[{"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-83":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},2315338,4528,"Chapter 83: Sun Erniang","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-83",83,"\u003Cp>\"Young sir and this mighty warrior, please come over and warm yourselves by the fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bearded giant invited warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This humble scholar thanks you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After slightly bowing, Zhang Jie sat down calmly beside Lao San.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Lao San saw Wu Song looking down at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I, mighty warrior, please, you take it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lao San glanced at Wu Song’s arms, thicker than his own thighs, and decisively chose to yield, rising to give up his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song sat down after thanking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He—he thanked me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Lao San felt strangely elated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His earlier dissatisfaction vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Greetings, friend. My four brothers and I are sworn brothers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial world has honored us with the nickname 'Five Righteous Men of Cangshan.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am Lu Congyi; may I ask your name and that of this mighty warrior?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bearded giant introduced himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin but sharp-eyed middle-aged man bowed to Zhang Jie:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Lin Xu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall man with a broadsword beside him, radiating a faint aura of menace:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Song Yunlong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short man with two mouse-like whiskers and darting eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Hu Liu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Lao San introduced himself: \"I am Wang Han.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had never heard of the Five Righteous Men of Cangshan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie, well-versed in the art of mutual flattery, feigned astonishment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I had no idea I was in the presence of the famed Five Righteous Men of Cangshan. This humble scholar Zhang Jie greets you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Wang Han and the others were puzzled, momentarily confused:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Has our reputation already reached Shandong?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you're Master Zhang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi shot Lao San a glare before smiling broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wu Song.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song replied flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mighty Warrior Wu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song, unused to such deference, felt slightly embarrassed—he was the type who yielded to kindness, not force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Greetings, Brother Lu,\" Wu Song returned the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the introductions, the two groups grew more at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I never expected so many heroes would grace my humble inn today—it’s truly an honor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a tinkling laugh came from behind the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie and the others turned to see a voluptuous woman in a green gauze blouse, adorned with hairpins and ornaments,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wearing a bright red silk skirt, her chest exposed to reveal a peach-colored belly band, her face painted with rouge and powder,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>swaying her hips as she approached with seductive grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gulp!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Liu involuntarily swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman was no less alluring than the top courtesans he’d visited in the brothels!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Wu Song’s words, this landlady had strength—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I assume you’re the owner of this tavern?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi asked, recalling the waiter who had first greeted them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, I’m not the owner—just the owner’s wife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman giggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you’re the landlady. May I ask your surname?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Xu, the second brother, his eyes gleaming, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My surname is Sun, name Erniang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The landlady replied with her smile unbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Landlady, where are our steamed buns?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither as infatuated as the fifth brother nor as courteous as the eldest or second,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Han, his stomach growling, shouted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Erniang kept smiling:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coming soon, coming soon—please wait a moment, guests.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her smile, Song Yunlong felt a sudden unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that her smile hid malice—it was her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way she looked at them reminded him of a farmer eyeing his livestock!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'We’re too many. Even if this place is suspicious, she wouldn’t dare do anything.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yunlong shook his head, dismissing the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, unconsciously, he moved his hand closer to his broadsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And who is this young sir?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze swept over Zhang Jie and brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This young man was far handsomer than her dead husband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This humble scholar Zhang Jie greets the landlady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie replied calmly and respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master Zhang, it’s your first time here—why not try our steamed buns?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Free of charge—I treat you.\" Sun Erniang beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Liu, ignored entirely by Sun Erniang, felt a pang of envy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Is being handsome really that special?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Sun Erniang practically cling to Zhang Jie, he had to admit:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being handsome really was that special…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie politely declined her offer, saying coolly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been fasting these past days—just bring me a bowl of plain noodles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he subtly moved away from Sun Erniang’s groping hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song was startled—he had no idea Zhang Jie was fasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And hadn’t they just devoured a whole roasted chicken this morning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did fasting start only in the evening?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew Zhang Jie never acted without reason, so he added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll have a bowl of plain noodles too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Zhang Jie’s indifference, Sun Erniang silently cursed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A pig won’t eat fine bran.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though annoyed, Sun Erniang had run this inn for years—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile remained: \"Please wait a moment, gentlemen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she glided toward the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall now held only Zhang Jie, Wu Song, and the Five Righteous Men of Cangshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In casual talk, Zhang Jie learned the five men were also heading to Bianliang to seek fortune,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>hoping to catch the eye of some noble and secure a future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie understood their ambition well,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for Gao Qiang, the Grand Coordinator, was the prime example of someone who rose to power in Bianliang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man clung to the most exalted person in Great Song,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>becoming the very thing he’d dreamed of: 'a man who could kill without facing trial.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon after climbing that ladder, he became corrupted…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why go to Bianliang? Why not join Elder Zhong’s Grand Coordinator’s service? Earn your future with sword and spear?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song, blunt and forthright, suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Master Zhong, the Grand Coordinator, is Zhong Shidao—the leader of the Western Army, the most elite border force in today’s Great Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the intelligence and analysis he received from Zhang Jie, a war between the Great Song and the Western Xia is inevitable in the coming years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is truly the perfect moment to seize glory, wealth, and official rank through military service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Join the army?