Early the next morning, Song Mu was drinking tea at Yan Fu's house.
There is no banquet arranged after the examination results are released. Everything has to wait until the end of the palace examination, and then there will naturally be a palace banquet.
So these days, although the city is still abuzz with celebrations, there is also a sense of tension.
In a few days, there will be the palace examination. Although it is difficult to improve even if you sharpen your skills temporarily, many people also think about how to do better in this palace examination, or find ways to read some books so that they can have more experience in strategy theory and answer questions.
Of course, there are also many tributes running around the city at the moment. They feel that they can't learn much in the past few days, so they are also busy thanking their masters and sending letters to see them.
In the Wen Dynasty, there were not as rigid rules as in later generations. Here you can pay your respects to your master, or even make acquaintances with Chang'an officials from the same hometown.
After all, after the examination, these students are already at the same level as Jinshi, and their status and class are enough.
Song Mu was also taught by Tao Fengming this time and took advantage of this rare holiday to pay a visit.
Song Mu was the first to bear the brunt and chose Lord Yan Fu.
In any case, this gentleman is the examiner of the general examination, and he has met me a few times, and he also admires me very much. He is kind and reasonable, and it is not an exaggeration for Song Mu to come to visit him first.
"Haha, Jingzhao, I don't understand what you are talking about. It seems that your poetic attainments were gained by being there."
"It turns out that when I saw your poem, I felt that it was the most refreshing among the thousands of poems, so I wrote down my comments."
In Yan's house, Yan Fu was putting down the tea bowl in his hand. He looked at Song Mu next to him and laughed twice.
He had just heard from Song Mu how Song Mu created those shocking poems, which was very impressive. He also felt that Song Mu had such an understanding that he was truly gifted.
This kind of experience is no longer comparable to that of ordinary students.
In this way, Yan Fu took a higher look at Song Mu and felt that Song Mu's ability to write such articles was inseparable from his tenacity of mind and persistence in knowledge.
It can be regarded as a combination of talent and hard work to achieve such results.
Song Mu was also quite relaxed. The bachelor who presided over the compilation of Tianwen Magazine was very approachable, and communicating with him gave him a feeling of spring breeze.
At this time, Yan Fu got excited again and said with a smile.
"Over the years that I have been running Tianwen Magazine, I have seen countless articles and poems. If anything can compete with your previous poems, it is your song "Song of Righteousness". If there are others,
I think only the Three Character Classic written by the previous scholar can compare with it."
Song Mu was slightly startled when he heard the name. Yan Fu also noticed this and asked with a smile.
"Why, what I said is different?"
Song Mu smiled quickly and asked immediately.
"Wan Sheng just doesn't understand why the adults would say that?"
Yan Fu thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"The articles in the "Three Character Classic" are actually only quite satisfactory, but articles like this have long-term utilitarianism and are of great benefit to our literary dynasty."
"That person can have such far-sightedness, I think it is extraordinary for ordinary people. It's just troublesome that I don't know who he is, otherwise he will definitely be a figure who will leave his name throughout the ages."
Song Mu also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. It turned out that even Yan Fu didn't know the inside story of the "Three Character Classic". It seemed that the confidentiality of this matter was very good.
The two chatted for a few more words, and Song Mu was about to stand up and leave, but before leaving, he remembered something again and looked at Yan Fu.
"I wonder if Jingzhao has anything else to tell me?"
Yan Fu immediately asked with a smile, Song Mu quickly raised his hands and spoke.
"Wansheng is being reckless. Wansheng really wants to ask for advice on something."
"This time I am planning to visit Prime Minister Feng and Tan, but I am late, but I don't know where to go first."
After hearing this, Yan Fu suddenly realized, but he still just smiled and said to Song Mu.
"You don't need to think about such things now. These two adults are not narrow-minded people."
Soon Yan Fu also noticed some of Song Mu's concerns and added another sentence.
"But Jing Zhao, I remember that your previous work "Night Nostalgia" was also appreciated by the left prime minister, right?"
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood what the other party meant.
The Prime Minister Zuo once greatly appreciated his poems in "Tian Wen Jian". It was such a kindness that he paid a visit first, but there was nothing wrong with him.
Song Mu said goodbye to Yan Fu gratefully and walked towards Zuo Xiang's residence.
Today is a holiday, so I think the Prime Minister will be at home too.
Song Mu walked all the way to Zuo Xiang's official residence, only to see many people waiting at the door. Many of them were dressed as students. They seemed to be handing out name cards this time, but there was no one among the concierges.
Half understand.
Seeing this situation, Song Mu thought that it might be difficult for him to meet Feng Xiang, but his hesitation just now was somewhat ridiculous.
However, Song Mu still moved forward calmly. No matter what, he would hand over the post first.
"Brother, could you please tell me that my uncle and Prime Minister Feng also had a childhood relationship in the past."
A middle-aged man handed over the name card with a smile on his face. His hand shook again, and a bag of silver fell into it.
The concierge didn't even look at it. He just smiled and accepted the post without moving.
The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw this situation. He was a little overwhelmed at the moment. In the end, he could only sigh and leave, but he was stopped by the concierge.
"Hey, sir, please walk slowly."
Saying this, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head in surprise, only to see the concierge throw a bag over, and then said calmly.
"Don't forget to take the things you dropped."
The middle-aged man looked at the bag of silver in his hand and looked embarrassed at the moment. He nodded hurriedly and left.
When the people around him saw this, they looked at each other in confusion, touched the money in their pockets, and couldn't figure out the temperament of this concierge for a while.
Song Mu was already standing in the queue properly, but at this time, a student in front recognized Song Mu. He came over with great surprise and raised his hand towards Song Mu.
"Song Huiyuan, I didn't expect to see you here. Are you also here to pay homage to Prime Minister Feng?"
With these shocking words, everyone around him looked over. Many people also recognized that Song Mu was the Huiyuan who had stirred up Chang'an in the past two days. At this moment, they also came over to offer their hands. The team was a little confused for a while.
Song Mu was also very embarrassed, but he just wanted everyone to calm down.
However, this kind of movement immediately attracted the concierge to look over. Now that he knew it was Song Mu, his attitude suddenly changed.
"It turns out to be Song Huiyuan. My master has asked several times if I have a greeting card from you. Please come here."
Song Mu was also stunned by the sudden change in the concierge's attitude, and the people around him also cast surprised glances.
Prime Minister Feng actually asked Song Mu many times whether he would come to deliver the letter? It seems that Prime Minister Feng really hoped that Song Huiyuan would come to visit?
This made many people look surprised, watching Song Mu step into Feng's house.
Song Mu followed the servants in Feng's house and went inside. He then passed through two doors and arrived in front of a lobby.
I saw a kind-hearted old man sitting in the lobby, talking to a few people around him.
Several people were wearing red robes, and they were obviously officials of the Wen Dynasty. After hearing the servant's report, everyone turned to look at them.
Song Mu stepped into it wearing a tribute student uniform and bowed towards it at this moment.