CH 11

Lu's catcher looked at the invitation in his hand, his heart burning. He pushed aside the crowd at the door of the academy and wished he had wings to fly to Fang Yun's house.

"Lu's catcher, long time no see!" A warm voice sounded, and Lu's catcher looked carefully and saw that it was Fang Zhongyong's father, Fang Li.

"It turns out to be Brother Fang. I have urgent matters to attend to and cannot stay. Please forgive me!" Lu's catcher hurriedly left, with a sneer on his lips that no one saw.

Fang Li stood still. He thought he would soon be the "father of the case," and he knew Lu's catcher before. He wanted to take the opportunity to show off his connections in front of his relatives and friends, but the other party didn't even stop, giving him no face.

The relatives and friends nearby immediately cursed.

"How can a catcher be so rude? Wait until Zhongyong becomes the case leader and see what he says!"

"He's just a talented scholar. Zhongyong has the talent of a champion!"

"Make way for this year's case leader!"

The people in front immediately made way, and Fang Li walked calmly with a smile on his face, with Fang Zhongyong following behind him.

Before Fang Li and the others reached the gold list, the area around the gold list exploded.

"What? Double A? Double A child scholar? The sage has taken pity on us. Jing Kingdom also has a double A child scholar. It's unprecedented!"

"I never thought that someone surnamed Fang would be the case leader with a double A!" Someone who knew Fang Yun was surprised.

Fang Li laughed when he heard this. Since it was someone surnamed Fang, it was not wrong, and it was also a double A. This was a great event that could be used to honor his ancestors and could even be used to make a plaque to let future generations admire it.

Fang Zhongyong's eyes flashed with panic. He did not deny that he was a child prodigy, nor did he deny that he had the confidence to get an A in poetry, but he did not believe that he could get an A in "Please the Sage's Words" because he did not know how to answer several questions and wrote random answers.

Fang Zhongyong quickly looked up at the list not far away, and when he saw it, Fang Yun was at the top of the list.

Fang Li was about to praise his son when he noticed Fang Zhongyong's expression was not right. He quickly squinted and walked a few steps to look at the list.

Fang Yun, A, A.

Fang Zhongyong, B middle, B lower.

The case leader that was in his hands had flown away!

Fang Li yelled in anger, "There must be a problem with this ranking! How could my son not be the case leader! I will go to the capital to file a complaint! How could anyone get a double A child scholar! I don't believe it!"

The bailiffs in front of the gold list sneered, "Go ahead and sue. Who doesn't know that this gold list is under the eyes of the Semi-Saint examiners? If there's a problem, it would have been exposed long before the list was released. Do you really need to call for help?"

The relatives and friends of the Fang family looked confused.

"But Zhongyong is a child prodigy. How come he can't be the case leader?"

"Who is Fang Yun? He looks familiar.""It's that Fang Yun who has the Child Bride and the beauty of Jiangzhou, Xi Shi. I even went to his parents' funeral and never thought he would be the prime suspect." The speaker took a step aside from Fang Li and looked around, trying to find Fang Yun to share the good news.

But Fang Yun wasn't there.

The setting sun cast long shadows on the carriage at Fang Yun's doorstep, where four servants from the Liu family who had visited before were standing, along with a handsome white-clad scholar.

Fang Yun shielded Yang Yuhuan behind him and calmly looked at Liu Zicheng. "I wonder why Brother Liu pays a sudden visit."

Liu Zicheng glanced at Yang Yuhuan and smiled politely, fanning himself gently. "I heard you were injured and hurried over with the best medicine from Jiangzhou. How did the Child Scholar exam go? With all those injuries, you must have done poorly, right? No matter, there's always next year."

But Yang Yuhuan sneered. "Put away your fake concern. I see right through you! This is our doorstep, move aside, we're going to see the exam results!"

Liu Zicheng's smile froze and he said with a forced smile, "It doesn't matter if you go or not. Fang Yun will never pass the exam. Yuhuan, I truly care for you. If you keep acting like this, how can I support you when my concubines get jealous after we're married?"

Before Fang Yun could speak, Yang Yuhuan took his arm and said, "I'll be marrying into the Fang family soon. Little Yun is already my husband, and you can never have me!"

Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan in surprise. He had long known that although she had accepted her fate, she only saw him as a brother and had never called him husband. But today, she publicly admitted it, even hinting that they had consummated their marriage.

Seeing the faint blush on Yang Yuhuan's face, Fang Yun didn't know if it was from the sun or embarrassment.

Liu Zicheng's eyes flashed with anger, and he suppressed it, saying, "I know you're just trying to provoke me, but you've succeeded! Fang Yun, if you still cling to what doesn't belong to you and don't let go, you will face disaster again within three days! This time, you won't have any luck!"

Fang Yun asked, "Do you admit that the four people behind you were the ones who wanted to kill me last night?"

Liu Zicheng sneered, "Your tricks won't work on me. I never said I wanted to kill you. With my Accomplished Scholar status, even if I cripple you, I'll just have to pay compensation. Fang Yun, I'll give you one last chance. Will you agree or not?"

