Chapter 23: Changes in the City (please collect, vote, and read~~)
The 22nd day of the seventh lunar month is the God of Wealth Festival.
It was rare for Song Mu not to endorse the letter in the courtyard early in the morning. Instead, he packed up some things with Zhu and Yaya Song Mingwei and went straight to the City God's Temple Street in the west of the city early.
Today is the God of Wealth Festival, and Song Mu doesn't quite understand the traditions here. Why does he go to the City God's Temple early in the morning instead of worshiping the gods at home?
The customs of this world have changed in some strange ways. Even in an era when literati could become saints, people still believed in Buddhism and Taoism. This was a custom that was passed down before the stars set, and it has been passed down by the people.
But when Song Mu arrived at the Chenghuang Temple Street and saw the crowds here, small vendors selling chicken, duck, fish and meat, juggling and singing. When he heard the endless sounds of hawking and soliciting customers, Song Mu finally understood why he had to rush to the temple fair during the God of Wealth Festival.
This Chenghuang Temple Street is a large shopping mall that was rare in ancient times. Anyone can do business by setting up a stall next to the road. Why is this not the God of Wealth Festival?
It was only early in the morning when Zhu brought Song Mu here, but the Street of the City God's Temple was already overcrowded, and Zhu grabbed Yaya and then waved Song Mu towards the City God's Temple.
Today, Mrs. Zhu is here to fulfill her wish. After Song Mu was brought back from a coma last month, Mrs. Zhu came to the City God's Temple to pray for Song Mu alone. Now Song Mu is lively and lively, and even has a unique literary talent. This naturally makes Zhu feel that he is the Lord of the City God.
Blessings.
Zi Buyu has strange powers and chaos, but Song Mu is just here to join in the fun and relieve the boredom these days.
Now that he has been in this world for a month, Song Mu has integrated into this society. Now, with the blessing of ancient books, he cultivates his literary spirit and hone his mental power every day. Although he has not yet condensed his literary and mental power, he is still getting better and better.
The more energetic you feel, the stronger your body becomes.
Song Mu even had a hunch that as long as he could write a good enough article during the college examination, he might be able to break through the shackles of being a child and enter the realm of scholar.
However, my knowledge of classics is still not up to par. The feedback I have received from the articles I have sent to Sun Xiucai and Xun Fuzi these days is not very good.
There are three examinations in the academy examination: classics and meanings, poems and poems, and policy essays. Nowadays, both Song and Mu Jingyi and policy essays still need to be polished.
Both Sun Xiucai and Xun Fuzi said that their theories of classics and meanings were detailed, but their conceptions were somewhat inaccurate, and their own strategies and theories were somewhat inappropriate and sometimes unreasonable.
Song Mu naturally knew that it was not unseemly, but that his ideas were actually too advanced, but Song Mu could only slowly change such a problem.
Fortunately, there is still some time left for the college examination, so everything should be done in time.
Thinking like this, Song Mu and Zhu had already arrived in front of the Chenghuang Temple. The place was also crowded with people, and countless people were vying to come here to burn incense.
You have to get up early to burn incense. Although you can't win the first incense stick, there is still no lack of enthusiasm from everyone.
Song Mu also followed Zhu and squeezed in. Seeing the crowds of people, Zhu became more serious at the moment and asked Song Mu to look at Yaya while he took advantage of his huge body to move forward quickly.
Song Mu was daunted by the sight, and immediately stopped. Seeing Yaya clutching a corner of her clothes tightly, she was a little frightened when she was stuck in the crowd.
"Come on Yaya, let's go eat meat buns." Song Mu grabbed Yaya and said with a smile.
"Brother, mother asked us to wait." Yaya seemed a little embarrassed and hesitant when she heard this. The little girl was usually disciplined by Mrs. Zhu, and her courage was a bit timid.
Song Mu smiled and immediately pulled her towards a bun shop next to her.
"Second aunt saw us when she came out here. Sit down quickly. Didn't you already say you wanted to eat steamed buns?"
Song Mu smiled and pulled Yaya to sit down on a seat at the stall, then waved to the store owner.
"Staff, please bring four meat buns and two bowls of rice soup."
Yaya sat on the stool and kept looking around, but in the end she was attracted by the smell of the meat buns. She squinted her eyes and swung her legs to eat the buns.
Song Mu smiled and picked up a bun, but at this time, the sound of low conversation came from the table next to him.
"Boss, we can't do this business anymore. Shiyang County officials are paying close attention these days, and there are officials everywhere questioning you."
"It's strange. This small place in Shiyang County suddenly became so nervous. When we entered the city yesterday, the soldiers had to take a blood test."
"I heard that there was a demon in the city before, and now there is martial law everywhere, and everyone is checking people outside."
Three men in coarse clothes were talking in a low voice, with bulging bags on their waists and several burdens beside them. They were drinking rice porridge and chewing steamed buns while talking.
