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The woman closed the door behind her, and a gust of wind blew in, making her feel a chill. Everything that had just happened felt like a life-and-death moment, but she had finally seen the light after narrowly escaping.
Inside the room, the Black-Clad Youth remained motionless. There were many speculations about the boy who could confront him without fear and who possessed unique weapon-making skills.
However, several people had been sent out to investigate, yet there was still no news or clarity on the boy's true identity.
Interesting, indeed; it was surprising that someone under his command could not uncover the details.
Initially, he was only interested in weapons, but now he found himself more intrigued by people.
The Northern Journey had yielded such results; it was worth the time spent disappearing across the sea.
As for the dilapidated mansion, with its untamed flowers and plants that had grown wild, their mingled fragrance had a calming effect and was greatly beneficial to the body.
To outsiders, the mansion appeared chaotic, but every corner revealed careful attention; they simply could not see it clearly.
The Black-Clad Youth was none other than Master Du, who had previously collaborated with Yang Yichen.
While he suspected Yang Yichen's identity and conducted his investigation, Yang Yichen did not fully trust him either and similarly embarked on a deep investigation, which remained a mystery as well.
It was rare to encounter such a formidable opponent, and both sides were greatly interested in each other.
Finally, after the Provincial Examination concluded, as Yang Yichen exited the examination hall, he was intercepted by someone resembling an official. The person respectfully said, "Yang the Scholar, our master requests your presence."
What a joke! Having spent so much time in the Yamen, one needed to have some discernment. With Yang Yichen winning first place in the County Examination at just thirteen years old, his future prospects were limitless.
Yang Yichen smiled slightly and showed no surprise at the other person's actions.
It seemed routine, but in reality, he understood the other person's mindset. As for the other party's intentions? He would deal with whatever came his way. However, County Magistrate Zhou was known for his integrity and was considered a decent official.
Indeed, the one who invited him was County Magistrate Zhou of Linyi County. He had been keeping an eye on the youngest Scholar, Yang Yichen, eagerly discussing today's topic with him.
"Hahaha, truly, heroes emerge from youth. Old Man cannot deny that he is getting old; it will soon be your generation," County Magistrate Zhou admired the young man's demeanor and calmness.
"Lord Zhou, you flatter me. I need to learn a lot from you; I will seek your guidance whenever I have questions in the future."
"Alright, enough of the pleasantries. Let's talk about the topic of your exam!"
His real purpose was to see how this young man would respond and whether it would be similar to the County Examination.
Although there were more strong contenders in the Provincial Examination, he was focused on whether Yang Yichen could rank among the top rather than just passing.
It was important to note that if Linyi produced such a Young Talent, he would certainly make a name for himself in the Provincial Capital. Of course, County Magistrate Zhou did not care much for fame and fortune.
What mattered to him was that if Yang Yichen achieved results, it would be beneficial for handling cases or if Linyi faced difficulties in the future; having a good impression with superiors would make many things easier.
Ideally, if Yang Yichen became a Top Scholar, then this county magistrate might even be mentioned in the capital. If he were to appear in the Golden Throne Hall...
This was the lifelong pursuit of every scholar. At that time, County Magistrate Zhou had only passed the third class Jinshi examination and never had the chance to meet the Sovereign; he left no impression on him whatsoever.
This could be considered one of his regrets!
Yang Yichen carefully recounted his essay, clearly articulating each argument. County Magistrate Zhou couldn't help but applaud; it was truly remarkable.
Such a child, analyzing political matters with such unique insights, is willing to sacrifice his head to kick a ball if he cannot get a good name.
"Not bad, not bad! I didn't expect you to analyze things so incisively, Impressive Youth, Impressive Youth indeed! However, it would be even better if you could add some good suggestions for measures," County Magistrate Zhou sighed while reminiscing.
When he was the same age as Yang Yichen, he hadn't even participated in the County Examination, let alone the Provincial Examination.
He passed the Scholar examination at the age of six and then took an exam every three years. It took him a full six years to progress from Scholar to Jinshi.
At that time, being in his twenties and already a Jinshi was quite remarkable.
Unexpectedly, this young man in front of him was here to overshadow him.
"Thank you for your guidance, Lord Zhou. I will certainly strive to improve in the future," Yang Yichen said with a slight bow.
"By the way, I heard you don't particularly like the scholars' practice of making friends through poetry. As a young person, it's always good to make some friends when necessary."
"Yes, Lord Zhou is right. I will definitely pay attention to that."
It's not that he was unwilling to participate; he simply couldn't stand watching those scholars passionately debate unrealistic viewpoints and methods. It felt like a waste of time.
He deeply resonated with the saying "a scholar is of no use," referring to those who talk grandly but actually know nothing.
The common saying that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles reflects this principle. Most candidates only know how to study rigidly without being adaptable, which is a common issue in education during this era.
However, the reminder from the other party was also well-intentioned. Yang Yichen would not fail to appreciate it.
Leaving the county office, Yang Yichen looked up at the bright sunlight. Victory was within reach, and perhaps there would be no unexpected incidents. After years of studying and gradually achieving success, he should have felt happy at this moment. Yet, why did he feel so empty inside?
He chose a path that no one else took and quietly entered through the back door of the courtyard. Walking into the study, he picked up the book "Western Moon" and continued to flip through its pages.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open forcefully. "Oh dear, young master, what are you doing here? I’ve been looking for you everywhere! I didn’t find you at the examination hall either," Green Attendant said, his face flushed with anxiety.
"What’s going on? County Magistrate Zhou asked me to sit in his office for a while. Did you find any results from your investigation?"
"Young master, it’s not that simple. I privately inquired about quite a few people, but no one has any impression of Master Du. The only thing I found out is that this is his first time in Linyi, and he stayed at the inn across from the Blacksmith Shop."
"So you found nothing at all?"
"I’m useless; I couldn’t uncover any results!"
"Forget it, it’s not your fault. The other party is definitely not an ordinary person and wouldn’t let us find out easily. There will be opportunities for cooperation in the future. You should go back and rest now!"
Anan lowered his head in shame. Even if someone wasn’t from Linyi County, they would still leave some traces behind, right?
But the other party had left nothing at all; he just had never thought about it from another angle.
As for the surname that was revealed by the other party, it was obvious that it was fake and held no value for investigation.
Yang Yichen's gaze suddenly lingered on a certain page of the book in front of him, staying there for a long time. Perhaps there was a slight clue; he felt a hint of suspicion in his heart.
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