I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 48 Li Moer

"Jin Changwu, Master Zhou, what should you do?"

Before Jin Changwu could think again, Li Mo'er had already spoken again, but his calm words immediately made the two of them sweat profusely.

"This subordinate is guilty, please punish Master Qing Tianwei."

Both Jin Changwu and Master Zhou replied tremblingly, with a bit of uneasiness on their faces.

Today, Shiyang County was attacked by monsters at the same time. The two leaders in Shiyang County did not react in advance. Not only did they step into their opponent's trap, but they also caused the tragic deaths of Lord Zhang, County Captain Pan Shun and other officials. , the city was destroyed, the people died in vain, and many other things.

These things can no longer be explained by a charge of negligence. As long as Qing Tianwei is willing to submit an impeachment memorial, the black hats of both of them will be taken off, and they will be assassinated in the frontier. In the future, three generations of ancestors will have no way to be officials.

The more the two of them thought about it, the more frightened they became, and their bowed waists never straightened.

But the response to the two was just a simple sentence.

"We have all overlooked this matter, and I will report it truthfully, but the credit for killing those demons will be credited to you."

Li Mo'er said so, Jin Changwu Zhou's chief secretary and the two looked at each other in dismay, both of them were delighted at the moment.

Although Li Mo'er did not let go of the responsibility of pursuing himself and others, but the credit for killing the demon man is counted on him. Two demon cult jinshi, multiple demon cult recruits, this kind of credit is enough to atone for the crime, even if it is not enough , and will not be fined three thousand miles.

"Thank you Lord Qing Tianwei." Jin Changwu and the two hurriedly bowed their hands and saluted, while Li Mo'er turned around and folded her fists and looked at the two of them with some playfulness.

"But this is my condition. Please bear with me for the safety of Mr. Song in Shiyang County from now on."

When Li Mo'er said this, even Song Mu who was listening beside him was taken aback, and looked at Li Mo'er with some incomprehension.

Jin Changwu, on the other hand, understood the meaning very quickly, and immediately nodded again and again.

Today, Song Mu actually wrote a stunning poem with a lot of talent. The power and influence brought by this poem must be spread all over the world in a few days.

In just two months, Song Mu not only composed a Xingwen poem with great talent, but also a war poem with great talent.

Such achievements are already extremely dazzling for a child.

Rao is himself, and he has never personally enjoyed such a spectacle.

Thinking of this, Jin Changwu even doubted whether the lightning strike that Song Mu said before was really feasible.

Could it be that the thunder that day can really enlighten people?

Seeing that Jin Changwu agreed to Li Mo'er's request in this way, Song Mu didn't dare to talk too much at the moment, but just stood there with his hands down.

But Li Mo'er immediately waved Jin Changwu and the two to leave.

Afterwards, a gust of wind suddenly passed under Song Mu, and Song Mu's figure appeared in the county academy in the next moment, and Li Mo'er's figure also appeared in front of him.

Song Mu looked at the heroic appearance of this little girl, and was a little dumbfounded at the moment.

"Song Gongzi, your poems are very heroic and refreshing. Although they are different from the romantic poems of my Li Shizong, I like them very much."

Li Mo'er stood beside him and said calmly, then with a movement of his hand, he threw a small stone to Song Mu.

Song Mu reached out to take it. It was a green thumb-sized stone, a bit like an emerald, but there was an inexplicable light flashing in it.

Song Mu held it in his hands and played with it. He felt that this thing was extremely warm and moist, and felt that the whole body's literary energy was moving more smoothly.

"After today, I think the young master will really become famous in the world. If the young master wins the case in the court exam again, I think that every school of poetry will come to recruit the young master." Li Mo'er said again at this time.

"Recruit me?" Song Mu rubbed the things in his hands and asked with some doubts.

"Well, you are now a piece of jade in the rough, and everyone can see your value, but well, I will also give you a small suggestion here."

"If you continue to pursue an official career, you can go to Jinling after the provincial examination. I think Qing Tianwei would like you to join."

"If you feel that your official career is a bit embarrassing, come to my Li Shizong. The tourmaline in your hand will be regarded as a token of that time."

Li Mo'er said calmly, pointing at the small stone in Song Mu's hand.

Hearing this, Song Mu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the things in his hands with some trepidation.

Tourmaline is the most important tool for storing the power of context in this world. Such things are nourished in the fallen stars, and only Jinshi's family can get a piece.

The tourmaline of the Song family is carried on the second uncle, only the size of two fingers, it is the wealth and life of the second uncle, and it is always close to protect.

