Song Mu led the carriage all the way to the Zhuque Pass where the Great Wall hugs the mountain.
Looking at the majestic Great Wall Pass in front of him, Song Mu couldn't help feeling filled with emotion.
I remember that at that time I entered Chang'an full of longing, thinking about everything in the future. I never imagined that I would be leaving Chang'an like this now.
What is left behind is an indelible memory.
It's just that under the wind and rain, I can clearly see the reality and reality, it's a little less fanatical and a little more rare and deserted.
The carriage was stopped by a group of soldiers at the pass, but Song Mu saw that at the pass today, the soldiers were in bright armor and looked serious.
Seeing Song Mu's order to leave the customs, the soldiers all looked calm, and unexpectedly the burly captain came forward.
"Lieutenant Xu Wang of Zhuque Pass, together with one thousand three hundred and sixty-one soldiers of Zhuque Pass, is dedicated to practicing for the No. 1 Scholar!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding soldiers clenched their fists and beat their chests with solemn expressions.
Song Mu was stunned when he saw this scene, and he suddenly didn't know what it meant.
Xu Wang had already picked up the wine bowl and said in a deep voice.
"Justice lies in the hearts of the people. The number one scholar saved countless soldiers at the pass with great righteousness. We will never forget this kindness."
Song Mu was shocked, and his heart was also shaken at this moment.
It turned out that someone had remembered him. Looking at Xu Wang in front of him, Song Mu quickly handed over his hand, and this time he also accepted the wine bowl handed over by the soldier.
At that moment, both of them drank in one gulp, and Xu Wang once again handed over his hand to get out of the way, but this time there was a look of reluctance on his face.
"Waiting a minute, I would like to send you the number one scholar out of the customs."
"I believe that one day, the number one scholar will return and work with Your Majesty to clear away the turmoil in this world!"
Song Mu nodded solemnly and raised his hands to the surroundings. All the soldiers followed him closely. Drums were heard from the top of the city, and a war song suddenly came from the mouth of a soldier.
Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs of National Sorrow" slowly sounded, and all the soldiers stood at various places on the Baoshan Great Wall and sang along, watching Song Mu slowly step out of the Zhuque Pass.
Song Mu suddenly turned around and looked at the flags fluttering around him. At this moment, he felt relieved in his heart.
In this world, there are still people who still remember me, and that is enough.
In the carriage, Tao Fengming looked at this scene with little surprise in his eyes. He looked at Song Mu's back again, and this time there was a bit of relief on his old face.
"Jing Zhao, the people's hearts are still there, and we can still look forward to the future of literature and education."
Tao Fengming comforted Song Mu, and Song Mu nodded slightly and said softly.
"Master, no matter how much help I have or how little I can help, my disciple's determination to pursue the arts has never wavered."
With that said, Song Mu also got on the carriage and was driving slowly on the official road.
Facing the rising summer sun, the carriage headed east.
One day later, it was a hot day. Song Mu and Tao Fengming were enjoying the cool under a big tree. Looking at the green sky and earth in July, they talked more.
Tao Fengming told Song Mu many things that day, the most important of which was to tell Song Mu the real possibility of all this.
Maybe it’s not to bring notoriety to oneself, but there are definitely not only traces of barbarians in this.
Song Mu was convinced, but he had already thought about these things, so he was even more calm about the changes.
The breeze blows away, blowing away the lingering heat and bringing a sense of sleepiness. Few people pass by on the official road in this hot day, but at the corner of the mountain col, a man dressed as a scholar walks over at this moment.
Seeing Song Mu enjoying the cool air, he quickly came forward, smacked his lips and said.
"Brother, could you please ask me for a glass of water?"
Song Mu threw the gourd away casually, and the scholar took it and drank it with a happy expression on his face.
The scholar had an ordinary face. He wiped the sweat from his face, looked at Song Mu again, and then spoke.
"Where are you coming from, Your Excellency? Where are you going?"
Song Mu opened his eyes slightly, looked at the other party, and said softly.
"I'll probably go to the ends of the earth."
The scholar frowned in confusion and quickly spoke again.
"I think the young master is also a scholar. Why not seek fame and do something for this literary dynasty in the future?"
Song Mu did not speak, but the other party seemed to be very interested. He took two steps forward but was stopped by Song Mu.
