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"It’s Yang the Scholar, you didn’t know? Yang the Scholar is the youngest Scholar. This time, in the high school Top Scholar competition, there has never been such a young Juren from the Western Moon Kingdom in all these years," said the person being questioned by Liu Qingxi, filled with envy and admiration.
"Alright, alright, I won’t talk to you any longer. I need to hurry and see what the youngest Top Scholar looks like." As soon as she finished speaking, she dashed out like an arrow, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
Liu Qingxi thought, "Can’t anyone let me finish my sentence? How can you find someone like this?" However, no one heard her inner monologue, nor did anyone stop to listen to her.
But she received one piece of information: Yang Yichen had passed the exam.
It was expected, yet still a great surprise.
Moments later, a celebratory procession appeared at the Yang Residence's entrance, with cheers of congratulations echoing through the streets. As the head of the Yang Family, Yang Bingshan had his own grievances.
Why? It was all because of that shameless little wretch Liang Mei'er. If it weren't for her malice, how could he have misunderstood Wen Suling for so many years? The so-called white rabbit was actually the true big bad wolf.
And the person he thought was cruel had suffered unjustly for over a decade. However, by the time he realized everything, it was too late; he had already lost everyone's trust.
This morning, he woke up to find that both the Wen Family and Yang Yichen had vanished without a trace. It turned out that everything felt like a dream.
The dream had ended; everything was gone—no love from his wife, no admiration from his children—only a malicious woman remained, reminding him that everything was real and that his mistakes were unforgivable.
Thus, all his anger was directed at Liang Mei'er. No! The best way to make this wicked woman suffer more was to let her witness everything her son endured: "All of this is thanks to you."
Liang Mei'er’s tears of despair had long dried up; only a heart full of ashes remained. Yet when she saw her pampered son suffering, there was a flicker of light in her eyes.
But what about Yang Bingshan? This should have been his moment of glory; he should have been celebrating at the Crimson Gate and showcasing his achievements. But who would come to deliver this good news? Where could he find his son?
Yes, he had already sent someone to Ten Li Pu at the first opportunity; they should arrive soon. However, would Yang Yichen return? He wasn’t sure but already had an answer in his heart.
Perhaps this time his son returned just to show him Liang Mei'er’s true colors; he had never truly forgiven him.
At this moment, Yang Bingshan experienced a profound realization, but it was too late; there were no more chances left.
Yang Yichen's repeated disappointments had left him feeling nothing but superficial appearances.
He truly regretted it deeply. While outside was lively and festive, he could only hide at home and not show himself. If he went out now, he would become a joke in Azure Stream.
Yes, a joke—everyone would know that Yang Yichen and he had a poor father-son relationship.
Although everyone had their guesses, it wasn't something that concerned them directly, so not many paid attention. But when it was brought to light...
Suddenly, the sound of drums and gongs ceased. He perked up his ears and listened intently, but there was no noise.
After all, in the inner courtyard, unless someone shouted loudly from outside, it was indeed hard to hear anything.
What happened in front of the Yang Residence?
A Green Attendant rode in swiftly and then abruptly stopped at the entrance: "Sir, my young master is currently at Ten Li Pu. Would it trouble you to make another trip? I sincerely apologize."
The attendant was none other than Anan, who had rushed over as soon as he learned that the congratulatory team had arrived at Azure Stream. He finally managed to catch up.
Although the person delivering the good news wasn't a high-ranking official, he wasn't just any Yamen Guard either. Faced with the servant of this Top Scholar, he didn't adopt an arrogant demeanor; after all, Yang Yichen truly had a promising future ahead.
"Not at all, it's my duty," he replied humbly. Thus, the team turned around and headed out towards Biqi Town.
Just as they exited Biqi Town, Liu Qingxi saw the congratulatory team again. Due to the narrowness of the road, he could only follow along slowly behind them.
Sure enough, the team headed straight for Yang Family Courtyard and stopped there.
The villagers, who loved gossiping, quickly spread the news. Within a short time, people flocked from all directions. Compared to when a Scholar graduated, this scene was even more grand and spectacular.
The Wen Family appeared in their finest attire and exquisite makeup, walking slowly out of the gate alongside Yang Yichen.
The mother and son stood out among the crowd of villagers with their backs to the dirt; they seemed increasingly refined and extraordinary.
"Thank you for personally coming over, please have some tea at home!" Wen Family greeted with an appropriate smile.
Since delivering congratulations was meant to bask in the glory of the Top Scholar, they naturally wouldn't refuse. Who knows? Building good relations now might be useful in the future.
Thus, his attitude was very humble: "Madam is being too kind; this is what I should do."
As the host, Yang Yichen's performance was commendable; he showed no signs of immaturity as one might expect. Instead, he handled himself with remarkable poise as if these qualities were ingrained in him.
"Congratulations, Madam! Yang Jieyuan will surely have a bright future ahead; you can look forward to enjoying your blessings."
"You flatter me," Wen Bingshan replied. Although Yang Bingshan wasn't present and it was somewhat improper for Wen Family to host guests as women, no one uttered any idle remarks at that moment.
Why is that? With Yang Yichen, the youngest and most prominent Top Scholar around, everyone can only admire the Wen Family's ability to raise and educate their children, without questioning anything else.
Outside the Yang Family Courtyard, without the owner's permission, people stood outside watching the excitement, craning their necks to peek inside as much as possible.
"Oh wow, Yang the Scholar, now it's Yang Scholar. Truly impressive."
"Isn't it? Just look at him; he passed the Juren exam at such a young age. Who knows, he might go straight for Top Scholar next time."
"Our Ten Li Pu is sharing in the glory; not bad at all. By the way, does the village chief know? Hurry and let him come." After this, the big kid walked out confidently, proud that his village has a Juren.
Indeed, today everyone from Ten Li Pu came out; it was packed inside and out, a sea of heads with no view of the outside.
Liu Qingxi was surrounded inside, finding it hard to get out. Sighing, it really was awkward to be caught up in the excitement; he couldn't even leave.
However, each bright face and simple expression belonged to lovely people.
For the folks of Ten Li Pu, there have been too many surprises lately to handle. Liu Qingxi first acquired a few cows, and then Yang Yichen passed the Juren exam. These benefits are endless.
Speaking of such remarkable youth, could we have another dozen like him?
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