Chapter 1021 One person against the Hangzhou literary world
"Let everyone go." Bai Song thought for a while and said.
"Let go?" Wang Xiaohua was still a little unconvinced.
Bai Song waved his hands, feeling a little bored. Now he was not an angry young man. There was no point in arguing about right or wrong on such matters.
Wang Xiaohua waved her hand towards the escort.
Several scholars were let go, but some still wanted to hold on to the old man, but Bai Song had already walked up to the old man: "Old sir, why don't you come into the city with us."
"This..." the old gentleman was very hesitant, "if I come with you, I will drag you down."
"It doesn't matter." Bai Song said calmly, and then glanced at the people around him.
The scholars around him seemed to be a little wary of Bai Song, and they retreated reluctantly under Bai Song's glance.
Seeing this situation, the old gentleman was finally a little shaken and bowed deeply: "Then I'll bother you all."
Wang Xiaohua came over and said enthusiastically: "Old sir, you get in my car. I want to see who dares to stop you at the city gate."
The old man finally went to Wang Xiaohua's car. After a small farce, the team finally set off again.
The city of Hangzhou was right in front of us, and the team arrived at the city gate in just half an hour.
The scene in front of the city gate of Hangzhou is different from that of Yangzhou. There are a large number of scholars and even some old gentlemen gathered here.
These people gathered together and seemed to be waiting for someone. Bai Song thought that if he guessed correctly, the person they were waiting for must be the old man in the car in front.
The scholars who were blocked earlier were faster than Bai Song and his party. They returned to the city gate first and informed these scholars of the situation.
Seeing Bai Song and his team, the crowd gathered at the city gate immediately became restless.
The crowd gradually gathered around, and they seemed to be united in condemnation.
Bai Song didn't expect the matter to be so big, and was still thinking about how to deal with it.
Wang Xiaohua in the front was already an angry young man. He came out of the carriage directly and shouted loudly in front of a group of literati: "Whoever dares to stop us from entering the city, we will just beat him!"
"Who is this person? How dare he go against us Hangzhou literati?"
"I am Wang Xiaohua, of course. What do you mean by bullying an old man? If you have the ability, come after me!"
"Wang Xiaohua!"
"That storyteller?"
"Bah, what a bullshit actress, she's obviously just an actor."
"That's right, an actor doesn't understand the national justice, but he doesn't understand the integrity of the literati! That old guy has brought shame to us Hangzhou literati, and made us Hangzhou literati unable to hold our heads high in front of the world's literati!"
As soon as Wang Xiaohua came out, there was even more discussion around her, and the entire Hangzhou literati community was in a panic.
But there was a lot of talk outside, but the escort team invited by Wang Xiaohua played a key role when they entered the city. When the literati saw the martial arts people, no matter how loud they made, they did not dare to come and stop them. They could only
I watched helplessly as the motorcade entered Hangzhou city little by little.
Although the speed of entering the city was slow, we finally got in.
There was no sound from Bai Song all the way, leaving Wang Xiaohua alone to fight against the entire Hangzhou literati group.
But after entering the city, it seemed that the matter had spread, and the ladies in the city also formed a group and came out.
These young ladies are dedicated to protecting the elder brother in their hearts. Although they are few in number, they are not inferior at all when they are scolding the literati.
Seeing this scene, Bai Songfang's celebrity effect played a role in ancient times. If he had known that Wang Xiaohua could have such appeal, he might as well have been a star in the beginning.
The whole city of Hangzhou was in a state of excitement because Wang Xiaohua escorted an old man into the city.
It took a full hour to walk through just two streets.
Finally the motorcade stopped in front of the old man's house.
The old man finally got out of the car and was escorted back to his other house by Wang Xiaohua.
Bai Song followed him in and asked the women behind him to wait in the car. Because the street was so chaotic, a conflict almost broke out when the old man got out of the car.
As soon as Bai Song got off the bus, a group of officers and soldiers came over. The Hangzhou prefect got the news from someone unknown and came with his men to greet them.
"Sir Bai, why didn't you inform us of your itinerary in advance when you came to Hangzhou? It would be better for me to come and greet you in person."
Having said that, the prefect raised his hands and bowed.
Bai Song raised his hand to stop him: "If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later."
After leaving a few words, Bai Song hurriedly entered the old gentleman's house.
When they arrived at the courtyard, an old slave quickly closed the door, and the yelling and cursing outside became quieter.
Then I heard the crying of a family in the living room inside.
This old gentleman's family was not wealthy, but his family was prosperous. There were more than a dozen people gathered in the main hall alone, not to mention the servants who were watching outside and secretly wiping their tears.
Seeing this scene, Bai Song naturally became more considerate of the old man's choice.
I'm afraid that in order to save the lives of the whole family, I did something that went against my heart.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir for taking the risk to escort my grandfather home..."
A young girl knelt in front of Wang Xiaohua and kept kowtowing. No matter how Wang Xiaohua helped her, the girl couldn't get up.
"Brother Bai, come here and help me. This... this girl won't listen to anything she says. She said it was just a small effort."
The girl just saw Bai Song and knelt down in front of Bai Song excitedly.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
The different names of the two people made Bai Song a little depressed. He touched his slightly longer beard and thought to himself: "Now I am not even worthy of being a young master? How come I became a benefactor?"
After saying this, people in the room also came out with the old gentleman, saluting and thanking Bai Song one after another.
The old gentleman seemed to have been depressed for a long time. After seeing his family, the grievances and emotions he felt finally exploded. He cried and grabbed Bai Song's hand, trembling violently: "Sir, if I don't miss this family for thirty
How can you do something that goes against morality with just a few mouths? What if you throw it away when you are an old man with a broken body? I just think of my grandson who has not yet been married, and my granddaughter who has not yet been married...I...I..."
"Old sir, I can understand." Bai Song consoled him seriously, "Sooner or later, people outside will understand."
A middle-aged man who looked like the master of the family said: "Two benefactors, you must stay and drink a glass of light wine before leaving, otherwise we will not feel at ease!"
"Yes, yes! We haven't had time to thank you yet..."
Wang Xiaohua looked at Bai Song and said, "Brother, they are so enthusiastic, why don't we stay? I'm also afraid that people outside will cause trouble, and we will be the ones to shock."
Bai Song noticed something different in the way Wang Xiaohua looked at this young lady, and he agreed immediately.
When the family heard the news, they immediately began to prepare a thank you banquet.
The old gentleman was nervous all the way, so he went down to rest and was received by the lady just now.
Soon, Jiumei, Tian Ruoyun and Yuying all came in.
The lady had been talking to Wang Xiaohua, and the other party seemed to know Wang Xiaohua's name, and the two had a very lively conversation.
Seeing this scene, Bai Song sighed in his heart. Sure enough, the era no longer belonged to him, and it was no longer his turn to pick up girls, so he talked to the head of the family who was accompanying him. He was now also a little interested in the imperial court's compilation of Tang history.
