Early on the next morning, Song Mu took the post he had written and set out alone for the academic residence.
Song Mu had his own considerations in doing this. Now that he had just arrived in the provincial capital, something like this happened immediately. Various posts kept coming, which really made it difficult for Song Mu to handle.
Instead of sorting out the connections and connections, it would be better to cut through the mess quickly.
It can be said that it is logical for me to visit the teachers of the students in this province first. This will not only offset some people's doubts, but also save them from having to make a fuss about it. It can also use some excuses to resist some posts.
Speaking of all the things that happened on this day, Song Mu really missed the scene when he and Tao Fengming were traveling in the mountains and fields. They didn't need to think so much about the world, and could only enjoy the scenery and discuss knowledge.
But humans are social animals after all, and daily communication is naturally indispensable. Especially in ancient times where ethics and ethics were highly valued, red tape also gave Song Muduo a headache.
Song Mu hurried all the way to the academic residence on the east side of the city. Before he reached the door, he saw some scholars gathered in front of the door. They seemed to be talking to a butler-looking person at the door.
The name of the academician of Jiangnan West Road was He Shilin. I heard that he was a descendant of He Zhizhang. He also had an official position in the second rank. However, he was tired of the court affairs and got older. Then he found a position as an academician and came to Jiangnan.
The West teaches students.
Song Mu also heard Tao Fengming say some of these things in the past few days. Although He Shilin was a highly educated scholar, he was extremely harsh and could be said to be an old man with a very weird temper.
He does not judge people by their talents, but he likes to judge them by their virtues. At the same time, he also follows a set of ethical rules.
It can be said that he is an old-fashioned guy, and he may not be easy to get along with.
Song Mu didn't think as much as Tao Fengming thought. He just wanted to do something to save face, to find an excuse for himself, and to officially show his identity.
Generally, when students from a prefecture come to the provincial capital to take exams, they are usually visited by the prefectural superintendent. However, there is still some time before the exam, and most students from various prefectures have not arrived yet, so only sporadic students come to submit their papers.
Song Mu immediately walked over and saw several students talking to a grey-haired old man wearing linen clothes.
"Old housekeeper, please let me know. I, Xu Yuncai, really admire your master's knowledge. I heard that you don't easily see guests, so I wrote a whole collection of poems, so I wanted to come and pay you a visit."
The old butler looked up at Xu Yuncai, then snorted and shook off the sleeve that the other man was tugging at.
"Mr. Xu, since you have nothing serious to do, don't come here to cause trouble."
Xu Yuncai frowned when he saw this, and then he seemed to have made up his mind. He walked forward and took out a book from his arms.
"Old housekeeper, I heard that you are also knowledgeable and knowledgeable. I just found a book about the early Tang Dynasty..."
"Mr. Xu, please don't beat around the bush and try to get close to me. Even if you have a good collection of books, your poems are really unsightly. Do you think you are so old that you will faint from reading them again?"
The housekeeper said with wide eyes. Xu Yuncai immediately shrank his neck, but his face looked harmless.
The other students who came to submit the post also looked at each other in shock, and those who knew the inside story even came up to offer some words of comfort.
Song Mu couldn't help laughing when he saw this situation, and he was even a little surprised.
This provincial capital is really full of geniuses. This young man in his twenties before him once made the academic political leader faint?
It seems that the butler is probably in a hurry, no wonder he doesn't have a good face to show him.
Xu Yuncai didn't feel ashamed at all, and he still shamelessly approached. The old housekeeper took the trouble and could only turn around and speak to everyone.
"You didn't come here to talk about anything important. Just leave quickly so that you don't stand here and make people annoyed."
The others looked blank, and at the moment they thought it was a fire at the city gate that had affected the fish in the pond.
When Song Mu saw this, he pursed his lips, then walked forward and saluted the housekeeper respectfully.
"Song Mu, a late student, came to visit Master Xuezheng today."
Song Mu said softly, and at the same time took out a post from his sleeve, and handed it over with both hands straight. The other party frowned and looked at Song Mu, then reached out to take it without opening it, but just asked.
"Why did you come to see Mr. Academic Affairs?"
As he said this, he suddenly saw Song Mu turning around and walking towards the back, and was stunned at the moment.
Song Mu stopped when he heard the question, and then he just raised his hands and simply replied.
"The late student is just here to submit the post, there is nothing wrong with him."
Hearing Song Mu say this, the other party's face was obviously stunned. Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw that Song Mu had already walked away.
That gesture makes it seem like I don't want to wait here at all.
This immediately made the other party look at him with admiration, and several students next to him also saw it at this moment. Xu Yuncai, who had just been rejected, was speechless when he saw Song Mu leaving.
