This Ma Zhou, relying on the hundreds of dollars he had saved, was doing nothing but empty-handed business.
Fortunately, he was able to come up with such a method, it was really something.
"You mean to ask me to be a guest of the prince?"
"Exactly."
Bai Song waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't have this intention."
"Oh, Mr. Bai! The prince's servants are different from those of other families! Although they are not official positions, they are the closest people to the prince! Now that the prince is young, with his talent and reputation, he will be compared with others as soon as he enters the East Palace. The prince's mentor. From now on, I will assist the prince all the way to the throne. Are you still worried about not having an official position in the future? In my opinion, this is the only way out for Mr. Bai, so you must make good use of it."
Ma Zhou was well prepared here. Thinking from Bai Song's point of view, Bai Song would definitely agree. If he had nothing to do with Bai Lang today, Bai Song would definitely take the bait. He would be able to rely on Bai Song's reputation today to successfully gain recognition among the prince's many followers. Needless to say, standing out and leaving a name in the prince's heart will bring benefits in the future.
This plan seemed simple, but only Ma Zhou thought of it, which made Bai Song look at him with admiration. No wonder he would become a very popular minister in the future.
However, Ma Zhou's plan seemed thorough, but it was all based on Bai Song's desire to serve as an official and enter politics. Ma Zhou would not have expected that Bai Song had no interest in officialdom, at least he would not force himself to become an official. He would just follow the wind and do whatever the opportunity asked him to do, and he would not force anything.
Ma Zhou's expression was solemn. This matter related to his future and he was very nervous. He couldn't think of any reason for the young man to refuse, and he was full of expectations.
However, Bai Song still shook his head: "Master Ma, thank you for your kindness, but I still have no such plan."
"Why is this?!"
Bai Song smiled and did not clarify. He just wanted to say: "The current prince is not the future emperor. As long as history is correct, if you follow the current prince, you will die ugly in the future."
Bai Song had been out for a while. Without explaining, he got up and gave Ma Yiyi a piece of white money.
Ma Zhou was stunned and swallowed, but he didn't know why.
"Master Ma, go buy a decent outfit and work as a servant for the prince. Without decent outfit, it will be difficult for the prince to notice you."
Ma Zhou frowned and looked at the silver coins placed on the tea stall. This was a total of ten taels.
He has never seen so much money in his life!
In the past, I would travel from house to house, staying at Li's house for a few days, and then going to Zhang's house for a few days, always living under someone else's roof.
Finally, I had a chance to be appreciated by the emperor, get a serious position, and have a fixed monthly income.
But there is still a long way to go before we can completely change life at the bottom.
Only now did he understand that this Mr. Bai was different from him. He wanted to buy someone off with just a few hundred copper coins. Looking at the money that someone took out casually, what else could he think other than a bitter smile?
Ma Zhou looked back at Bai Song's leaving figure, put the money away, weighed it in his hands, and carefully put it in his purse.
"Mr. Bai, I, Ma Zhou, will remember today's kindness in my heart, but this matter concerns our future. I, Ma Zhou, will definitely find a way to make you go to the East Palace to report!"
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Bai Song didn't expect that the money he left behind for Ma Zhou would bring endless trouble to him.
By this time he had returned to the academy.
While he was out, all his classmates arrived one after another.
When Xie Yuan and Cui Xing saw Bai Song, they immediately gathered around and pulled Bai Song to the side. The two of them grabbed Bai Song's left and right hands like pilgrims, with tears in their eyes.
"What are you doing?"
"Brother Bai! You've hidden it too deeply!"
"That's right! You don't think of us as brothers! I thought that crab poem was Brother Bai's peak work, but I didn't expect to write when the bright moon will be!"
"Brother Bai, do you know that your name is now known to everyone in Chang'an City, and countless students regard you as their idol! Yesterday I said in the restaurant that Brother Bai and I are life and death friends. It’s been a while of ridicule! They all don’t believe it. If you have another day, you must come with me to prove it to those people!”
"Me too! Brother Bai, you have to go to Fengyue Tower with me when you are free to study. I told the girl Xiaoqing there that I knew you, and the girl said that if I can't take you there, just... just... hey-hey……"
Bai Song looked disgusted: "Can you have some potential!"
