[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-66":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: My Cheat Skill Is Myself",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2315321,4528,"Chapter 66","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>In the Water Margin world, a single-courtyard residence stood east of Yuncheng County’s city walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie and Wu Song and others stood at the courtyard gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to Chen Wen’s earnest invitation, and because Zhang Jie wished to tour Shandong,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>after completing the provincial examination, he brought Wu Song and the others to Yuncheng County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our lodging is rather humble—forgive the poor accommodation, younger brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the courtyard gate, Chen Wen looked slightly embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Zhang Jie came from a wealthy family; his house must be far more luxurious than this single-courtyard home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, how can you say such a thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confucius once said, ‘A bamboo basket of rice, a gourd of water, in a narrow alley—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>others would find such hardship unbearable, but Hui never changed his joy. How virtuous, Hui!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brother Chen’s conduct is emulating virtue—how could there be any mockery?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie replied, glancing at the courtyard—old and worn, yet clean and orderly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger brother flatters me too much—I cannot compare myself to the Duke of Yan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen smiled bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he also knew Zhang Jie was not a man who despised poverty or adored wealth, so he said no more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Zhang Jie recalled the origin of Chen Wen’s reference to Yan Hui:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Duke of Yan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, Yan Hui was not yet canonized as a sage when the Great Scong existed—he was canonized during the Jiajing era.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Hui was one of Confucius’s most beloved disciples, renowned for his noble virtue and exceptional scholarship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among Confucius’s disciples, Yan Hui ranked first among the Seventy-Two Sages, and was highly revered by later Confucian scholars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperors throughout history repeatedly posthumously honored him: Emperor Taizong of Tang honored him as “First Teacher,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Xuanzong of Tang honored him as “Duke of Yan,” and Emperor Zhenzong of Song elevated him to “Duke of Yan State.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Wenzong of Yuan further honored him as “Duke of Yan, the Restored Sage,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and only in the ninth year of Jiajing did Ming rename him “Restored Sage,” building the “Restored Sage Temple” in Qufu, Shandong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie recalled, a middle-aged woman in plain clothes and a simple hairpin—unremarkable in beauty but gentle and kind—emerged with two children, a boy and a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A kind-looking middle-aged woman stepped out with a boy and a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she appeared, her gaze fixed on Chen Wen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the woman stepped out, her gaze fixed on Chen Wen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two children eagerly rushed toward Chen Wen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yun’er, Li’er!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen joyfully embraced them both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Jinlian watched this scene, her eyes filled with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger brother Renjie, this is my wife, Lady Wang; this is my daughter Chen Yun, my son Chen Li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen, holding the children, introduced his family to Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he was over thirty, his obsession with the imperial examinations meant he married only near thirty, so his children were still very young.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Wang, these are younger brother Renjie, younger brother Wu Song, and Miss Jinlian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen then introduced Zhang Jie and the others to Lady Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he already knew of the close bond between Zhang Jie and Pan Jinlian,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>since they were not yet married, he referred to Pan Jinlian as “Miss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, sister-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie bowed to Lady Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Respectful greetings, uncle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Wang, clearly from a scholarly family, performed a formal wufu bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greetings, sister-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song and Pan Jinlian also greeted her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Wang returned each greeting in turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yun and Chen Li stared wide-eyed, curiously observing Zhang Jie and his party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here, these are small gifts from your uncle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, aware Chen Wen had one son and one daughter, handed out the gifts he had prepared to Chen Li and Chen Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prepared two longevity locks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Longevity locks symbolize “securing health, safe growth, divine protection, and enduring fortune”—perfect for this occasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger brother Renjie, this is too precious—we absolutely cannot accept it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen hurried to stop Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the golden luster of the locks, he could tell they were made of pure gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, we cannot accept this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Wang echoed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yun’er, Li’er, return the longevity locks to your Uncle Zhang immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen, while urging Zhang Jie to refuse, told his children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Chen Yun and Chen Li dearly loved the gifts, they obediently returned them to Zhang Jie:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Uncle Zhang, but the gifts are too valuable—we cannot take them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even Wu Song, not particularly perceptive, could see their reluctance in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that they recognized the locks’ monetary value—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but children naturally love shiny, golden, glittering things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! Just small tokens. Brother Chen and sister-in-law, please don’t refuse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie patted Chen Yun and Chen Li’s heads and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s simply that children naturally love shiny, golden things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen felt deeply conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Zhang Jie, with his vast wealth, didn’t care about such a small sum,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but if he accepted such lavish gifts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wouldn’t it damage the pure, simple friendship between them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, just take them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When your lord has children of his own, you can give him a longevity lock in return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song, sensing Chen Wen’s inner struggle, said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen heard this and thought it reasonable; he gritted his teeth and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, I shall shamelessly accept them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he resolved that when Zhang Jie had children of his own, he would repay double.