I was originally selected as the number one scholar in the golden sciences by the Queen, but because of this extremely ugly black mole on my face, it even stained the eyes of Queen Yu Wuxia when she was thanking me in the Golden Palace. Yu Wuxia happened to be a face-controller, so she said, "Young man, what an ugly thing is this? Get rid of it quickly."
I was stripped of my pants, whipped forty times, and thrown out of the Jinluan Palace. Not only did I lose my position as the top scholar, I also lost my dignity. From then on, I was reduced from a top scholar to a beggar.
By chance, I met a wandering Taoist priest. The Taoist priest said that he could give me everything I had lost, but the premise was that I had to contribute my body. For a person without dignity, my body is no longer very important to me.
In this way, the Taoist priest and I swapped bodies, and the goose-egg-sized black mole on my face finally disappeared. But I discovered another fact: the Taoist priest's legs were of different lengths, and he walked with a slight limp.
Forget it, just be lame. At least this face can still be seen, and it won't be an eyesore.
In this age where looks are valued, appearance is the primary productive force.
Intention: revenge