The group of people had just walked out of the classroom when they saw a group of people walking towards them from the village in the distance.
"Dong dong dong-"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A few old men were beating drums and gongs as they surrounded a young man on a white horse. Their faces were filled with excited smiles.
"Teacher-"
The young man riding on the white horse saw Qin Qi walk out of the door. His eyes lit up. He let out a clear whistle and immediately jumped off the horse, running quickly in Qin Qi's direction.
As he ran, he shouted,"Teacher, I got in."
"Teacher, I didn't disappoint you.”
"I passed the High Scholar examination!"
"Sob, sob. Teacher, I've passed the imperial examination!”
When he ran to Qin Qi's side, Zhao An's face was already covered in tears.
In his mind, he subconsciously recalled that warm big hand on the field outside the Great Liang Village two years ago.
Zhao An's father had sacrificed himself on the battlefield since he was young. His mother was weak and sickly, so she could only lie in bed. At such a young age, Zhao An's daily life was filled with countless farm work.
Zhao An had never thought that he would one day enter a school or even become a High Scholar.
Until two years ago, he met Qin Qi on the ridge of the fields.
The first time someone asked him,"Child, do you want to go to school?"”
Moreover, Qin Qi did not ask for any tuition fees during his schooling period. Instead, he paid for it out of his own pocket and did his best to nurture him.
Qin Qi was not his father, but he was more like his father!
Zhao An kneeled down in front of Qin Qi with a thud. He took out a golden invitation card from his bosom and rejected it high up in the air. He choked and said,
"Teacher, I have passed the imperial examination.”
"Teacher, please take a look!"
Everyone present fell silent. Whether it was the students in the school or the villagers who had come with Zhao An, they all looked at Qin Qi and his disciple quietly with tears in their eyes.
Some villagers even covered their eyes to stop their tears from flowing.
Zhao An had it too hard. It was not easy for him to get into the High School.
Li Shi Min and Zhangsun Wu Ji only reacted when they saw the golden invitation that was shining under the sunlight.
Li Shi Min couldn't help but rub his eyes and said in shock,"This..."
"How is this possible?"
"How could I not know that such a young High Scholar had appeared in our Great Tang?”
Zhangsun Wuji opened his mouth and his face was filled with shock. He muttered,"The golden invitation is correct."
"It's the golden invitation card for the High Scholar's identity. What's going on?"
The great Emperor and Great Uncle of the Great Tang had suffered too much shock in this small village today, and they had begun to doubt their lives.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Mr. Qin!"
At this moment, a white-haired, hunchbacked old man walked out of the crowd with a walking stick. His face was filled with excitement.
The old man staggered to Qin Qi's side and grabbed Qin Qi's hand. He said in a trembling voice,"
"Mister Qin, you are the great benefactor of our Great Liang Village.”
"Our Great Liang Village has produced a High Scholar."
"This is the first High Scholar of our Great Liang Village.”
The surrounding villagers also said gratefully,""Thank you, Mr. Qin."
"Mister Qin is the great benefactor of everyone in our Great Liang Village.”
"Mister Qin is the reincarnation of a Saint and was sent by the higher-ups to save our Great Liang Village.”
The old Village Chief's face was filled with tears. Ever since the war, their Great Liang Village no longer had any men in their prime.
He originally thought that the Great Liang Village that had been around for a hundred years would end in his hands, but Qin Qi's arrival changed everything.
Not only did he save the children in the village, he also saved the entire Great Liang Village.
He was the benefactor of their entire Great Liang Village.
The old village chief excitedly pulled Qin Qi's hand and said in a trembling voice,""Mister Qin, you are the benefactor of our Great Liang Village, please accept my bow!
As he spoke, the old village chief bent his knees and was about to kneel down towards Qin Qi.
The other villagers followed suit. They respectfully knelt in the direction of Qin Qi.
Qin Qi's expression turned anxious. He quickly grabbed the old village chief's arm and stopped him. Then, he raised his head to look at the villagers and said loudly,
"My fellow villagers, I opened the school for no other reason than to hope that these children can grow up and be freed from their fate of facing the yellow soil and facing the sky, becoming useful people for the Great Tang.”
"All of this is for these children.”
"The villagers won't be like this."
The old Village Chief raised his head, tears streaming down his face. He bowed to Qin Qi again."Mr. Qin is righteous."
All the villagers had tears in their eyes."Mr. Qin is righteous!"
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