Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Xiaohua talked to him for a long time last night, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

Shen Wuming woke up early in the morning because he was hungry all day yesterday, and he hadn't eaten a single grain of rice in the evening.

Just as he was about to get something to eat, he heard footsteps outside the door. Someone knocked on the door and then pushed it open.

It was his wife Chu Youyi, and the little follower behind her was Princess Taiping Song Nanzhu.

Chu Youyi had a dignified temperament and wore a light white dress, but she could be seen as a gentle and dignified classical beauty.

As for Song Nanzhu, a witch, a witch, a fierce woman... Although she looked very beautiful, it was indeed difficult to give people the feeling of a beauty.

"Husband, what do you have to do today?"

Chu Youyi was holding a food plate with two dishes of side dishes, a bowl of porridge, and three fist-sized white buns on it.

Then he turned to look at Shen Wuming and asked in a softer tone.

Shen Wuming shook his head, "After being beaten yesterday, my head hurts a little, and I forgot some things."

"I only know that my name is Shen Wuming, I... I don't remember anything now, I don't know what to do!"

From the situation of several people fighting last night, this seems to be a world with some superpowers.

At this moment, he was originally taking someone else's name, and he was afraid of leaking loopholes, so he simply said that he had lost his memory.

"Ah?" Chu Youyi was slightly stunned, and then a little worried, "What's the situation, is it serious?"

"I don't know." Shen Wuming smiled bitterly and shook his head.

According to Xiaohua, everyone has determined that he is the original Shen Wuming, and now he can only do less and make fewer mistakes.

If you say anything nonsense, I'm afraid it will cause trouble.

"I'll call the doctor to help you." Song Nanzhu pursed his lips, his face full of shame.

After that, he turned and walked out the door.

She went to call the doctor, and Shen Wuming came to the dining table, so he should fill his stomach first.

The side dishes and steamed buns were very ordinary, but the taste was excellent. You can tell at a glance that the chef of the Marquis' Mansion is good.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, but after eating, I felt a warm current spreading throughout my body.

It seems that I have come to life... Maybe I was too hungry yesterday?

...

Shen Wuming sat at the table, and a group of medical power emitting a bright glow surged out of the old doctor's hand and sent it into his body.

Feeling the heat constantly wandering around his body, Shen Wuming's eyes also showed surprise.

Is this the supernatural power of this world?

At the same time.

[You observe the medical monks taking the pulse, feel the path of the medical power in the body, and comprehend the 'Qin Yueren pulse taking method']

Shen Wuming's heart was slightly shaken.

The golden finger finally came into play.

At this moment, he seemed to have some enlightenment in his mind, staring at the old man's hand in a daze...

He seemed to understand.

"Doctor, can he still be saved?"

Song Nanzhu pinched the corner of his clothes, his face a little pale. Seeing the old doctor pull away his pulse, he hurriedly asked.

"This may be..."

The white-haired old doctor glanced at Song Nanzhu next to him, and was about to accuse her of being too heavy-handed.

But thinking of Song Nanzhu's usual style, he quickly straightened his expression.

"My son-in-law is in very good health, with a strong pulse, vigorous blood and abundant kidney essence."

"This may be a bit too heavy, and there is blood congestion in the brain that leads to amnesia."

"External force can't treat it. I can only prescribe two prescriptions for calming the nerves. Take them and see if they work!"

"After these medicines are boiled, burn the yellow talisman into ashes and drink them together!"

The old doctor quickly wrote down a prescription and handed it to Chu Youyi.

He also took out a stack of blank yellow talismans, and took out a red pen and red ink.

He quickly wrote some dragon-flying and phoenix-like words on it that were unclear.

"Let me do it."

Song Nanzhu took the prescription with a face full of self-blame and looked at Shen Wuming, "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure you."

If she hadn't knocked Shen Wuming unconscious, Shen Wuming wouldn't be like this now.

Thinking of this, Song Nanzhu's steps became a little faster and he walked outside.

After the doctor and Song Nanzhu left, Chu Youyi looked at Shen Wuming again, "It's okay if you can't remember it for the time being."

"You stay at home first, and tell me if you need anything."

Shen Wuming squeezed out an awkward smile.

