Just when Fang Mingyuan, who had arrived late on the examination floor, was scanning the examination rooms in the examination hall, Song Mu's realm breakthrough had reached the most critical step.
This time, the red light carried a huge literary energy and rushed all the way to the place where Song Mu's heart was shackles, and its power was very fierce.
Scholars cultivate their literary power, and those who educate others cultivate their literary mind. Only when the literary mind is firm can one go further on the literary path.
Every realm of literature and art is a ladder to heaven for everyone, a solid and hard-to-break barrier.
There are too many literati in this world who have fallen on the road of literature and art. Countless Confucian scholars cannot become children in middle age, countless children who are half a century old cannot become scholars, and countless scholars cannot even become scholars even when they are old.
The ladder to heaven leads to high places, but the steps are dangerous peaks.
Song Mu's journey was extremely smooth, but he also understood that he must seize this opportunity.
Holding his breath and concentrating at this moment, Song Mu was immersed in his body, not knowing what was happening outside.
The red light has arrived in front of the heart, and at this moment, an invisible barrier is blocking the integration of various literary powers.
Song Mu tried to mobilize Wen Li to guide everything forward, but the next moment, a little pain slowly came.
Beads of sweat immediately appeared on Song Mu's forehead, but he understood what it was. This was a test that must be passed to break through the shackles. Breaking through it is the way to succeed!
With a rush of energy, Song Mu was also furious in his heart, and now he was pushing Hong Mang forward with all his strength.
The heartbeat rang loudly in his ears, and the blood vessels in his temples were swelling crazily. Song Mu gritted his teeth and tried his best.
Suddenly, like a flood breaking away the silt blocked in the channel, the power of text rumbled through all the heart veins, and the next moment they were integrated.
A numbness spread from his heart, and Song Mu couldn't help but let out a low sigh for a while. But at this moment, Song Mu saw a little light shining in his heart veins.
At the same time, the whirlpool of literary power that had been suspended for a long time completely entered Song Mu's body at this time.
The vast literary energy passed through the dantian in an instant, and then turned into strong literary power, flowing through the heart veins, flushing Song Mu's body crazily.
A warm feeling filled Song Mu's whole body in an instant. At this moment, Song Mu felt that the fatigue in his body had been swept away, and his whole body was full of strength.
It’s almost like being reincarnated!
Song Mu felt happy in his heart. At this moment, he felt that all his efforts were completely worth it. In the second year after coming to this world, he had already become a famous scholar!
In the examination room, Song Mu let out a deep breath, and there was already an invisible pressure dissipating around him.
Lifting people's literary power, condensing the sea of mind, gathering the light of the heart, the literary power has already surged like a river.
The coercion was shaken away unconsciously, and the students around him were even more furious, shocked to realize that someone had achieved the position of being a scholar!
Everyone was envious, and at this moment, Song Mu finally slowly woke up.
As everything returned to calm, the vision brought by Wenxing seemed to have changed. Outside the examination hall, many children had opened their eyes and looked towards the examination hall with some doubts.
Seeing this, a master also looked up, took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly.
"The vision has stopped. It seems that the scholar has become a scholar."
The children around him had already stood up and were looking around one by one. The other child was feeling his own changes. Suddenly, a purple figure fell from the examination building and stood in front of the north gate of the examination room.
Fang Mingyuan glanced at the children around him. When the literati, soldiers, and officers saw that it was Fang Mingyuan, they all bowed and saluted. When the common people saw that it was the governor who was coming, they also hurriedly bowed their heads to bow.
"Don't worship me."
"It is the one you should worship."
Fang Mingyuan said calmly, and a breeze swept by, making everyone stand upright.
Hanlin's majesty is great.
At that time, an old man came forward, it was the blessed old man, and asked from a distance.
"Lord Governor, could you tell us who the scholar was who wrote such visions?"
As he said this, the people around him all looked over, and some people also spoke in response.
"Yes, sir, please tell us which literati is the successor. I will build an immortal tablet for this benefactor and burn incense to worship him every day!"
There were many people nodding next to me, and they all looked very excited.
They have truly seen the changes in their children, and understand how precious all this is. If the scholar had not written the amazing article, and if he had not been in the provincial capital of Yuzhang today, how could he have received such grace.
Voices rang out all of a sudden, and Fang Mingyuan was shocked in his heart when he saw this scene.
Enlightenment and vision, Song Mu is now the benefactor and guest of the people of this city.
It is no exaggeration to say that Song Mu's influence in the future may be due to his own shortcomings.
That Song Mu was indeed worthy of being a descendant of the Wenwen Song family. Such great achievements were almost beyond the reach of others.
At this moment, Fang Mingyuan thought of Song Mu's past, thinking that last year he wrote a poem about his talent and provocation for the county school, and now he was able to write such an enlightening article.
Then what kind of shocking things can he do in the future?
Fang Mingyuan let out a long sigh and said to everyone.
"Fang is not hiding anything from fellow villagers. You may also know about this person. He is Song Mu of Jizhou Prefecture. Today's vision is what he did."
Fang Mingyuan's voice was not loud, but everyone around him heard it clearly, and it quickly spread. The first people to react were some students, all of whom looked angry at this moment.
"It turns out to be the head of the Song Dynasty!"
"Is it the Song head who has been published in "Tianwen Magazine" six times in a row?!"
"When he started to write such heroic poems, I knew he would be able to write a world-famous article!"
The expressions on each of the students' faces were filled with excitement. People around them gradually understood who Song Mu was. They also heard that he was only eighteen years old this year and had only become a scholar last year. Countless people exclaimed for a while.
The field shook, but a pressure came slowly.
Fang Mingyuan looked at the people around him and said softly again.
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! "Everyone, there are still students taking exams in the examination hall. Last night and today were noisy enough. I hope everyone will be kind and allow all the talented people to successfully enter the state of being a scholar."
As he said this, a village elder came out, nodded and spoke.
"That's right, folks, these are all talented people from our Jiangnan West Road. They will represent the reputation of our Jiangnan West Road in the future, and let them take the exams with peace of mind!"
The common people all nodded heavily, and even shut their mouths consciously. After these two days of visions, everyone already had an inexplicable sense of cohesion in their hearts.
They are extremely grateful to the literati there, and hope that these literati can go further.
Because it is their efforts that bring the joy and hope that people like them have today.
Lao Yutou took a long breath at this moment, turned to look at Lao Liantou next to him, and said slowly.
"Today and tomorrow, neither of our families will leave."
"We'll just wait until the exam starts at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and we'll thank our benefactor in person."
With that said, Lao Yutou immediately walked out, held his hands towards Fang Mingyuan from a distance, and said in a deep voice.
"I would also like to ask you to let your benefactor go out from the north gate tomorrow. I and my family will personally kowtow and thank you!"
"This is true for all of us!"
Many people next to him said, and everyone in the venue looked a little excited. Fang Mingyuan nodded, and immediately jumped into the air and returned to the examination building.
This announcement was the conclusion reached by everyone in Fang Mingyuan after discussion.
Such important things as opening up wisdom and visions cannot be concealed, and the article written by Song Mu must be very excellent. Covering it up will only increase troubles.
Instead of worrying about the so-called overt and covert conspiracies, it is better to build momentum for Song Mu.
He is already a Juren, and he is already one of the most powerful intellectuals in the world.
He must be able to handle all this.
He will be the new legend of Jiangnan West Road after passing the youth examination.