Song Mu galloped all the way to the east. Although he only passed by at high altitude along the way, it also caused vibrations below, and even powerful monsters flew up to visit.
Only after realizing the realm of Grand Scholar Song Mu, these monsters hesitated a little, and Song Mu had already escaped hundreds of miles away.
During this period, Song Muduo avoided several holy cities of the monster tribes and casually killed a few reckless monsters. He then crossed the vast desert and saw the human pass in Western Xinjiang.
Looking at the pass passing below, Song Mu also remembered the past years. When he first entered the Hanlin realm, it was similar to today. However, time passed by, and this time Song Mu's realm was even longer.
With a bit of emotion, Song Mu kept running, and now the stream of light went straight into the hinterland of the Wen Dynasty. Naturally, it alarmed many people. As Song Mu revealed his identity, the human literati who came to investigate were surprised and happy.
What surprised me was that the person who came here was already a bachelor at such a young age. What I was happy about was that this person was a legendary figure in the Wen Dynasty, praised by countless people as the number one scholar in Song, Mu and Song Dynasties.
Song Mu was eager to return home at this moment. After hurriedly handing over his hand, he speeded up and headed home. However, the news that Song Mu became a bachelor quickly spread throughout the Wen Dynasty, which was shocking.
The forty-seven-year-old Song Mu actually reached the realm of a great scholar, which is beyond the summarization of a genius.
The mountains and rivers at Song Mu's feet receded far away, and soon they were going upstream along a river, and a familiar scene suddenly appeared in front of Song Mu.
Seeing the small city again, Song Mu felt even more excited. This time, Song Mu fell straight down, falling downwards with pressure.
Officials in Shiyang County had already sensed the changes in the sky. They immediately took off and saw a figure with great pressure descending.
And when they saw clearly who was coming, they all exclaimed in unison.
"Master Song!"
Song Mu was standing in the sky in his robes. As he slowly fell down, the pressure of literary power from his body was also washed away, and the expressions of the Shiyang County officials suddenly changed.
They could all feel that Song Mu in front of them had become stronger, and the aura emanating from his body made them quickly realize the situation.
"The realm of a great scholar."
Some officials exclaimed, and other officials looked at each other in confusion. For a moment, they didn't know what to do. They just watched Song Mu slowly land on the top of the city.
Song Mu landed on the city tower. At this moment, he was looking at the bronze tablet in front of him with his ancestor's articles engraved on it, but now he was leaning down.
"Thanks to our ancestors for clearing up doubts with their great writings, it is only thanks to Jing Zhao that we can be where we are today."
After bowing to Song Mu, many officials from Shiyang County appeared behind him. The new county magistrate stepped forward tremblingly and shook hands with Song Mu. It was just a routine matter to check Song Mu's identity.
After confirming the blood drop, the other party immediately lowered his eyes and stood to one side, while Song Mu also slightly arched his hands towards everyone, and then his figure flashed again, and the next moment he was in front of the Song family ancestral hall in the city.
The officials were stunned by the flashing scene, but they all followed quickly.
At this moment, the people in the city also noticed the difference in the sky just now, and when they saw Song Mu suddenly appearing in front of the ancestral hall, they were also extremely surprised for a moment.
Especially when I saw a group of officials rushing over, all of them with reserved expressions and unconcealable excitement, I felt a little confused.
Soon someone learned from the official that Song Mu in front of them was now a scholar, a scholar second only to the Confucian saint. However, the people were confused and trembling.
In the past few years, Shiyang County, which had been peaceful for many years, unexpectedly reappeared a scholar with a bachelor's degree.
Moreover, some people could not help but sigh at the great bachelor who did not know his destiny.
"Then the champion of Song Dynasty will one day...become a saint."
Everyone in the square was thinking about it for a while, but Song Mu had already stepped into the ancestral hall, and now he was worshiping and offering incense inside, and then slowly walked out.
