As soon as Song Mu entered the imperial city to talk, he also temporarily settled down in Chang'an. With the world situation and Ci Zong's affairs, Song Mu knew that he had to make a difference in the current situation, and Song Mu would never be able to survive alone.
During the free time, Song Mu could also calm down his thoughts.
At present, there was no clear news about the exchange with Donghai, so Song Mu also set his sights on "Tianwenjian".
Li Mo'er asked Song Mu to write manuscripts for "Tianwenjian". This was Song Mu's old job, and Song Mu was also interested in it.
Now that more than ten years have passed, Song Mu also wants to know where Tianwen Magazine has reached today and whether there have been more different changes.
On this day at the Wenkan Pavilion, the editors of the Wenjian Pavilion welcomed figures like Song Mu for the first time in a long time. Over the past ten years, there have been many changes in the officials, and this was the first time for many people to see Song Mu.
The legendary figures looked even more excited.
When they learned that Song Mu was here today to compile manuscripts for Tianwen Magazine, they were overjoyed and wanted to rush to tell each other.
"Sir Song, it is a great blessing that you can continue to write manuscripts for Wenjian Pavilion. It is a blessing to all literati in the world."
In the Wenjian Pavilion, Huo Tai, who had successfully become a member of the Imperial Academy, stood beside Song Mu and said with his hands raised, his words were as enthusiastic as ever.
"Master Huo is really flattering me. I haven't written manuscripts for Tianwen Magazine for ten years. Now I am probably a little rusty."
"Your Majesty, I must be humble to say that I will have a lot of headaches as I wait for these days."
When Song Mu heard this, he looked at the other party in confusion. Huo Tai glanced at everyone in the room before continuing to talk to Song Mu.
"Master Song, to be honest, in recent years, students from various parts of the Wen Dynasty have become even more enthusiastic about academic discussions, and we can often select some excellent articles for publication."
"But in the past few years, for some reason, the opinions among students all over the world have suddenly become quarrelsome, and the articles that have been sent are even more biased in meaning, and all of them are somewhat radical and inappropriate."
Saying this, Huo Tai's face showed a bit of a wry smile.
"For this reason, we did not select and publish, and as a result, some of the students criticized our magazine. When I received the manuscript in the past few days, those students, alas..."
Song Mu was suddenly startled when he heard this. This was the first time he knew that such a thing happened, so he also spoke this time.
"Then does Your Majesty have any opinion on this matter?"
"His Majesty has ordered us to put an end to this situation as soon as possible. However, there are many reasons for this problem in the world, and this cannot be settled by one thing. Writing random articles to criticize or judge will be counterproductive when the time comes."
As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded one after another. At this moment, their faces also showed a bit of anxiety and exhaustion. It seemed that this problem had been bothering them for a long time.
"Master Song, we really don't know what to do."
Song Mu also frowned slightly at the moment. In fact, Song Mu had heard about the recent discussions about Confucianism and Taoism by students from all over the country. He had heard that they were fighting fiercely, and they were arguing endlessly.
But I didn't expect that it would now reach such a ferocious level. It would be a good thing for students to discuss the meaning of the classics and poems, but it is definitely not a good thing to make irresponsible remarks and even go to the extreme.
At that moment, Song Mu also nodded cautiously, looked at the people in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
"This is indeed a problem. Students are eager to learn, but they cannot be suppressed at will. Those who are above are walking on thin ice. So Song is here to help you think of a solution."
Everyone who heard this suddenly relaxed a lot. Under Song Mu's arrangement, they brought the Tianwen periodicals of the past few years and presented the articles that had been submitted in these days. Song Mu was also here.
Read carefully in the Wenjian Pavilion.
After reading the books and articles in the Wenkan Pavilion for a day, Song Mu also had some opinions in his mind. In fact, the focus of debate among students all over the world is what the future of Confucianism and Taoism will be like and how to walk.
