On the second day, a bombshell news spread instantly in Yingzhou City. Because Yingzhou had been covered with clouds for many days, which was very detrimental to the surrounding autumn harvest, Yingzhou Tixue Song Huaitong ordered a rain-repelling literary meeting.
This rain-repelling literary meeting invited candidates who took the new provincial examination and many scholars from the state to participate. In addition, many dignitaries in the city will also participate.
As for the place where the cultural conference will be held, it is in the famous scenic spot of Yingzhou, the place where the Three Kingdoms fought fiercely.
Not only that, but there is also an even more surprising news. This rain-repelling literary meeting coincides with the arrival of Tixue's father, Song Mu, who will also be invited to participate.
As soon as this news came out, it instantly aroused the emotions of countless people. Everyone knew what a scholar Song Mu was. It was not until this moment that they knew that the newly appointed Tixue was actually the son of Song Mu. This made the Yingzhou students very upset.
I was moved because there were countless students outside the school that day.
Song Mu also met with many of them, and the Yingzhou students were extremely excited for a while, scratching their heads and scratching their heads, racking their brains for the upcoming rain-dispelling essay meeting.
Everything was prepared at an extremely fast speed. However, on the third day after Song Mu arrived in Yingzhou City, preparations for the rain-driving literary meeting were completed in the afternoon. At this moment, many scholars and ordinary people were heading to the Yangtze River.
At Red Cliff, the place is already crowded. Although there are officers and soldiers to maintain order, the place is still crowded. The people are eagerly looking forward to meeting the legendary figure here.
Song Mu also followed the magistrate and other officials here, which immediately aroused loud shouts from the surrounding people. Many people guessed that they understood Song Mu's position in the hearts of the scholars of the Wen Dynasty.
It was also the first time for many people to see a great scholar with their own eyes. His elegant and majestic appearance made many people feel shaken. They said that if such scholars defended the Wen Dynasty, how could the Wen Dynasty not prosper?
Song Mu had already followed everyone to board a pavilion by the river. The pavilion here was renovated in the early years of the Wen Dynasty. Many literati wrote and ink were left here. Li Bai and Du Fu all wrote their poems here, among which the most famous ones were written.
It belongs to Du Mu's song "Red Cliff".
The broken halberd sinks into the sand, but the iron is not sold. It will be washed and washed to recognize the past.
The east wind refuses to cooperate with Zhou Lang, and the bronze bird spring locks Erqiao deeply.
It is precisely for this reason that this place has become a place where many literati come to pay homage. Not only do they see the scene of this ancient battlefield, but also appreciate the poems of their ancestors, so they can't help but recite poems and compare them with each other.
When Song Mu climbed up and looked far away, he had a panoramic view of the Yangtze River. The long and winding sword cut through the mountains like a swimming dragon. People could not help but admire the majestic bank of the Yangtze River.
No wonder so many poets throughout the ages have praised this.
With the arrival of Song Mu, the students and dignitaries during this period also stood up and came to greet him. The Lord Zhizhou who was walking in front was even more smiling, and he was talking to Song Mu at this moment.
"Master Song, your arrival really makes us, the common people and students in Yingzhou, very happy. I think that today's cultural gathering will be extraordinary."
Song Mu smiled and cupped his hands towards the other party, then looked at many of the students among them, and then they cupped their hands one after another and said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Song has kept you waiting for a long time. This rain-dispelling literary meeting is related to whether the people of Yingzhou know about the good harvest. It should not be delayed. I also ask you to do your best to benefit the people."
"It's my duty to wait!"
All the students in the pavilion were of steadfast background, and all of them had excitement on their faces. At that time, the magistrate also ordered the literary meeting to begin, and the sacrificial officers immediately recited the sacrificial inscriptions.
Zhizhou encouraged the students again, and Song Huaitong then announced the theme of today's literary meeting.
One is to drive away the rain, and the other is to sing the praises of the country for thousands of years.
Saying this, all the students in the audience were immediately eager to try. Song Mu was sitting among them, looking at the excited expressions of the students, and nodded slightly.
