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

After the meal, Shen Wuming was about to go back home, but Cao Juyu was still following him, unwilling to leave.

"Master Cao, I have to go back first and say goodbye."

Shen Wuming was really troubled. When he saw Chu Pingshan finishing his meal, he quickly put down his chopsticks and left.

But Cao Juyu still didn't want to let him go, so she pulled his sleeve and cleared his throat.

"Mr. Shen, are you really not considering joining the Mo family?" Cao Zhuyu said with a serious face.

"With your talent and understanding, you have a good chance of becoming a Mohist giant in the future!"

"I don't want to!" Shen Wuming shook his head, "Everything is low-grade, but I want to be good at studying. I want to practice Confucianism."

Mainly because he didn't want to study science.

He has also seen a lot of cultivation methods from various schools recently, and Confucianism is the fastest.

Use the pen as a knife and poetry as a sword!

If you just copy a few Tang poems and Song lyrics, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds. Why do you need to do craft work?

Not getting the answer she wanted, Cao Zhuyu couldn't help but frown slightly, "Are you really not thinking about it anymore?"

"As long as you join the Mo family, I recommend you to enter Lushan Academy, and I can also recommend you to the dean of the academy to be his direct disciple."

Chu Pingshan, who was originally walking in front, couldn't help but pause when he heard the president of the academy.

He knew that the dean of Lushan Academy was a giant.

Not only was he one of the nine fortune tellers of the Mohist family, but he was also the minister of the Ministry of Industry of the current dynasty.

A big shot second only to several prime ministers.

But before he spoke, Shen Wuming shook his head decisively, "I still don't want to!"

"You..." Cao Zhuyu's face darkened, and she raised her finger to point at Shen Wuming, "Do you know what you missed?"

"What did you miss? A Mo family boss?" Shen Wuming didn't care.

He originally planned to practice Confucianism just because it was convenient.

But at this time, Cao Zhuyu's repeated persuasion aroused his rebellious psychology.

Cao Zhuyu hated the fact that iron was not ready and said: "You didn't miss the dean, but you missed the opportunity to display your talent."

"You may not be able to succeed if you practice Confucianism, but you can definitely do it if you practice Mohism. Do you know how good your talent is?"

When Cao Zhuyu said this, her tone softened. She just thought that Shen Wuming didn't realize how powerful he was.

"Do you know how important your discovery just now is? The drainage of metals with different properties can even extend to more areas..."

Seeing that Cao Juyu was not using power to suppress others, but rather acting like this, Shen Wuming also lowered his voice.

"I know, I just asked you to do experiments with metals. In fact, you can also use stones, metals, and wooden blocks..."

"Yes." Cao Zhuyu's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but grab his hand, "That's why I say you are a genius."

"I'll sort out these things for you and publish them in the imperial palace newspaper tomorrow..."

The imperial newspaper is equivalent to a government-run newspaper. It not only publishes current affairs, but also publishes some theories from hundreds of schools of thought.

Because the Di Bao's area is limited, every article published on it is extremely competitive.

Moreover, once published, one's theory will be recognized by others, and with the blessing of mind power, one can also increase one's cultivation level.

Similar to the effect of preaching.

But Shen Wuming didn't care about this, but felt her little hands, which were cold and extremely tender.

Like an egg that has been peeled.

"Ahem!"

Chu Pingshan couldn't help but cough slightly, "Master Cao, I know that you love me so much!"

"But this is still outside. Do you want to pay attention to this... the impact is not very good..."

Only then did Cao Zhuyu notice her hand and let go of it nonchalantly, still looking at Shen Wuming eagerly.

Shen Wuming sighed and saw Cao Zhuyu's character. If she refused categorically, she would definitely not give up.

"Alas..." Shen Wuming looked hesitant, "Master Cao, how about you let me think about it before I reply to you?"

"Okay... ok..." Cao Zhuyu thought for a while, nodded, and then waved.

"Whenever you think about it, come to me at the Supervision Department at any time and I will take you to Lushan Academy."

…

After escaping from this woman's clutches, Shen Wuming planned to return home, but when he walked on the road, he realized that he was not full.

After saying hello to Chu Pingshan, I found a Yuzhou noodle shop on the roadside and ordered a bowl of spicy shell noodles.

"What's spicy?"

The noodle shop owner who was busy chopping whistles looked up and asked.

Shen Wuming was stunned for a moment when he saw his appearance. His face was fleshy and his body was shiny.

Is this a cook or a butcher?

"Slightly spicy."

But he quickly came to his senses, said something, and then saw a lot of braised vegetables in the kitchen.

"By the way, cut off a pig's ear."

After serving the food, I realized that the chef's skills were pretty good.

The pig ears are thinly sliced ​​and translucent, and very tasty.

After eating, Shen Wuming paid out a few pennies, then turned and walked into the bookstore next to him.

He discovered this bookstore just now when he was eating noodles.

He had already read through the ordinary books in Shoutinghou Mansion, and the rest were about cultivation.

But he still prefers reading miscellaneous books.

When I walked into the bookstore, I looked around and saw that there were not many people there. There was only an old man with a leprosy head sweeping the floor.

Shen Wuming didn't care and picked up a copy of "The Legend of Tianshan Heroine". It seemed to be a novel?

The result... um... a good thing... it has pictures and text, and it's printed in color, so it's really good.

There are a total of eighteen sets of techniques, practiced to the highest level, why do you need any more purple mood?

…

In the Hou Mansion.

"So, his illness is cured?" Song Nanzhu pulled Chu Youyi with a face full of surprise.

Chu Youyi shook her head, "No, he was very smart, but he lost his memory."

Chu Youyi has a say in this.

Although she did not share a room with Shen Wuming, other than that, they basically ate and lived together.

It can be seen that Shen Wuming has no problem, his brain is not broken, but he can't remember many things.

His behavior and actions are very normal, but he occasionally says nonsense.

He wrote some things on the paper, all of which were words she couldn't recognize.

If Chu Pingshan hadn't seen Shen Wuming's condition in secret, he would have suspected that he was possessed by someone.

Song Nanzhu pursed his lips, "But I also heard about what happened today. He knows a lot."

"Yes, the son-in-law is very smart." Xiaohua interrupted.

"If his brain is not broken, he will definitely be the top scholar."

Hearing this, Song Nanzhu's face turned pale. If it weren't for her, Shen Wuming might really be the top scholar.

But now, Song Nanzhu didn't know how to atone for his sins.

"If I can't cure his disease, I must compensate him."

Song Nanzhu swore secretly.

It was getting dark, and Shen Wuming reluctantly closed the book in his hand.

Although he had watched many film and television versions in his previous life, they were all bland after traveling through time.

There was no material even for some handicrafts.

It was not easy to see a top-notch book, comparable to a certain comic paradise, so I was reluctant to give it up.

It was a pity that after asking the old man sweeping the floor, I found out that this book was not for sale, but was just put here to attract customers.

"Okay, okay, you know how to sell books." Shen Wuming was speechless, "No wonder you have a bald head."

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, picked up the broom, and hit him.

Shen Wuming moved quickly and jumped out of the door in an instant.