When registering for the field test, personal information such as one's name and ancestral home was recorded in meticulous detail, both to verify identity and to make it convenient for officials to report the good news after the results were posted. This was a long-standing tradition.
After hearing the news, Sun Yong slapped his thigh hard, unable to hide the grin spreading across his face. "Good! Good! Good!"
He said the word three times, each one expressing the sheer joy he felt at that moment.
He turned to Yang Jing, his tone urgent. "Jing'er, quick, hurry home. Don't keep the official waiting. This is a grace bestowed by the Court; it must not be treated lightly!"
Hearing his master's urging, Yang Jing quickly bowed. "Yes, Master. Then I'll take my leave. I'll be back shortly."
Sun Yong nodded eagerly. "Go on, go. Be careful on the road."
"Yes."
