Silence!

It was like the air was pulled away and fell into an absolute vacuum state.

All those present were like sculptures.

Stagnant.

They held their breath one by one.

Although these gentlemen were full of expectations that the "nameless" Taoist priest could create a few more excellent works, they never thought it would be so terrifying.

‘There are no ancients in front and no comers in the back.’

‘Thinking of the vastness of the world, I was alone and she burst into tears!’

Damn, if this is spread, I am afraid the entire Zhongzhou literary world will be sensational.

At that time, everyone will be free of air.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Chen Mu realized that he might have been a little over and smiled and said, "Anyway, I remembered these few sentences and forgot the name. It feels quite good."

More than just good!

Hearing Chen Mu's comment, these gentlemen wished they could kick each one over.

Mr. Li hissed: "Captain Chen has limited knowledge, so he naturally does not understand the charm of this poem. This is a poem in the form of poetry. Just four short sentences can shake the present and the present. I am afraid that no one can write such a great masterpiece today!"

"Beyond the image, you can get the inner circle."

Mr. Ruan was shocked and gave an evaluation.

One of them shook his head and exclaimed: "In just four words, people can truly feel loneliness, loneliness, sorrow and depression, like the surging rivers, pouring down. Only the masters who are transcendent outside the world have such a state of mind."

"What a 'nameless'! Only Wuming has a world in his mind. This person is a strange man of all ages."

"And it can also be seen from this poem that this strange man gave up fame and fortune and became a Taoist priest because of his ambitions but was depressed. "

"That's right, no wonder there is a vivid image like "Ode to the Goose"."

"Yes, I feel that way too."

"So too."

“…”

Everyone was talking nonstop and began to transform.

Chen Mu was so amused and laughed.

He pulled Mr. Ruan, who was involved in the argument, and said, "Mr. Ruan, I want to ask you about some things, can we find a quieter place."

Mr. Ruan nodded with a smile: "Okay, let's go to the water ting."

After the two left, the gentlemen discussed even more fiercely.

"Everyone, should this poem be made public?" asked Mr. Li.

The person next to him curled his lips: "This is nonsense. I can't wait to see what outsiders react, that must be very interesting."

"Old Li, I'll go to the Book Pavilion to make an announcement now."

"Wait a minute! Have you ever thought about the consequences of this poem being made public?"

Mr. Li suddenly said seriously.

Everyone was stunned at first, then they understood something, and their expressions became complicated.

Poetry is a good poem.

But the tragic and unsuccessful emotions revealed in it will cause trouble.

The reason is the current situation in the court.

Since the Empress Dowager took power alone, although she tried her best to suppress officials who opposed her with the Nether Guard, she also showed a thirsty attitude of seeking talents.

Many capable and capable people have been promoted in the court.

Even some officials who insulted her would reuse her as long as they were talented and capable.

After a while, the somewhat decaying Great Yan Dynasty restored some vitality.

The people's well-being lives were once traces of trend towards prosperity.

Many aspiring people praise the Queen Mother, praise it as being generous, which is a blessing for the country after the wise and wise.

Therefore, the Empress Dowager's reputation among the people is very good.

At this time, a talented but frustrated Taoist priest suddenly appeared.

What will everyone think?

Or this person was suppressed because he had strongly opposed the empress dowager's rule, so he saw through the world and was indifferent to the world.

Or the empress dowager doesn't know this person.

But no matter what, literati cannot afford to offend, especially literati with extremely high talent.

Just this poem is enough to make the world feel sympathy and regretful to the "nameless Taoist priest", and naturally there are some doubts about the empress dowager.

"Although there were many angry poems that were not appreciated in the past, they were all written in a very average way and could not make many waves. But this poem is different. If it is really posted, no one would believe that this is a little person."

Mr. Li shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Others said lightly: "But even if we don't make any announcement, who can really block your mouth?"

This resonated with everyone.

Such a masterpiece that has been created for generations cannot be concealed.

"Forget it, it's not what I'm writing anyway."

Mr. Li waved his hand and said, "Let's make an announcement."

...

Come to the secluded place of the water pavilion.

Chen Mu asked directly, "Mr. Ruan, do you know the place of Blood Moon Peak?"

"Blood Moon Peak?"

Mr. Ruan looked surprised, "Captain Chen asked what this is doing."

"The investigation is for the Ju Chunlou case."

Chen Mu said.

Mr. Ruan's eyes turned to a corner of the rockery and spoke slowly: "Did Captain Chen suspect that the snake demon was hiding in that place?"

"Uh, there's this guess."

Chen Mu nodded.

A smile appeared from the corner of Mr. Ruan's lips. He raised his hand to point to a misty mountain to the south, and his words were quiet: "The moon sets in Wushan, the red clouds oozed blood, and the wall was like a peak, and that was the Blood Moon Peak."

"Wushan?"

Chen Mu looked at the very ordinary mountain with a strange expression, "Are you sure? Why don't I remember that it was called Blood Moon Peak?"

“It’s been a long time ago.”

Mr. Ruan looked desolate and sighed, "At least for a hundred years, no one has called this name."

"Will that sir think the snake demon hide there?"

Chen Mu asked curiously.

Mr. Ruan looked at him strangely, smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, only Captain Chen is going to find the answers to these."

...

After leaving the academy, Chen Mu saw that there were many people in front of the public notice board of the book pavilion outside, and the sound of breathing sounds came one after another.

He didn't go to join in the fun, but went straight to Yunyue Inn.

I plan to discuss things with Wenmingren.

But after knocking on Wen Mingren and Zhuge Fengchu's door, there was no response. It was probably that the two of them had gone out to do their business.

"Is there something wrong?"

The door of Yun Zhiyue's house opposite was opened.

The woman was wearing a long black dress, with a little fatigue between her eyebrows and a faint dark circle.

"Where are they going?"

"Of course I'm catching a monster. I left before dawn in the morning and was called away by the Nether Guard."

Yun Zhiyue yawned, turned around and picked up the towel soaked in the basin next to her and wiped her face casually to relieve her spirits.

Chen Mu followed into the room.

I saw a lot of talismans, cinnabar and yellow paper on the table. I guess the woman was struggling all night last night.
To be continued...