Song Mu said in a deep voice, and all the new students behind Song Mu also bowed and raised their hands, and answered in a deep voice.
For a moment, a loud sound echoed in the Tai Chi Hall, and the scene was shocking.
Li Ao laughed loudly, shouted "Okay" three times, and waved his sleeves to signal everyone to leave and change clothes.
Song Mu and others naturally resigned and went out, but everyone first made way for Song Mu and saw Song Mu slowly retreating.
Song Mu was walking out, and at this time he saw Feng Qi, who was holding the imperial edict at the door of the palace, looking at Song Mu, with some appreciation and recognition in his eyes.
Song Mu also repeatedly handed over his hands, but Feng Qi did not say anything and just smiled slightly.
Going to the side hall to change clothes, a group of new students following behind also bowed their hands towards Song Mu and expressed envy in their words.
"The champion of the Song Dynasty, riding on horseback and parading through the streets, will be a grand scene in Chang'an!"
"That's right, Number One Scholar. I, Jiangnan West Road, have another Number One Scholar! Three Yuan and he is only twenty years old! The archway built in my hometown will be extremely magnificent!"
"Brother, you are too narrow-minded. Such achievements must be recorded in the annals of history. In the local history annals, they will be written in detail with a big ink pen! Hundreds and thousands of years later, future generations will still look up to the achievements. This is truly a legacy left in history.
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Everyone's expressions were surging, and some of them were even talking. However, there were many expressions of excitement, and most of them were taking stock of how much shock Song Mu would bring to the Wen Dynasty by becoming the number one scholar.
Song Mu felt a little embarrassed when he heard such kind words. He was surrounded by a group of students and walked to the side. For a while, it became a wonderful scene in the palace.
The officials outside the main hall naturally listened to the lecture, and they all looked inside, with most of their eyes focused on Song Mu's face.
This talented scholar is the leading scholar in this imperial examination and will be a role model for countless students in the world.
With the huge influence he has accumulated before, Chang'an and the world will always remember the number one scholar Song Mu.
This kind of honor is the envy of all officials.
At this time, Song Mu and others had arrived at the side hall. There were already many palace servants waiting to change the clothes of the students.
After the Holy Announcement in front of the temple, a group of students went to the altar to worship, thank their ancestors for their blessings, and also comfort these countless ancestors. From today on, there will be a new group of students in the world, and the blood of the human race will continue to continue.
The altar is on the other side of the Tianxing Palace, and when the time comes, the Shi Zong's talent selection ceremony will also be held there.
Song Mu and others stood in the side hall, and the servants in the palace had already given them red clothes.
The red robes and majestic atmosphere have since shown the extraordinary status of these people, and when they take it and hold it in their hands, it also makes people feel excited for a moment.
After all, in these long cold years, countless students have looked up at figures wearing such red robes, and now, this red robe is in front of them, and today I will also wear this red robe.
As Song Mu's top scholar, he naturally had different treatment. Not only could he have a screen in the palace to stop him from changing his clothes, but he was also personally served by a palace maid, so his entire body, from the inside to the outside, was changed.
The red robe is also different from other scholars' uniforms. It is decorated with gold and outlines cloud patterns, which is extremely bright.
With the help of several palace maids, Song Mu put it on. His tall figure made the No. 1 Scholar uniform very appropriate, and he looked extremely handsome for a while.
Song Mu felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, even a little embarrassed, but at this time, a ritual officer was already standing next to him, and he was talking to Song Mu about the important part of the next sacrifice.
Song Mu kept this in mind while dressing. When all preparations were completed, his face with broad eyebrows and deep eyes was put on the No. 1 Scholar crown outlined with silver red satin.
What a handsome scholar!
After the screen was removed, all the red robes in the hall looked at him one after another. Seeing Song Mu's appearance, they even handed over their hands.
The number one scholar was brilliant and surpassed everyone.
Today, the red sun is high in Chang'an, and the sunshine is warm and warm. A group of new students followed the guidance of the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette and headed towards the altar.
The place where the altar is located also looks different at this moment.
The so-called altar is just a common name, but it also has a more famous name.
"The Complete Book of Four Seas".
The Complete Book of the Four Seas, which Li Lu, the founder of the Wen Dynasty, gathered the power of the Wen Dynasty to create, was not a big book that could be hidden in a pavilion, but a whole formation.
With bluestone as the base and bronze as ink, three thousand characters and countless mottos were melted into it to control the evil stars in the hall and be used by the human race.
Therefore, this square is extremely wide. In the middle of the altar, a bronze cauldron with a height of several thousand kilograms stands majestic.
Flags were fluttering in the field at this moment, and various sacrificial objects had been placed on the altar. On the high platform on one side of the altar, there were many people not wearing red robes standing there.
