The reason why he didn't dare to go to the capital was because he had heard the story of Chen Shimei in his previous life.
If Chen Zhao, the father of the original owner of this body, had not died, but had developed a new life in the capital... then after so many years, he might have remarried and had children.
If he passes by now, wouldn't that be a bad thing for him?
Although the probability of this possibility is very low, since the change of test papers happened, he had to consider this possibility.
In the story of the previous life, the original wife went to the city to find her husband, encountered a killer, and escaped death several times.
Fortunately, she later met Bao Qingtian who made the decision for her.
But there is no Bao Qingtian in Daxia.
If he took his mother to the capital rashly, and if something like this happened, no one would make the decision for him.
So just to be on the safe side, he decided to ask the teacher for the names of some of the ministers in the DPRK to see if he could find out anything.
The sky is high in Stone Fire City and the Emperor is far away. Most people, let alone ministers, don't even know the name of the Emperor.
But the teacher is different. The teacher has traveled all over the world and has been an official. Maybe he knows.
"Why are you asking?"
Wang Jingming was a little curious.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought that Chen Che's obsession was to go to the capital to find his father.
To be a great scholar, he is certainly a smart person, so he quickly understood Chen Che's intentions.
Before Chen Che could speak, he pointed to the bookshelf not far away and said, "There is a book called Directory of Officials in the upper right corner. You can go and take a look.
But that was a directory from two years ago, and it wasn't very comprehensive.
You can refer to it, but don’t take it seriously.”
"Students understand! Thank you teacher!"
After Chen Che thanked him, he immediately walked to the bookshelf and took out the Directory of Officials.
However, after checking carefully, he did not see Chen Zhao's name.
Despite this, he still did not completely rule out the possibility in his mind.
After all, too many people are changing their names these days.
Moreover, the teacher also said that the directory itself is not very complete. It can be used as a reference but should not be taken as genuine.
"How? Did you find the answer you wanted?"
Wang Jingming asked with concern.
"No."
Chen Che shook his head.
"Then go back and rest quickly."
Wang Jingming breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, students resign."
…
Time passes day by day.
Wang Jingming would cook two bowls of medicinal soup for Chen Che every day, and all of them were old medicines.
Chen Che felt a little sorry and wanted to refuse several times, but Wang Jingming had a stubborn temper and he couldn't refuse at all.
A month passed by in a flash.
Under the combined effect of the ultra-high pressure state and the four spheres, his strength unknowingly reached a new level.
…
It’s noon this day.
Chen Che is reading in Wang Jingming's study.
The teacher has traveled all over the country over the years and collected many books. In addition to some miscellaneous books introducing the customs and customs of various places, there are also a large number of medical books.
Chen Che used the high-pressure state to write down all the contents in these books.
This also greatly broadened his horizons.
As for medical skills, he can barely be regarded as a miracle doctor on a theoretical level.
But learning medicine requires a lot of practice.
So if he really wanted to treat people, he would hardly care.
…
"Chen Che! Come and drink chicken soup!"
At this time, Wang Jingming's voice suddenly came from outside the study.
Then the study door was pushed open, and Wang Jingming walked in carrying a blackened casserole.
"Your disease... medication may not work. Let's try dietary therapy in the next month."
Wang Jingming said intentionally or unintentionally while carefully placing the casserole on the table.
Seeing the guilty look on his face, Chen Che immediately understood.
The teacher's medicine has probably been used up.
Looking at the cooked chicken soup on the table, he felt a little uncomfortable.
In the past month, in addition to consuming a large amount of precious medicinal materials on him, the teacher also provided him with absolutely safe shelter.
Although the Jishi League has killed many people outside the city this month, the people hidden in the city seem to be taking revenge and become more and more rampant.
However, under the protection of his teacher, he did not feel the storm in the city.
It can be said that this month has been the most stable month since he came to this world.
The teacher was very kind to him, but he did nothing in return.
…
"I bought an old hen from another city this morning! Try it! It's a great supplement!"
Seeing that there were no outsiders, Wang Jingming smiled and served Chen Che a bowl.
After this month of getting along, he appreciated Chen Che even more.
There is no other reason than that this guy is too hardworking.
I got up before dawn to practice martial arts, and I was still coughing while practicing.
To be honest, when he saw that scene for the first time, he was really shocked.
In his opinion, if this spirit is used in studying, then this kid's future achievements may not be as simple as becoming a great scholar.
He has no children, only one daughter, who has already married elsewhere.
As for students, there are a lot of them.
But very few are successful.
As for those who have become great, there are none.
Although Chen Che has not achieved much yet, in his opinion, he will become something great in the future!
This also strengthened his inner thoughts.
That means Chen Che’s illness must be cured!
…
Logically speaking, there is no reason for a teacher to serve soup to students in this world, but seeing the teacher's look of waiting for praise, Chen Che could only take the soup bowl with both hands, and then took a cautious sip.
"This tastes really good! Teacher, you took the trouble!"
Before the chicken soup entered his stomach, he praised it first.
But the next second, he realized something was wrong!
The moment the chicken soup entered his stomach, a jet-black energy entered the Yuan-devouring bottle.
"This soup is extremely poisonous!"
Chen Che was shocked.
How can this be?
Did the teacher want to harm him?
But the next second he rejected this idea.
Although the poison in this chicken soup is powerful, it is still within the category of ordinary poisons.
This amount of poison may be able to poison ordinary people and Qi and Blood Realm warriors, but beyond that, the lethality is quite limited.
Even if he was really a copper-skin warrior, if he drank this bowl of chicken soup without the Yuan Devouring Bottle, he would only suffer heavy injuries at most, and he would not die on the spot.
"If it's not directed at me... then it's directed at the teacher."
Chen Che's heart skipped a beat and he reacted instantly.
On weekdays, he always went back to another hospital to have dinner with his mother, and he had never had dinner with his teacher.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, if the teacher wants to stew chicken soup, he must keep it for himself.
Someone wants to poison the teacher!
…
"Really? Then I'll try it too!"
After Wang Jingming heard Chen Che's compliment, he immediately filled a bowl for himself. Just when he was about to take a sip, Chen Che suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist.