After the poetry conference, Wu Baishi had a special appreciation for Song Ling, especially the poems created by Song Ling, which shocked Wu Baishi even more.

Now seeing Song Ling at this moment, Wu Baishi is even more sure that this is definitely a kind of fate, and he is quietly making a small calculation in his heart.

"It's okay, after all, it's an honor for students to meet Master Wu and drink with Master Wu. Song Ling said with a smile.

Who is Wu Baishi? Being able to share the table with Wu Baishi is naturally a good thing that cannot be sought.

"Hahaha, Miss Song has won the award, after the last poetry conference, the old man was particularly impressed by Miss Song, but he didn't expect Miss Song to be so talented at such a young age. ”

"The old man wanted to send someone to invite Miss Song into the mansion to talk about it, but because the old man was unwell, he has only been much better recently, but he heard that Miss Song is not in the mansion and has never had a chance. ”

"Now that I have met Miss Song here again, I can only say that the fate between you and me is not shallow. Wu Baishi said word by word, his tone was full of joy.

"Master Wu, I toast you. Song Ling took the wine that had been poured and toasted Wu Baishi, and Zheng Zi on the side also toasted Wu Baishi.

After drinking a cup, Song Ling suddenly had a whim, and couldn't help but chant: "Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and three people under the moon will drink." ”

Wu Baishi was slightly shocked when he heard these two poems, although it was only two sentences, it could be completely seen that this should be sung by Song Ling on a whim.

"Okay, Miss Song said these two sentences well, and I admire them. Zheng Zi on the side said with admiration.

Both civil and military, this Song Ling is really powerful.

"Zheng Gongzi has won the award, but it's just a whim. Song Ling smiled, his mood instantly improved a lot, Wu Baishi admired Song Ling even more, and the thoughts in his heart became stronger and stronger, but he still wanted to test Song Ling.

"Miss Song, your talent is so good, I don't know where you are taught?" Wu Baishi looked at Song Ling directly after asking these words.

Song Ling was stunned for a moment, where did he learn from? He had never studied from a teacher, but he liked literature a little, studied it on his own, and then read more in school.

"There is no mentorship. Song Ling said lightly.

When Wu Baishi heard this, he immediately smiled: "Then why don't you worship the old man as a teacher?" Although the old man doesn't have much ability, but Miss Song, your talent is very appreciated, I don't know what Miss Song thinks?"

As soon as Wu Baishi finished saying this, Song Ling was a little surprised in an instant, what the hell? He just made two lines of poetry on a whim, and Wu Baishi actually wanted to accept himself as an apprentice?

Not only Song Ling, but even Zheng Zi was surprised.

I worked hard to ask Wu Baishi to come out, just to worship Wu Baishi as a teacher, but I didn't expect Wu Baishi to be interested in Song Ling, so wouldn't I be very hanging?

Thinking of this, Zheng Zi immediately looked at Wu Baishi and said, "Master Wu, since you are willing to accept Miss Song as an apprentice, it is better to accept me too, good things come in pairs, and I am not bad." ”

Wu Baishi: ............

Song Ling: .........

Wu Baishi thought for a moment, and thought about it carefully, although Zheng Zi was a little ignorant and his knowledge was a little shallow, but other aspects were still very good.

Thinking of this, Wu Baishi nodded and said, "Well, since the old man has decided to accept apprentices, it is better to accept them together." ”

"Yes, apprentice Zheng Zi, give tea to the master. Zheng Zi poured a cup of tea and said happily.

Then he looked at Song Ling and motioned for Song Ling to hurry up and serve tea.

When Song Ling saw this, he couldn't cry or laugh, these two people were self-directed and self-acting, right?

Song Ling couldn't cry or laugh, and after thinking about it carefully, Wu Baishi was a Confucian in Xijing, and he didn't lose anything when he joined Wu Baishi's disciple, and then Song Ling had no choice but to pour a cup of tea and learn from Zheng Zi's appearance to serve tea.

Wu Baishi smiled with satisfaction, first drank Song Ling's tea, and then drank Zheng Zi's tea, and said with a loving face: "Since both of you are my apprentices, but there has to be one who comes first, it's better to be Song Ling as the senior sister, Zheng Zi and you as the junior brother." ”

"What?" Zheng Zi heard this, his face changed slightly, obviously he was the first to apprentice to the master to serve tea, this Wu Baishi is too blatant, right?

"What's the matter? Could it be that you have an opinion?"

"No, no, Master has the final say. Zheng Zi said with a look of grievance, the conversation between the two made Song Ling cry and laugh.

An apprenticeship ceremony passed so-so, several people Zheng Zi and Wu Baishi talked happily, Song Ling bowed his head and drank sullenly alone, rarely interjecting.

The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the stamina remains in the brain.

Song Ling saw that he was almost drunk, and he had to return to the General's Mansion later, so he had to hurry back before his stamina came up, and then Song Ling stood up and said goodbye to Wu Baishi.

"Senior sister, why don't I let someone send you back, it's really not safe for you to go back like this. Zheng Zi looked at what he said and said with some worry, after all, Song Ling has drunk a lot of wine now, and if he goes back like this, if he encounters any accidents on the road, then they know that they are also a little blameful.

Song Ling heard Zheng Zi's words, shook his hand, and said, "It's okay, I can still drink better, you can rest assured, I'll go first." ”

After Song Ling finished speaking, he left without looking back, Wu Baishi and Zheng Zi looked at each other and didn't say anything.

Leaving the tavern, a gust of autumn wind blew, and Song Ling felt that his wine seemed to be a little up, and his pace instantly accelerated.

And at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed over and appeared in front of Song Ling.

"Junzhu, why are you here?" Zhang Guanren looked at Song Ling in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, he just came out to forage for food, and saw a person who was very similar to Song Ling, and thought that he was wrong, after all, it was so late, but he didn't expect that it was really Song Ling.

And at this moment, Zhang Guanren also smelled a smell of wine, could it be that Song Ling was drinking?

Thinking of this, Zhang Guanren couldn't help frowning a little, and looked at the emptiness around him, there is no doubt that Song Ling came out to drink alone?

"Are you ......" Song Ling looked at Zhang Guanren in front of him, his eyes were a little trance, as if he saw Chu Linyuan.

"Chu Linyuan, hehe, don't you want to cut me off and not get along?" Get out of here!" Song Ling's heart was sour, and as soon as the strength of the wine came up, he instantly pushed Zhang Guanren away, with tears in his eyes.

Why? Why did Chu Linyuan come out, why did he see himself making a fool of himself?

When Zhang Guanren saw this scene, his expression changed slightly, Chu Linyuan was cut in two?