Duke Qin said these words in a deep voice, and then looked at Song Mu with burning eyes, making Song Mu's heart tremble for no reason.
A poet sage was talking to himself about the dilemma of the poetry sect of the Wen Dynasty, but then the conversation suddenly turned to himself.
After saying these words, Song Mu felt that his mind was a little overwhelmed, but he noticed something.
"Du Sheng, you mean that lyrics will definitely take over the prosperity of poetry, and is all this because of me?"
Duke Qin nodded slowly.
"Song Mu, this is not something I just made out of nothing."
"You have read a lot of poetry books, so you should have some understanding of today's poetry. Have you ever seen any poetry that can compare with your talent?"
Song Mu was stunned for a moment, thinking in his mind, but Duqin had already spoken to Song Mu.
"Top-level poetry is a sign of the prosperity of literature."
"Poetry can still reach the nine goals, but only lyrics have always been just one step away."
"Until your "Night Nostalgia" comes out."
Having said this, Duqin seemed to have a look of relief on his face, and spoke slowly at this moment.
"I was very excited about this at first, but I was worried about whether you were just a flash in the pan. Then your song "Nanxiangzi" made me admire you with admiration."
"From that day on, all the poets in the world gradually turned their attention to you, but they never thought that you would be so talented in literature, and you would be ranked third in the third year."
There was uncontrollable excitement on Duqin's face when he said these words.
Song Mu also suddenly remembered the scene at that time. It turned out that Du Sheng admired him so much, and it actually had such meaning.
In particular, it is said that the Ci sect can be expected, because it has such origin.
After hearing this, Song Mu roughly understood the meaning, but at this moment he was still looking down at the token on the table, and Du Qin had already spoken.
"The token I gave you today will allow you to travel in our Du Shi Sect. After some time, I think the Li Shi Sect will also make a difference."
As soon as these words came out, Song Mu's heart was even more shocked. It turned out that this was not Du Sheng's sudden idea, but a plan.
The token was immediately pushed in front of Song Mu by Duqin, who just said something sincerely.
"As I said, if Ci Zong appears in this world, it will be a happy event for our human race, and the Wen Dynasty can survive forever."
"Song Mu, this is not an expectation, but you truly deserve it."
Only then did Song Mu understand. At this moment, the doubts in his heart were completely solved.
Why did Li Du Shizong treat him so favorably? The virtue of his ancestors was no longer enough to make him treat him like this. It was actually because of the lyrics he wrote.
This great poet in the world regards ci writing as the future.
At this moment, Song Mu felt a little relieved, but he felt a little heavier.
This must be a world-renowned achievement, but the path to becoming a Ci master is long and difficult.
Standing on the top of the mountain, you can look into the distance, but you also have to endure the cold wind.
Song Mu pondered for a moment, then bowed to Duke Qin and handed over his hands.
"Song Mu will remember Du Sheng's hope and will do his best for this."
Du Sheng nodded with satisfaction, said a few more words of encouragement, and then turned and left.
Song Mu raised his head and looked around. He was slightly dazed at the moment. The excitement of discovering his ancestor's poetry album had gradually faded away. He just rubbed the token in his hand and walked towards his residence.
Opening the door, Tao Feng had already rested early in the morning. Song Mu did not bother him. He just sat at the table on one side, lit the candle, opened the window, looked at the bright moonlight outside, and recalled what Du Qin and he had just said.
Something to say.
Du Sheng's words today brought too much shock to Song Mu. Whether it was the past events of his ancestors or the dilemma of the Shizong, Song Mu knew that nothing in this world was easy.
And in the end, he realized that his body was actually endowed with such a meaning.
At this moment, a breeze blew from the window, blowing the scroll of paper written by Song Mu on the table. A draft slowly unfolded, which was the beginning of the travel notes written by Song Mu.
By the light, Song Mu looked at the content he had written on it again, but this time his heart suddenly relaxed, and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Maybe there are some things that you don’t need to be overly worried and timid about.
Sometimes if you let nature take its course, who's to say there won't be something good next?
The matter of Ci Zong is still vague. Instead of worrying about such things, it is better to do a good job in what is in front of you.
The common people and the prosperous culture are not a fish and a bear's paw.
Now that I have seen the most profound meaning of all this, I have to learn how to do it.
In the dark night, Song Mu looked at the scene outside, put away his thoughts, and now re-opened the book and started writing.
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One morning, Song Mu, who had been practicing all night, did not get up for a long time. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with his knees crossed, and his body was full of literary power.
As the sun shone, Song Mu suddenly felt a surge of breath, and then a pressure instantly rippled out.
In just a moment, Song Mu withdrew the pressure. When he opened his eyes, a happy smile appeared on Song Mu's face.
Song Mu came to the Du Shi Sect only two months ago, and he was promoted from the seventh level to the sixth level.
Looking up, Tao Fengming was also looking at Song Mu at the moment. Feeling the sudden improvement in Song Mu's aura, he nodded slightly at this moment.
"Yes, such a breakthrough is much stronger than that of the disciples of the Shi Sect."
"I guess you, among this poetry sect, have also gained some insights."
Song Mu also smiled and nodded when he heard this, and stood up to communicate with Tao Fengming.
During the two months in Shizong, Song Mu no longer had to stir up the hustle and bustle of the world, and was a little less fame-promoting and worried about the country and the people. After he calmed down, he improved to a higher level.
All of this is actually due to my own ancient books and new methods of thinking.
Turning over ancient books gave Song Mu a deeper understanding of the poems of many ancestors.
And relying on the strange recitation method of "New Method of Mind Power", Song Mu can achieve photographic memory, and can even read ten lines at a time during meditation.
After a lot of accumulation, I successfully broke through.
Not long after, a disciple of this sect came to visit and handed over a letter.
Song Mu opened it in front of Tao Fengming and said with a smile after reading it.
"Master, this is a letter from the Li Shizong. Maybe we will leave tomorrow."
Tao Fengming naturally nodded. Looking at Song Mu this time, he felt even more relieved.
Although the Chang'an incident caused a storm in the Wen Dynasty, after the storm passed, surprisingly there was no mess on the ground.
There were no complaints about the fire case because of His Majesty's kindness, but the scholars of the Wen Dynasty felt that it was an unjust case, and finally blamed it on the demons and barbarians, and the condemnation became even more intense.
But this matter is also beneficial to Song Mu. Now that he is less utilitarian, it also makes Wen's heart more stable.
Everything is developing in a good direction.
On this day, Song Mu first said goodbye to the senior disciples he knew from the Du Shi Sect, and then specifically asked Du Ran to help send out several letters.
It contains a report to His Majesty written by Song Mu and a volume of folk letters written by Xu Yuncai, which are to be sent to Chang'an.
In addition, there are letters to Jinling and Shiyang counties, and another report of safety.
Although Song Mu was not in Chang'an, he could still contribute to the Wen Dynasty.