As soon as Song Mu walked out of the ancestral hall, many people hurriedly came outside. An old man in front was hurried forward with the help of others.
"uncle!"
"Jing Zhao!"
Song Mu immediately spoke. The person who came was none other than Song Mu's second uncle, Song Liangda. However, Song Liangda was now over seventy years old. His face was a little old, and his figure was a little thin. However, his eyes were quite bright. He was looking at Song Liangda.
Mu, however, asked.
"Jing Zhao, can you take the Song family cultural tourmaline with you?"
When Song Mu heard this, he immediately took out the cultural tourmaline inherited by the Song family from his body, took a step forward, knelt down in front of Song Liangda, and held it up with both hands.
"Nephew, don't dare to forget, please ask your uncle to check."
Song Liangda just reached out and touched Song Mu's hand, and then nodded repeatedly.
"As expected, it's my Jingzhao, okay, he's back."
"Jingzhao, is it really as you said, that you are in the realm of a great scholar?"
Song Liangda asked again quickly, his tone trembling as he spoke.
Coming from a family of cultural background, Song Liangda was well aware of the difficulty of being a scholar. His nephews were smart. He entered the Imperial Academy at a young age and was already famous all over the world. Now that he heard that he had entered the realm of a bachelor, Song Liangda was a little excited and unbelievable.
Song Mu nodded slightly and said slowly.
"Thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, Jing Zhao was lucky enough to reach the state of China. He has not replied to letters for ten years, so Jing Zhao feels ashamed!"
Song Liangda, however, quickly helped Song Mu up and just kept talking at this moment.
"It's good to be back. There have been a lot of changes in our family over the years. Come back with me quickly and meet your descendants."
"Our Song family now has a bachelor."
Song Liangda led Song Mu all the way to his home. By the time he got to the door of his home, a lot of people had gathered here. Among them were many neighbors and relatives, and some familiar faces were much older.
His youthful face made Song Mu suddenly feel like he was getting older with time.
After exchanging greetings with several village elders, Song Mu also hurried home. At this moment, when he walked into the home, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the courtyard, a woman with a slightly haggard face stood, and next to her stood a beautiful woman. Next to them stood three young women.
The children were looking at Song Mu with wide eyes.
Song Mu paused suddenly, then slowly walked inside.
"Qingqing."
When Song Mu spat out these two words, he felt a lump in his throat for a moment. The beautiful woman he had come to know was now showing his age, which inevitably made Song Mu feel a little sad. At this moment, he stepped forward, but he didn't know what to say.
Gu Qingqing was also looking at Song Mu. They hadn't seen each other for ten years, and the years had left traces on their faces that were difficult to erase.
Although she had just heard that Song Mu was returning, Gu Qingqing still resisted and went out immediately. Instead, she redressed her hair and makeup with the help of her daughter and waited for Song Mu's return at home.
Not long after ten years, the day of separation was still in front of him, but after ten years, Song Mu realized what he had missed.
Song Mu walked up to Gu Qingqing, gently wiped away a tear from the corner of her eyes, and said softly.
"Qingqing, I'm back."
"Husband, in the future, will there be such a longed-for return date?"
Gu Qingqing asked this question softly, her words trembling with reluctance, but Song Mu gently took her into her arms and said softly.
"Never again."
The two embraced each other, while the relatives standing next to them watched silently. Many of them were wiping tears slightly. Only the children in the courtyard looked at Song Mu curiously.
Song Mu only knew that in the past ten years, Song Huaitong successfully passed the Jinshi examination and was now twenty-seven. He was an official under his grandfather Gu Shifan and had two sons and one daughter. They were both sent home to study in private schools.
The second son, Chengming, is going to Chang'an to take the exam this year and has not yet been engaged. The third daughter, Yiqing, has just passed her thirties and is studying at home.
Just in the blink of an eye, the Song family in Shiyang has blossomed, its children are prosperous, and it is thriving.