"We, the scholars, should not take it to heart if we feel slightly uncomfortable. This world is so vast, where can we not use our fists?"
Song Mu nodded slightly and said with a sigh of relief.
"Yes, the world is so vast and full of opportunities."
When the scholar saw Song Mu's reply, his face was suddenly filled with a smile, and then he looked at Song Mu and said.
"Then what are your plans, Master?"
"I just want to ask you, how many carts of books have you read, and how much do you have to be taller?"
Song Mu looked at the other party and said, but the scholar looked hesitant at this moment. Tao Fengming coughed suddenly from the carriage. Song Mu was still drinking tea this time, then he opened his eyes and glanced at the scholar, hesitantly.
said.
"Your Excellency has read a lot of poetry and books, but have you ever heard of a proverb?"
The scholar was puzzled and looked like he was asking for advice humbly. Song Mu said with a smile.
"Non-my family, its heart must be different."
After the words fell, the scholar seemed to have a powerful force suddenly attached to him. This time he suddenly jumped away and landed on the side of the official road. Where he just sat down, a few words were printed on the ground.
It is these eight words.
Today's Song Mu, at the Jinshi level, is astonishingly powerful with his verbal and verbal swordsmanship.
The expression on the scholar's face had already become extremely serious. He looked at Song Mu again, turned his eyes slightly, and said with a smile.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
Song Mu stood up slowly and spoke calmly.
"As expected."
The scholar was stunned and asked in a deep voice.
"What do you say, Master?"
"You monsters are good at scheming, but you just missed one thing."
"Song is indeed frustrated now, but not enough to betray the human race."
After the words fell, a coercion suddenly emerged from Song Mu's body. A strong wind blew over him, and the scholar's figure disappeared. Immediately, among the trees on the other side, a huge lizard wearing a robe slowly appeared, with bulging eyes.
By Song Mu.
At this moment, the opponent showed his fangs and aura surged from his body. He was actually a demon king.
"Song Mu, Your Majesty, I have something to tell you. As long as you surrender, all the people in the far west will belong to you. It is not impossible for you to reach the pinnacle of culture and education in the future!"
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"What we want is just your poems and articles."
Song Mu's literary power surged slightly at this moment, but he sneered. He ignored the other party at the moment, but said in a deep voice to the distance on the other side.
"Whatever you are hiding over there, come out and sneak around, and wait until today, right?"
As he finished speaking, he saw a sudden surge of water in the distant stream, and then a black turtle slowly walked out, this time transforming into a short and fat figure.
On the other side of the mountain pass, a man in black robes walked out, surrounded by black energy.
When the three parties met like this, they all kept their distance this time and were somewhat afraid of each other.
Song Mu glanced at these three guys and felt like he was facing a formidable enemy at this moment.
The man in black robe is also a Jinshi, so he must be a member of the devil's path.
As for the short and fat monster, the aura on his body is obscure, maybe he is in the realm of a demon king.
"Song Mu, as long as you surrender to our Demon Kingdom in the East China Sea, your life will be safe!"
The other two parties showed fear on their faces and seemed to be very angry about this at the moment.
The demon king and the monster did not dare to speak, but stared at Song Mu again.
Song Mu looked at the three guys in front of him. Several pieces of paper fell around the carriage, but this time he said in a deep voice.
"What a good method. I think you also had some instructions for what happened in Chang'an, right?"
As Song Mu said this, his aura gradually increased.
The Demon Lord took a step forward unceremoniously and only spoke to Song Mu.
"Song Mu, now is the time for you to make a choice. The Dragon God has said that as long as you surrender to the Demon Kingdom of the East China Sea, you will be sent to become a great Confucian!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the party looked shocked, but only Song Mu lowered his eyes slightly. The Demon Lord wanted to speak again, but he heard Song Mu say.
"A great scholar who has attained enlightenment?"
"If Song was that kind of person, he wouldn't be able to write these articles."
Song Mu suddenly raised his head, and at this moment his sharp gaze swept across the three parties in front of him.
"Your condescending attitude is disgusting."
"Since I'm here today, I'll let you know who I am."
As Song Mu said this, raging flames flashed in his eyes.
"My heart has always been filled with overwhelming anger."
"You are my mortal enemies!"
After the words fell, there was no wind and waves at Song Mu's feet. Jinshi's coercion was violently pressed out, and his literary power became a tornado, spreading and rising!