There are more than a dozen of these people in a group, and their clothes are all different, but you can see that they have an extraordinary temperament.
These people are the disciples of the Poetry Sect, and there are now more than a dozen of the Poetry Sects in this scene.
Except for the most powerful poetry sect of Li and Du, there were countless poetry sects after the Second Saint.
Tao Yuanming's poetry, Wang Bo's poetry, Zhang Jiuling's poetry, Wang Changling's poetry, Liu Zongyuan's poetry, Wei Yingwu, Meng Haoran, Han Yu, Jia Dao, Bai Juyi, Wang Wei, Cen Shen, Gao Shi...
At the beginning of the establishment of the Wen Dynasty, it was said that the thirty-six poetry sects stood side by side, and the human race literati were the most powerful.
Nowadays, many sects have also cut off their inheritance, or the sects no longer exist, but they are still prosperous.
During this period, the Pastoral Sect and the Frontier Sect had the most extensive inheritance and were quite powerful, with many bone pillars among the human race.
In addition to the Shizong literati, there were also many imperial literati standing on the middle and high platform. They were all bright red and attracted much attention.
In a sense, the Wen Dynasty imperial court was the largest poetry sect in the Wen Dynasty.
They gathered countless literati to control the operation of the country.
At this moment, they were standing in the field, waiting for the talent selection ceremony to be held later.
Entering the imperial court or joining the poetry sect is only a matter of a student's thought.
When Song Mu arrived at the venue with these people, many people from the Poetry Sect had already started whispering.
"Song Mu's poems are extremely powerful and his realm is even deeper. If he can join my Gao family poetry sect, he should show off his skills in the frontier fortress!"
"Brother Gao is very high-ranking. Even the Li and Du Shi Sect would compete for Song Mu's strength. Is your ancestor comparable to the two sages Li and Du?"
"This is not the case. Master Song Mu is Huangfu Fengming. You also know that his wife is a direct descendant of the Tao family and has true inheritance. This Song Mu may choose the Tao family.
Poet!"
"But I said, let's not make any judgment in this case. After all, it is Song Mu who chooses us, and it is not yet time for us to choose him."
As these disciples of the Poetry Sect said this, they looked at the other side of the high platform, which was the highest place at the altar. There were several people sitting on it at the moment, including the current Holy Emperor and the two super poets.
The descendant of the sect.
Li Zhengwen of the Li Shi Sect and Du Feiying of the Du Shi Sect were both seated here, leaning sideways and respectfully talking to Li Ao.
"Two beloved sirs, what do you think of the students selected for the imperial examination this time?"
Li Zhengwen immediately raised his hands and said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, this year's spring has been earth-shattering. Great writers have been published frequently, which is a blessing to our literary dynasty. These students are naturally excellent, and to have such auspiciousness is your Majesty's contribution to the rule of the world."
Li Ao smiled, waved his hand, and teased Li Zhengwen.
"You are so glib and you deceived my sister!"
Li Zhengwen just smiled slightly, while Li Ao looked at Du Feiying next to him and said with a smile.
"General Du, what do you think?"
"Uncle Li just said what Feiying wanted to say, but Feiying is more concerned about the number one scholar of Song Dynasty."
"Oh? Why don't you tell me and listen?"
Li Ao suddenly became somewhat interested, and Du Feiying looked at Li Ao and then said slightly.
"Sounds like I am a narrow-minded person. At first I just felt that this talented man had great poetic talent and a promising future. Later, it was because of his master, Huangfu Fengming..."
Saying this, Li Ao burst out laughing.
"What do you think? General Du, is he still worried about losing Huangfu Fengming's sword?"
Du Feiying didn't speak, but this time Li Ao said with a smile.
"It's just that you can't do what you want. This Song Mu is just his disciple. It would be inappropriate for you to compete with him."
Li Ao said this, and then the topic changed to Du Feiying and Princess Mingshu.
At this moment, Song Mu and others had already stood in the altar square, and everyone was looking around.
"The student takes his place, bows to express his gratitude, and wishes the Wen Dynasty prosperity and peace in all directions!"
An old sacrificial officer stepped forward and shouted loudly, and everyone shouted three times, and the sound shook the sky.
At the same time, there were waves of beating drums in the square, and the drums vibrated with great momentum.
Song Mu also followed the etiquette officer's instructions, holding the red incense in his hand, and stepped forward slowly.
He stood up and bowed three times at the altar square, and told his ancestors that the Wen Dynasty had a group of powerful ministers from now on.
All the scholars will also make great aspirations to their ancestors here. Starting from today, they will serve the Wen Dynasty and devote their whole life.