A Farmer's Son Brings Peace to the Realm

[The pace is fairly slow. The early chapters focus mainly on life back home, and the story moves into officialdom in the middle and later chapters.]

[Some parts are a bit far-fetched. Feel free to point out anything you don't like! Many thanks!!!]

Li Shouren belonged to the head-down phone users, a group outside the modern world's 56 ethnicities. On his way home, he got a little too close to a big truck and met his untimely end.

The truck turned out to be so powerful that it sent him straight back into his mother's womb. Perhaps because he had loved his phone so much, he found one in his mind, too.

The phone was incredibly powerful, and Li Shouren made a name for himself in ancient times with nothing but that one device.

A calligraphy master declared, “My running script is the best in the dynasty!”

Li Shouren opened a calligraphy simulator, imitated the running script of the Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, and wrote the “Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection” before strolling away.

A great literary master proclaimed, “My poetry is profound, my writing concise, and reading it is like drinking sweet dew!”

Li Shouren looked at the “Three Hundred Tang Poems” on his phone and said nothing.

The Sage of Go declared, “I have never met my equal!”

Li Shouren opened the Go game on his phone and set the difficulty to “AlphaGo Mode.”

A first-rate martial artist of the Jianghu said, “Show me your weapon!”

Li Shouren quietly opened a firearms simulator and took him out with one shot. Then he said coolly, “Buddy, times have changed!”