[{"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-73":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},2315328,4528,"Chapter 73","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-73",73,"\u003Cp>Several days later, after traveling hundreds of miles, Zhang Jie and his party returned to Yanggu County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, you’ve returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they reached the city gate, a servant from the Zhang household rushed up, beaming with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yu～”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song, who was leading the way, recognized the servant and halted his mule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are the old steward and the others well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, riding a nag, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These past few days, Yan Poxi had looked at him with ever hotter eyes, as if she wanted to devour him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt he was barely holding himself back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid committing a mistake every man would make within days,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie dared not stay inside the carriage anymore and had specifically bought a nag to ride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The old steward and the others are waiting for you at home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie had already informed the old steward Zhang Zhong and others by letter of his journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master, let me guide you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant walked up to Zhang Jie’s horse and reached to take the reins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie nodded and handed the reins to the servant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servant took the reins and hurried toward the Zhang household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is this person? Why such an elaborate entourage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the county magistrate probably doesn’t travel like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A traveling merchant, watching the procession of several carriages and horses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>along with a towering, imposing man leading the way, couldn’t help but marvel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s Zhang Renjie of Yanggu County—the Jieyuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A local resident, proud to explain to the merchant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news that Zhang Jie had passed as Jieyuan had reached Yanggu County when he visited Yuncheng County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It caused quite a stir in Yanggu County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yanggu County hadn’t produced a single juren in several provincial examinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this time, they suddenly had a Jieyuan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? He’s the Jieyuan? My apologies, my apologies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant bowed respectfully toward the departing carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Great Song, where the emperor rules jointly with scholar-officials, such a procession for a Jieyuan is no surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But how could the Jieyuan be so impoverished that his servant rides a mule?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant, recognizing Wu Song’s mount, was puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no, the Zhang household is one of Yanggu County’s most prominent families—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wouldn’t say half the town, but certainly a whole street belongs to them,” the local replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? That’s strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such wealth, why would they let that strong man ride a mule?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant pointed to Wu Song’s tall, commanding silhouette, still standing out even dozens of meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You wouldn’t know this, but that strong man is the Tiger-Slayer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The local continued educating the merchant about Yanggu County’s famous figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he’s the Tiger-Slayer, he should have a fine steed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant, who had traveled far and wide, fully agreed with the principle that a hero deserves a fine horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let me tell you—according to my second aunt’s third uncle’s distant cousin who works for the Jieyuan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when Wu the Strongman first tried riding a horse, he crushed it flat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The local leaned close to the merchant’s ear and whispered mysteriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I see,” the merchant exclaimed in understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the merchant, newly arrived in Yanggu County and in need of a local guide to open the market,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>grabbed the hand of the middle-aged local:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, you’re so learned—why not join me for a drink and a good chat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Hey! Didn’t even have to brag to get a free meal.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged local immediately beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet a hint of hesitation still crossed his face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could I let you spend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense—we’ve taken to each other at first sight. Between brothers, why speak of money?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant still held the man’s hand tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you’re so eager, brother, I won’t refuse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the merchant offer a graceful exit, the middle-aged man readily accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With mutual interest, a pair of fake brothers—bound by Li Zhuang white meat and wine—was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus were born the fake brothers, mere drinking and eating companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Zhang household gate, the old steward Zhang Zhong and Zhang Jie’s teacher Li Shi, the scholar, were already waiting anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why hasn’t he arrived yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old steward was pacing, nearly frantic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry, Old Steward—Erniu is sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s waiting at the gate; he’ll surely meet the Young Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A household manager reassured the anxious old steward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shi, however, had cultivated great composure and showed no anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his frequent glances toward the road betrayed his inner excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Young Master’s back! The Young Master’s back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a clamor rang out from the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Young Master’s here? Light the firecrackers at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The excited old steward ordered the household workers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The excited old steward said to Zhang’s laborers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The workers, obeying, pulled out pre-prepared tinder and lit the firecrackers hung beside the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the crackling of firecrackers, Zhang Jie’s figure appeared at the road’s end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master! Young Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhang household workers erupted in joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jieyuan! Jieyuan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neighbors and onlookers burst into loud cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the crowd’s noise drowned out even the firecrackers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, mounted on his horse, waved repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No wonder Xiang Yu said: wealth without returning home is like wearing brocade in the dark.