I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 18 Meeting in the Attic
After coming out of Sun Fang's room, Song Mu was filled with excitement several times.

Knowing the strength of his hole cards, Song Mu now looks forward to the future even more.

In the evening, when the county school was over, Song Mu bid farewell to Brother Kong and walked home. He was thinking about how to solve the scripture problem tonight, when two officials suddenly appeared in front of him.

The two yamen servants, one fat and the other thin, bowed their hands towards Song Mu at the moment, and said with a smile.

"Young Master Song has invited you. Your parents and lords want to see you. They are here on the north city tower. Do you think you should go back to put your things first, or go with us."

Song Mu looked at the two yamen servants, and then thought about Jin Changwu, the county magistrate he met yesterday. Although he had to address him as a teacher as a child, he still went to the city wall to find him at this time. Song Mu felt that there should be other people. matter.

Maybe it has something to do with what happened last night.

Song Mu pursed his lips and nodded, then put his book bag behind his back and said.

"Then ask the two of you to lead the way."

The two yamen servants cupped their hands and led Song Mu towards the north wall.

Soon Song Mu came to the city wall. This is the main gate of the city wall in Shiyang County. It opened to the north and guarded a north-south land route.Because the Ganjiang River is not far from the east side of the city, the river from south to north is surrounded by mountains here, and the current is turbulent. After passing by, the boat basically has to rest for a while at the wharf in Shiyang County.

Go north along this river, enter the Yangtze River, and cross the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to reach the northern border.

Before Song Mu climbed the seven or eight meter high city wall, he saw many people carrying picks and shovels in their hands, and bamboo baskets full of sand and stones on their backs, transporting them to the city wall.

Shiyang County began to build the city wall at the beginning of this year, expropriating the entire county for labor, which has been done in rotation for more than half a year.

Heightening and thickening the city wall, which was originally only five meters high and about two meters thick, to the current level also gave the whole city a grand appearance.

Song Mu walked up the city wall, and then walked towards the middle of the city wall under the leadership of the yamen servants. In the middle of the north city wall stood a tall watchtower, which was the location of Dengwen Pavilion in Shiyang County.

After the establishment of the Wen Dynasty, it was ordered that each county must build a Dengwen Pavilion when building a city, and enshrine the tablets of Juren and above literati from the county in it. Gather the culture of a county.

And the Xingwen poem that Song Mu made yesterday is also in it now.

Song Mu walked all the way to the bottom of the three-story attic, and the first thing he saw was a bronze monument under the stairs.

There is a long inscription engraved on the bronze stele with greenish red in the middle. Song Mu saw the corner of the inscription, and the inscription there was Song Wenrong.

This is the great Confucian article written by my ancestors for Shiyang County, which can stabilize the city wall, get rid of demon barriers, and resist the invasion of monster races.

The glory of the ancestors was presented in front of Song Mu in such an appearance at this moment, which made Song Mu feel emotional, more proud and self-motivated.

Song Mu, who now knows the secret method of his ancestors, can't lose face to his ancestors.

Song Mu turned his head and followed the yamen servants up to the three-story attic. On the second floor, the county magistrate Jin Changwu and the instructor Ouyang Hong were sitting in front of the north window. The sunlight entered the attic from the west window. The attic is dyed with a different kind of solemn color.

"Song Mu met the old parents and taught them."

Song Mu stood outside the threshold and bowed his hands in salute. Jin Changwu and Ouyang Hong both turned their heads and waved to Song Mu with a smile.

"Song Mu, you are here, come in quickly, sit here and talk."

Song Mu was so flattered that he also hurriedly walked in, carefully sat down on the bench in front of the table by the window, and looked at the two respectfully.

Jin Changwu looked at Song Mu with a smile on his face, stroked a few strands of beard on his face, and then spoke.

"Song Mu, at the county school today, I heard that Master Xun asked you to recite the scriptures?"

Song Mu nodded: "The college exam is coming soon, and the master also hopes that we can consolidate our knowledge more, so that we won't miss a hundred secrets."

Jin Changwu nodded, and turned to look at the instructor Ouyang Hong, the long-faced adult with a long beard also nodded, and said to Song Mu.

