"Madam, elders, there is a group of people from the imperial court coming outside!"
"Idiot, what have you been doing? Don't you see a few adults standing here?"
Several elders were very angry. They had finished reading the gold list, so it was not too late to report at this time.
"No, it's not..."
The communication guard was sweating profusely. He was in too much trouble today: "They are not with you adults."
"What!"
At this time, even the other Yang family disciples were startled and started to look. Several clan elders looked at Colonel Li. Colonel Li also had a surprised look on his face and obviously did not know anything about it.
At this moment, a group of footsteps came from a distance. Before the person appeared, the voice came first:
"Congratulations, I'm so happy for you all..."
After a few breaths, I saw several civil servants from the imperial court walking over one after the other. The leader was none other than "Meng Xun", a civil servant from the imperial court:
"Congratulations to all of you, Yang Ji, a son of your family, has won the first place in the imperial civil service examination. I am here to express my congratulations..."
In an instant, the faces of all the clan elders turned extremely ugly.
A martial arts leader was not enough, Yang Ji was actually the leader of the liberal arts examination! As Li Xiaowei said, the Yang family had such a talented disciple, but instead of cherishing him, they wanted to expel him.
If they had known that Yang Ji had achieved what he has today, they would never have agreed to the eldest lady's request to suppress Yang Ji. An outstanding genius disciple is extremely important to the growth of the clan, and is even as important as a pair of unique paintings and scriptures.
"Teacher, thank you for your hard work."
Yang Ji sneered in his heart, strode forward, and bowed in front of Meng Xun.
"Why, didn't I come at the right time?"
Meng Xun frowned. No matter how slow his reaction was, he still felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere today.
"Not sooner or later."
Yang Ji smiled slightly and took the liberal arts examination list from Meng Xun. He turned around and glanced around. Everyone's eyes showed jealousy, admiration, shock, awe, and disbelief, but there was no
Contempt and disdain!
"Mom, have you seen it? After eight years, I can finally be proud of you!"
Yang Ji took a long breath toward the sky and then lowered his head.
"Zhao Ji, now, do you still want to drive me out of the clan?"
Yang Ji's voice was like a sharp arrow, dragging everyone's attention towards the eldest lady.
"Expelled from the clan?"
Meng Xun and others looked at each other in shock. Even Captain Li did not expect that the people of the Yang clan gathered here to consider expelling Yang Ji from the clan!
"snort!"
The eldest lady just snorted heavily and turned away her head. Form is stronger than people, and today's situation is completely beyond her control.
The eldest lady avoided answering, but Yang Ji did not let her go.
"It's time for the old butler and the inheritance that you withheld from me to be handed over to me, right?"
Yang Ji further threatened.
The eldest lady's face was livid, she closed her eyes tightly and pretended not to hear.
"Elders, what do you say? The situation on that day is everyone's decision!"
Yang Ji sneered, not in a hurry, and turned to an elder of the Yang clan.
"This... Mrs. Zhao, it was your fault to withhold Yang Du's inheritance in the first place. Now that Yang is an adult, you should return it to him, right?"
"Hey, I told you a long time ago, but it's a pity that you didn't listen!"
"People can't be too greedy! It's better to return other people's things to them quickly."
…
The elders of the famous clan looked at the eldest lady one after another. They shook their heads and sighed, as if they were angry. They all ignored themselves.
"Haha, okay, okay!"
The eldest lady laughed angrily, opened her eyes and looked at the clan elders fiercely:
"You old guys acted according to the prevailing situation, but you did it cleanly. If you hadn't looked so ugly that day, how could I have succeeded on my own? If you want to hand over those things, then hand them over. But don't regret it!
——Phalaenopsis, go and take out the things for me!"
"Sun Duo, bring that old guy out for me!"
The eldest lady said with resentment in her eyes.
The two left quickly. After a while, a pretty maid came out carrying an exquisite small box. The small box had not been opened yet. A familiar smell immediately hit her face.
That's my father's scent left on the small box!
Yang Ji was sure almost instantly that this was the relic left to him by his father. Yang Ji's nose felt sore and he suddenly felt the urge to cry.
After so many years, he saw this thing that originally belonged to him for the first time today.
"Give it to him!"
The eldest lady said without raising her head.
Yang Ji took the things from the maid's hands and held them tightly in his hands. The lock of the box had been broken, and it was very light in his hands. It was obvious that the things his father left for him had been almost divided up.
After so many years, it was impossible for the eldest lady to keep it all to herself despite her temperament. Yang Ji did not expect there to be many treasures here.
Opening the box with a click, Yang Ji saw a small stack of banknotes inside, a yellowed book that looked like notes, and a letter.
To this day, the treasure inside does not attract Yang Ji much. But when he caressed the letter, Yang Ji couldn't help but trembled in his palm.
This is the thought that my father left for me, and it is also the last one.
"Yang Ji, this... your father is also a descendant of the Yang clan after all. So, there are some things..., this, the clan will use it."
A clan elder said in disbelief.
"So, my things belong to the clan?"
Yang Ji said coldly.
