Xiang'er still doesn't know that her illness is related to the Niu Da in front of her.
But people always feel vaguely what happens to them.
"Xiang'er, let's talk about the future matters later. For now, let's see how to solve the problem in front of us."
The scene was still in chaos.
Without the intervention of official officials, I don’t know how long the chaos among the literati will continue.
Some people had been beaten to death, and others were crying for their fathers and mothers in the crowd, but the yelling and cursing was still deafening.
After a quarter of an hour, the official who heard the news finally arrived.
These literati finally calmed down in front of official officials.
The situation is under control, but the current mess is difficult to deal with.
Those who gather together to cause trouble should be arrested according to law.
But most of these young masters are descendants of various noble families, so they obviously cannot be caught.
But if we don't arrest the nobles, but only the poor families, that would be even more inappropriate. Mang County's reputation will be extremely bad in the future.
The magistrate of Chai County also arrived and ordered the injured to be treated first.
Bai Song soon saw Doctor Xue coming out of nowhere to make his presence felt.
The literati suffered only superficial injuries, some of which were serious, but not life-threatening.
So Bai Song didn't join in the fun.
It's just that some people have all kinds of saliva mixed with horse dung on their bodies, and they look extremely miserable.
The most miserable person was naturally Na Mayu, who betrayed the poor family and became the public enemy of the students of the poor family. He was not beaten much, but no one dared to come near him because of the stench.
Lin Xun didn't seem to be hit among the people. He was still scolding a few people and his momentum continued unabated.
Xiang'er looked at Bai Song: "Let's... let's go over and take a look."
Bai Song nodded and returned to the crowd with the three girls.
"Those who are not injured should be dispersed! Your Majesty the County Magistrate is going to be lenient with you and has decided not to hold you accountable. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, Your Majesty the County Magistrate will not give face to anyone. No matter they are from a poor family or a noble family, they will all be arrested. Go back to the county office to play the game, if you don’t believe it, you can come and try it!”
The master shouted loudly in the crowd.
There was a faint sound of cursing in the crowd, but after the scholar calmed down, he was still more afraid of trouble, and some people began to leave quietly.
The situation had just been brought under control when suddenly an exclamation came from the distance: "It's not good! Someone has hanged himself!"
Hang yourself?
For a while, no one in the crowd responded.
A few breaths later, someone shouted again: "Oops! Xu Xuan is seeking death! Come and save him!"
"Xu Xuan? Is that Han Shi who made a big fuss about the Xiao Sui Ping?" Bai Song had heard some things about the Xiao Sui Ping and felt that the name was very familiar.
Xiang'er nodded: "Yes, that person is also somewhat talented, but too arrogant. If it weren't for your...brother's poems, it seems that no one on the Xiaosui Review could surpass him."
After a conversation, people gathered under the big tree in the distance.
Xu Xuan seemed to be in the crowd just now. Everyone was fighting and no one noticed his behavior.
No one can tell when he hanged himself.
The person was quickly released, and many people were shouting "Mr. Xue".
"What are you shouting for? You've run out of energy!"
Doctor Xue rushed over and looked at Xu Xuan's face and shook his head: "Hey, it's too late... the person is already dead."
Even Doctor Xue said it was hopeless, so it really was hopeless.
Someone looked regretful from the side: "Hey, what a pity, Xu Xuan is also a talented person... Why..."
"Stop being so hypocritical! If Brother Xu hadn't been ridiculed by you, how could he have thought of committing suicide?"
"Oh, that's ridiculous. Speaking of cynicism, who here can get away with it?"
"It's all you..."
"Oh, everyone is already dead, so what's the use of you arguing here?"
The Han scholars started arguing again because of a few words.
Magistrate Chai shook his head helplessly, thinking that although these gentry children were useless, they were better than these poor people.
How can such a student achieve anything? How is it possible for a humble family to rise?
"Get out of the way!"
Magistrate Chai was still distressed when he saw Bai Song pushing through the crowd and walking to Xu Xuan.
The poor families around looked at Bai Song in confusion: "Who are you?"
Bai Song ignored him, squatted down and looked at Xu Xuan's face, checked his heartbeat, then unbuttoned his shirt, exposed his chest and started to perform artificial respiration.
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
"What is he doing?"
"A dead man...oh my god..."
"Who is this?"
"Brother Xu is already dead, we must not let his body be insulted!"
Several people were about to step forward and drag Bai Song away, but Magistrate Chai stepped forward to stop them.
"Don't affect him, he is saving people."
"Save someone?"
"How is it possible? How can you save someone when they are already out of breath?"
"That's right, Divine Doctor Xue has already said that there is no hope of help. How can such a young boy be more powerful than Divine Doctor Xue?"
No one knew what Bai Song was doing, but it was so weird that the two men were blowing mouth to mouth.
Xiao Cui hid her face behind the young lady and peeked secretly with one eye, always feeling a little embarrassed.
"Miss, what is my uncle doing? Call him back quickly."
Xiang'er also blushed slightly and didn't know what to do.
"Shameless!" Zheng Liangqiu shouted, turned his face away, and then asked Divine Doctor Xue beside him, "Doctor Xue, have you ever seen such a treatment?"