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you going to thank your Uncle Zhang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wen scolded gently, smiling at Chen Li and Chen Yun, whose faces now glowed with delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Uncle Zhang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yun and Chen Li sweetly thanked Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to thank me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie smiled again and patted their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether before or after his transmigration, he had always loved children deeply,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>except for certain black-skinned Nige.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancestors said: “Barbarians near China become Chinese.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But back then, they hadn’t encountered racial issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie could only say: differences in appearance truly mean differences—human nature is like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Kunlun slaves existed in the Tang dynasty, they were first castrated before being sold, to prevent offspring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this regard, Zhang Jie suggested everyone trust Arab merchants’ after-sales service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though in truth, the Arab merchants feared we would reproduce ourselves\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and deprive them of profits—yet their malice somehow produced good results.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some women became obsessed with Nige, refusing to marry anyone else,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Zhang Jie could only say: marriage is fine, but could you please, after marrying,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>return with your husband to his homeland and never come back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for black dragons, Zhang Jie politely declined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie interacted with Chen Yun and Chen Li, Pan Jinlian behind him grew somber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Zhang, Uncle Wu, Miss Jinlian, please come in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie politely declined any involvement with black dragons or such things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie interacted with Chen Yun and Chen Li, Pan Jinlian behind him grew somber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Zhang, Uncle Wu, Sister Jinlian, please come in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Shi greeted Zhang Jie and the others as the mistress of the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady, please go first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie and the others followed Lady Wang into the courtyard, passed through the small yard, and sat down in the reception hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, please have some tea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Wang efficiently served tea to Zhang Jie and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Chen Wenyun was obsessed with the imperial examinations, he earned a meager living from a small private school,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and due to their financial hardship, they had not hired any servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All household matters were handled personally by Lady Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, sister-in-law.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie took the teacup, blew gently to disperse the floating foam, and took a small sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jinlian, let these gentlemen stay here—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>you and I will go to the back to chat about women’s matters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After serving the tea, Lady Wang said to Pan Jinlian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Jinlian looked toward Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had some matters she wished to consult Lady Wang about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, since she always took Zhang Jie’s will as her first command, she still sought his opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, seeing her eagerness, said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Wang Shi and the others left, Zhang Jie and the others began casual conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Younger brother, are you planning to take the spring palace examination next February?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wenyun, seated in the main seat, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, since I have already passed the provincial examination, I intend to press my advantage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie gave a definite answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, once I return to Qinghe County, I will resign from County Magistrate Wen and devote myself fully to guarding you on your journey to Bianliang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song, upon learning Zhang Jie’s plan, strongly supported it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Brother Wu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie thanked Wu Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his martial skill was sufficient to cut through entire bandit strongholds like Erlong Mountain and Qingfeng Mountain—each with thousands of men—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and he had no need whatsoever for Wu Song’s protection,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>why not take the easier path when it was available?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just Wu Song’s imposing frame alone would deter countless ill-intentioned rogues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, he had greater plans for Wu Song in mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware of Zhang Jie’s thoughts, Wu Song replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, you and I have great debts of gratitude. I would die a thousand deaths to protect you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, why not travel with us? We can look out for each other on the road.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie turned to Chen Wenyun and invited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After their conversation, Zhang Jie knew that though Chen Wenyun was obsessed with the examinations,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he was neither rigid nor contemptuous of common folk—he was precisely the kind of talent Zhang Jie needed for his future endeavors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alas, Renjie, you overestimate me. I lack your natural genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My only possible outcome in Bianliang is to fail the examination again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why not wait a few more years? Better to avoid public humiliation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Wenyun sighed and smiled bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Zhang Jie passed the provincial examination as the top scholar while still under twenty,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while he himself, past thirty, barely scraped into the middle ranks as a juren,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he finally understood that true geniuses did exist—people one could only look up to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His earlier reassurance to Zhang Jie—“Brothers, let’s take the palace examination together in three years”—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had been nothing but the foolish delusion of a man who overestimated himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared that by the time Zhang Jie was named on the golden list, he would still be nothing more than a juren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Chen, why speak so humbly of yourself? You may yet become a jinshi one day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie comforted Chen Wenyun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew his own limits: compared to true examination prodigies like Zhang Juzheng of the Ming Dynasty,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who passed the xiuren exam at twelve, the juren at sixteen, and the jinshi at twenty-three,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he was merely a pseudo-genius blessed with a cheat system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the shared space, his post-transmigration talent would have made passing the jinshi exam before forty a miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his pre-transmigration talent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie felt abandoning the examinations entirely and pursuing another path would be far more practical…\u003C\u002Fp>",1848,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3fac8e01f4fad5745c8377dbfe568e049d8cbd259486b775b6f2341491334615","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-67","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-65",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]