Song Mu didn't know whether it was the blessing of the Wen Dynasty or the disaster of the Wen Dynasty. He only knew that he had caused a disaster for himself.
After the lecture that day, Song Mu's words about applying what he learned quietly took root in the hearts of countless students in Jinling, and the scenes of that day were immediately spread, especially Song Mu's "Winter Theory", which was also included in the song for a while.
This Jinling set off a storm.
And many people have also discovered that their son, who used to be obsessed with studying, has now changed his demeanor. While studying hard, he is also well-read, and is even willing to contribute to the family, and then he will explain some of the reasons.
Song Mu's theory of applying what he learned was widely spread in a very short period of time. Many students agreed with Song Mu's words that true knowledge comes from practice. They were even more willing to practice it themselves, and indeed gained a lot from it.
Something less.
Although some people also had objections and felt that what Song Mu said was false, some students were very surprised after using Song Mu and following Song Mu's words, and they were surprised to continuously break through the small realm, which also caused a lot of trouble for a while.
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Many people were very excited, feeling that although Song Mu said that there was no universal solution, he still told everyone a nearly universal solution in the end.
The academic administration of Jinling also noticed this situation immediately, but what Song Mu said was actually a good thing, and it had a strong promotion effect on students' learning. They even visited Song Mu on that day, which also strengthened the confidence of many people.
Determination.
There are even good people who think that this Jinling Prefecture lecture will be something that can be recorded in the annals of history in the future.
And Song Mu really didn't expect that this thing would bring such power, but he was a little tired from dealing with many visits from officials and students in the past few days.
I finally got a little clean by using Master's excuse of restricting my studies.
On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the weather in Jinling was a bit bad. It was a windy day, especially in this winter. The cold wind seemed to penetrate through every crack and penetrate people's bodies, making people feel bitingly cold.
Song Mu was sitting in the room writing an article. Tao Feng was on the other side of the stove, checking Song Mu's homework while chatting with Song Mu about the past few days.
"What you said about applying what you have learned is not new, it is just a subtle summary that makes people feel new."
Tao Fengming said this at the moment. After listening to it, Song Mu also nodded at the moment.
I just told everyone what I thought was right, but I didn't expect that such a wave would suddenly arise.
However, Song Mu still asked in a deep voice.
"Master, what do you think will happen next? Does this thing have advantages and disadvantages?"
"It's certainly beneficial now, but what about the future?"
Tao Fengming raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Mu with an interesting expression.
"Perhaps there will be a bunch of rotten scholars in the future who want to talk to you."
Song Mu frowned, not understanding what Tao Fengming meant, and Tao Fengming continued to explain.
"Those old guys are the most self-proclaimed, and they also have something to discuss about knowledge and action. Today you said that learning must come from practice, which is a statement of attitude. Naturally, some people will not agree with it."
"Perhaps I should also criticize you, thinking that you let these students learn too complicated, but wasted the time to understand Confucianism and Taoism."
Song Mu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't know that there could be such involvement.
But Song Mu didn't say anything at the moment, he just grinned, then lowered his head and continued writing his article.,
When Tao Fengming saw that Song Mu was unmoved, he raised his eyebrows and spoke to Song Mu again.
"Jing Zhao, you don't seem to care about this matter?"
Song Mu raised his head and shook his head.
"I don't think I'm capable enough yet to consider debating with those great scholars in the future. Besides, instead of wasting my time with them just for this, why not use this time to eliminate more troubles in the world."
Song Mu said this, but at the moment he looked at Tao Fengming, and then stopped talking.
Tao Fengming was keenly aware of Song Mu's thoughts, and he just said in a deep voice.
"You have to take action, don't be careless and get hurt."
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, let out a breath, then nodded slightly and continued writing his own stuff.
By evening, Tao Fengming had already laid down to rest. After Song Mu finished all his homework for the day, he stood up, stretched his muscles, and turned his head to look out the window.
The cold wind blew gusts tonight, making the tiles outside rattle. It was an extremely cold and dark night.
Song Mu was unwilling to wait any longer.
The Spring Festival is almost coming to an end, and some things cannot be put off for too long.
Song Mu thought this, and immediately packed up his things, glanced at Tao Fengming who was sleeping soundly, and walked out of the room gently.
Using his literary power, Song Mu jumped out of Sun's house and appeared on the dark street, heading towards Peacock Fang.
Song Mu was preparing to take action tonight, but he felt that he had to contact the Qingtian Guards for this matter, and he was not very clear about the situation in the city. If he could get help from the Qingtian Guards, he might get twice the result with half the effort.
This is the first time Song Mu has planned such a thing, and he is also a little excited.
At this moment, Song Mu quickly passed through the empty street, and soon he had reached the side of the peacock room. Before Song Mu could take a step forward, someone appeared in front of him.
That familiar braid, the person in front of him is Zhang Ling from the Demon Slaying Department of the Qingtian Guard.
"Jie Yuan came so late and urged Wen Li so boldly. I don't know what to do?"
Zhang Ling spoke to Song Mu calmly, looking at Song Mu with his eyes. Song Mu immediately stood still with his lips pursed, cupped his hands and said.
"I want to get rid of those troubles tonight, but I came here to ask for the help of the Qingtian Guard."
After saying this, Zhang Ling immediately nodded with a smile and spoke.
"It turns out that Jie Yuan also has such thoughts. Then Jie Yuan will go with me, and Xiao Gan Luo will also follow."
As he said this, a small figure appeared in the darkness next to him. It was Xiao Ganluo, and he also raised his hand towards Song Mu.
When Song Mu saw this situation, his face showed some surprise, while Zhang Ling said to Song Mu.
"The Qingtian Guard Demonic Suppression Department has been short of manpower for the past few days, so I have been ordered to come and help."
"But you two are not from the demon-slaying department..."
"Who said there are no demons in this demon sect?"
Zhang Ling said with a smile, and blocked Song Mu's words with one sentence. Song Mu suddenly understood, and nodded at the same time, and held his hands towards the two of them again.
"Then this time, it's thanks to both of you."
Zhang Ling also handed over.
"It's a little effort. After all, I still have to understand Yuan Yuan's pen and ink."
"It's a good thing that Jie Yuanxuan takes action tonight. It's a dark and windy night this month, which is the time for murder and arson."
The little Ganluo said suddenly at this moment, with a somewhat excited smile on his face.
"And those guys may not have imagined that we would attack them before they do!"