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Lu Congyi and the others all shook their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who in the Great Song doesn’t know that our army is filled with convict-soldiers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them are branded thugs, ruffians, thieves, and prisoners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Five Righteous of Cangshan hold no official titles or merit, they are not ignorant common folk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In our Great Song army, civil officials have always controlled the military; victories are credited entirely to the supervision and strategy of the civil overseers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You say the credit belongs to the soldiers who fought bloody battles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the strategic planning of our civil overseers, could a band of convict-soldiers ever win a battle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when they lose, it’s always the convict-soldiers’ fault for disobeying orders!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song realized he had spoken carelessly—there’s a popular saying in our Great Song countryside:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good iron isn’t made into nails; good men don’t become soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after following Zhang Jie did he learn of the Old Master Zhong and Young Master Zhong among the Grand Coordinators in the Western Army, and gained a sliver of confidence in our military.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from the reactions of Lu Congyi and the others, that sliver of confidence was clearly illusory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, can an army win battles without the trust and support of the people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know who you plan to join, Brother Lu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the mood grow heavy, Zhang Jie casually changed the subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had nothing more to say about the vast majority of absolute failures in the Great Song army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… don’t know yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi let out a bitter laugh upon hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because he had no connections, he claimed he was going to Bianliang to try his luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the faces of Lin Xu, Hu Liu, and the others, confusion also appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their journey to Bianliang was truly uncertain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buns are here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a waiter carried two large baskets of buns into the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang, why not join us for a bite?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Temporarily setting aside his worries about the future, Lu Congyi, feeling a strong rapport with Zhang Jie, invited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppressing his worries about the future, Lu Congyi, who felt a strong kinship with Zhang Jie, invited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie waved his hands rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to find anything strange in the buns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, let’s eat ourselves!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Han, offended by Zhang Jie’s refusal, grabbed a steaming hot bun and took a huge bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Delicious! Delicious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Wang Han bit into it, his eyes lit up—the filling was generous, the skin thin, the meat fatty and juicy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, in the Great Song, “buns” are actually what 21st-century people call baozi—filled with meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, you guys eat too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a few bites, Wang Han devoured one large bun, grease dripping from his mouth, then picked up several more and handed them to Lu Congyi and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi invited again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.” Zhang Jie gave a slight shake of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Jie refuse once more, Lu Congyi could only give up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he felt Zhang Jie and his companion were no ordinary men,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he had no reason to beg for their favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the bun toward his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie wouldn’t eat, but they had to—after all, they’d already paid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, this inn was truly a swindle—just a few baskets of buns,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>plus a night’s stay, cost them five taels of silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, a strong laborer in the Great Song earned barely a dozen taels a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Lu Congyi’s bun was about to reach his lips,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s voice drifted softly into their ears:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think you’d better not eat either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie’s words drifted softly into their ears:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he believed Zhang Jie, whose speech was so refined, would not jest with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Put down your buns—for now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other four, even Wang Han, who had been eating heartily, set down their half-eaten buns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This showed how high Lu Congyi’s authority stood among his brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhang, have you noticed something?” Lu Congyi asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother, isn’t this a den of thieves?” Lin Xu guessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew it—this inn is nowhere near a village or town; it must be running a racket on the side!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yunlong, who had sensed something wrong and felt the aura of violence clinging to the place, hurled his bun aside and grabbed his broadsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s accusing my inn of being a den of thieves?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Sun Erniang stepped out, her voice sharp and confrontational.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s accusing my shop of being a den of thieves?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie rose calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young sir, you can’t joke about this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Erniang’s eyes turned dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie waved a hand to fan the air. “Joke?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stench of menghan medicine in this place nearly knocked me out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Menghan medicine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Song stepped in front of Zhang Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Shhh!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Congyi and the others drew their weapons, on guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had traveled the martial world for years and knew well the reputation of menghan medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how mighty the martial hero, how fearsome the bandit, or even how official the constable—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>one packet of menghan medicine, and they’d sleep like dead pigs, helpless and captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young sir, you can’t speak recklessly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Erniang pointed accusingly at Zhang Jie, confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He hasn’t reacted yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at Wang Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He hasn’t reacted yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Five Righteous of Cangshan stared at Wang Han, who showed no sign of reaction, and hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there were menghan medicine in the buns, Wang Han, who had eaten several, should have shown some effect—even if not fully knocked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t say the buns contained menghan medicine. I said the inn itself has menghan medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what’s this if not reckless talk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can smell menghan medicine in my inn?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is your nose a dog’s nose?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Erniang jabbed her finger at Zhang Jie’s nose, relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you think I can smell Mongolian sleeping powder in my own shop?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he tell Sun Erniang that his nose, enhanced by martial arts, was indeed as sharp as a dog’s?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be insulting himself!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jie was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he tell Sun Erniang that his nose, enhanced by Wu Gong, was indeed as keen as a dog’s?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be insulting himself!\u003C\u002Fp>",2080,"2026-06-20T14:22:35.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","46068581ddd03c721b08baad097ec6060d237bb9eda813a5b018dc8a4896754d","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-84","simultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-chapter-82",601,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-my-cheat-skill-is-m-cover.jpg"]