At the beginning of the worship ceremony, Song Mu stood up and kowtowed, and stood solemnly beside the altar. The sound of the drums was still vibrating. The priest threw all the sacrifices into the cauldron, and the sacrifice ended.
After completing all this, it was the talent selection ceremony, the selection of scholars from all directions, and the final step for everyone to enter the power class of the Wen Dynasty.
When the drums stopped playing, Li Ao stood up on the high platform. He glanced in all directions and spoke in a deep voice.
"Dear students, today is the day when the results of the Wen Dynasty Palace Examination are released, and it is also the day of our Wen Dynasty's Talent Selection Ceremony."
"I am very happy to see that our literary dynasty has been established with a broad cultural heritage and that our country is stable for thousands of miles. I hope that all of you, dear friends, will remember today's ambitions in the future, so that our literary dynasty can prosper and show the character of our literary people!"
After the words fell, everyone in the venue bowed to thank him, but Li Ao seemed to have some unfinished thoughts. At this moment, his eyes swept across the crowd again and spoke again.
"Today's talent selection ceremony is your choice. I only hope that all my dear friends will think carefully and listen to their hearts. What do you need and wish for?"
Li Ao said this, and all the students who heard this looked a little surprised at the moment. Even the officials and the disciples of the Shizong were rarely surprised.
In previous talent selection ceremonies, although Li Ao had to encourage others, he never said such words.
Listening to it this time, I feel that His Majesty seems to be a bit instigating?
Song Mu also looked up when he heard these words, but saw Li Ao on the high platform looking at him when he said these words. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be flowing on him.
From this point of view, these words are meant for myself?
This thought popped into Song Mu's mind, but he was relieved immediately.
Li Ao may be worried that he will join the Poetry Sect to seek a higher realm, but he has already made up his mind.
After Li Ao finished speaking, a ceremony officer immediately came forward, and a large seal fell on the tribute table in the square.
That was the mountain and river seal worn by officials of the Wen Dynasty, and it was the representative of the officials of the Wen Dynasty.
And as the big seal fell, several people from the Poetry Sect also took a step forward. Then they shook their hands, and streams of light fell accurately on the table.
That's a badge of poetry.
When the time comes, the students step forward to make a decision. Whatever they choose, they will express their wishes.
It's just a talent selection ceremony. It's not a simple matter of taking sides, but a two-way choice.
Many students can freely choose to join the imperial court or the Poetry Sect, but after making the choice, whether they can join the Poetry Sect depends on the approval of the Poetry Sect.
If he is denied, at that time, although he can return to serve in the court, he will only be able to serve as an edict for the rest of his life, and there will be no possibility of promotion to any official position.
These rules are also the default rules, so for students, they need to be cautious when making choices.
After the etiquette officer read out the procedures of the talent selection ceremony, he also left time for everyone to think.
The students in the square were thinking carefully, and many people were still talking about it.
Seeing this situation, Song Mu was calm, and he was about to step forward to make his choice, but a figure flashed out next to him.
It's none other than Li Chi.
Li Chi cupped his hands towards Song Mu and said with a smile.
"No. 1 pick? But I don't know what your plan is now?"
As he said this, he looked at Xiao Renlin standing next to him and said with a smile.
"I think Brother Xiao also wants to join the Poetry Sect. After all, if you join the Poetry Sect, you will be assisted by a semi-sage and a great Confucian, and you will be able to advance further in the arts. I wonder how the Number One Scholar will choose?"
Song Mu looked to the side. Xiao Renlin looked serious at the moment, frowning slightly, but did not say anything, and just stared at Song Mu.
Obviously he wanted to see Song Mu's decision first.
Song Mu pursed his lips and was about to express what he was thinking. However, he didn't expect that Li Chi had already spoken on his own.
"I think the number one scholar must also be thinking about joining the Li Du Shi Sect, right?"
Li Chi said confidently, his expression very determined, but there was a flicker in his eyes.
"With a talent as high as the number one scholar, and having written such poems, it is more than enough to join the Li and Du poetry sect."
