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738 我 My Ninety-Eight Time Travels Jun Mo Ze ZeAncient Romance671k WordsOngoing 84Reads—Score—Shelves

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Then you can read this one. The protagonist travels through the past, interacts with historical figures, and poetry and science come to mind easily. It is the kind of book that "feels like I have become knowledgeable after reading it."

739 官 Official Conspiracy Mr. YuleUrban512k WordsOngoing 18.6kReads5.8Score2.9kShelves

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These two books are worth reading as official novels

741 千 Thousand-Faced Thief King To the NorthUrban2.1M WordsCompleted 111.6kReads9.6Score14.8kShelves

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Some of them hide knowledge in novels, most of which are to increase knowledge, and few are to increase skills.

747 宋 History of the Song Dynasty·the Anthology of Taizu TuotuoHistorical21k WordsCompleted 107Reads8.3Score—Shelves

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Don't miss it if you're passing by. Add a bookshelf first so you don't get lost.

755 整 Organizer's Record Flour CakeModern Romance171k WordsCompleted 270Reads—Score—Shelves

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Organizing and studying is all needed

765 掌 There Are Cross Patterns on the Palms Yizhou Song SanUrban775k WordsCompleted 485Reads8.8Score105Shelves

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Learn through entertainment

776 大 Great Wisdom Qu Yuan Tianwen 172 Answers Shiyue 8Historical300k WordsCompleted 4Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I feel that these books are purely for learning and they cover a wide range of topics. I suggest you read them.

782 我 My Fantasy Conversation with AI The Silent Source of the WorldUrban436k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The knowledge is profound and a bit brain-burning...

807 封 Feng's Hearing and Seeing Notes Closed PerformanceHistorical30k WordsCompleted 10Reads7.9Score—Shelves

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Knowledge enters the mind in an incredible way [full] [full] [full]

821 跟 Learn Feng Shui from Third Grandpa Dingxingxing521Mystery2.1M WordsCompleted 20.4kReads8.8Score2.2kShelves

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Feng Shui, you can learn about it

823 临 Dying Wish Sister Lei's Old Licking DogMystery322k WordsOngoing 174Reads5.8Score102Shelves

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Only 4 people watched the first show. It turns out that there are still some readers who are willing to improve themselves. Following the plot, the book contains the most useful knowledge from 17 disciplines including psychology, economics, logic, game theory, and advanced mathematics, as well as cutting-edge mainstream scientific explanations, which will quickly build your thinking framework and improve your cognitive level. I won't push it to a setting if I can't edit it, and I won't deceive anxious young readers under the guise of changing their lives. Feng shui metaphysics, divination and fortune telling are no longer things that can deceive you (if you have any questions, jump directly to Chapter 134, which will explain the problem from the root and let you identify charlatans). The story is funny, but not ridiculous. The protagonist is not normal. The reader's fault for laughing has nothing to do with the author. As for the plot, you can guess it if you can. Putting aside the knowledge points, the plot of the whole book is a suspense story with strict logic, with a lot of foreshadowing. The second and third chapters are all interesting. It is not a scattered plot put together for the purpose of telling knowledge. Some chapters are specially designed to train diverse thinking. Reading slowly can improve your reasoning ability. If you find that the plot logic is unreasonable, the author will lie on the ground and let you beat him! Don't ask for rewards from the readers, just support me. You can verify the knowledge in the book using AI. The father who has finally achieved financial freedom has to prove that this book is useful in order to prevent his children from making detours when they grow up. It is really difficult to raise a mythical beast. . .

826 风 A Wonderful Book About Feng Shui That Can Change Your Life Chen JiuUrban474k WordsOngoing 174.1kReads8.4Score15kShelves

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A Feng Shui novel

828 被 The Female Real Estate Customer Service Person Who Was Involved Wei PingshuoUrban67k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Living is not the same as living. Some people are happy while living. Why do some people suffer and keep fighting while living?

