Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

The little one took a deep breath, cupped his little hands around his mouth like a megaphone, and unleashed a torrent of sound towards the courtyard wall. His high-pitched, bright voice echoed through the quiet morning.

"gentlemen--!!"

Each chord rose higher than the last, each one louder than the last.

The students were so frightened they almost knelt down before this young lady on the spot.

Yun Zide's face turned pale, and he quickly stepped forward to try to cover her mouth.

Yun Ziyan suddenly stepped in front of Yun Shengsheng, glaring angrily at Yun Zide: "Big cousin! What are you doing? Shengsheng is still young, what are you trying to do?!"

Yun Zide's voice trembled with anger as he growled, "Tell her to shut up! Stop yelling here!"

Yun Shengsheng ignored him and continued to raise her voice, like a crowing rooster, trying to utter words with great force. Her voice was so penetrating that it could probably be heard in half the alley.

The students were utterly shocked...

The students weren't invited; they had spontaneously gathered at Mr. Changru's door to try their luck.

They remained silent and did not disturb Mr. Changru. If Mr. Changru wanted to see them, he would; if he didn't, he would pretend not to see them. Neither side would be bothered. But if the noise annoyed Mr. Changru and the government officials came to drive them all away, then they would have lost more than they gained, and no one would benefit.

Just then, the courtyard gate creaked open.

Everyone was startled and silently turned around.

Then a refined-looking middle-aged man came out.

The students had never met Su Changru before, but they knew from his demeanor that he must be him.

They were shocked and quickly turned around to bow.

"This student has met with Mr. Changru."

Yun Zide deliberately stood in front of Fan Sibo, hoping that Mr. Changru wouldn't see him.

Su Qing ignored the greetings from the crowd. He walked out with a stern face, his brows slightly furrowed, and he still carried the lingering scent of ink from the study. He glanced at the dark mass of people outside the courtyard gate, his gaze as deep and unfathomable as the undercurrents beneath the surface of water.

"Who is making such a fuss here?"

The entire place fell into a deathly silence; even breathing stopped.

All the students' hearts were in their throats, and some had already started to take steps back.

Suddenly, a small hand pointed at Yun Zide with a "whoosh," and a childish voice uttered words, each one clear and crisp like beans falling onto a jade plate:

"Sir...Sir...It's him! It's him!"

Yun Zide: "…………"

He froze on the spot, his expression incredibly complex.

He opened his mouth twice, then quickly waved his hands.

"Student, no student, not a student."

The surrounding students all took a half step back in unison, subtly distancing themselves from Yun Zidela.

Su Qing's gaze finally fell on Yun Zide, but only for a moment, before shifting to the three people in the oxcart behind him.

The voice was somewhat displeased, "Now that you're here, why don't you hurry inside? Are you making your teacher wait here?!"

Yun Zide, who had just breathed a sigh of relief and thought he had gotten away with it, was struck dumb by these words, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

To be...to be a teacher?!

Yun Shengsheng was the first to jump off the oxcart, her short legs moving swiftly as she ran to Su Changru's side, tilting her head up and pleading in a childish voice, "Sir...Sir...I'm not...late...not late!"

Su Qing smiled slightly and picked up the baby. "Not yet, we'll be late if we're any later!"

Yun Ziyan followed, straightened his clothes, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Please forgive me, sir."

He swallowed hard, his anger rising, and he desperately wanted to tell his husband everything about how he had been blocked.

But when he looked up, Fan Sibo gently shook his head at him.

Yun Ziyan clenched his fist and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

Su Qing raised an eyebrow and glanced at the group, fully aware of their ulterior motives, but said nothing.

He raised his hand, and the two young pageboys at the door immediately and deftly removed the threshold and stepped aside. Fan Sibo drove the oxcart into the courtyard with a "clatter, clatter, clatter".

Su Qing carried Yun Shengsheng and turned to enter the courtyard. Yun Ziyan obediently followed.

With a "bang," the courtyard gate slammed shut again, keeping the students in the alley outside.

After a long while, no one in the alley dared to speak.

"That little boy... is he really Mr. Changru's disciple? He's not lying!"

"Judging by that... it can't be fake!" The person next to him nodded vigorously.

"Not only that little child," someone else pointed to the tightly closed door, "but also that ten-year-old boy, he went in too!"

"And Fan Sibo, Brother Sibo is in too. When did he meet Mr. Changru? How did they meet? How come no one ever knew?"

The more they thought about it, the more confused they became, and the more guilty they felt.

Thinking back, they had blocked Fan Sibo's oxcart for quite a while, almost making him late.

If Fan Sibo were narrow-minded and complained to Mr. Changru, none of them would be able to withstand a single word from Mr. Changru.

But just now, Fan Sibo didn't say anything...

A mix of emotions suddenly arose in everyone's hearts.

I can't quite describe the feeling; I felt both fortunate and a little embarrassed.

At this moment, someone looked at Yun Zide, who was standing still, with suspicion.

"Brother Zide, didn't you say Fan Sibo is your cousin-in-law? He knows Mr. Changru, how come you didn't know?"

"That's right, your cousins ​​are students of Mr. Changru, didn't you know?"

"If you hadn't blocked our way and kept saying those things, we would have really thought they were here to cause trouble! Now look what's happened, we almost offended Mr. Changru's students!"

"Wow! That scared me to death... If we really offend Master Changru's students, how will we ever go to the capital to take the imperial examinations? How will we ever become officials in the capital?"

The other person's voice was trembling with tears: "Half of the officials in the Kyoto court have attended Master Changru's lectures, so they're all considered Master Changru's students! If you offend them, what's the point of taking the exams or becoming an official? You might as well go home and farm!"

The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, and the cold sweat on their backs soaked through their undershirts.

Yun Zide's face was beyond ugly; he stood in the center of the crowd with his fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms without him feeling any pain.

He never dreamed that Fan Sibo had already made contact with Mr. Changru. Judging from the way he looked, Mr. Changru treated him quite well.

What he didn't expect was that his unremarkable younger cousins ​​had actually caught Mr. Changru's eye!

Why? Why didn't he get such a good thing?

He passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. He was exceptionally talented. He was clearly closer to the door than anyone else when he stood in the alley, but why did someone else go in when the door opened?

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more resentful he became, grinding his teeth together.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind.

If Fan Sibo can go in with his younger cousins, why can't Yun Zide?

He was a proper scholar who had passed the imperial examinations, and he and his cousins ​​were his own blood relatives, bound by blood!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked steadily to the courtyard gate, raising his hand to knock.

The students behind him stared in disbelief, looking at him as if he were crazy, and then all of them took a big step back.

The door opened quickly, and the young pageboy peeked out, looking him up and down: "What can I do for you?"

Yun Zide bowed deeply, speaking gently: "I apologize for disturbing you. I wanted to say that Yun Shengsheng and Yun Ziyan, who just went in, are actually my cousins, and Fan Sibo is my cousin's husband."

The pageboy blinked but didn't reply.

Yun Zide quickly pressed his advantage, his face displaying the utmost sincerity: "I'm worried that they're still quite young, and I'm afraid they might not be polite enough if they go in as guests. As their older cousin, I'm really concerned. Could you allow me to go in and check on them, to take good care of them?"

The page frowned slightly, then finally nodded: "Please wait a moment, I'll go in and ask..." The courtyard gate slammed shut again.