After Song Mu woke up, although he heard some noise outside, he didn't care about it at the moment. Instead, he quickly stood up and called the soldiers outside.
Because Song Mu suddenly felt a stirring in his stomach at this moment, as if thousands of troops were galloping.
"Excuse me, please do me the favor."
Song Mu frowned and said to the soldier in front of him. He realized that it was the soldier from yesterday. He grinned at this moment, but this time he nodded with a very respectful expression. The next moment, a junior official came.
After a brief search, the soldiers took Song Mu away.
Not long after, Song Mu rushed into the toilet and finally felt relieved.
After being promoted to Juren, Song Mu's body has been purified again. Now all the filth has been discharged. From now on, Song Mu will not only be immune to all poisons, but at least he will have an iron stomach and strong muscles and bones.
It's just a pain for the examinees who sit near the toilet and have to endure it for another day and night.
Song Mu walked back and couldn't help but ask the soldier.
"Excuse me, why is there so much noise outside the examination hall today?"
The soldier's expression paused. At this moment, his eyes were scanning Song Mu's body.
He hesitated to speak, and lowered his head with some difficulty without answering.
According to the rules of the examination room, the guards are not allowed to have any verbal or physical contact with the candidates.
Song Mu only remembered this matter after asking this question, but when he saw the soldier's very uncomfortable expression, he was also a little confused at the moment. He scratched his itchy hair, then smiled and cupped his hands, and replied
Check out the exam room.
Returning to the examination room again, Song Mu also felt a little empty in his stomach. He ate all the food in the basket and still felt that he still had some unfinished food.
Song Mu didn't think he was so hungry. Looking at the last thing in the basket, he moved it away reluctantly.
There is still one day tomorrow. If you eat now, you will be hungry by then.
Song Mu could only sigh, put the table boards back together, then made the small bed and lay down to sleep.
I don’t know why, but Song Mu fell asleep immediately when he lay down tonight. The moon was shining brightly and there were few stars outside the examination room, but Song Mu inside the examination room was sleeping soundly.
In the city, news spread like wildfire that Song Mu had written an article about enlightenment and visions.
Countless people are wondering who this Song Mu is, and many scholars have excitedly revealed Song Mu's life experience.
Only then did everyone who knew all this realize the horror and inspiration of Song Mu.
Some people admire him, while others are naturally envious and angry.
In a small building not far from the examination center, Zhang Tianke just heard the news from his servant, and he snorted coldly.
"He? You must be spreading rumors about him. How old is he to be able to write such shocking articles?"
As Zhang Tianke said this, the expression on his face became a little more gloomy.
The boy who delivered the news had a somewhat frustrated look on his face, and he whispered softly at this moment.
"Sir, this news came from the governor himself."
"you!"
Zhang Tianke glared at the other person angrily, let out a deep breath, and then waved his hand to let the other person leave.
The attic was clean, but Zhang Tianke was holding the railing with his hand. The expression on his face changed a lot at this moment.
At this moment, the thoughts in his heart were wavering, and he even regretted it.
Song Mu was so capable, so it was even more foolish for him to form a quarrel with him in the first place.
With a talent like Song Mu's, he will definitely not be able to escape the position of Jinshi in the future. If that is the case, he will definitely have a problem with himself, which will also affect his Zhang family...
Zhang Tianke was thinking slightly, but his expression at this moment was a bit angry.
"Song Liwen, you misunderstood me!"
Zhang Tianke roared lowly, but he completely forgot how arrogant he looked back then. Back then, he was always thinking about how to deal with the other party.
At the same time, in Du's house in the city, Du Xianyin heard the news, pursed her lips slightly, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qiao'er, did this news really come from the governor himself?"
Du Xianyin asked softly, Qiaoer nodded with a puffed face, and said to Du Xianyin happily.
"Yes, sister, you didn't go to see it. The people running around the city today were so spectacular. If my brother hadn't taken me up to the roof, I probably wouldn't have known I was going to be squeezed into the river."
"I couldn't believe it just now when the Governor said it himself."
"That young man looks so young, but he can write such good articles..."
"Sister, how come you knew so early that Mr. Song was the one who wrote the vision?"
Du Xianyin put down the poetry collection in his hand, lowered his head and spoke slowly.
"Song Gongzi is full of passion, has a pure nature, and has a good literary talent. Naturally, he was the one who inspired him."
"If this news was revealed by the Governor himself, it would save me the trouble of dealing with it."
Du Xianyin said this and turned to the end of the collection of poems.
The poems written in this collection of poems are all poems by Song Mu.
"Magpie Bridge Immortal" and "Ruan Lang Gui" appeared vividly on the page, but Du Xianyin's two willow eyebrows were slightly curved.
"He can not only write about the heroic spirit, but he can also write about the feelings of such a woman."
"Master Song, what kind of person is he?"
In the room, Miss Qiaoer was talking to herself about what she had seen and heard today, completely unaware of Du Xianyin's sigh.
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At Jizhou Guild Hall, Tao Fengming rarely asked shopkeeper Mo for a glass of wine, and ate it slowly in the hall.
The slight drunkenness surged onto his cheeks, and Tao Fengming's eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitudes of life and a sense of relief.
At the counter, shopkeeper Mo had just finished explaining the origin of the vision to Tao Fengming. He was currently taking inventory of the firecrackers and fireworks in the store. He also pulled the sleepy waiter up and asked him to remember his things and go to the market with him tomorrow to do some shopping.
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On the examination floor, all the officials were silent. At this moment, they only glanced at Fang Mingyuan and He Shilin who were sitting in the main seats from time to time.
"I can't wait to see what article Song Mu wrote."
Wang Ye came late, almost broke his thigh, and spoke directly, but He Shilin yawned and stood up immediately.
"Everyone should go to bed early today. There is still a day of exams tomorrow,"
Having said that, He Shilin had already stood up, but at this moment he took a sip of tea and said.
"I heard that Song Mu was the strongest in poetry, right?"
When He Shilin said this, everyone looked stunned and looked up at each other. Fang Mingyuan came back and asked with a smile.
"What Mr. He means is that Song Mu will be able to shine again tomorrow?"
He Shilin did not speak, but glanced at the title of the poem on the wooden board next to him and smiled.
"As long as no one from the Poetry Sect is attracted tomorrow, this old man might be able to be a little less lively."
After He Shilin finished speaking, he went down the stairs to rest in his room with his hands behind his back.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but they understood what the other party meant. Song Mu had attracted the shadow of Du Sheng during the academy examination, but they didn't want to think about whether there would be such a grand event tomorrow.
Fang Mingyuan also suddenly smiled, stood up while stroking his beard, greeted Wang Ye next to him, and walked out.
"Then everyone should rest early. I think tomorrow will be very busy."
Everyone was stunned, but they grinned and looked at Xiao Li, who was already smiling from ear to ear.