This was originally a smooth statement, in which diligence, erudition, and caution were all excellent ways. But now, it has evolved into the way of kings and ministers, the things of demons, and even many thoughts about the greatness of the world.
It is a good thing to rise from one person to ten thousand people, but from this, countless factions have spawned. They make radical, timid, moderate, and even inaction remarks. They quote scriptures and criticize the Confucian and Taoist works of the past and present. It is fascinating to see the Song Dynasty.
Mu also sighed repeatedly.
Knowing the crux of the matter, Song Mu was ready to write this article as soon as possible.
However, after sunset on this day, Song Mu was blocked by two people in front of Wenkan Pavilion.
The visitors were none other than Tan Weiyi and Xu Yuncai.
The two of them learned about Song Mu's arrival in Chang'an and planned to visit Song Mu on that day. Naturally, they were overjoyed after not seeing their old friend for so many years.
But after meeting Song Mu, both of them were hesitant.
Today's Song Mu is not what it used to be. The academic's cultivation has a real sense of oppression in front of the two of them, making them a little timid in speaking and doing things.
Song Mu felt calm when he saw his old friend. He just smiled and chatted with them. He then found a teahouse with the two of them and asked for a private room to drink and chat.
"Brother Jing Zhao, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. After you were born again, you immediately caused a storm in the literary dynasty. Xuanyuan Academy and the Chibi Fu on the side of the Yangtze River are both very popular."
"Yes, Brother Jing Zhao, you are able to leave so many legends while wandering around the world. We are really impressed by you."
Song Mu shook his head slightly when he heard what the two said. This time he just looked at the two familiar people and asked something else.
From their mouths, Song Mu also learned about the situations of other people who came and went. Almost all of the former Jinshi scholars had gone their separate ways. As their experience in the court deepened, everyone had their own personal relationships.
He also had many worries about relationships in the court, but now he has become the old-fashioned person that everyone despised at the beginning.
Only Song Mu and Tan Weiyi were leisurely and contented. Song Mu was living a carefree life because he left the Wen Dynasty court early, while Tan Weiyi was gradually getting better and better in the court because of Prime Minister Tan.
On the edge.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Brother Tan, it's not his intention. It's just that Prime Minister Tan seemed to have some complaints about His Majesty at the beginning. Why does Your Majesty pay more attention to Prime Minister Tan now?"
As soon as Tan Wei drank the wine in his glass, he just shook his head helplessly and said.
"Brother Jing Zhao's words are wrong. In fact, my father doesn't like this position. It's just that His Majesty needs someone like Wei Zheng. It's pitiful that my father is so old and has a stubborn ass-like temper that he has to work in court every day.
I shouted and scolded His Majesty in the hall, but said good things to the ministers."
Song Mu was stunned when he heard this, but at this moment he suddenly realized the usefulness of the role of Tan Xiang.
He is almost the same person as what Li Mo'er wanted him to do back then. From this look of it, Tan Xiang has to endure all this.
Song Mu touched the tip of his nose slightly, sighed a few words at this moment, then looked at Xu Yuncai beside him, and continued to ask.
"But I don't know what's going on with Brother Xu now?"
As soon as he said this, Xu Yuncai naturally began to talk eloquently, and also talked about Yingxuefang, but Tan Weiyi suddenly looked at Song Mu at this time, with a bit of emotion in his eyes.
It’s complicated, he said to Song Mu now.
"Brother Jing Zhao, it's really hard for you to hide it from me. You are actually the author of "Hundred Demons". Why does that person's pen name always sound familiar to me?"
Song Mu was slightly startled when he heard this, and grinned slightly at this moment. Xu Yuncai was a little helpless, and said this time.
"Brother Jing Zhao, it's Brother Tan who is really pressing for more questions, but don't worry, I didn't tell anyone about this matter carelessly. He is the only exception."
Song Mu smiled and shook his head, then asked the other party.
"Brother Xu, that's not what I want to say, but I don't know what happened to the things I entrusted you to do before?"