Originally, Yan Cheng was wondering why the young master of the Xie family asked to see him specifically. After seeing him, he realized that it was an equation.
Xie Guangling = Feng Guang.
It turned out that his good friend was actually the legendary young master of Prime Minister Xie's family.
The dramatic story of the true and false young master actually happened right next to him.
Yan Cheng found it unbelievable. After just a few years of not seeing each other, his good friend not only grew taller, but even his identity and name had changed.
Not only Yan Cheng, Xie Guangling was also shocked by Yan Cheng's identity. Who could have thought that in just a few years, his good friend would suddenly transform into a precious prince.
In fact, after knowing that Yan Cheng was a prince who had been exiled, Xie Guangling, who originally disliked his current troublesome identity, quickly changed his mind.
He began to feel fortunate that he was the grandson of Prime Minister Xie, rather than the son of a small merchant in the distant Yulin Prefecture.
Compared with the grandson of the prime minister and the son of a merchant, the former is definitely closer to the prince.
Xie Guangling couldn't be sure how many years it would take him to come to the capital to meet the noble prince if he was still the merchant son who studied step by step in Yulin Prefecture.
Although he understood that with his relationship with Yan Cheng, as long as he came to the capital and wanted to see Yan Cheng, Yan Cheng would definitely not refuse, and would even help him arrange food, drink and accommodation.
But he had no achievements, no money, and no power. How could he have the nerve to go to the capital and drag down Yan Cheng?
If others knew that he, a merchant, had a good relationship with the prince, they would inevitably gossip about him and Yan Cheng that neither he nor Yan Cheng wanted to hear.
But when he was the grandson of the Prime Minister, his relationship with Yan Cheng became infinitely closer. As long as the Prime Minister was still alive, he had someone supporting him, and some people would always give him some face.
In this way, he can make friends with Prince Yan Cheng, and no one else will say anything about him.
After all, Xie Guangling has self-esteem and doesn't want others to think he is useless, so he can only cling to Yan Cheng.
More importantly, he wanted to help Yan Cheng.
The sun was hot and bright, and he was willing to stay on the earth forever waiting for the light to come.
Xie Guangling did not tell Yan Cheng about these thoughts. Some things should be thought about in one's mind, and it would be quite embarrassing to say them out loud.
After being distracted for a moment, he said to Yan Cheng in a joking tone: "You will be a prince in the future, so you must take care of me, a humble scholar!"
"Did you take the provincial examination?"
Yan Cheng ignored the fact that the first half of the sentence had not been fulfilled and was surprised by the second half.
He still remembered that when they separated a few years ago, the three of them agreed to take the provincial examination three years later. If they were lucky, they would then take part in the metropolitan examination and the palace examination together.
It is also a wonderful story that a friend passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi in the same year.
Xie Guangling certainly remembered the agreement between the three of them, but some things changed too quickly and he had to let go of the agreement.
At this time, everyone in the room was his own people, with only Leng Yan as the newcomer, so Xie Guangling had nothing to hide.
He said in a low voice, "I was originally planning to take part in the provincial examination three years from now, but the fake one wants to take the provincial examination this year, and the two old guys at home insisted that I go with them."
"I know what they're up to. They're just trying to use my stupidity to highlight the fake one's intelligence. They're just full of parental love."
Hearing him say this, Yan Cheng suddenly thought of the rumors in the capital about the real and fake young masters of the Xie family.
Everyone said that the real young master of the Xie family was a merchant who came back from a remote place. He was extremely rude, poorly educated, and had no vision. He could not compare to the elegant and graceful young master of the fake family.
That’s why the real young master’s biological parents like the fake young master but not the real young master.
In the Xie family, only Prime Minister Xie, who values bloodline the most, likes the real young master. He often praises him wherever he goes and says every day that his eldest grandson is well-behaved, obedient, smart and wise.
However, people had preconceived notions. When they heard that the real young master was a merchant from a small place, they all felt that he was not as good as the fake young master who had been trained by the Xie family for many years.
It would have been fine if he hadn't seen the real person, but now that he had seen the real young master and knew that he was his good friend Feng Guang, Yan Cheng felt that the rumors were indeed rumors.
Shengsheng described his best friend as another person.
"They want to use me, but I certainly don't want them to get what they want. They want me to set off the fake one, so I'll let the fake one set off me."
So Xie Guangling asked Prime Minister Xie to find him a Jinshi teacher. After making sure that he could pass the provincial examination, he went to the Xie family's ancestral home with the fake young master.
"Those two old men are so ruthless. They'll do anything for that fake one. I've always been on guard against them, but I didn't expect to be ambushed before the provincial examination."
Xie Guangling smiled bitterly as he touched his aching right wrist. He never expected that his biological parents would be so cruel to him.
"I was about to enter the examination room when a horse suddenly rushed out and trampled my right wrist."
Yan Cheng was shocked. He lifted up Xie Guangling's sleeve and found that his right wrist and right hand were covered with scars.
From the provincial examination in August to mid-October, the scar is still so glaring after nearly two months, which shows how serious the injury was.
"Is this an enemy?"
He couldn't help but say it.
Even Leng Yan, who always disliked Xie Guangling's love for sticking to Yan Cheng, couldn't help but show a look of sympathy and pity.
Yes, these are not relatives, but enemies.
Xie Guangling didn't like to see sadness on Yan Cheng's face, even if it was because of him.
The dullness and sadness disappeared in an instant, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face: "Fortunately, I have practiced calligraphy with both hands over the years, so I passed the provincial examination smoothly and got an above-average ranking."
"The fake one wasn't any good. It didn't even make it to the bottom of the list. It actually highlighted my intelligence."
Yan Cheng didn't care about these things. He looked at Xie Guangling's hands over and over again.
There are so many scars, is it true that they have never healed?
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