The second uncle once told himself that when he passed the hospital examination, the cultural tourmaline would belong to Song Mu.

But now, Li Mo'er actually gave herself a cultural tourmaline just like that.

"This...this is too precious."

At this moment, Song Mu only felt that the warm tourmaline in his hand was a bit hot, but he clenched his hand tightly while saying so.

Li Mo'er also saw Song Mu's actions, and there was a clear smile on his face, and he also said to Song Mu with a smile on his face.

"It's just a piece of fragment, which contains a trace of cultural power. It will only keep nurturing your physique without any interference. It will be very beneficial to your cultivation. You can take it with confidence, my lord."

Song Mu was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his head to rub it on his body, but he searched his pockets, and the most precious thing on his body was the demon-suppressing pen that Ouyang Hong gave him.

Song Mu's face suddenly looked a little cramped, Li Mo'er just looked at Song Mu with a smile.

For a moment, Song Mu remembered the robe on his body, and took it off immediately.

Li Mo'er looked at Song Mu's movements with a strange and awkward expression.

And Song Mu took off the robe, folded it carefully, patted the dust on it, and handed it to Li Mo'er carefully.

"Miss Mo'er, I really don't have anything that can match the Wenwen tourmaline, so I can only give you this poem."

Song Mu said so, and looked at Li Mo'er.

"This..." Li Mo'er looked at the robe in Song Mu's hand, but her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, looking a little surprised.

"The above is the nine-double poem of talent you just wrote. This is a treasure, and you... plan to give it to me like this?"

Li Mo'er couldn't believe it, but Song Mu nodded with a smile.

"It's just a poem, if Miss Mo'er doesn't dislike it, then accept it."

Li Mo'er looked at Song Mu with both eyes, and there was a smile on her brows and eyes, and the next moment she waved her hand, and the things fell into her hands.

As for the robe, a huge force suddenly came from the robe.

The fabric with nine poems written on it is extremely heavy, and its weight is extraordinary, even Li Mo'er felt the heavy weight.

"Okay, then I'll accept it, remember what I told you."

Li Mo'er spoke, seemed to be silent for a few seconds, and then spoke again to Song Mu with some hesitation.

"If possible, Young Master Song, I look forward to seeing you parading on a horse on the streets of Chang'an one day."

Hearing this sentence, Song Mu was taken aback for a moment, but lowered his head slightly, and asked softly.

"Miss Mo'er, are you going back?"

"Well, I've already accomplished what I wanted to do. Next, some things will not be as I expected."

Li Mo'er said so, with a bit of helplessness and trance in her words.

No matter what, the worry on Li Mo'er's face disappeared completely, and she turned to Song Mu and said again.

"Okay, Young Master Song, let me congratulate you on your promotion every step of the way. If you can be named on the gold list in the future, don't forget to congratulate you."

Song Mu showed a calm smile with a relaxed expression.

"Miss Mo'er, I believe that the next time we meet, we will miss these days very much."

Li Mo'er nodded, raised her brows immediately, then held Song Mu's robe and waved towards Song Mu.

A gust of breeze floated, and Li Mo'er disappeared.

Song Mu looked at the empty courtyard in front of him, his expression was a little dazed, he looked lowly towards the ground, and then looked into the distance.

Just now, do you have some different ideas?

In front of a window not far away, several Tong Sheng who had just come down from the roof were also looking at Song Mu. Although they couldn't hear what the two were talking clearly, they looked reluctant to part with each other. Tong Sheng also winked.

"Could it be that Brother Song has taken a fancy to that lord?"

"That's a Jinshi. Didn't you see that when she was on the roof, her body was covered with golden poems?"

"But don't they look sympathetic to each other?"

"Don't worry about this, we have to understand what we witnessed just now, we witnessed the birth of a poem of great talent!"

"This kind of glory, I think when I get old, I will still be extremely excited when I think about it."

"That's right, legendary poems, full of talent, the last time I heard such poems was almost ten years ago."

"Brother Song's literary talent is so outstanding, maybe in the future, our Shiyang County will have the first plaque for the number one scholar."

"No. [-] scholar? You mean Song Mu? It's hard to say. You have to know that phantom just now, the great Confucian Song Wenrong, was only the second place in the list."

"But... who would know?"

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　The story of Shiyang County has come to an end here, and the next step is to officially start the imperial examination, the road to slaying demons and demons. It has been paved for so long, I hope you don't mind.

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