The Fake Young Master Also Has to Take the Imperial Examination

Ying Xiangyi dressed up as the legitimate second son of a prefect in southwest China. He was well-dressed and well-fed, and he worked as a salted fish for several years in a dignified manner. Until the real young master came to the door. He touched his nose and thought: If you occupy someone else's nest, you must have some backbone. So he mustered up the courage and asked to follow his biological parents back to the village to farm. He thought that rural life was like "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains." The result is "face to the loess and back to the sky, with the locust crawling between the legs." In half a month, Ying Xiangyi lost eight pounds, was tanned, and her hands were covered with calluses. He squatted on the field ridge, once again doubting his choice. "Why didn't I be more cowardly and thick-skinned back then! Why did I stay here so shamelessly?!" … Until a carriage appeared at the entrance of the village. The real young master Ying Xishan found him and said, "Brother, please go back to study." "Dad said if I can't memorize books again, he will break my legs." "Brother, I think farm work is quite interesting. How about we switch?" Ying Xiangyi looked at him, then looked back at the leeches, water snakes, and the endless grass waiting for him in the paddy field, and then ran towards the carriage. "Let's go!" In the next ten years, Ying Xiangyi passed all the exams, was a scholar, a scholar, and a Jinshi, all the way to the palace, and wrote splendid articles that have been handed down for generations. When he reached the top of the imperial examination, he rose to the top of the clouds and reached the sky. Those who said that he was a dove occupying a magpie's nest now give a thumbs up: "Master Ying is a member of the Ying family!" Ying Xiangyi: "..." Okay, whatever you say is what it is. As for Yingxi Mountain? Literary skills are really bad, but martial arts are really good. After joining the army at the age of seventeen, he traveled thousands of miles to capture the enemy's leader and became a marquis along the way. All the civil and military officials in the dynasty were afraid that these two masters Ying would join forces: Who in the world would be named He or Ying? Purpose: Don't be bound by identity, see the true nature