Everyone looked at Bai Song's exaggerated and serious expression and were a little stunned.
"What's going on?"
"Why is Mr. Bai like this?"
"It's better... Mr. Bai said it's not as good as the boss? Did I hear you right?"
"It should...it should be right. I heard it too. Mr. Bai said that he is not as good as the boss."
"That's Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai, the top singer in Shui Tiao, actually claims to be inferior to the boss."
"How is that possible? Mr. Bai must be afraid of the boss's power in Yangzhou, so he went out of his way to please him."
"Well! That must be the case."
Even Song Xifeng himself felt that Bai Song's words were too blunt and couldn't help frowning: "Brother Bai, we are all literati, we don't want to be like this..."
"Brother Song's poems are playful and uninhibited, relaxed and joyful, which reflects Brother Song's attitude towards life as he plays with the world. Compared with the rotten people in the world who chew words and are full of articles, this state of mind is infinitely better.
"
When Song Xifeng heard this, he usually looked down on those snarky people who laughed at him, but Yu Renjian touched his heart and couldn't help but feel happy. The key point was that he learned this from the author of Shuidiao Getou, and even more
This made Song Xifeng completely satisfied.
"Brother Bai, you are exaggerating."
Bai Song continued: "Brother Song's state of mind is what I have always wanted. It's a pity that people are burdened by the secular world. Nowadays, many things cannot be controlled by themselves. Therefore, I feel ashamed of myself for Brother Song, but..."
"But what?" Song Xifeng's heart tightened, wondering if he wanted to talk about his shortcomings?
"It's just that with Brother Song's talents, it's really a waste to play in the world like this. If you can gain fame, serve the court, and benefit the people, wouldn't it be a blessing to the people of the world?"
"Hahaha……"
There was another burst of inappropriate laughter.
Examine one's merit and serve the imperial court?
Benefit the people?
Which one has something to do with Song Xifeng?
Everyone knows that, let alone benefiting the people, as long as it does not harm anyone, it will be a blessing to the world.
"Crack!"
Song Xifeng suddenly slapped the person next to him, and his laughter stopped again.
Song Xifeng was furious: "Don't look down on me! Can't I, Song Xifeng, serve the imperial court?"
The person who was beaten covered his face in frustration and whispered: "Boss, the key is the exam..."
Bai Song continued: "So what about the imperial examination? With Brother Song's talent, is it not easy to get a reputation? You all look too highly at the imperial examination. Although there are many literati in Chang'an, there are only a few who are better than Brother Song. Besides,
, it’s not like you have to get the top score to become an official.”
Song Xifeng had a thought in his mind, and Bai Song, who caught him, asked seriously: "Can I really take the imperial examination?"
"certainly!"
Song Xifeng had never been so praised by anyone. He forgot his name for a while, but felt a rush of blood in his blood, and suddenly he really had the urge to take the imperial examination.
He stopped drinking, paced back and forth, thought for a long time, slapped the glass on the table, and said sternly: "I'm going to Chang'an to take the imperial examination! I must get a good name and become an official when I come back to you guys.
Open your eyes, you lowly guy! Brother Bai, follow me back home, and give me a good talk about the imperial examination tonight."
Song Xifeng was filled with enthusiasm, grabbed Bai Song and went to his house.
Jiumei, who was accompanying him, followed, turned back to Guan Yi and said, "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Bai Song was very fond of Song Xifeng, so he invited a carriage to invite him to his residence.
Jiumei followed Bai Song and had a rare chance to talk, so she asked: "Why is it so troublesome? People like him probably won't want to go when they wake up tomorrow."
Bai Song shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, this person will definitely leave Yangzhou tomorrow."
"You have been busy all day, but you can't see why? It's better to end it with a knife."
"This kid is one of our own, how can we kill him?"
"One of our own?" Jiumei was a little surprised.
"This is Jiangnan, and Song Xifeng is a child of a family. Who does the Jiangnan family always support?"
"who?"
Bai Song smiled: "Hey, you are an outsider, so of course you don't know."
Bai Song did not explain that Jiangnan Family has always been a branch of Jianghuai Group.
The family here has always supported Yu Shinan.
As the successor of Yu Shinan, Bai Song was naturally the representative of the Jiangnan family and the person who advised the court on behalf of the Jiangnan family.
He is the talker and leader of the Jiangnan family.
However, this relationship only existed verbally. Bai Song had been living in Chang'an for many years and had not officially done anything to help Jianghuai Group. There was no contact between them at all.
Jianghuai Group recognized Bai Song as their representative because of Bai Song's status in Chang'an, not because of the emotional trust between the two parties.
Although this Song Xifeng is a jerk, it is not an exaggeration to kill him, but for his own consideration, Bai Song also needs an opportunity to show his goodwill and establish a relationship with JAC Group.
Song Xifeng can be used as a link. He can not only solve the problems of the Yangzhou Gang, but also harvest a wave of Jiangnan aristocratic families. Why not?
In this way, Bai Song went to the Song family mansion in Yangzhou as a guest.
Song Xifeng originally wanted to continue discussing the imperial examination with Bai Song, but Bai Song used the excuse of being trapped and agreed to talk tomorrow morning.
Song Xifeng arranged for Bai Song and Jiumei to rest in the guest room, and then fell asleep himself.
But Bai Song did not fall asleep and called the maid who was waiting on him: "Is your master here?"
The maid was a little strange, but she didn't dare to say anything more, so she could only answer honestly: "Yes."
"Just tell me that Bai Song from Chang'an is here."
"Um?"
"Just say it."
"Sir, it's getting late, the master has already..."
"If you don't report it, I'll break in on my own."
"Hey... Young Master, this is the Song Mansion, you can't mess around."
Bai Song was about to go out, but the maid quickly stopped him: "Master, wait a moment, I will go and report."
As soon as the maid left, Jiumei asked: "What do you want to do again?"
"Meet the subordinate."
"subordinate?"
After a while, the maid came back, accompanied by the old housekeeper of the Song Mansion.
I don’t know what she went through, but the maid lost the courage to even look at Bai Song. She kept her head down all the way, not daring to show her anger.
"Master Bai, I am waiting in the main hall."
Bai Song nodded and followed a butler to the main hall.
In the main hall, a middle-aged man dressed neatly was standing at the entrance. When he saw Bai Song, he quickly lowered his head: "Master Bai, Master Bai..."
The owner of the house didn't know what to say, so he just said hello and then made a gesture of invitation.
The main seat was reserved for Bai Song, who just sat in the guest seat.
As soon as Bai Song sat down, the head of the family was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and cried: "Sir, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down. The dog was young and ignorant, and he bumped into you. Please forgive me. For the sake of our family in the south of the Yangtze River,
Don’t blame the dog!"
"Sir, why are you so excited? I haven't spoken yet."