"Song Mu, the Xingwen poems you wrote yesterday are very good. We have sent them to the capital immediately. I think we will see your poems in the "Tianxia Wenkan" in January."

"Haha, I haven't published any talented poems in Shiyang County for many years, and now I can finally show my face in front of the Holy One."

Ouyang Hong seemed to be more relaxed in his heart, and said with a big smile.

Song Mu also grinned to accompany him, and after Ouyang Hong laughed a few times, he also restrained himself and looked at Song Mu again, handed Song Mu a cup of tea, and then spoke slowly.

"Song Mu, although you are only seventeen years old, I think you must have some confidence in this college examination. Therefore, you must study hard and strive to win the scholar's degree in one fell swoop."

"Of course, if you can win the top three, or come out on top, it will be even more satisfying!"

When Ouyang Hong said this, he was quite emotional, Song Mu stood up and cupped his hands, and said seriously.

"Song Mu will live up to the high expectations of teaching, study diligently, and strive to obtain a scholar's degree."

"Okay, Song Mu, since you have such thoughts, and you are a rare disciple of my culture in Shiyang County, I will also give you something today."

After speaking, Ouyang Hong shook his hand, and a long wooden box appeared on the table. Song Mu was dumbfounded, and Ouyang Hong signaled Song Mu to open it.

Song Mu opened it carefully, but saw a writing brush in it. The barrel of the brush was made of jade, and the tip of the brush was some kind of wolf hair. The roots were long and distinct, and the whole body was shiny and shiny. It was really a treasure.

Song Mu's eyes widened for a while, but he quickly got up and backed away, and said with a panicked face.

"Song Mu dare not, Song Mu absolutely dare not accept such a great gift."

However, Ouyang Hong waved his hand and said, "It's okay, this old man accidentally made this demon-suppressing pen a few years ago. You just accept it. This is not only my encouragement to you, but also your wish. A reward for poetry."

The county magistrate next to him, Jin Changwu, also chimed in at this time.

"Song Mu, you can accept it. The teaching said it is a reward for you, so he is willing to give it to you. After all, he does not lack such a thing."

"Haha, you old guy, I think you are thinking about my things."

Ouyang Hong laughed, but didn't say anything more. Song Mu also thanked him repeatedly, accepted it solemnly, and then sat down again.

At this time, the atmosphere among the three of them was suddenly a little silent. Both Ouyang Hong and Jin Changwu put away the smiles on their faces, and Jin Changwu looked at Song Mu directly with a serious expression.

"Song Mu, I called you here today, but I have something to explain to you."

Song Mu quickly looked at Jin Changwu with a serious expression.

"We checked what happened yesterday. The fox demon found a gap while the city wall was being repaired recently. It bypassed the great Confucian article to deter it."

"As for the four devils, they are the four tyrants of the bandit Qiao family on Qingye Mountain in our county. They were swallowed by the devil energy and lost their humanity."

Speaking of this, Jin Changwu frowned again.

"But how exactly did these four guys get to the city, how were they put on your only path, and how did they know to attack you."

"There is no trace of this matter, and we have no way of investigating it."

When Jin Changwu said this, he gave Song Mu an explanation. Song Mu nodded, and Jin Changwu continued.

"However, it's not that we didn't gain anything. We also caught a fugitive yesterday. Although that person is stubborn, in my opinion, the target is also you."

"And what he's looking for is the ancient books of your Song family."

As soon as Jin Changwu said this, Song Mu's expression froze.

The Song family's ancient book, that is, the Annotation of the Song family's ancient sayings in my mind, has always been the most cherished family heirloom of the Song family for a long time in the past.

Every generation vows to preserve and pass on this ancient book.

Throughout the ages, there are naturally many people who have thought about this ancient book. Now Song Mu heard Jin Changwu say this, but he had some guesses in his heart.

These days, many people have talked about their ancient books. This secret is not known to everyone. If outsiders come to Shiyang County, even if they know a little, they will never find themselves with such a clear goal.

Then there is only one possibility, that someone in the city has his own idea.

But who would it be?
……

　Sit up in shock during dying illness, recommended by a friend for a walk (〃>dish<)~~
　　


(End of this chapter)