Fang Yun said firmly, "Yuhuan is my wife, and no one can take her away! If you dare to stir up trouble again, I'll sue you in court! Also, before, you could just pay compensation for crippling me, but now that I'm a Child Scholar, if you cripple me, you'll lose your own rank!"

"You? A Child Scholar? Hahaha, am I hearing things? Did you hear that?" Liu Zicheng laughed and asked his servants.

"We heard it. A poor man claiming to be a Child Scholar!" one of them said.Fang Yun remained calm and said, "I was able to become a Child Scholar thanks to Brother Liu. If he hadn't lent me those books from the Half-Sages, I'm afraid I wouldn't have made it. If I become an Accomplished Scholar in the future, I will never forget Brother Liu's great kindness!"

The last four words were emphasized heavily.

Liu Zicheng stared at Fang Yun seriously and stepped forward, asking aggressively, "I already know that the results of the county examination haven't been posted yet. How do you know you can become a Child Scholar? Do you think you can fool me with just a few words?"

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me to the entrance of the county examination hall. By the way, I was a Child Scholar in the time of the Saints," Fang Yun said with a smile.

Liu Zicheng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"A Child Scholar in the time of the Saints? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Do you think I don't know how much you weigh? You can't even memorize the Thirteen Classics, and I provided you with the essays of the three Half-Sage examiners. Your poetry level is mediocre at best, and you can't even become a Child Scholar, let alone a Child Scholar in the time of the Saints. It's ridiculous! Fang Yun, stop talking nonsense. My patience has run out. If you don't agree today, I will take two legs from you before I leave, and let you know that I, Liu Zicheng, keep my word!"

Yang Yuhuan hurriedly said, "Liu Zicheng, don't go too far. The Lord is already a Child Scholar with a literary position. If you dare to hurt him, I will go to the county yamen to file a complaint!"

Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so audacious. He secretly cursed that if he didn't have a relative who was the Left Chancellor, Liu Zicheng wouldn't dare to do this.

Fang Yun immediately provoked him, "Liu Zicheng, if you are a true man, come with me to the county examination hall and see the gold list first. What, are you afraid? Haven't you always looked down on me? Don't you have the courage to go to the examination hall?"

Liu Zicheng sneered and was about to agree when a servant behind him suddenly whispered in his ear, "Second Young Master, he seems to be a Child Scholar in the time of the Saints."

"What do you mean?" Liu Zicheng asked anxiously.

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"I clearly remember a noticeable scar on his forehead yesterday, and so did they. But now, the scar is gone. Even with a miraculous medicine, it's impossible to make such a big scar disappear overnight. Only a sudden enlightenment of talent can do that."

Liu Zicheng was shocked and turned to look at the other servants.

"I remember."

"That's right, his wound was quite deep."

Several servants showed fear in their eyes. If Fang Yun really was a Child Scholar in the time of the Saints, they would be in big trouble.

Liu Zicheng looked at Fang Yun again and realized that he seemed different from usual. He was calm and composed, and his eyes were steady. His temperament had changed drastically, as if he had suddenly grown several years older.

Liu Zicheng looked at Yang Yuhuan, who didn't bother to hide her contempt for him.

Liu Zicheng's eyes flickered for a long time before he suddenly grinned and said, "The results haven't been posted yet, and you haven't formally paid respects to the Child Scholar of the time of the Saints. You don't even have the Child Scholar's robe and sword. You must be fake! You're just a commoner now, and I'm an Accomplished Scholar. If I injure you, you'll just have to pay me compensation!"

Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so decisive.

"You guys stop him!" Liu Zicheng said, then got on his carriage and took out his brush and paper.Fang Yun realized that something was wrong. Liu Zicheng was afraid of getting too close and wanted to attack him with "paper talk."

"Yu Huan, step back!" Fang Yun shouted as he rushed towards Liu Zicheng. He couldn't let him use the "paper talk" technique, or else he would be at his mercy.

However, the four experienced servants immediately pounced on him. They didn't hit Fang Yun, but instead hugged his waist, locked his arms, and grabbed his legs, trapping him in an instant.

Fang Yun had talent and was only a few months away from being stronger than these four servants, but his body was not yet healed, and he was no match for them.

Yang Yuhuan stepped forward to help Fang Yun, but realizing that she wasn't strong enough, she immediately ran towards Liu Zicheng to stop him from writing.

One of the servants released Fang Yun and reached out to stop Yang Yuhuan.

Liu Zicheng spread out the paper on the carriage, dipped his brush into the ink, and began writing with his cursive script. His talent surged, creating a light breeze and lifting his robes.

As he wrote, he recited the ancient war song that Jing Ke had written before assassinating the King of Qin.

His talent flowed through the brush, forming words that resonated with the world's energy, stirring up the elemental forces.

A strong wind rose, and a humanoid black mist gradually appeared beside Liu Zicheng. The figure was unclear, holding a black mist dagger that emitted an icy chill, turning the area into a winter wonderland.

Fang Yun felt despair as he realized that Liu Zicheng was using this famous war poetry.

"The wind is howling, and the water is cold. A hero's departure is never to return..."