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Two horses galloped in, the autumn wind stirring up fallen leaves, the sound of whips and urging voices echoing. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the entrance of the Yang Family Courtyard.
Inside the courtyard, Anan looked at the message in his hand, beaming with joy. The hurried sound of hooves confirmed the contents of the letter.
Recalling his earlier calm demeanor, he quickly transformed from his Green Attendant attire into an ordinary person, excited yet anxious as he opened the courtyard door.
"Ah! Officials!"
His eager demeanor delighted the two officials who had hurriedly come from afar. They had been busy with their congratulatory mission, running from village to village without rest since yesterday.
At this moment, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally, they were uplifted by the appearance of such a cheerful character. They quickly composed themselves. "May I ask if this is the Yang Yichen residence?"
"Yes! Officials!"
"Congratulations to Yang the Scholar! Congratulations to Yang the Scholar for passing the Scholar examination and ranking first! This is a great achievement! Congratulations!"
The two officials suppressed their fatigue and smiled broadly.
"Madam, Young Master, Young Master has passed! He has become a Scholar!"
The piercing voice penetrated ears and traveled far and wide.
In the kitchen, Wen Family was personally cooking when she heard the announcement. The rolling pin slipped from her hands with a thud, sending flour flying into a cloud that dusted her light purple Long Skirt, leaving a white patch.
She rushed outside in a hurry. "Anan, is it true?"
Although her son had given her a reassuring answer, at that moment when she truly heard the news, a wave of warmth surged to the top of her head. Wen Family trembled all over, her lips quivered, and tears gradually gathered, reddening her eyes.
The two officials had seen too many such scenes and remained calm, repeating what they had just said: "Madam, this is an official document!"
A large red seal was stamped on it, and Yang Yichen's name stood out prominently. Wen Family choked back sobs as she took it, feeling a sudden sense of relief as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon, causing her to roll her eyes back and faint softly.
At that critical moment, Anan let out a startled cry and unexpectedly caught Wen Family's body with remarkable speed within a split second.
She prevented her from falling and, before anyone knew it, Yang Yichen appeared behind Wen Family with an astonishing swiftness and took her from Anan's arms.
"I'm sorry for the trouble, esteemed officials. My mother is unwell and cannot accompany you; I hope for your understanding!"
Yang Yichen, only thirteen years old and newly appointed, had a bright future ahead of him. His humble demeanor surprised the two officials.
However, their vanity was greatly satisfied; Yang Yichen was the focus of attention in Linyi County this year. The County Magistrate praised him highly: "He remains composed!"
This meant that Yang Yichen was not just a bookish boy; his calm demeanor in the face of praise or criticism was extraordinary.
They were naturally eager to build a good relationship with this promising young man: "Not at all! Madam Yang is unwell; you must attend to your duties, Scholar Yang. We will take our leave!"
Anan stepped forward at the right moment: "Thank you for your hard work, esteemed officials. Please have some hot tea!"
The officials did not decline; this was a customary practice. Although delivering good news was quite tiring and often done on horseback, there were many benefits.
Generally, when people were happy, they would give out big red envelopes. However, jobs in the Yamen were more lucrative, and everyone scrambled to get them.
Weighing the heavy silver in their hands, the two officials were in high spirits, estimating that there was at least ten taels of silver. With smiles on their faces, they spoke sweetly as if words cost nothing:
"Yang the Scholar is of age now; he will surely make a remarkable impact in the future. Here’s wishing you success in all your endeavors!"
"On behalf of my young master, I thank you both. There are matters at home, so I won't keep you any longer!"
The remaining hospitality was left to Anan, who usually assisted Yang Yichen with various tasks. For him, it was a piece of cake to see off the two officials smoothly.
At the same time, a man dressed in black appeared silently by the Wen Family's bedside.
"Let me examine the lady!" A cold voice without warmth emerged, and with a frown on his brow, he felt an overwhelming pressure that made him not dare to slack off.
His index and middle fingers rested on the slender wrist of the Wen Family matriarch, and the visible veins indicated what she had endured.
Even someone as composed as Yang Yichen, who had experienced extraordinary torment, felt his heart race at this moment.
The woman before him had protected him with her frail shoulders during those vulnerable years when he grew up in an environment filled with dangers.
Having finally escaped those predicaments, the sudden illness weighed heavily on him, making it hard for him to breathe. Yet, his slight frown went unnoticed by anyone.
"How is she?"
"Master, the lady is fine! She was just overly surprised; the shock was too much for her, causing her to faint. She will be alright once she wakes up!"
The man in black did not dare to look up; the calm voice of the teenager before him held an inexplicable power, making the air seem to freeze at that moment.
He was specifically assigned to take care of the Wen Family's health, but in order to avoid being noticed by them, he had been hiding in a nearby corner where he could remain inconspicuous.
That’s how he was able to arrive at the first moment!
“Master, there is one more thing.”
“!” A simple and cold word, chillingly so.
The man in black felt a surge of fear and responded concisely.
“Master, this recent stimulation has improved the lady's condition, which had been troubled by her illness. She should be able to recover to a state like an ordinary person!”
“Why? Wasn't she supposed to be unable to handle stimulation?”
For Yang Yichen, the greatest fear over the years was that the Wen Family would not hold up. Fortunately, under his strict precautions, Yang Bingshan's concubine did not cause any trouble.
As for the stimulation from a few days ago at Yang Residence, although the Wen Family did not have a significant reaction, he was still uneasy and had specifically chosen his best medical subordinate to be on standby for twelve hours.
This was to guard against any sudden changes in the Wen Family's health. But what was this situation where the stimulation actually helped?
If he had known earlier, he would have used this method long ago!
Yang Yichen felt an overwhelming urge to curse; had all those years of waiting been in vain? Had he wasted so many years for nothing?
“Master, my subordinate's deduction is as follows!”
It turned out that the news of Yang Yichen's recovery suddenly relieved the Wen Family, allowing them to let go of burdens they had carried for years. They should have reacted, but instead, everything felt quite normal.
Although Yang Yichen was happy, there were still concerns, so it was appropriate to have a doctor accompany him for care.
This latest stimulus finally pushed the Wen Family over the edge, leading to a sudden fainting spell.
"Master, this is similar to using poison to counteract poison. It's just that the lady had good luck; such stimulation doesn't always succeed. This time was just fortunate!"
Yang Yichen nodded in understanding. The man in black certainly wouldn't lie, so it was clear that this was indeed a mix of surprise and joy, turning misfortune into fortune!
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The two horses came and went quickly; although their stay was brief, it left the villagers with an unchanging topic of conversation.
In no time, villagers who were relatively close to Yang Yichen came to offer their congratulations.
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