"Students are stupid, so I'm going to show off my humiliation first. I dare you, the student from Yingzhou, to set an example."
At this time, a young student stood up from the crowd and raised his hands to everyone. After listening to Song Huaitong's introduction, Song Mu knew that this man was the fifth placer in the Huainan Dao Provincial Examination and was a famous person in Yingzhou City.
student.
The other party immediately bowed his hands to everyone, then looked thoughtful, walked around the pavilion for a while, and then opened his mouth to sing.
A five-character quatrain came out of the other party's mouth, and then he immediately started writing. A poem about the sun was lost in an instant, and only then did the energy surge from it.
The surging talent suddenly washed away, and the next moment it turned into a ray of light that shot straight into the sky, and then a gap opened above the dense dark clouds in the sky, and a ray of sunlight immediately fell down.
The next moment, people cheered around the pavilion. When everyone saw this, they nodded one after another. A poem can shake the dark clouds in the sky.
With this student taking the lead, the others were naturally impatient. At this moment, they took action one after another and wrote various poems to try to dispel the clouds. Song Mu also made some comments among them, which made everyone excited for a while.
Song Mu's mere presence in this scene had already made these students extremely excited, and they even felt that Song Mu had given them infinite power.
As a result, excellent works came out one after another. Even Song Huaitong couldn't help but write a poem. A poem about Kua Fu floated and turned into a wave of sound that shot straight into the sky. The scorching sun pierced the clouds and the light and shadow flashed at this moment.
.
Then a group of students and literati worked together to write poems and essays, and the dark clouds slowly dissipated, revealing a large clear sky in just a moment.
Seeing such a scene, everyone looked happy and felt that this article would go smoothly and the crisis in Yingzhou would be resolved.
"Yingzhou is really full of talented people. In just a short time, this literary conference has been very effective. Song should say good things to you and to the literary talents of Yingzhou talents."
Song Mu immediately opened his mouth and said this to everyone. After hearing this, all the officials and students also raised their hands, and many people's faces were filled with excited smiles.
To be recognized by a great scholar in this way is already regarded as a very high honor, and to show off his skills at such a literary gathering today, everyone can't help but hope to be remembered by Song Mu.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And at that moment, someone spoke.
"Zhuangyuan of the Song Dynasty, this is your first time to come to my land of Red Cliffs. This is a place where literati from ancient times have written poems to express their feelings. But do you dare to leave a calligraphy treasure for this purpose?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked up at Song Mu with enthusiasm in their eyes.
The governor of Yingzhou and others were also very excited. If it could be done, it would be a great political achievement, and they would be able to leave their name in Qing history in the future.
Song Mu looked at everyone with a calm expression and was about to nod when he suddenly heard someone speaking from the people below.
"What's going on? The clouds in the sky have gathered again."
This sudden sound interrupted everyone's elegance. At this moment, they all looked outside. Song Mu also turned around and saw that the already clear sky had a lot of dark clouds floating in again. These
The dark clouds soon piled up very thickly, and suddenly there were storms and clouds surging between the sky and the earth.
"Is this a monster causing trouble?"
An official next to him said immediately, and the look on his face was very angry at this moment.
Song Mu was also looking towards the sky, but he couldn't notice anything strange, and he couldn't help but frown for a moment.
Song Mu suddenly looked far into the distance. After a moment, he finally felt a faint trace of evil spirit on the upper reaches of the Yangtze River in the far distance. This time, his expression also changed.
Everyone looked at Song Mu. Song Mu took a step forward and waved for everyone to continue writing poems.
After a few poems fell, the sky became even more cloudy.
It seems that the dark clouds in the sky are endless at this moment.
Only then did Song Mu become convinced that there was indeed a monster causing trouble. He looked into the distance for a moment, snorted coldly, and then said in a deep voice.
"Bring me pen and ink."
As he spoke, everyone spread out their paper, ink, pen and inkstone for Song Mu, looking forward to it.
Song Mu looked at the scene in the sky, pondered for a moment, and immediately put ink on the paper.