Song Mu walked on the mountain road, followed by thousands of people and students.
Surrounded by everyone, Song Mu finally arrived in front of Xuanyuan Academy.
Today's Xuanyuan Academy has been expanded, but the mountain gate is not as grand as it is. On the contrary, from here, you can vaguely see the scene in the academy, a huge square, several long dragon-style school buildings, and winding corridors.
There are pavilions and terraces in the middle, and the library in the depths of the academy is shining brightly in the sunlight, and the plaque written on it also has a faint golden light.
In front of the mountain gate, the words "Articles carry the Tao and virtues carry the things" written on a huge stone are very eye-catching, giving people a sense of solemnity and solemnity unconsciously.
Just seeing Xuanyuan Academy again, Song Mu suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. He took a deep breath and moved forward.
At this moment, the mountain roads around the academy were crowded with people, and they were all watching Song Mu walk to the mountain gate of the academy.
In front of the mountain gate, Li Dong was already waiting with all the teachers from the academy. There were also many academy disciples wearing uniforms standing around, all of them looking respectful.
"We sincerely welcome Master Song back to the academy."
For a moment, everyone cupped their hands and said, Song Mu also nodded slightly and cupped his hands, and then at Li Dong's signal, he stepped into the academy.
Li Dong walked beside Song Mu and whispered to Song Mu.
"Master, the arrangements have been made now, but there may be too many people here."
As Li Dong said this, he looked at the students and people who were following him with slightly frowning eyes. He felt a little troubled for a moment, while Song Mu spoke to him calmly.
"It doesn't matter. Today's event is important after all. Everyone in the world has always wanted to witness it. Please open the mountain door to welcome it so that everyone can witness it."
After hearing this, Li Dong nodded solemnly and went to make arrangements, while Song Mu, Qin Gang and others continued to walk forward.
Today, Qin Gang has also changed into a bright red robe, with his crown and hair neatly trimmed. At this moment, he stood up and twirled his beard and walked beside Song Mu. His eyes met Song Mu's and he spoke.
"Jing Zhao, the situation this time is different from the past. These old guys coming here are not so easy to solve."
"Master, Mr. Song understands that today is a debate among hundreds of schools, and there will be constant arguments during it. When the time comes, I will ask Master to say a few words and smooth things over for me."
Qin Gang just stroked his beard, smiled, nodded and said.
"I am now teaching at Xuanyuan Academy. If I am lucky enough to participate in such a debate, I will naturally not let go of such an opportunity."
"But today we are able to gather scholars from all over the world to come here. What they value is actually your talent and learning."
After saying that, Qin Gang also looked at Song Mu, with a bit of hope in his eyes.
"Jingzhao, let's see you quarrel with the scholars today, and your name will go down in history in the future."
Song Mu just smiled and held up his hands, but the next moment he looked at the martial arts arena that had arrived in front of him, Song Mu also calmed down the expression on his face and strode forward with his head held high.
At this moment, many shelves have been erected around the extremely spacious martial arts field, and there are also many students standing on the square, and they are even crowded for a while.
When these people saw Song Mu's arrival, they turned around one after another. Many people were already saluting Song Mu with excited expressions.
Song Mu also handed over to everyone and continued to go in steadily.
Walking into it, Song Mu also clearly saw the freshness in it, and his steps paused slightly.
I saw that in the center of the square, in this area that was already covered with mats, there were already many people sitting there. Many of them were old men with immortal demeanor, sitting cross-legged contentedly. When Song Mu arrived, it was just a matter of time.
Opening his eyes slightly, some people even turned a deaf ear to him and were not even willing to give him his hand.
Beside them, there were many literati students sitting in neat rows. These people were wearing the same robes, and they were all very impressive. They could be recognized at a glance as being from this school, and they looked particularly special in this place.
of vividness.
Song Mu glanced at these people and knew that today's academic debate was about arguing with these people.
