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 The next day.
 early morning.
 Li Ping'an woke up from his sleep and looked at the window first.
 There was no trace of the fine sand scattered on the window sill, and my hair was safely tied to the edge of the window. Then I got dressed and got up.
 The guest room was empty, but the bodies in the morgue were still there.
 "This guy didn't make any noise even after he left the house!"
 Li Ping'an yawned twice and lit a fire to cook porridge with hazy eyes.
 Last night was the first time there was an outsider in the yard. He was a wanderer who licked blood from his knife and killed people for a living. He was half asleep and half awake all night.
 While the porridge is not yet cooked, kick your legs in the air and practice iron leg skills.
 The more proficient your kicking moves are, the more kicks you can perform while the medicine is taking effect.
 Simmer over low heat for a quarter of an hour. When you open the pot, it is steaming, and the aroma of rice and meat hits your face.
 Li Ping'an knows that cooking porridge makes perfect. Soak the pig's offal in light salt water for two-quarters of an hour. Most of the fishy smell will be removed, and it will have a fresh fragrance after cooking.
 "Amitabha."
 A Buddhist chant came from behind. Zhigang half-opened his monk's robe and looked at the pot with a smile.
 Li Ping'an said politely: "Master, let's eat together?"
 "Good, good, good."
 Zhigang didn't seem to understand polite words. He sat on the stone bench with a straight face and stretched his neck to wait for the rice.
 Li Ping'an was helpless and took two bowls and filled them.
 Zhigang was not afraid of being burned. He drank the bubbling meat porridge as soon as he raised his head. He let out a comfortable breath, filled another bowl and drank it slowly.
 "Thank you, layman. This poor monk is short of money. When the Ministry of Household Affairs pays out the money, he will definitely make up for the food money."
 "..."
 Li Ping'an was slightly startled. He never expected that the reason for Zhigang's lack of money was actually lack of money.
 In his impression, all the martial arts masters in the world are rich people. They only have a few ingots of silver for food and accommodation, and gold leaves for casual rewards!
 "With a master's skills, it shouldn't be difficult to make money, right?"
 "It's not difficult, it's difficult."
 Zhigang drank porridge along the edge of the bowl: "It's easy to rob houses and steal money, but it's hard to make money honestly!"
 Li Ping'an asked doubtfully: "It's not difficult to make money through serious business, such as opening a martial arts gym, escorting escorts, or looking after homes and nursing homes?"
 The martial arts gym in Beijing is simply not very profitable!
 For example, the Golden Sword Martial Arts School has hundreds of registered disciples, and earns thousands of taels per month just from soup and medicine fees, not to mention other incomes.
 "The martial arts escort bureau can indeed make a lot of money, but each sect has already circled the territory, and the gangs who run orders cannot get involved."
 Zhigang said: "As for looking after homes and nursing homes, that is only done by low-ranking people in the world. How can a poor monk do such a despicable thing if he is well-known in the world?"
 Li Ping'an frowned slightly: "How do masters make money?"
 The cost of tempering the body is not small. When it comes to tempering the bones and refining the internal organs, one year of training alone will cost thousands of taels of silver.
 I heard from Senior Brother Luo that the money earned by the Golden Sword Martial Arts Hall from its registered disciples was basically subsidized to the sect’s true disciples, so that it could maintain a steady flow of masters in the past generations.
 "Hey, besides robbing and stealing, what else can we do?"
 Zhigang filled another bowl of porridge while he was talking: "The poor monk knew a master who was famous far and wide. When he first entered the world, he defected to him and became a retainer!"
 "It was only after I stayed there for a long time that I found out that on the outside he was acting chivalrous and righteous, but secretly he was raising bandits to plunder everywhere."
 "I kept 20% of the stolen money and spent 10% on building bridges and paving roads. I became a hero and a good person in the eyes of the people!"
 "Two percent, one percent..."
 Li Ping'an asked: "What about the remaining 70%?"
 Zhigang sneered and said, "Seventy percent belongs to the official. The guy who gets 30% depends on his face."
 Li Ping'an looked gloomy and was a little disappointed with Jiang Hu. Then he thought about it, there are many people in the world who deceive others and steal their reputations, so they should not be generalized.
 "What's the font size of that hero?"