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, feeling the thrill of returning in glory, felt himself floating with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Zhong, Teacher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie dismounted at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old steward was overcome with emotion, joy radiating from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve leapt over the Dragon Gate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Shi gazed approvingly at Zhang Jie—calm as jade, elegant in bearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was his most cherished disciple, shaped by his own hands!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘My life’s wish rests entirely on Renjie!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jieyuan! Give us some rewards!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone in the crowd shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On such a joyous day, how could one not ask for a little blessing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jieyuan! Give us some rewards!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others in the crowd joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t greed—they simply wanted to catch a bit of good fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone gets something. Everyone gets something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have them all, I have them all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longtime steward, well-prepared, stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bring them in! Let it begin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steward, his face flushed with joy, gave the order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, sir.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two laborers obeyed, yanking the red cloths off two objects beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cloths fell away, revealing two bamboo baskets, each brimming with Da Guan Tong Bao coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coins bore the unique Slender Gold script inscribed by the current emperor, Huizong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh, whoosh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steward himself seized two handfuls of copper coins and hurled them into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mine! Mine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mine! Mine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted into a frenzied scramble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, everyone showed restraint, grabbing only those that had fallen to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Li also joined the coin-dropping with great enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zhang Jie was swept up in the frenzy and personally took part in the coin-throwing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One had to admit—the feeling of throwing coins was truly delightful!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dispersing the onlookers, Zhang Jie and the others went to the Zhang family ancestral hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achieving the rank of Jieyuan, a glory to the ancestors, naturally required informing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I’ve at last taken the first step toward fulfilling your wish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie knelt before the spirit tablet of his adoptive father, Zhang Dahu, and lit three sticks of incense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his lifetime, Zhang Dahu had longed for nothing more than Zhang Jie to pass the imperial exams and become a Jinshi, bringing honor to the family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, the young master has not disappointed you—he has become Jieyuan in this provincial examination!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steward wept bitterly before Zhang Dahu’s spirit tablet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, the County Magistrate is here to visit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had Zhang Jie finished paying respects to Zhang Dahu than a servant came to report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Wen Bin?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie thought for a moment—he knew his family’s display had been too grand, drawing the magistrate’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go welcome him,” Zhang Jie nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nephew Renjie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhang Jie stepped outside the gate, he heard County Magistrate Wen Bin greet him with warm familiarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My humble affairs have disturbed my uncle—I am truly humbled and ashamed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie seized the opportunity, hastening forward with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha! Nephew’s achievement as Jieyuan is a great joy for Yanggu County!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Bin, dressed in civilian robes like a wealthy squire, stroked his beard and laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was genuinely delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Great Song, county magistrates rotated every three years; he had served in Yanggu County for less than two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now he had stumbled upon Zhang Jie—a tremendous blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yanggu County had not produced a single juren in several consecutive provincial exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had become known throughout Shandong as a place where education had withered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evaluations of the previous magistrates had all carried the mark of “failure to promote education.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those unfortunate men were said to have been exiled to the Liao frontier or to Qianzhou and other remote regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did Zhang Jie’s Jieyuan victory mean to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A major achievement!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s sudden rise was a tremendous boon to his official evaluation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he could not use this achievement to advance further—to become a Zhizhou or Prefect—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a transfer within a year to a richer, more stable county was all but guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say a three-year clean magistrate earns ten thousand taels of silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he went to a wealthy county in the south, wouldn’t he easily net one or two thousand taels in three years?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Bin’s gaze toward Zhang Jie nearly sparkled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie was his personal god of wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>",1586,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ca9f808ea53cbbcfd87543627a866155d53559ac1cdb21a3469e5c58d2e78345","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-74","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-72",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]