But besides these people, Song Mu also saw some different figures.
These people were literati from the Shi Zong, as well as many children from aristocratic families. Song Mu saw a few familiar faces among them, and was stunned at the moment.
Song Mu did not invite these people for this debate.
However, Song Mu soon felt relieved. This kind of debate had already shocked the Wen Dynasty, and these disciples of poetry and aristocratic families who had always been exploring literary ways would not miss it.
Song Mu immediately bowed his hands slightly towards these people, and then stepped into the place.
There was a buzz of people around for a while, but when Song Mu stood still and looked around, the voices of these people fell down one after another, and then pairs of eyes looked at Song Mu.
Song Mu looked around, looked calm, raised his hands and spoke loudly.
"Thank you for coming to our Xuanyuan Academy today and participating in this academic debate. Song is very grateful."
"Today's grand gathering of Xuanyuan Academy is because Mr. Song has heard many times over the years that conflicts between schools in the world have continued, and even recently, there were bloody disputes. It is really heartbreaking."
"Song Mu was obsessed with practicing, but he ignored this matter. However, Song Mu never looked to his ancestors to dedicate himself to our Wen Dynasty and find the path to perfection for our human race. So today, Song Mu is determined to do this."
Do something."
While Song Mu was speaking, everyone around him was listening attentively. Only those people from the school had either calm or disdainful eyes, but they did not interrupt Song Mu's words indiscriminately.
"For this reason, Song Mu thought of many ways to try to resolve the dispute, but in the end he was still biased and could not be considered right. Therefore, after thinking about it, Song Mu felt that the best thing to do was to resolve the dispute with all the people.
The school held a literary meeting together to discuss the literary affairs of this school, and to resolve the heresies, find common ground and move forward together, so as to help our literary dynasty prosper."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As soon as these words came out, the people of those schools looked at each other. The words "seeking common ground and advancing together" made their eyes light up. They also understood the debate this time.
, what exactly will happen.
At that moment, Song Mu also raised his hands to the surrounding people, asking representatives of these schools to stand up and speak, introducing the origins of this school and the knowledge it followed.
Immediately, someone stood up, and many of these people were celebrities from the Wen Dynasty and well-known scholars. Such words naturally caused a shock in the audience. Song Mu also took this opportunity to get to know these heroes.
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The first people to speak were the descendants of Confucius and the Confucian Literary School of Yanshenggong in the Hanlin realm. As a bloodline of saints, they followed Confucianism and Taoism and were the purest sages. They advocated respecting Confucius and Mencius and required their disciples to explore and develop the ancient books of the sages.
, very prestigious in the northern part of the Wen Dynasty.
Then there are many schools from various regions of the Wen Dynasty, all of which have made great achievements, such as the Poetry School in Zhongzhou, the Scenery School in Bashu... They are all gathered here today, and we can see the prosperity of this Wen Dynasty school.
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Among them, Song Mu also saw the retro sect from Lin'an Prefecture. The representative of this sect was an old man named Qian, named Qian Jun. Although he was a Jinshi, he had written countless books and created many works for decades.
The retro style has become extremely prosperous because of this.
Qian Jun's words were gentle and profound, and he could quote the words of a saint in just three sentences. However, his eyes were a little sharp. When he glanced at Song Mu and the students from the practical school, his face was a bit unhappy.
Even a little gloomy.
After these remarks, there was a lot of discussion in the room. The remarks of many schools of thought also opened the eyes of the students.
Seeing that all the schools had been introduced, Song Mu also took over the topic, and now he respectfully raised his hands to everyone and said.
"Sure enough, the literary style of our literary school flourished, and it is quite emotional to hear it now. I think today's debate about this school must be exciting."
As he said this, someone suddenly spoke.
"Master Song, we have all talked about the various schools of thought, but we don't know what the situation is like with Master Song's practical school?"
After the words fell, everyone immediately turned their heads to look.