial arts class is coming soon.
The martial arts field was in full swing. Countless students had taken off their thick cotton-padded clothes and were training in the field wearing only single clothes.
Song Mu also took off his shirt, and started running with the others under Master Xiao's scolding.
Although Master Xiao is still ill, he has almost recovered, and his fiery temper has attracted the attention of the students in the field almost every time.
The training in the afternoon includes warm-up, releasing literary power, and shooting and fighting skills. In addition to these, there are also kendo and fighting courses, mostly in pairs.
"Cheer up, everyone. Only when the body's literary strength is exhausted can you see your shortcomings. Everyone slash the sword target two hundred times, and then practice!"
Master Xiao said loudly to everyone. Everyone who heard this looked a little depressed, but at this moment they could only grit their teeth and persist.
Without saying a word, Song Mu also started to swing the long sword that was more than one meter in his hand.
After the past few months of training, Song Mu has recovered very well. At least the muscles in his body are already a bit impressive. Coupled with his slender figure, he can really be regarded as an athlete.
Looking at the grass target in front of him, Song Muti slashed with his sword. The movements in his hand were very fast.
The crowd kept shouting and shouting, or it was Xiao Xiong yelling and scolding.
After the afternoon training, Song Mu finished his dinner and hurriedly looked at Tao Fengming's residence.
Tao Fengming still looks content and contented. Nowadays, the tasks given to him in the school are not too many. He has a lot of time to rest, or just read with a book, and then stretch out his fingers to write and draw on it.
Song Mu couldn't understand his situation, but he remembered that he seemed to have developed this habit after he wrote a book for himself.
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When Tao Fengming saw Song Mu sitting down in the courtyard, he immediately sat on the lounge chair at the door and said to Song Mu. Song Mu naturally nodded, then carefully took out the wat tablet from his pocket and started writing on it with a brush.
write.
"At dusk, the mountains are far away, the sky is cold and the white house is poor. I hear dogs barking at Chaimen, and I return home on a snowy night."
Soon, Liu Changqing's "The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow" appeared on the paper on the wat board. As Song Mu finished writing, the paper began to shatter and disappear, and the topaz ring on Song Mu's finger began to flash.
, the next moment an invisible ripple spread out in all directions.
The scene in the small courtyard in front of him began to fluctuate violently as if something had changed. After a while, the ground was covered with snow, and the roof was covered with a thick layer of frost and snow. Song Mu appeared at the foot of a winter snow mountain forest.
Gusts of cold wind blew, and the hanging snow on the nearby woods fell. Song Mu's exposed skin could even feel some biting coldness.
Song Mu continued to maintain this strange state while looking around. At this moment, under the mountain forest, a yellow dog was barking in front of the eaves. The dog bared its teeth and showed a fierce look in its eyes.
Song Mu looked at this scene and felt calm at the moment, but Tao Fengming's words could already be heard in his ears.
"Again."
As he said this, the strange scenery shattered like glass shards. Tao Fengming was still lying on the recliner, flipping through the books in his hands.
Song Mu looked over in astonishment, a little surprised as to what was wrong with him. Tao Fengming had already spoken over there.
"In an ordinary quiet forest, what will happen to a dog when it sees a person?"
Song Mu thought for a moment and said uncertainly.
"Can you bark?"
"It depends on what kind of person you are dealing with. The strong have their own momentum. Can any ordinary dog dare to bark?"
"It will only whimper and tuck its tail and run away!"