Feng Xiang asked himself to be the deputy examiner for Chunwei this time. For Song Mu, this news was like asking a fledgling child to solve the case.
The civil service examination is the most important thing, and Chunwei can be said to be the key stage for human literati to truly achieve.
In previous years, bachelors were the chief examiners, and then Hanlin was selected from the Ministry of Rites or the Gongyuan Academy as the deputy examiners.
Song Mu met two of these conditions, but the problem is that in the history of the imperial examination in the Wen Dynasty, there has not yet been a deputy examiner in his thirties.
This was already considered a first of its kind, and Song Mu was naturally surprised by it.
Feng Xiangjian then slightly motioned for Song Mu to sit down, but this time he just said lightly.
"I know you find it a bit unbelievable, but this matter was not planned by the original person, but was ordered by His Majesty."
"Your Majesty? This..."
Song Mu suddenly frowned and looked at him with a confused look.
"Well, you should also know that this Spring Festival is special. Not only are there tens of thousands of candidates participating, but more importantly, His Highness is also participating."
Feng Xiang said this, looking at Song Mu.
"His Majesty said that we will do our best to help His Highness break through this time."
Song Mu finally felt a little enlightened.
It turns out that my role as deputy examiner is to make arrangements for His Highness to advance to a higher level.
However, in the current situation, if you really want to do something for His Highness, it will not be that easy.
"Sir, what should my subordinates do then?"
However, Song Mu knew that what was done in the imperial examination room was not as easy as what was done in the main hall that day.
Thousands of candidates gathered around Wenxing Shuwen, and it was quite the momentum of a thousand sails racing, and if you want to reach the destination smoothly, there are many mysterious scenes.
Vast scenarios can sometimes open up a person's mind, and this also ensures relative fairness.
In the spring of the Wen Dynasty, even those disciples of the Poetry Sect would find ways to come and participate.
But in a place like this, Song Mu was a little confused as to what he could do for Li Dong.
However, Feng Xiang had a calm expression. He looked at Song Mu and said slowly.
"There is really no good solution to this matter, but if you go as the deputy examiner, even if you can't help His Highness, you can still prevent it from happening."
"You also know that when His Highness was promoted to Juren..."
Song Mu paused slightly, his face slightly lowered, while Prime Minister Feng stood up.
"Jing Zhao, this matter is no small matter. If His Highness can successfully break through and enter the realm of Jinshi, you should know how big the changes will be."
"In our history of literary and dynasty affairs, there has never been an emperor who was not at the level of a Jinshi to take charge of the government."
Song Mu suddenly raised his head and looked at each other, but Feng Xiang's face was very calm, but at this moment, their eyes met each other.
Song Mu took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and then held his hands towards the other party.
"I understand, I will protect His Highness this spring."
Feng Xiang nodded and continued.
"I will submit the list of examiners in the next few days. Then you can get to know each other better. Of course, remember not to reveal this matter carelessly."
Song Mu nodded, and Prime Minister Feng also asked Song Mu to come out.
Coming out of the Nuan Pavilion, Song Mu's face was quite calm, but at this moment, he had a lot of thoughts in his heart.
What Feng Xiang just said made Song Mu feel urgent.
Song Mu immediately thought of His Majesty. Nowadays, His Majesty rarely sees people. He has not seen him for some time, but he heard that he is always ill.
It seems like, maybe...
An idea suddenly appeared in Song Mu's mind, and then he immediately threw it away.
It's not Song Muduo's turn to speculate on the affairs of the Emperor's family. What he has to do now is to help Li Dong break through smoothly.
As long as you have gone through the spring period and entered the realm of Jinshi, even if you are in the same realm as Jinshi, it will be enough to convince everyone.
Song Mu thought this and headed outside. As soon as he left the imperial city, he saw two people coming towards him.
Both of them were dressed as Confucian scholars. This time they lifted up their robes and looked happy. When Song Mu looked at them, the expression on his face also suddenly became happy.
"Senior Brother Zu Hai, is it you?"
Song Mu also threw away those things in his mind, and quickly walked towards the other party in surprise. The three of them gathered together at the same time, with a bit of joy on their faces.
Song Mu has been working in Chang'an since he arrived in Chang'an a few years ago. He only writes occasional letters to his family and has little contact with friends in his hometown.
After meeting him so suddenly in Chang'an, Song Mu also looked excited.
Kong Zong, who was now very mature, took a closer look at Song Mu, who was wearing a red robe, and sighed in admiration.
"Brother Song, this red robe looks bright and majestic on you!"
Song Mu just calmed down, and then he cupped his hands towards the two of them and said with a smile.
"Why did you come to Chang'an for next year's spring?"
Both of them nodded, and Senior Brother Sun was the first to speak.
"Yes, Zu Hai said that if you are bored on Jiangnan West Road, it is better to come to Chang'an first and see the prosperity of the world."
"Jing Zhao, you still seem to be so high-spirited!"
Song Mu laughed twice, and immediately greeted the two of them to go home.
Song Mu planned to entertain these two distinguished guests.
Kong and Zong did not refuse. They just refused to get on the carriage and wanted to walk with Song Mu to have a good chat about the past.
Song Mu naturally followed them, and the three of them walked side by side and talked about the past.
"Brother Song, you are a well-known figure in our Jiangnan West Road now."
"Who doesn't know that our Jizhou Prefecture has produced a number one scholar who passed three yuan, and now he is giving lectures in the East Palace and an official of the Ministry of Rites. When we go out to talk to others, the others look at us with envy."
Kong Zong said loudly at that moment, but he felt quite proud for doing so.
Song Mu smiled faintly after hearing this. Regardless of whether it was a compliment or not, after talking to old friends from his hometown, Song Mu felt at ease.
"What Zu Hai said is true. When we went north this time, we also met many students from the provincial capital of Yuzhang. These people also admire you very much, Brother Song."
"I heard that many of them have received blessings from your visions. You, now in Yuzhang, are like sages."
When Song Mu heard what Senior Brother Sun said, he repeatedly raised his hands and said with a wry smile.
"I'm talking about you two. If you say this again, you are flattering me. Please tell me more about your hometown. I really miss you."
The three people laughed twice, but they were not restrained. The two people told about the old friend's situation today. After hearing this, Song Mu was very emotional. They talked freely all the way, and then they arrived at the door of Song Mu's house.
At this moment, Song Huaitong and Song Chengming were returning from school. When they saw Song Mu returning, they waited in front of the door. When Song Mu came closer, they quickly handed over their hands. Kong Zong heard the two calling Song Mu's father and was stunned.
Then he said with some surprise.
"Are these the two great nephews Huai Tong and Cheng Ming?"
"Speaking of it, I have only met Huai Tong once. Hey, is he already a scholar now?"