"I can't help it. Brother Bai, you are too famous. What's wrong with letting brothers pay homage to you?"
“Yes, yes, that’s what one person achieves, and a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven!”
"That's right for you! You are the chicken and the dog!"
The three of them were muttering to each other, but someone noticed Bai Song and immediately shouted: "Bai Song! Bai Song, the top singer of Shui Tiao!"
As soon as this voice came out, everyone in the audience gathered around Bai Song, squeezing Bai Song in the middle, all talking about something.
Bai Song didn't even know the people around him, so it was difficult to deal with various problems.
Yu Qingqing stood aside and watched carefully. When she saw Bai Song was so popular, she sneered at the corner of her mouth, showing her nymphomaniac attitude.
Changsun Huan dragged his stool and sat in the center of the courtyard, fanning himself and drying the three words inscribed by the emperor in the sun, waiting for someone to come and pay homage to his wealth!
Unexpectedly, when Bai Song arrived, everyone would gather around Bai Song. He, a student assigned by the imperial palace and ranked first in the seat, would become nothing!
Changsun Huan fanned harder and harder, the wind became stronger and stronger, but he felt more and more depressed in his heart.
"Hey, I'm afraid you don't know yet, right?"
Changsun Huan shouted at the top of his lungs.
People around Bai Song turned around and looked at Changsun Huan curiously.
"what do you know?"
"Yesterday the emperor announced in front of the civil and military officials of the court that Bai Song would never be an official! So what if he wrote down the days of the bright moon? He is destined to be useless and has no future, so what is the point of pursuing him?"
The affairs of the court would not be immediately passed on to the people. The people were still passing on the contents of poems. Only a few people knew that the Bai Song Dynasty had been labeled as never to be an official.
The students around him were shocked when they heard this, and asked Bai Song if it was true.
Bai Song smiled and nodded yes.
Changsun Huan was content with himself, waiting for the crowd to abandon Bai Song and come to him.
But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement, and the discussion around Bai Song became more enthusiastic.
"Brother Bai, you are really the most impressive person in the past and today! Looking at China for thousands of years, who can let the emperor announce in public that you will never serve as an official in the Golden Palace?"
"Brother Bai, your experience is enough to go down in history!"
"That's right, I will never be an official! It's so cool! From then on, Xianyun Yehe became an extraordinary master and a legend in the hearts of literati all over the world. It's beyond our reach."
Changsun Huan couldn't understand and thought to himself, are these people crazy? A good-for-nothing who can never be an official is a waste no matter how much he writes poems. Why are you still hanging around him?
"Everyone, the time has come. Please go and take your seats in the middle school. Stop gossiping with each other."
Changsun Huan didn't want to stay here for a long time. After hearing the words, he was the first to go to the room marked with the middle school, and sat swaggeringly in the first row in the first row.
The rest of the people gathered around Bai Song and followed him into the school.
The college is very large, and the classroom is also not small. It is more than enough for fifteen students to sit. Even with the study boys they bring with them, the whole place seems very spacious.
There were not many book boys with them. Among the fifteen students, there were only seven or eight book boys standing beside them.
Their respective college uniforms were prepared on the desk, and only Bai Song wore them first.
After everyone took their seats, they found that there was one less person in front, Lu Yao, who was third in line.
No one knows why Lu Yao is not there, and no one knows that Lu Yao also sang a water-melody song at the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival, and almost died while reciting the lyrics.
Everyone was just curious, thinking that the company commander Sun Huan had arrived on time, could Lu Yao still be late?
Bai Song knew clearly and wondered if Lu Yao would simply stop coming to school?
Thinking of how devastated he was when he left the Criminal Department, he probably won't be able to recover in a short time.
Everyone looked around, and when they were about to discuss, two people, an old man and a young man, came in through the gate of the college.
The older one is Mr. Yu Shinan, and the younger one is actually Lu Yao, who is sitting in the empty seat!
Lu Yao was very careful and considerate as he helped Mr. Lu enter the door.
Yu Shinan, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, a kind face, and seemed to be enjoying himself very much.
The two arrived at the same time. Under everyone's doubtful gaze, Lu Yao helped Yu Shinan to sit down at the lecture seat in the school. He just found his own seat and sat down.
