Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

The Baicao Record in Lin Jingzhe's hands is not a simple version, but a rare orphan.

Soon after he came to this world, Lin Jingzhe had the ability to move, he began to dispense medicine to nourish his body just like in the past.

But before dispensing medicines, Lin Jingzhe needs to understand the medicinal properties of various medicines in this world because of the difference in the world.

After searching on the market for a long time, Lin Jingzhe couldn't find a comprehensive book of this kind. Later, he overheard his own father Wang De said that Mr. Zhou has a wealth of books in his home.

Lin Jingzhe deliberately moved the chess game at home and got acquainted with Old Man Zhou.

After that, Lin Jingzhe came to play chess with Old Man Zhou in short intervals, and the two slowly got to know each other.

Last time Lin Jingzhe also found the book he wanted in Old Man Zhou's study.

So there is today's game.

After getting the book, Lin Jingzhe walked while reading, and soon returned to his home~inside.

"Second brother, mother asked me to come to you,-it's time to eat."

As soon as I entered the door, Lin Jingzhe's Dage, Wang Ping ran over with a stone: "I just went to the street to look for you, and I haven't found it for a long time."

"Xiao An, you asked Dage to put the stone down."

Lin Jingzhe nodded, took the book in his hand, and walked into his house. As soon as he reached the door, he saw Own's mother coming out of it.

Chu Xianglan smiled and pulled Lin Jingzhe into the room. Looking at Wang Ping, who was still holding the stone on one side, she couldn't help but frown, "Now what you say is better than mine."

"Dage, put the stone down."

Hearing what his mother said, Lin Jingzhe smiled slightly and turned to look at Wang Ping behind him: "After eating, we will practice."

"Oh."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Wang Ping raised the stone in his hand and went back to the yard to put the stone down.

Seeing her dazed look at Dage, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but frown slightly.

In fact, after Lin Jingzhe had some True Qi in his body, Lin Jingzhe began to treat Wang Ping.

Compared with the beginning, Wang Ping's current situation has changed a lot.

‘It seems that treatment needs to be continued. ’

After thinking about it slightly, Lin Jingzhe decided to wait for him to find out all the medicinal properties of this world, and then proceed to treat Wang Ping.

Although it is unlikely that Wang Ping will be cured completely, Lin Jingzhe hopes that he can become a normal person.

"Daddy is back?"

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Jingzhe heard a creak in the courtyard, followed by Wang Ping's happy shout: "Second brother, mother, father is back."

"Today is the death day of the first emperor, and the court mourns the whole country for three days."

The family sat down for a meal, and Wang De talked about why he came back so early.

As an official of the Imperial Academy, he is usually responsible for drafting edicts and teaching some members of the royal family.

He was responsible for drafting the edict for the three-day national mourning. After drafting the edict, Wang De returned home from the palace.

He usually lives in a rented house not far from the palace because he has to rush to the palace in time, so that he will not be delayed on the way, so it is rare to have time to come back.

"Daddy, I can lift a hundred catties of stones."

Wang Ping holds a large bowl in his hand. In the morning, the food at home is very rich, with meat and vegetables.

After a few mouthfuls of white rice, Wang Ping proudly showed off to Wang De, and while showing off Lin Jingzhe, who also looked at him from time to time: "No one dared to bully me."

"Okay, daddy knows it."

Wang De looked at Own's eldest son with some helplessness, and sighed a little, then he put some dishes for Lin Jingzhe: "You want to learn how to write with your second brother."

"Did An'er do her homework well at home?"

Turning his gaze to Lin Jingzhe, who was immersed in the meal, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang De's face. His second son was born with an early wisdom.

At the age of two, he could already know most of the characters, which made Wang De delighted.

"Did it all."

Feeling the gaze of his father's questioning, Lin Jingzhe swallowed the food in his mouth and raised his head to look at Wang De: "It was done three days ago."

After two years of getting along with each other, Lin Jingzhe understands his father in this life very well.

I like poetry, and I like to reason with others.

Usually the greatest pleasure is to teach own two sons.

At the beginning, Lin Jingzhe actually thought about not being too smart.

However, after experiencing Wang De's perseverance and admirable patience, Lin Jingzhe no longer hides his own ideas.

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He didn't want to be called to the study by Wang De every day and taught repeatedly.

So Lin Jingzhe simply behaves smarter.

No matter what you teach, you can do it all over again.

Slowly, Wang De, who liked to reason in front of Lin Jingzhe, showing off his knowledge and super memory, was hit by Lin Jingzhe again and again, and completely lost the idea of ​​teaching Lin Jingzhe.

He couldn't find the slightest sense of accomplishment in front of Lin Jingzhe, and only frustration.

And Lin Jingzhe can speak more truthfully than him.

Up to now, Wang De's usual knowledge of Lin Jingzhe is just laying out a pile of books, or laying out some homework.

As for teaching, he has completely lost interest.

"Did you finish it so soon?"

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's answer, Wang De was both gratified and uncomfortable.

As a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, he is most proud of his own knowledge.

He was pleased that it was because Lin Jingzhe was more sensible than ordinary children, and every time he finished his homework on time.

And he was sad now, Wang De found that he had nothing to teach Lin Jingzhe, and he usually worried about this.

"I came back this time and brought you five hundred jin of books."

After a slight sigh, Wang De couldn't help laughing.

He could have such a son, no one could ask for it, but instead he was annoyed by it and put a piece of meat on Lin Jingzhe. Wang De smiled triumphantly on his face: "Although your father has no authority in the court, But there are some friends too."

"Thank you dad."

In order to better understand the world, Lin Jingzhe spends most of his time reading books.

Wang De is a scribe, so there are a lot of books at home, but those books are just a drop in the bucket for Lin Jingzhe, who has already reached ten lines in his memory.

Lin Jingzhe just spent less than a day and thoroughly read more than a thousand books at home.

Later, every time Wang De left home and asked Lin Jingzhe what he wanted, Lin Jingzhe asked Wang De to borrow some books to show him.

The father and son formed a tacit understanding for two years.

Now there is no need for Lin Jingzhe to say that when Wang De goes out, he will bring books to Lin Jingzhe. Xi.

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