Seeing that the housekeeper was drinking tea in silence at this moment, Xu Yuncai suddenly blinked his eyes, and then immediately walked towards Song Mu.
"Your Excellency, please wait a moment."
Song Mu was planning to take a good look around the Yuzhang Mansion immediately, when he heard the voice behind him and stopped. When he saw the gentle-faced man approaching him, he had a bit of confusion on his face.
"My Excellency Xu Yuncai, a native of Yuzhang, I am honored to meet you."
The other party immediately raised his hand to Song Mu, and Song Mu also raised his hand and gave his name.
When he heard Song Mu say this again, the other party's eyes suddenly lit up, and he spoke with some surprise.
"Song Mu, you are the Song Mu who wrote poems in "Tianwenjian" for six consecutive months?!"
Song Mu was used to seeing this kind of expression, and he just nodded calmly. The defeat on the other person's face was completely wiped away, and he looked at Song Mu quite excitedly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I didn't expect that you are Song Mu. It seems that you are really in your prime and a talented person."
Song Mu listened to the other party's words and just bowed his hands modestly. However, Xu Yuncai grabbed Song Mu and took out a booklet from his arms.
"I wonder if my brother can move here. I have admired your literary talents for a long time. Could you please take a look at your poems?"
Song Mu raised his eyebrows when he heard what the other party said, but he also rejected it.
But this guy didn't mind and immediately stuck with me.
"Brother, don't mind. I am still the young master of Yingxuefang, but after all, I have stayed in this city for a lifetime. If brother is willing, from now on, I can read any book in Yingxuefang that I want."
"Brother Xu, I'm so sorry. I have something important to do today, and I'm sorry for offending you."
Although Song Mu repeatedly refused, Xu Yuncai came forward with a shy face. Song Mu had never seen such a shameless person.
"Brother Song, don't worry. I've already introduced myself to my family. Everyone around here recognizes me. I'll take you around today, or you can go to my Yingxue Fang for tea."
"I just hope that Brother Song will appreciate and comment on my poems. Thank you very much."
Song Mu couldn't resist the other party, and felt that this person was not bad in character, so he immediately took the other party's poetry album and opened it.
A five-character quatrain leaps onto the page.
"Ode to Wild Geese"
"Goose, goose, goose, spread its wings and soar into the night sky."
"The gray fur rows the floating clouds, and the white top breaks the breeze."
Song Mu almost touched his forehead. This imitation of King Luo Bin's "Ode to the Goose" was not even the slightest bit crude. And when he flipped through it, it was all imitations of famous poems. Every single one of them was unsightly...
I seem to understand why Master Xuezheng fainted from anger...
"Brother Song, how are you?"
Xu Yuncai approached him enthusiastically and asked. The expression on Song Mu's face changed again and again. In the end, he could only hand the poem book back to him and said with a forced smile.
"Brother, ordinary people may not be able to appreciate this poem."
"Really? So I still have some accomplishments."
Xu Yuncai said this, but he seemed to have no idea what Song Mu meant, and he actually said this at the moment.
Song Mu didn't say anything. He just took a brief tour of the city accompanied by the other party. Song Mu found that he was quite talkative and seemed to have some knowledge of the things around him.
Maybe he just doesn't have any poetry skills, but the rest is pretty good.
It was rare for Song Mu to have such a free tour guide to help explain. He was at ease at the moment, listening to what the other person said and looking around.
Soon, the two of them walked to several places in the provincial capital and arrived not far from Tengwang Pavilion near the river. It was noon, and Song Mu also invited the other party to have dinner at a teahouse.
"It seems that Young Master Song is also a talkative person. It is indeed a blessing for Xu to meet you in the city today."
Song Mu drank the tea with a smile, but the other party's expression was a bit flashy, and he said to Song Mu with interest.
"Mr. Song, I wonder if you have time recently?"
Song Mu frowned when he heard this, but the other party continued to speak.
"It's July 7th, which is when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl get together. There will be a nice lantern festival in the provincial capital. Brother Song, please invite a few of your friends to go enjoy the lanterns with me."
Song Mu was speechless after hearing this, and just shook his head and said.
"Song is concentrating on the exam now, but he has no time to pay attention to this."
"oh?"
Xu Yuncai's expression suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he said to Song Mu quite excitedly.
"Is Mr. Song going to take part in this provincial examination? If I remember correctly, you only took part in the college examination last year. Are you so confident now?"
Song Mu said nothing, but the other party's expression was a bit surprised, and he said to Song Mu again.
"Then this time the provincial examination is quite interesting. Many young men from wealthy families in the city are going to take the examination."