And among them, the rough and arrogant man who wore the most appropriate clothes also frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Let's just finish this trip. I heard that Shiyang County is the place where the questioning is tight. Once we leave Shiyang County, we don't have to worry so much."
Several people nodded and stopped talking. Song Mu shrugged his nose and smelled something else.
These people shouldn't be bad guys, but judging from their appearance, the items they were transporting probably had some unknown origins.
Song Mu was cautious at the moment, but he was a little surprised. Shiyang County was now checking people coming and going at the gate of the official road and the city?
Is this what happened last time?
Song Mu thought about what happened that day in the dungeon, and felt a little uneasy. The scene when Na Lu was possessed was still vivid in his mind.
What exactly did Ouyang Hong and Jin Changwu talk about that day when I was absorbing the literary energy.
Maybe they really did find something in Narubi's mind, and that's why they did this.
Does this mean that something big is really going to happen in Shiyang County?
This idea suddenly popped into Song Mu's mind, and even he found it a bit unbelievable.
"Brother, you should eat too."
At this time, Yaya next to her saw Song Mu holding the steamed bun without putting her mouth down, so she also spoke immediately.
Being able to have a meal of meat buns is already the happiest thing for Yaya. Her family is not well off now, so even if she has some money and money, the days of eating meat buns like this are still too few.
Song Mu came back to his senses and nodded with a smile. The three men next to him had already finished eating, paid the money, and left with their burdens.
It looked like they were going to leave through the west city gate.
Song Mu just glanced at her slightly, said nothing, and just asked Yaya to eat steamed buns.
After a while, Mrs. Zhu also came out of the City God's Temple. She was worried that Song Mu and Yaya had disappeared, but she immediately saw two people eating at a stall not far away, so she hurried over.
"Brother Mu, why did you bring Yaya here? I didn't see you inside, so I thought you were squeezed out."
"Aunt, we really couldn't squeeze in, so we had no choice but to come out. Aunt, sit down quickly and have something to eat." Song Mu said with a smile.
Yaya even handed over a steamed bun in her hand, her little eyes narrowed to a slit: "Mom, eat the meat buns, the meat buns are delicious."
Mrs. Zhu grinned, feeling a little hurt when looking at the meat buns, but she didn't show it in front of Song Mu. She just took the buns without eating them, but took out the money from her pocket.
"I'll pay the money first, and after eating we'll go to the temple fair and buy some things."
Zhu said this, and Song Mu quickly waved his hand: "Auntie, don't worry, I have already given it to you just now."
Although the Song family is poor, after all, Song Mu has to go to the county school every day, so there is always somewhere to spend money. These days, the second uncle earns more from his errands, and gives more to Song Mu. In addition to daily expenses, Song
Mu basically saved everything.
Hearing that Song Mu had paid, Zhu's face was stunned and she didn't say anything. She just put the buns into the basket and watched Song Mu and Yaya finish eating.
Song Mu knew that his aunt was reluctant to part with it and left it to his second uncle, so he didn't say anything more.
After eating the buns, the three of them came out of the stall and were about to go to the street to buy some homely things. But at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the busy city.
Song Mu looked up and saw a man covered in fire hurriedly running out of a stall. People nearby rushed to save him.
The nervous Song Mu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like it was just a small accident.
But before everyone could come to their senses, an even more shrill scream suddenly came from the beating crowd.
Then the surrounding crowd spread out in all directions like crazy.
Zhu quickly grabbed Yaya with quick eyes and beckoned Song Mu to go to the alley entrance on one side. Song Mu turned his head to look, but his eyes suddenly widened.
Among the crowd, a man covered in fire was lying on top of another man, opening his big mouth to bite the other man's throat.
Screams were coming from the mouth of the bitten man. He struggled desperately, but the actions of the man whose body was on fire were even more ferocious.
A group of sergeants had already rushed over, but suddenly several screams were heard from the crowd scattered around.
Song Mu quickly looked around and saw a man on the other side who was frantically beating an old man next to him, and he kept roaring from his mouth.
magic!
Someone in this city is possessed by a demon again!
Song Mu was greatly shocked. He immediately turned to the Zhu family next to him and said, "Auntie, take Yaya back quickly. Let's go!"
Song Mu said this, and Zhu quickly picked up Yaya and looked at Song Mu: "Brother Mu, let's go together!"
Song Mu turned his head and glanced at the guy next to him who no one dared to approach anymore, and then looked at the old man under him who had almost lost half of his life.
The soldiers who rushed into the crowd were still some distance away from him, and the literati who were protecting the city had not yet appeared here. Song Mu gritted his teeth and took out a pen and paper from his book bag.
"I'll be here right away, Auntie, you go first!"
As Song Mu said this, he leaned against the wall and started writing Qingming poems on paper.
"You are a bodhi tree... don't let it stir up dust."
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