 "Fist Zhen Heluo, Li Yuntian!"
 Zhigang said with a sarcastic expression: "That guy's original name was Li Ergou. He called himself Bo Yuntian. He changed his name after he became famous."
 Li Pingan smacked his lips, he was really a hero.
 On weekdays, I go to restaurants and wine shops to listen to news, and the name of Hero Li from Fist Town Heluo appears no less than three times.
 Daqian has a territory of thousands of miles and a population of hundreds of millions. Anyone who can make the people in the capital talk about it can be called a hero.
 Hululu!
 Zhigang drank the last bowl of porridge and stroked his stomach. He felt that he was just full after five minutes of breakfast.
 "The poor monk went to the Yamen to ask for some money."
 He left the yard in three or two steps and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
 Li Ping'an had just finished his first bowl and looking at the empty pot, he suddenly understood the real purpose of Zhigang's talk about Jianghu.
 Drink porridge secretly!
 "This monk is really interesting..."
 Since he didn't sleep well last night, Li Ping'an practiced Iron Leg Kung Fu and dozed off while lying on the leisure chair.
 …
 The days are short in winter.
 It got a little dark in the evening.
 Li Ping'an hung up the wind lantern in the courtyard and waited until halfway through Youshi before hearing the sound of the door opening.
 "Eh? It smells so good!"
 Zhigang was worthy of being a martial artist. He could smell the smell of meat even through the stench of corpses in the morgue, and after just a few steps he saw a table full of food and wine.
 "Master please."
 Li Pingan opened the wine jar and poured two full bowls.
 "Shao Daozi from Sanniang Liquor Shop. Unfortunately, the master came a little late and won't be able to drink ten miles of incense anymore."
 After shopkeeper Wang died, Shilixiang changed its sign and switched to selling braised pork and cooked food.
 Immediately afterwards, another Shilixiang shop was listed selling wine. It was a large shop with a good location. Unfortunately, the taste of the wine had changed.
 There were a lot of guests at the beginning, but it soon became empty, and now it is not far from closing down.
 The business you steal will not last long!
 Zhigang looked at the wine in the bowl and wanted to drink it. He touched the silver in his arms and could only hold back the greed in his stomach.
 "Could it be that lay people seek help from poor monks?"
 "No."
 Li Ping'an said: "I simply want to treat you to a drink. If one day I am short of money, I can just treat you to a meal."
 The Jianghu stories that Zhigang talked about in the morning, whether real or fictitious, can make Li Ping'an realize that the world is dangerous.
 A famous hero may be a bandit secretly.
 If there is a chance to make a career in the world in the future, no one can trust him except myself.
 This realization alone is worth a table of wine and meat!
 Zhigang confirmed: "Is it that simple?"
 Li Pingan nodded: "It's that simple!"
 "You can't use a bowl when drinking. It's too unpleasant, so use a jar."
 Zhigang grabbed the wine jar, opened his mouth and poured it into his belly. He drank ten kilograms of wine in one breath and let out a long belch.
 "happy."
 He stretched out his hand and tore off a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed the meat mixed with broken bones.
 Then a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat swept away everything like a whirlwind.
 Li Ping'an sat across from him, chanting and drinking slowly, and asked casually: "Master, did you go to the Yamen to get some money?"
 "Rewards are easy to post, but UU reading www.uukanshu.net makes money hard."
 Zhigang explained: "The reward order is issued by the Ministry of Punishment, the prisoner's head is verified by Dali Temple, and the money is distributed by the Ministry of Household Affairs. The three yamen supervise each other to prevent anyone from pretending to claim the reward..."
 Li Ping'an was speechless. Half of the six departments were involved, and it would take three to five days just to go through each yamen.
 I encountered some difficulties in the middle, and I was stuck in the process. Maybe I had to go through it all over again.
 really.
 I only heard Zhigang scolding angrily: "The poor monk went to the Ministry of Punishment to write a note, and met a sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked scribe who said that the amount of the monkey's pension was wrong."
 "After repeated calculations several times, we still suspect that the monkey is not dead. We must have a post-mortem examination at Dali Temple. The specific time is uncertain..."
 The monkey is Zhigang's dead brother, nicknamed the Six-Armed Immortal Monkey, and he is also the imperial court's gold medal catcher.