Although he didn't expect these guys to spit out what they had swallowed and digested, Yang Ji still felt uncomfortable with this natural attitude.
"Crash!"
At this moment, there was a sound of shackles, and several guards from the Yang family came over from behind carrying an old man.
"Uncle Liang!"
Yang Ji was shocked and hurriedly walked over.
Yang Ji hasn't called back in nearly two months, and now that he's seeing her again, Uncle Liang looks particularly weak and has lost a lot of weight.
"Young Master..."
Uncle Liang's eyelids trembled twice. When he opened his eyes, he seemed to be struggling to even take a breath: "You, you are finally back."
"Unlock the shackles!"
Yang Ji looked at the two guards and said angrily.
With two clanging sounds, the shackles were released, and Yang Ji supported Uncle Liang. With his palm, Uncle Liang was as light as if he had no bones.
Yang Ji felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Uncle Liang was now skin and bones, but he seemed to be less than half as heavy as before.
"Snapped!"
No one expected that Yang Ji would backhand and suddenly slap the eldest lady on the face.
The palm was loud and crisp, and only the surrounding people could hear exclamations. The lady staggered, and half of her fair cheeks were swollen, with a clear palm mark on it.
"You. How dare you hit me!"
The eldest lady was shocked and angry, and was stunned by this sudden and unexpected slap.
The surrounding Yang family disciples were stunned, and even the clan elders felt at a loss. The eldest lady was usually aloof, and one had to be careful even when talking to her.
Yang Ji actually slapped her suddenly.
"Young Master!"
The old housekeeper was also sobered up by this slap, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Kill him, kill him for me!... Little beast. I want you to die without a burial place!"
The eldest lady was extremely hysterical, furious, almost mad, her claws were dancing wildly, and her long nails were about to claw at Yang Ji's face.
"Crack!"
Yang Ji pinched his palm, grabbed the eldest lady's neck and lifted her up:
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
Yang Ji had a fierce look in his eyes and a deep murderous intent in his voice. This woman was the root of his disaster and the source of all his misfortunes.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have to suffer all this.
"Madam!"
"Madam!"
"Yang Ji, put down Madam quickly!~"
…
Exclamations broke out in front of the Discipline Hall. Yang Ji took action too quickly. Even the two nearby guards could not react in time, and the eldest lady had already fallen into Yang Ji's hands. She struggled hard with her hands and feet, and the hairpin on her head had long since fallen away.
, full of disheveled temples.
Her face turned blue and she had difficulty breathing. She grabbed Yang Ji's palm with all her strength, trying to hold him open. But she couldn't hold him open.
Although the eldest lady Zhao Ji usually dominates and dominates the clan, she relies on her status in the clan and her status as the principal wife. In essence, she is still just an ordinary woman.
"Master. No, don't. She is the eldest lady after all, so she can't be killed..."
A faint voice came into my ears. At the critical moment, it was the old housekeeper who stopped Yang Ji.
"Yang Ji, don't be impulsive!"
Lieutenant Li looked solemn, strode forward, and persuaded:
"You are now the number one student in Wutong, and your future is bright. There is no need to ruin your reputation for a woman!"
Lieutenant Li has seen Yang Ji's talent. If there is no accident, the future is limitless. But if he kills the eldest lady Zhao Ji now, although the impact will be limited, privately the court's rating may not be high, which will affect his future prospects.
It is true that the eldest lady is vicious, but she is the elder after all. Although the Han Dynasty was not as demanding on ethics as the previous dynasty, it still governed the country with filial piety and righteousness.
Yang Ji's attempt to kill the eldest lady was ultimately unfavorable.
"Master and Madam, although it is true that she was mean to us..., she did not succeed after all. Moreover, Master and Madam did not die in her hands..."
The old housekeeper said in a weak voice.
"Isn't this too cheap!"
Yang Ji subconsciously wanted to kill her. Over the years, he had been suppressed, ostracized, and looked down upon too much. How could the oppression for so many years be eliminated so easily?
Yang Ji's eyes were changing, and the eldest lady finally felt a hint of fear.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, a burst of fresh air suddenly came out of his arms and poured into his body. It was like having a ladle of cold moon poured on his head, and Yang Ji calmed down instantly.
"It's fragments of Wen Sheng's pen and ink!"
Yang Ji suddenly came back to his senses. So many years of humiliation had accumulated a lot of anger in Yang Ji's heart. At the critical moment, it was the purple literary energy in the fragments of "Literary Saint's Pen and Ink" that washed away this anger.
After all, Yang Ji had read the books of sages and had won the first place in the liberal arts examination. Being stimulated by this literary spirit, he immediately sobered up a lot.
"That's all, that's all, poisonous women are hateful, but I am a man who has read books about sages. What's the point of killing a woman who doesn't know how to do martial arts as a man!"
Yang Ji's eyes were uncertain, but in the end the old housekeeper's words worked. Although Zhao Ji was poisonous, her parents were not killed by her after all!
boom!
Yang Ji threw his palm and threw the lady out like a rag bag.
"Madam!"
Several guards exclaimed and jumped out to catch the eldest lady Zhao Ji.
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