Standing in front of Song Mu at this moment was Fu Zefeng, who studied with Song Mu at Jizhou Fu School.
After Fu Zefeng studied in the government school for several years, he went directly to the frontier army. Song Mu heard that he was working hard in the northwest frontier army, but he did not expect to meet him at this pass.
Today, Fu Zefeng is already over 150 years old. His face is dark, rough, and weather-beaten. He is completely different from Senior Brother Ling Li back then.
It's just that his level doesn't seem to have improved, and he is still at the peak of being a scholar.
When Song Mu met an old friend in a foreign country, his expression changed immediately and he took a few steps forward.
Fu Zefeng, who was thinking casually, also saw Song Mu's movements and looked up.
However, at this moment, he did not recognize Song Mu's changed appearance, so he raised his hands and said to Song Mu.
"Does your Excellency have something to do?"
Song Mu came back to his senses when he heard these words. He stopped now, remembering that the other party might not recognize him now.
However, Song Mu also realized that he could not reveal his identity at will. He was also looking at the other party at this moment, and said with his hands raised than before.
"I just passed by here, but I heard that the accents of the two of you are somewhat familiar. I wonder if they are from Jiangnan West Road?"
Fu Zefeng was stunned when he heard this. He looked at each other with his wife, then stood up and looked at Song Mu, and said with some surprise.
"Your Excellency is also from Jiangnan West Road?"
"Is he also from Jizhou Prefecture?"
Song Mu also smiled and nodded. He used his mother's surname as Chen to prevaricate, but the obscure local accent caught his ears, so Fu Zefeng was quite pleased with Song Mu.
At this moment, the other party came forward and offered his hands, but this time he opened his mouth and spoke.
"It's such a pleasure to meet you. I've been here for many years. I wonder if Mr. Fan is still doing academic work now?"
When Song Mu heard this, he smiled and said.
"I'm afraid your Excellency may have forgotten it. Mr. Fan just wanted to study and has now been promoted to the prefect of Jizhou."
As he said this, the eyes of Fu Zefeng and Song Mu flickered slightly, and then Fu Zefeng nodded with a smile.
"That's right, that's right. It seems I remembered it wrong. Come on, come and sit here."
After this trial, Fu Zefeng was convinced of Song Mu's identity. At this moment, he smiled and invited Song Mu to sit next to him, and even said to his wife.
"Quick, old lady, make two dishes and bring out the wine we brought from home. This brother and I will have a few drinks."
When the other party said this, he was obviously a little excited at the moment, but the woman pursed her lips slightly and just said indifferently.
"There's only a small jar of wine left. You'll have to go up the city wall later."
Fu Zefeng waved his hand and said loudly.
"It's nothing. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is a rare encounter for me in many years. It's just a drink, it won't miss anything!"
Saying this, Fu Zefeng looked at Song Mu again and asked about the situation in Jizhou Mansion.
Seeing that his old friend was so enthusiastic, Song Mu started talking about it one by one. When it came to Jizhou Prefecture having more talented people and prosperous industries, Fu Zefeng also nodded and talked about how his daughter and son-in-law are now in his hometown, and his grandson is about to enter school.
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But at this moment, Fu Zefeng suddenly changed the topic.
"But I don't know if you have ever heard of Song Mu?"
Song Mu's face paused slightly at the moment, but then he nodded with a smile.
"That is a legendary figure in our Jizhou Prefecture. How could we not have heard of him as an example for literati like us?"
Hearing Song Mu's comments, Fu Zefeng laughed and nodded this time.
"Yes, such a role model has given me a lot of face as a scholar in Jizhou Prefecture. When I talk about Song Mu here, others give me a thumbs up."
Saying this, he immediately took the wine brought by his wife and filled it with Song Mu.
Song Mu looked at the other person at the moment. This former friend was very happy to talk about the topic of his hometown. However, although he was his senior brother, his words did not reveal any hint of familiarity.
More, it seemed like he was enjoying the scene when others admired Song Mu.
Seeing this, Song Mu felt very complicated, but he toasted with the other party and said with a smile.
"Then let's respect our hometown together!"
Saying this, Fu Zefeng also looked at Song Mu, and nodded with a bit of surprise on his face.
"Okay, respect my hometown!"
The two spoke in local accents and drank the glass of wine.
After finishing his glass of wine, Fu Zefeng immediately stood up and held his hands towards Song Mu.
"Brother Chen, that's it. I still have important matters, but I can't stay here with you any longer. When the sandstorm passes today, we can talk again if we have the chance."
When Song Mu saw that the other party was about to leave, he quickly stood up, but Song Mu held his hands and said.
"Brother Fu, wait a moment, I have something else I want to ask."
"Is today's sandstorm really dangerous?"
Hearing Song Mu's question, Fu Zefeng frowned slightly and looked at the people around him. He thought for a moment and then spoke softly.
"This sandstorm cannot be underestimated. Now that the demons have declared war on me, the situation will not be very optimistic."
"To defend the city today, we may have to mobilize everyone at the pass."
When Song Mu heard this, he was moved and spoke.
"Then I wonder if I can go with you?"
The other party also paused when he heard these words. At this moment, he looked at Song Mu with some confusion. However, Song Mu slightly showed some power, and Fu Zefeng's eyes suddenly widened.
At that moment, he bowed his hands towards Song Mu and saluted.
"It turns out to be Mr. Jinshi. I apologize for my rudeness."
Song Mu waved his hands quickly and just said indifferently at this moment.
"You don't need to be polite. I was just passing by here this time and I heard that something like this would happen. After all, I just want to do my part."
"But I don't know what you think of it?"
The reason why Song Mu said this was that Song Mu originally didn't want to reveal his identity here, but he didn't expect to meet Fu Zefeng here. Song Mu felt a little emotional about this old friend.
After hearing that the city was about to face an unknown attack, Song Mu made this decision.
When Fu Zefeng heard this, his expression immediately changed, but now he pondered for a moment, and then said to Song Mu.
"It's hard for me to make a decision on this matter. Why don't you go up to the city wall with me and let the superior officer make the decision."
Song Mu also nodded and followed the other party towards the pass.
When we boarded the pass, there was a busy scene above. Many soldiers were arranging their armaments. When they saw Fu Zefeng's arrival, they quickly stood up and saluted. Even some of the talented soldiers among them also stood up immediately.
Fu Zefeng only nodded slightly, obviously he was still quite prestigious at this juncture.
At that moment, Fu Zefeng took Song Mu towards an attic above the pass.
As soon as he arrived at the attic, Song Mu heard some quarrels coming from among them.
"We can't compare to others in Xiguan. There is a poem written by the number one scholar of the Song Dynasty written on the gate there. Even in the face of this sandstorm, we are safe and sound."
"We here will have no choice but to fight to the death and not retreat,"
"But what about the family records in the city, those women and children, once the barrier is broken, what will be the consequences? For the two of us, as long as this sandstorm comes and the three-headed demon king attacks the city, we will be finished!"