Doctor Xue smiled and said: "I have never seen such a treatment in my life as a doctor. Besides, people are already dead. Even if there is a panacea, it may not be able to bring people back to life. Besides, he didn't use any medicine at all."
"Xiang'er, listen, Divine Doctor Xue is like this..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard an exclamation from the crowd in front.
"ah!"
"Alive! Really alive!"
Xu Xuan, who was already out of breath, suddenly swayed under Bai Song's continuous blowing and pressing on his chest. He sat up instantly, gasping for air, and his eyes turned red.
"Oh my god! Are you really coming back to life? Why is this?"
"Is it possible that this kid knows some magic?"
There were endless discussions around him, but Bai Song was speechless in his heart.
These people actually say that problems that can be solved by artificial respiration are dead?
It’s okay if these literati don’t understand, so why doesn’t Divine Doctor Xue understand?
Can such a person be a miracle doctor?
Bai Song ignored the looks from the people around him like they were looking at monsters and pulled Xu Xuan up: "It's okay."
"Cough cough cough..." Xu Xuan was still coughing, and it took him a while to calm down. He looked at Bai Song with sadness in his eyes, "You... who are you? Why did you save me?"
"You can't just ignore death."
"I...I only seek death and have no desire to survive."
"It's really ridiculous." A trace of disdain flashed in Bai Song's eyes, "You must be the Xu Xuan who made a big fuss about the New Year's Eve, but then left in disgrace."
Xu Xuan lowered his head after hearing this, with a look of hatred on his face and said nothing.
"I know that you suffered a lot of humiliation after leaving Xiao Suiping. These poor men all think that you have brought shame to the poor family, so they are thinking of seeking death?"
"Hmph!" Xu Xuan snorted coldly and glanced around with hatred, "I only hate that there is no hope of revitalizing the poor family. Such a bastard is incapable of planning! I, Xu Xuan, can't support the world by myself, but within the noble clan, there are people who are astonishing to the world. Talented, a dandy, but able to compose that kind of poetry, I... I, Xu Xuan, have been studying articles for more than ten years, what’s the point of living?”
Bai Song touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
If this man was so shocked by those two poems that he chose to commit suicide, wouldn't it have something to do with him?
"Just one or two poems can't change anything. Revitalizing a poor family doesn't rely on one or two poems, it relies on the current situation, vision, and resourcefulness."
As he spoke, Bai Song lowered his voice and said, "Don't be discouraged. The era of poor families has come. The gentry will eventually decline. As long as you live well, you will eventually seize the opportunity."
Xu Xuan's eyes flickered and he looked at Bai Song: "I wonder where my brother came from? Why are you so sure?"
"The Lin family's son-in-law comes from a poor family in the Bai Song Dynasty."
"The Lin family...a humble family..."
"Remember, life in this world, except for life and death, is all trivial. Don't commit suicide again. It's just two poems, no big deal. The poems written by poor families are not necessarily worse than those of noble families. For example:
Ignore you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows to the sea never to return.
Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent. "
Listening, Xu Xuan's expression became more horrified. Seeing Bai Song as if he saw a god, he almost screamed out in surprise.
Bai Song smiled and patted his shoulder: "Shh... don't lose hope in the humble family."
"Brother Bai has astonishing talents, but he succumbs to the Lin family. I, Xu Xuan, can't bear the humiliation for a while, so I want to commit suicide. Compared with Brother Bai, Xu is really ashamed. It's just that Xu Xuan has a lifelong ambition, but he has struggled to retaliate. No way."
"Why don't you take the imperial examination?"
"So what if I'm in high school? I'm not going to be sent to the sidelines and have a idle job."
"You are wrong. The current emperor attaches great importance to the imperial examination. In the next few years, those who are at the forefront of the imperial examination will be reused. When you become the number one scholar in high school, it will be the day for you to show your ambition."
After hearing this, Xu Xuan's eyes flashed and he bowed deeply to Bai Song: "Brother Bai, thank you very much for your advice. If we can meet again in the future, Xu Xuan will definitely repay today's kindness."
"The two of them were muttering for a long time. What on earth were they talking about?"
Some people were confused and whispered.
Bai Song talked with Xu Xuan for a long time, but no one knew the content.
"Maybe it's for enlightenment..."
"Oh, think about how arrogant Xu Xuan was in the past? He didn't take the nobles or the poor people in the world into his eyes. It's his own fault for his today's humiliation. With his mentality, he is seeking death today. It makes sense.”
During the discussion, Xu Xuan suddenly looked directly at everyone and bowed his hands in greeting to them: "Everyone, I, Xu Xuan, am sorry for disturbing you. I will never talk about life and death lightly again in the future. We say goodbye today, and I don't know when we will meet again. Xu Xuan is here Goodbye, everyone, please take this seriously."
"Xu Xuan, where are you going?"
"have no idea!"
Xu Xuan turned around, stopped staying, and walked towards the official road. As he walked, he shouted: "I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone! Hahaha..."
"This poem..."
"Is this Xu Xuan crazy? Why do you care about his poems?"
