Chapter 268: Free blood ink ingots and dragon claws!
As the clerk's voice came slowly, the sound of music in the attic also stopped. The people in the pavilion also stopped their movements at this moment, and looked sideways at the north entrance of Prince Teng's Pavilion.
On the northern passage, several figures are coming this way.
Fang Mingyuan, wearing a red robe, walked at the front, and behind him were a group of officials from Jiangnan West Road.
The huge momentum immediately made everyone in the building stand in awe. At this moment, they were a little bit more audacious and did not dare to express themselves. They saw the high-spirited Fang Mingyuan slowly walking into the Tengwang Pavilion.
At this moment, the student raised his hand and bowed, and everyone followed suit, shouting loudly together.
"Welcome to the Governor!"
Song Mu also stood among them and bowed, and Fang Mingyuan's voice had already been heard.
"Haha, don't be so polite."
With that said, Fang Mingyuan had already stepped in. He cupped his hands at the door to the left and right, and then said loudly.
"Thank you all for attending this banquet. This is also a deer-crowing banquet held for our descendants in Jiangnan West Road. It is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Today, everyone should not be formal and relax a little more."
Fang Mingyuan's voice seemed to have a bit of humility, which instantly relieved the somewhat awkward atmosphere.
The sound of music sounded again, and the atmosphere in Prince Teng's Pavilion finally relaxed a little.
On the first floor, many people were stepping forward to join hands with Fang Mingyuan at this moment, with a bit of enthusiasm on their faces.
He Shilin, Wang Ye, Li Kaize and others who followed were also surrounded by these people, and they kept talking to each other.
Song Mu also walked towards Fang Mingyuan, but the distance was really far, and he couldn't squeeze in front for a while.
But at this time, Fang Mingyuan's voice came from among them.
"Don't be so anxious, everyone. By the way, where is Jiangnan West Road's Jieyuan this year? Why haven't you seen it?"
As he said this, those who made gestures paused for a moment. Many people looked towards Song Mu at this moment, and Song Mu's eyes happened to meet that of Fang Mingyuan at this moment.
Fang Mingyuan always had a smile on his face and was greeting Song Mu at this moment.
Everyone made way for Song Mu, and they looked at Song Mu with a bit of envy in their eyes.
In this provincial examination, there were very few actions that the governor could remember, and Song Mu had already enjoyed this honor alone.
Song Mu immediately walked to the front in the eyes of everyone and raised his hands to Fang Mingyuan in front of him.
"Meet the Governor."
Song Mu immediately handed over his hand, and Fang Mingyuan looked at Song Mu carefully, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Yes, you are worthy of being my Jieyuan of Jiangnan West Road!"
Fang Mingyuan met several other leaders on the first floor. After praising them one by one, he led everyone up to the attic.
The corridors of the pavilion of King Teng Pavilion were wide everywhere, and most of the people attending the meeting were assigned their positions. Song Mu and other officials were lucky enough to be able to climb to the top of the pavilion.
The governor has arrived, everyone has taken their seats, and the Lu Ming Banquet has begun.
Song Mu looked at the delicious food that was served slowly, and the fragrant aroma hit his nostrils, and he was a little more amazed at this moment.
Fang Mingyuan was not so restrained. After some encouragement with the students, the banquet officially started.
Grape wine luminous cup.
A grand deer roaring banquet slowly unfolded, and the music in the building was changed several times. At this moment, it made people feel such a gorgeous scene, and it made people's eyes full of flowers.
Song Mu, as Jie Yuan, naturally wanted to raise his cup after being encouraged by all the adults.
Respecting teachers, Song Mu's first cup was to be given to He Shilin.
At this moment, He Shilin was sitting upright, looking at Song Mu bringing up the cup. He was also smiling, but he also stood up. At this moment, he took the wine bottle and filled his cup with wine.
As soon as Song Mu walked to the front, He Shilin had already smiled and said.
"Song Mu, I said before that I wanted to offer you a glass of wine,"
"Students don't dare. Please let students toast first."
Song Mu said flattered, and at this moment he raised his glass again and again, and the two of them drank it while looking at each other, and He Shilin looked at Song Mu with a little more appreciation.
Song Mu came to Fang Mingyuan again with a wine glass in his hands, but saw that Fang Mingyuan was looking at him with a smile, and seemed to be doing nothing.
Song Mu didn't hesitate. He just filled himself up with wine, then gave a respectful toast, and drank one glass. Fang Mingyuan grabbed Song Mu, who was in a hurry to go through the process, and said.
"Don't be anxious about Xie Yuan. Have you forgotten that I once said that I would give you something when the time comes?"
Song Mu was dumbfounded and looked at the other party with some confusion at this moment, but saw Fang Mingyuan taking something out of his arms.
It was a long box. As soon as I took it out, I suddenly felt a different kind of breath coming from it.
This aura was able to arouse the cultural atmosphere of heaven and earth, and immediately made everyone in the venue more interested.
Fang Mingyuan had already opened the box, and what appeared in front of Song Mu was a piece of dark brown ink. However, there was no ink fragrance coming from it, but a slight smell of blood slowly came from it.
And that smell spread to everywhere in an instant, and the students who were also sitting on the top floor were raising their heads to come and go.
"This is a dragon blood ink ingot, Song Mu. I will give this to you today."
"Dragon blood ink ingot!"
Suddenly some students in the field exclaimed, and those who knew what this thing was all had a bit of surprise on their faces.
Song Mu also suddenly widened his eyes. Although he was no longer surprised at the existence of dragons in the world, every dragon was transformed into a long snake, and they were all famous vicious creatures in the demon world.
And many cultural treasures made of monsters can better carry the power of poetry, and even the best cultural treasures can double the power of poetry!
Fang Mingyuan actually obtained the dragon's blood and made such ink ingots!
"This dragon's blood was taken from the Ganjiang Demon Lord, but I spent some time making it into ink ingots, and I will give it to you now!"
Fang Mingyuan seemed to be happy to see Song Mu's surprised expression. At this moment, he said with a smile, but his eyes suddenly became firm.
"Song Mu, this is what you deserve for your eight-nine poems that you wrote before. What you did in the provincial examination blessed the people of Yuzhang. Today, I will give you something else on behalf of the people of the city."
Saying this, Fang Mingyuan turned one of his palms again, and what appeared on it was a hook as long as a forearm.
It's just that the gray-white curved hook has a kind of jade luster, and it doesn't look like a vulgar object.
The literati in the field stretched their necks to look at it, a little confused, but Li Kaize next to him saw this thing clearly at this moment, and his expression suddenly became more excited.
"Dragon Claw?"
"Dragon Claw?!"
The literati who heard this in the scene stood up one after another. They all looked with a bit of excitement at this moment. They were extremely horrified when they saw what Fang Mingyuan was holding.
"Could it be said that the Governor even chopped off a dragon's claw of that Demon Lord?!"
Some people lamented, but others nodded.
"It must be so. The Governor has been in the Hanlin realm for a long time, and his strength has already been unfathomable. But I didn't expect that this opportunity would be given to Song Mu in the end!"
"I'm jealous of you!"
Everyone was extremely surprised. At this moment, Song Mu was also a bit serious and astonished, looking at Fang Mingyuan.
"Song Mu, do you know that it took many years for Jiangnan West Road to produce a talented man like you?"
Fang Mingyuan spoke at this moment, with endless love and appreciation in his eyes.
"The Shiyang Song family is really lucky to have a talented Qilin like you born again!"
"I still hope that in the future, I will do my best for the safety of my human race!"