All the way south, further away from Chang'an, the Jianghu forces in the Jiangnan area become more complicated.
Halfway through, Bai Song opened the roster, then took out the map he bought from Yangzhou City, and compared the coordinates of each Jianghu sect one by one.
"Yuelong Gang, Nine Swords Gate, Luhu Villa, Tingyu Tower..."
The names were compared one by one, and soon the map was filled with seats.
Looking at the Jianghu sects scattered like beans in various places in Jiangnan, Bai Song also felt helpless in his heart.
I really don’t have much time to do, not to mention anything else, just traveling around takes a lot of time.
"Hangzhou is the center of Jiangnan. Within a radius of 300 miles, more than 90% of Jianghu sects have gathered. When the time comes, an imperial edict will be issued from the city of Hangzhou for a limited period of one month. Those Jianghu sects who accept the imperial edict will receive generous rewards.
If you don't accept the reward, you will be ordered to kill it."
Bai Song was minding his own business and already had a plan in mind for the next step.
At this time, Bai Song suddenly discovered that there was an inconspicuous name at the end of the roster - Mingjian Villa.
"Isn't this the villa where I was imprisoned before?"
For a moment, Bai Song was brought back into his memories again, but he didn't expect that Mingjian Villa still existed. To appear in this roster meant that he was doing well.
Seeing this, Bai Song wondered whether he would meet acquaintances when he arrived at Mingjian Villa.
As I was thinking, there was a lot of noise coming from the official road.
Bai Song didn't take it to heart, but he heard Wang Xiaohua's voice coming from the leader's car: "Stop! You are still shameless and bullying an old man! Someone, arrest these ruffians!"
The accompanying escort heard the order and rushed forward without saying a word.
When Bai Song got out of the car to check the situation, a group of escorts had already captured several young men dressed as scholars.
There was an old man with a suitcase on his back standing there with a look of disgrace on his back, dumbfounded and silent.
"What happened?" Bai Song asked.
Wang Xiaohua's eyes were red, and she was very angry. She pointed at a few people and said: "These people look polite, but they are talking rudely around an old man! It's... it's simply intolerable!"
Bai Song took a few steps forward and looked at the old man. Apart from being a little embarrassed, he saw no signs of being beaten.
However, the ground where the old man was standing was covered with spit. Bai Song frowned and turned to ask the scholars.
"Who is yours?"
Several scholars were arrested and seemed very unconvinced. They tried their best to break free, but were caught by the escort. How could they escape?
One of them shouted: "Let me go! Do you know who I am? I am Chen Mingye, one of the Seven Heroes of Suzhou and Hangzhou! We are all famous scribes in Hangzhou. How dare you merchants to treat us!"
"release!"
A few scholars were still very arrogant. Wang Xiaohua said she was a star, but she still had the scoundrel nature of her childhood in her bones. They would slap each of them in the face.
Several people took a few blows and immediately became honest. They stared at Wang Xiaohua obediently. They looked familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was.
"Thankfully you are still famous scholars. Do you know how to respect the old and love the young?"
Wang Xiaohua stood on the carriage board with her hands on her hips, staring down at the boys.
"Old man, are you okay?" Bai Song took this opportunity to walk up to the old man and asked with concern.
The old man lowered his head and replied very carefully: "It's okay...it's okay...those children are not evil people, just let them go."
When Wang Xiaohua heard this, her eyes widened even more: "Listen! What does it mean to retaliate with kindness! You humiliate the elderly in every possible way, and they still speak for you. I just want to ask, have your consciences been eaten by dogs?"
Unexpectedly, someone among the group of people suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction: "Who wants him to speak? I, the talented people from the south of the Yangtze River, would rather break than bend. If you have the ability, just beat us to death. Even if you beat us to death, we will not let such people in."
Hangzhou City!”
"Hey, are you still stubborn? I'm going to give it a try today to see if you really would rather break than bend!"
With that said, Wang Xiaohua started to fight again.
This time the man was prepared. He closed his eyes and slapped Wang Xiaohua, as if it was up to you.
"Okay, let's ask the matter clearly before we talk."
Bai Song interrupted.
When Bai Song opened his mouth, Wang Xiaohua quickly stopped and said angrily to Bai Song: "Brother Bai, how can you tolerate this? Such a villain will harm others in the future if he doesn't teach him a lesson."
Bai Song ignored him and asked that Seven Heroes: "Tell me, why do you want to humiliate an old man?"
"He is a disgrace to our literary world in Hangzhou! We want him to be ruined."
"What a shame!"
"The scribes of Suzhou and Hangzhou would rather break than bend. This is what he once taught us! Unexpectedly, under the coercion of the imperial court, he became that groveling person!"
"He taught you...who is he?"
"He... hmm, he was once known as the Great Confucian of Jiangnan and Mr. Jiang, but I think he is a street rat now, and Jiangnan can no longer tolerate him."
"Under the coercion of the imperial court, what did the imperial court force him to do?"
"The imperial court called him to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty, but in order to protect himself, he actually tampered with the history! Along with him was his direct disciple, who was the leader of the Seven Masters of Suzhou and Hangzhou. His disciple refused to cooperate in front of the imperial court
, even if he was killed, he was not cowardly at all. The student could risk his life, but the teacher just wants to live in peace, and now he dares to come back? We are all close friends of Brother Zhu, how can we not seek justice for him?
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"Compiling the history of the Tang Dynasty...tampering with historical documents?" Bai Song frowned, and what he encountered on the way was a bit strange.
"Why do you think someone has tampered with Shi Wen? Why did he have to use coercion and inducement?"
"Hmph! Everyone knows it, but no one dares to say it! Who doesn't know that the current emperor usurped power and usurped the throne to achieve what we are today? The emperor wants to tamper with history so that future generations can praise him! We, the scribes, just want to be innocent! How can we?
Can you spread errors in the world? How can you collude with the imperial court and powerful forces?"
"Brother Chen! Keep your voice down, are you going to die?" someone reminded in a low voice.
"What are you afraid of? Anyway, so many people have died, and I am not the only one left. If that dog emperor is really capable, he will listen to everything I say. What's the point of killing me?"
At this time, several women from behind also came out.
They all knew Bai Song's identity, and they all looked at Bai Song, waiting for Bai Song's reaction.
The Bai Song Dynasty didn't know about this. Regarding historical records, the Bai Song Dynasty always thought that they would record every other year. However, from what they said, it seems that it is only now that they have begun to record everything that happened from the end of the Sui Dynasty to the present.
matter.
For the White Song Dynasty, the official historical records of the past dynasties would be somewhat exaggerated and changed. It is understandable that the emperor would make some changes in order to save face. Unexpectedly, the attitude of these scholars was so fierce.
Many people had already died, and the old man was just trying to save himself, which is human nature.