As he said this, Li Chi's face suddenly became a little enlightened, and this time he raised his hands and said.
"It's just that in this case, Zhuangyuanlang has to think a lot. The poem 'Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and it's no longer new now' has been spread for a long time, but I don't know how Li Du's poems will be chosen?"
As Li Chi said this, he seemed to have seen Song Mu's slightly troubled expression.
In his opinion, it is very likely that a talented person like Song Mu would enter the Poetry Sect. It just depends on how he chooses.
And when he said this, he actually just wanted to encourage him. Li Chi didn't care about looking down on Song Mu, he was just happy to see Song Mu's troubled expression.
Of course, deep down in his heart, Li Chi still didn't want to join the same poetry sect with him.
Otherwise, if you are pressed down by others, you will feel just like now, very uncomfortable.
But after Song Mu heard Li Chi's words, his expression became even more relaxed, and he raised his hands towards Li Chi and said.
"When Brother Li said this, Song knew exactly what to do."
Li Chi looked stunned, could he have encouraged Song Mu so easily?
And Song Mu has already moved forward.
Song Mu's actions immediately attracted the attention of other people in the room, and someone immediately spoke.
"Look, the top pick has to make a choice first."
As he said this, many people looked over. Even those from the Poetry Sect turned their heads and stared at him one by one, with curious expressions on their faces.
And they saw Song Mu stepping forward and reaching the middle of the altar, looking down at the things placed in front of him.
Li Chi couldn't help but step forward, wanting to see what Song Mu would choose, but at this moment another figure appeared next to him, looking at Li Chi with a smile.
"Brother Li, why are you like this? Brother Song is not that easily instigated."
Li Chi paused and looked at Tan Weiyi, who narrowed his expression and smiled.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I don't know what kind of person Brother Song is and what ambitions he has in his heart, but Tan can tell a few things from his articles and poems."
"His ambition is not to become a poet."
Li Chi and Xiao Renlin looked up at each other. Li Chi was a little confused and said.
"Brother Tan, why did you say this?"
Together with Tan Wei.
"Just like what Brother Li said about the poem to promote Wen, please take a look at it. Brother Song, in the future, was a capable minister of our Wen Dynasty at that time."
Li Chi pursed his lips and looked at Song Mu.
At this moment, Song Mu finally made his choice.
After Song Mu finished looking around, he cupped his hands towards the surroundings, and then pointed directly at the mountain and river seal.
The etiquette officer immediately records and announces the result.
Seeing this situation, many people from the Poetry Sect also looked confused and were a little surprised.
Li Chi frowned when he saw this situation, and was a little confused, while Tan Weiyi next to him had already said with a smile.
"It seems that Tan guessed it right."
Tan Wei said with a smile, but Li Chi looked at him and sighed slightly.
"It's Li who was overly concerned. Brother Song, he was originally focused on government affairs. I thought he would do more great things in Shi Zong."
Tan Weiyi shook his head, looked at Li Chi and said.
"Brother Li is still wrong. My father once told me that this Song Muqie is not someone who is ambitious about government affairs?"
Xiao Renlin next to him also looked over, and Tan Wei looked at the two of them and said.
"You two, please don't forget that the great scholar Song Wenrong, the ancestor of Song Mu, almost became the Poetry Sect."
Li Chi suddenly realized this time. He looked up at the other party and said in surprise.
"Your Excellency means..."
"Song Mu..."
Tan Wei just smiled and said goodbye immediately.
But there was a burst of surprise in that scene, causing Li Chi and others to turn their heads and look.
I saw two figures landing next to the tribute table on the square.
It was Li Zhengwen and Du Feiying who seemed to be talking to Song Mu this time.
The descendants of the two great poetry sects came forward to talk like this, which attracted everyone's attention.
Could it be that this poet is still reluctant to give up?
Li Chi was stunned for a moment, while Xiao Renlin next to him smiled and held hands with him, saying in a deep voice.
"In this way, I now know how to choose."
Li Chi looked forward and let out a deep breath.
It turns out that the difference between me and him is not just about talent.