 Li Ping'an heard the meaning. The clerk deliberately found reasons to delay and shirk the responsibility. He obviously wanted to ask for benefits, so he reminded him.
 "Master, prepare some profit money, or agree to share a layer of money with the scribe. The work will definitely go smoothly, and maybe you can get more pension."
 Scriveners are a type of subordinate staff. They may seem to be of no rank, but in fact they have great power.
 Officials would not do trivial matters such as calculating pensions. They would just wait for the clerk to finish the calculation and use printing circles. It is not clear whether there is more or less.
 Zhigang raised his eyebrows: "You asked this poor monk to pay bribes?"
 "It's not considered a bribe."
 Li Ping'an said: "It's just to get things done quickly. Don't delay for too long, or you won't get any money until the Chinese New Year."
 Zhigang squatted down the wine jar on the table with a clang, almost shattering it.
 "If a poor monk only wants money, he will simply go to rob houses and rob houses. They come quickly and in large numbers. There are crimes committed on both sides. Why bother to make a detour?"
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 Princes, generals and ministers are passers-by from heaven and earth. 
 Traffickers, footmen, and pawns are all reduced to dust. 
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 In the thirty-seventh year of Jianwu, Li Ping'an traveled through the Daqian Dynasty and obtained the treasure of merit. From then on, the gears of fate began to turn...
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 The youngest, silly fourteenth son of the Yan Emperor had reached the age where he should be given a separated territory now. He rejected the wealthy land, neighbouring the capital city, and instead chose the wildest land in the western region— Liangcheng. Everyone shook their heads and sighed. A fool is indeed a fool. If you go to Liangcheng, you will be killed by barbarians in less than three to five years. 
 One year later, the watermelon presented to the Emperor as the tribute from Liangcheng in the west was sweet and crispy. There was no one in the palace who did not love it. 
 Two years later, Liangcheng presented corn as a tribute to the Emperor. The yield was high, and the taste was good. No one in the country could resist liking it. 
 Three years later, Liangcheng defeated the barbarians and presented their prisoners in front of the imperial court. The people of Yan were excited and their morale was greatly boosted. 
 Four years later… Everyone said that the fourteenth prince Mingyu was a fool, while the little fatty Yu, who transmigrated with the golden finger, chuckled. Let’s see how you guys look at this fool build his own territory, then. 
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 People say that the catastrophes in this life are often caused by the actions of your previous lives. No matter how many lifetimes you suffer, it cannot be changed. But there is a kind of transaction in the world that can solve it. It doesn’t require money, but instead a drop of your tears.
 Ye Yin, who was adopted by her mysterious teacher, is proficient in psychicism. After facing a variety of clients, crossing time and space to visit different countries, and after repeated tasks, can she resolve her own disaster, or will she lose her love to a man from a different time?
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 A natural moat called the Luo river split the great land into two. Jing of the north, and Wei of the south.
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 Wait and see, how this debt of grudge from a fallen kingdom and devastated home will be settled.
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 Jinneng makes talisman to look at pictures and cut peach blossoms; 
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 He was abducted back home by the prince. 
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 N years later. 
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 Traveling through the late Han Dynasty, Deng Mu became a young man from a poor family in Jingzhou. 
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 At that time, Liu Bei was far away in Xuzhou, and he was determined to fight with the northern bosses. 
 Do you want to accompany Lao Liu from the north to the south first, and then spend ten years in Xinye to watch Cao Cao unify the north? 
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 Deng Mu decisively tricked Liu Bei into seizing Jingzhou in advance. 
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 Cao Cao: Deng Mu is a master of scheming, and no one in the world can match him. I hate this man! 
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 Husband, Xue Duan has been out of date for three months, do you not love me anymore ? TvT
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 At the banquet, Ying Ying, the daughter of Marquis Chengen, bowed down and offered a song, Clouds Over the Rivers Xiao Xiang. At the end, she softly said : “The official’s daughter has no talent ; I’ve made a display of my poor skills”
 A man dressed black brocade who sat at the center coldly interrupted her “Since you know you have no talent, then don’t show yourself.”
 Everyone turned silent, with no one who dared to refute. The young miss of the Ming family who was sitting at the last seat of the table took a glance from afar, only to feel that His Royal Highness King Dingbei was rude and arrogant to the extreme, really not a kind person.