He didn't know anything now, and he had no place to live, so it seemed that he could only stay in the Marquis's Mansion and eat soft rice.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Shen Wuming took the initiative to break the ice and asked, "Do you have a book? I want to take a look."

"Okay, I'll take you to the study."

Chu Pingshan was not an ordinary nobleman. He had served as an official in the court in his early years, and later resigned from office and lived in seclusion due to an accident.

Those who came out of the martial arts examination not only had a high level of cultivation, but also read military books and had outstanding literary talent.

However, more than 50% of the books in the study are military books.

In addition, there are also some books about mountains, rivers, geography, post stations, and water transport in various countries.

"These are all common books. As for the secrets of cultivation, they are in the Sutra Pavilion in the mansion."

"Now... if you want to read it, I'll take you there." Chu Youyi said.

"Cultivation?" Shen Wuming's eyes flashed with some inexplicable spirits, thinking of the prompts on the system panel just now.

But he still shook his head.

He is not in a hurry now, and he wants to understand more clearly what kind of world this is.

After all, many of the words from the maid Xiaohua are rumors. It is always more reliable to read it yourself.

"Then you can see, I won't bother you."

Chu Youyi said in a soft tone, then exited the study and closed the door.

Song Nanzhu walked in with a bag of medicine. When she saw Chu Youyi, she smiled bitterly.

"I didn't expect things to develop to this point. I was too reckless."

Seeing Song Nanzhu blaming himself, Chu Youyi smiled gently, "It's okay, I'll figure it out later!"

"Are you going to marry him like this?" Song Nanzhu hesitated.

"Isn't this your idea?" Chu Youyi smiled jokingly.

This made Song Nanzhu feel even more ashamed, and said calmly: "I...I just wanted to stop Ma Baoshan and the others!"

Chu Youyi took the medicine from her hand and said, "Okay!"

"Anyway, at least I didn't lead the wolf into the house, which is good."

"As for the rest, we'll talk about it later. I'll help him boil the medicine."

Shen Wuming studied the panel in his mind for a while, but didn't find it to be of much use. He just had a strong memory.

For example, just look at the doctor's magic power and you will know it.

"Quite interesting..."

Shen Wuming looked at the faint light gushing out from his fingertips. This seemed to be the doctor's magic power?

Some things about medical skills also came to his mind inexplicably, but they were relatively simple.

Shaking his head, he immediately flipped through various classics in the study.

Most of them are dated and have notes on them.

There are two types of notes in total, one is more rough, open and closed, as if penetrating deeply.

The other one is quite delicate, but still has an edge, like a straight sword!

He chose a moment and pulled out a book with an unknown block character on it.

It's a bit similar to official script, but it's also traditional Chinese.

"Well……"

A little embarrassed, Shen Wuming still pushed open the door and went out, planning to find Chu Youyi to teach him how to read.

However, Chu Youyi was not seen, and Song Nanzhu's chirping voice was heard in the kitchen.

When I walked over, I saw that Chu Youyi was sitting on a small bench lighting a fire, looking at the small pot on the stove from time to time.

"What's wrong? Husband."

Chu Youyi looked up at her, and Shen Wuming finally expressed his embarrassment.

Chu Youyi smiled and said, "Then let me teach you husband, Nan Zhu, help me watch the stove."

She got up and planned to teach Shen Wuming, but Song Nanzhu volunteered, "I'll do it."

"I caused him to lose his memory. I should make it up to him. You can just boil the medicine and it will be fine."

Song Nanzhu dragged Shen Wuming to the study room, found a relatively basic book and opened it.

"I'll teach you something simple first!"

"Let's start with "Shuowen Jiezi", which is a simplified version of the Cangjie Chapter. There are more than 9,000 commonly used characters in total."

Although Song Nanzhu was chattering, he had obviously read a book.

I know a lot of words, but when I write them, they look ugly.

Each stroke is correct, but when put together, it is exactly like an oracle.

Shen Wuming complained in his heart.

However, considering her ability to send Ma Baoshan away with a slap, it is better to correct her attitude and study humbly.

In the blink of an eye, two quarters of an hour passed.

Shen Wuming memorized them by rote and learned hundreds of characters... There are many similarities between these square characters and Chinese characters.

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