Soon Li Dong saw what Song Mu said he needed help for.
In the next few days after arriving in Shiyang County, a steady stream of ships docked at the Shiyang County pier, and boxes of goods were unloaded from them.
These goods were delivered to the Song Family Courtyard. After several people opened them, they saw yellowing books placed inside.
"This is... something sent by various poetry sects?"
Li Dong looked at the signs on these boxes and saw the signs printed on the corners of many books. He frowned slightly and asked.
Song Mu nodded and explained.
"Yes, this is something I have wanted to do for a long time, but it is not easy to get it."
Song Mu immediately opened a box, waved his Wenli and carefully took out all the books in it, then marked them individually and placed them separately.
These books are actually records of the words and deeds, articles and poems of the ancestors of the Song family collected by various poetry sects, and some of them are analysis of these poems and articles.
After Song Mu left Chang'an, he sent this request to various poetry sects, hoping that each poetry sect could print a copy of the articles and poems collected by the ancestors of the Song family and send them to Shiyang County.
And this naturally requires paying a price. In exchange, Song Mu would go to give lectures, or the poems Song Mu obtained during the competition in Zhongzhou would be used as chips.
Of course, all this was not realized immediately. Song Mu had to carefully select these books sent by various poetry sects to ensure that they complete the poems and articles of each ancestor.
It's just that Song Mu didn't expect that his request would receive such a strong response. Perhaps these poets felt that Song Mu was sincere, or maybe they thought what Song Mu presented was really tempting.
After so many consecutive days of delivery, a small mountain has been piled up in the Song family courtyard.
Song Liangda was also helping. When Song Huaitong opened one of the book boxes, Song Liangda paused and reached out to take the thing.
At this moment, he picked up one of the books, which was a collection of essays by a member of the Song family named Song Bizheng.
Song Liangda seemed to recognize this anthology. He picked it up tremblingly and looked up at Song Mu.
"Jing Zhao, when I was young, your old lady would often hold this book and read it."
"But then something happened at home, and I don't know where the book went. The old man kept talking about it."
"I didn't expect... I could actually see my ancestor's book here again today."
When Song Liangda said this, his tone was already trembling.
Perhaps what moved him so much was not the lost and found book, but the memory behind it.
Those were some of Song Liangda's rare warm memories, and he was very moved by them at this moment.
When Song Mu heard this, he paused. He put down what he was holding, walked forward, and spoke to Song Liangda.
"Second Uncle, from now on we will collect all the poems and articles written by our ancestors in the world. There will be a lot of each poem and article."
"In the future, as long as future generations ask about an ancestor in the ancestral hall, we will be able to bring out all his articles and poems, and we will also know what the ancestor did during the Wen Dynasty."
Song Mu's words seemed to immediately make Song Liangda's eyes flash a little more, and he nodded heavily at this moment.
"well said!"
"When the time comes, we will find all the books of our ancestors. Let's, let's build a tower next to the ancestral hall and put all these books in it."
"At that time, the people of Shiyang County will also be able to read the articles of the fourteen Jinshi scholars of my Song family."
Saying this, Song Liangda seemed to have a clear idea in an instant, and at this moment he was working hard to sort out the things in it.
Seeing this, Song Mu also smiled and rolled up his sleeves. At this moment, he moved a box and asked his two sons to do their work.
Li Dong, who was nearby, also heard Song Mu's words, and his eyes flickered at this moment.
What Song Mu said about reshaping a literary family with a cultural background made Li Dong very excited at the moment, and he felt that this was a matter of profound blessing.
At this moment, Li Dong also smiled and said to Song Mu.
"Master, if it really comes true in the future, I think it will be a legend in the world."
"In the future, when the children of the Song family practice cultivation, with the help of these books, perhaps they will be able to do twice the result with half the effort."
Song Mu also nodded silently, his eyes even brighter at this moment.
"Yes, studying is very hard. If you can succeed, it will be the tree planted by the predecessors, and the descendants can enjoy the shade."
Everyone suddenly became excited. Second Aunt and Gu Qingqing, who were busy in the kitchen, saw a group of old and young men who were all very energetic, and they were also happy to prepare lunch.
After a busy morning, everyone was sweating profusely, but they finally roughly classified these books. Some of the books that were duplicated or of no use were packed up by Song Mu and sent back to Shi Zong.
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Looking at the book boxes piled up in the courtyard, Song Liangda refused to leave his eyes even while eating.
Song Mu was holding his little daughter while eating, and was also talking to Song Liangda at this moment.
"Second uncle, why are Xiaowen and Xiaowu not here today? Aren't my two nephews very curious about your grandfather?"
Song Liangda's daughter Song Mingwei married in this city. She was an honest and honest family. Her sister-in-law was also a scholar, but he was not obsessed with literature. He only took care of business in the city. Moreover, the whole family lived in the city, so it was very convenient for Song Liangda to move around.
When Song Liangda heard Song Mu's words, he suddenly lowered his head, then took two mouthfuls of rice and said solemnly.
"It's not like there have been so many books in the past few days. I think they are the Luo family after all..."
Song Mu paused with his chopsticks. He looked up at Song Liangda and shook his head.
"Second uncle, this is wrong."
"How can Mingwei not be part of our family? How can my nephew be considered an outsider? They all share the blood of our Song family."
"What does it matter if your surname is Luo? It's really like this, but it will hurt Mingwei's heart."
Song Liangda was stunned when he heard this, but the second aunt next to him remained silent, but kept looking at Song Mu.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Second uncle, I have the final say on this matter. I will ask Xiaowen and Xiaowu to help me today. From now on, my two nephews, together with Chengming, will
Study with me."
After the words fell, it was the second aunt Zhu who made the first move. At this moment, she looked at Song Liangda.
Song Liangda looked at Song Mu blankly and blinked, but there was an uncontrollable smile on his face.
"Okay, I'll go and talk to the girl after dinner. Those two little guys are always a little less solemn on weekdays. It's time for you, as my uncle, to discipline them."
Song Mu also smiled and nodded when he heard this, but at that moment Song Mu still talked to Song Liangda again.
"Second uncle, in addition to this, I also plan to visit a private school in the next few days. If they are willing, I will also teach."
"Of course that's a good thing!"
When Song Liangda heard this, he immediately said decisively, and the look on his face was even more surprised at this moment, and he said quickly.
"Many people have asked me in the past few days, Jing Zhao, if you really go there, our Song private school will be completely famous."
"I have heard that there are Jinshi scholars in Jizhou Prefecture who teach in private schools at home. Jingzhao, you are a Hanlin scholar. This is incredible..."
"No, I have to ask some gentlemen about this matter quickly."
As Song Liangda said this, he immediately put down his chopsticks and started to move, but Song Mu stopped him and told him to take his time.
At this moment, Li Dong next to him also put down his bowls and chopsticks and asked Song Mu.
"Master, you still have so many books to sort out now, and you will be very busy before you go to teach."
Song Mu just smiled and shook his head.
"That's why I said that I would trouble Your Highness. Since Your Highness is with me in Shiyang County now, why don't you go to the private school with us?"
"If you are inspired, you will also hold a whip and teach. The knowledge you have learned over the years will be very novel to the children."
Li Dong immediately became interested after hearing this, and nodded after thinking for a moment.
"This is disrespectful. I have been studying for many years, but I still don't know what teaching is like."