 Later, the bridal chamber was full of candles, the wine was exchanged, and the red candles were shining.
 The young miss of the Ming family shivered when helping him undress.
 The man suddenly talked, asking her to play the tune Wild Geese Come to the Sand Dune.
 She pretended to be courteous and happy, but she was so nervous that she forgot to refuse, so she only tried : “Since I am not talented, then… why… why show myself?”
 She raised her eyes to glance at him, but saw a pair of eyes that seemed to refrain from smiling, “You are not untalented, this prince actually thinks, my wife is very beautiful.”
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 What if Magic has always existed ever since the beginning of the Earth we are living on, but history has been written in order to hide these facts.
 What if the prosperous and well-known people in history is actually a mage?
 Enter a magic academy, rule your country. Be at the pinnacle of life!
 Join me in the journey of Emery and the others in the world of Knights and Magic as he becomes the Earth’s Greatest Magus.
 Authors Note:
 I have always been fascinated by writing fantasy relating to historical facts. In this story, you will find characters inspired by the real world and facts. The universe I created hopefully will make the reader’s imagination excited and logically plausible. I hope you enjoy it.
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 Author own Review after writing 300 chapters
 It’s a slow Burn, as slow as the whole volume 1 maybe will be depressing to read. The MC is still a little boy and he do mistakes. But if you could pass the second volume you will see how this story could reach webnovel top15 trending with just 300 chapters.
 Here are some of the things you will find here
 MC: Heroic, weak to strong, classic good guy in a cruel world. Fortunately, you will see he has many good friends who could fill up his weaknesses.
 World: Imagine Harry Potter combine with StarWars
 System: It a Magic story but with a System to easily follow. There is also cultivation
 Harem: No, there are many female characters. But I enjoy romance first. So even if there will be more than one love interest it will be deep.
 Other: There is deep research on science and history throughout the novel. Hope you will give this a try and be suprised
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 Just… why is this unlucky star of a wooden fiance trying so hard to chase her? Stop sucking my life force already! Our marriage is only for business! I want to break the engagement!
 Ye Yuxuan: “I will never let go of you.”
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 Just by looking at the title of the book, you can tell that this is a story that travels through the Ming Dynasty. 
  On the 80th day, he pledged his allegiance to the emperor, indicating the figures of Taizu's 17th dynasty. 
 ﻿Hundreds of thousands of people died together and stayed for three hundred miles in the Ming Dynasty...
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 The chief female forensic investigator, Ran Yan was secretly killed by her assistant. Unexpectedly, she was reborn in the years of the Tang dynasty. After experiencing a narrow escape, she fled from Jiangnan to Chang’an. Although, Chang’an was at the beginning of its flourishing period under the Li family’s Tang dynasty, various princes were vying for the throne by using all kinds of strategies. This was the dark days of the imperial court, where one needed to walk on a tightrope as one’s life was as powerless as an ant. The Xiao family controlled a large amount of wealth so inevitably they also became involved in the conflicts.
 After arriving in Chang’an, she discovered many suspicious incidents: the original owner had unexplainable amnesia but his family was indifferent. She once again saw the orchid shaped clay inkstone, a valuable object that her mother has given her in modern times. Hence, could it be that she can time travel back? In order to survive in the Tang dynasty, she displayed her strong spirit and willpower by learning medicine from a doctor, pretended that she benefited from being sick on how to cure diseases, suffered hardship in earning money, manufactured penicillin, cured syphilis, and used her autopsy skill and experience to solve each and every murder mysteries.
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 Xiao Luobing was the queen of mercenaries in the modern era, she died and was reborn as a baby into a new world, in which she lived safely for eighteen years. She is the number one genius of South Zhao Country, and became the new empress after she and her family helped the new emperor ascend the throne. However, before long, she was betrayed by her best friend and husband and was deposed from the position of empress. Even her family was exiled and her senior brother was killed. After she was tortured in the cold palace, she died.
 However, with a seemingly heaven-defying fate, she is reborn yet again. This time as the half-sister of her enemies, the Bai sisters. Given a third chance at life, she vows to avenge her family and senior brother and strives to be stronger.
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