842 洪 Hongwu Secret Files: the Unknown History of Zhu Yuanzhang Ren XiaoHistorical453k WordsCompleted 19Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The autumn rain in Hongwu's seventeenth year was more lingering than in previous years. Xu Da was lying on the hospital bed in the mansion, listening to the sound of water dripping from the eaves outside the window, like a drum beating in his heart. His back was rotten to the bone. The imperial physician came to see him three times, but each time he just shook his head. In the end, he left the words "General, enjoy your life and rest in peace" and hurriedly left. When Fu'an, the personal servant, came in with a medicine bowl, the mud on the soles of his boots rubbed against the gold bricks, leaving a few dark marks. "Master, it's time to take medicine." Fu'an's voice was very low, and he glanced at the top of the tent from the corner of his eyes - the banner that accompanied the conscripts hung there, and the corners were already frayed. Xu Da didn't respond. He put his skinny hands on the quilt. His knuckles were deformed from holding the knife for a long time, but he didn't even have the strength to clench his fists at this moment. He remembered that last month, Zhu Yuanzhang sent his chamberlain to visit, and the ginseng he brought was thicker than his arm, but when he smelled the ginseng, he felt his heart was clogged. With a "squeak" sound, the outer door was pushed open. Fu'an was about to scold who was so rude, but when he saw who was coming, his face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a pop: "Wang... Wang Gonggong." The person who came was the eunuch Wang Jin, the eunuch Wang Jin, the eunuch Bingbi, the most useful person around Zhu Yuanzhang. He was wearing an azure python-patterned undershirt, holding a gold-painted lacquer box in his hand, followed by four royal guards. The black robes looked like four pieces of indestructible ink on a rainy day. "General Xu, Your Majesty has given you some supplements because of your hard work." Wang Jin's voice was sharp and thin, like ice scraping across tiles. Without letting his servants take over, he walked straight to the bed and placed the lacquer box on the bedside table. Xu Da turned his head hard and his eyelids were as heavy as lead. He saw a smile on Wang Jin's face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, but there was something chilling in his heart. Three years ago, when Hu Weiyong's house was ransacked, it was Wang Jin who took him there. When he came back, the blood on the soles of his boots was not wiped off. "Excuse me, father-in-law." Xu Da's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong. Every time he said a word, the sores on his back hurt as if they were being pricked by needles. Wang Jin opened the lacquer box with a smile: "Your Majesty knew that the general had a bad appetite, so he asked the imperial chef to make a light dish." The box was covered with bright yellow brocade, and a shiny steamed goose lay on it. The goose skin is steamed until it becomes translucent, and you can see the pink and tender meat underneath. The wolfberry and Codonopsis pilosula stuffed in the abdomen are faintly red, and the heat comes out wrapped in the aroma of the meat, filling the humid air. Xu Da's pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood all over his body seemed to freeze instantly. With his gangrenous back, he was most afraid of food, especially goose meat. Imperial doctors have repeatedly warned that not to mention eating, just smelling the smell may aggravate the condition. Who doesn't know about the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty? Zhu Yuanzhang had been in the army for half his life and knew these military taboos best. How could he just give him a steamed goose? "General, eat it while it's hot." Wang Jin's smile deepened, and he reached for the silver chopsticks. "His Majesty said that he will be relieved to see that you enjoy the meal." Xu Da's eyes fell on the steamed goose, and many scenes suddenly flashed before his eyes - during the Battle of Poyang Lake, he and Zhu Yuanzhang shared a piece of roast goose. At that time, the goose feathers were still stuck to the corners of their mouths, but the two of them smiled like children; on the day when Yuan Dadu was captured, Zhu Yuanzhang put his arm around his shoulders and said "When the world is at peace, I will treat you to goose every day"; and last year, before he retired and returned to his hometown, Zhu Yuanzhang held a banquet in the palace. During the banquet, he specially asked the imperial chef to serve stewed goose, but stopped him before he could use his chopsticks and said with a smile, "You will not forgive me for your gangrene. This goose, I will wait until you recover." It turns out that he knows everything. Tears welled up without warning, flowing down the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, dripping on the pillow, leaving a small dark wet mark. It's not that Xu Da has never cried. When he saw his brothers dying in front of him on the battlefield, he cried. Later, when his son died in Mobei, he also cried. But this time, it was the pain of my heart being torn apart. That's not sadness, that's despair. It's the despair of following a person from birth to death for thirty years, and finally being handed a sugar-coated knife. "Eunuch..." Xu Da's voice was trembling. He raised his hand to push the box away, but as soon as his arm was raised halfway, it went limp. "I... I will eat." Wang Jin finally showed a satisfied look in his smile: "The general is a sensible person." Xu Da asked Fu An to help him sit up. The pain in his back almost made him faint. He watched Fu'an cut the goose meat into small pieces with a silver knife. Each cut seemed to cut into his heart. He thought of the soldiers under his command, the bricks he had laid on the walls of Nanjing with his own hands, and the life-saving bowl of porridge Zhu Yuanzhang had given him in Haozhou. It turns out that all the affection is no match for the four words "great achievements shock the master". "Fu'an," Xu Da's voice suddenly calmed down, so calm that it made people panic, "go and call the wife and children." When Mrs. Wang came in with her three sons, she saw the steamed goose on the bedside, and her face instantly turned pale. The eldest son Xu Huizu was about to speak, but Xu Da stopped him with a look. This man who dared to block the Mongolian cavalry on the battlefield had red eyes at the moment, but he gritted his teeth to prevent tears from falling. "I don't have much time left." Xu Da looked at them, his voice as soft as a sigh, "Huizu, you have an upright temperament. From now on, you should talk less in court and do more. Remember, descendants of the Xu family are never allowed to hold military power." Xu Huizu choked and nodded, clenching his fists tightly. "Second brother, you are on duty in Jinyiwei," Xu Da looked at his second son, "Remember, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't look at what you shouldn't see. Only by keeping your duty can you save the lives of the whole family." The second son, with tears streaming down his face, knelt on the ground and kowtowed. "The third child is still young," Xu Da's eyes fell on the youngest son, who was only ten years old. He was so frightened that he cried, "Let him study hard, don't learn martial arts, don't be an official, just be an ordinary citizen." Wang covered her mouth and cried so hard that her whole body trembled. Xu Da gave some more instructions about the family affairs, from the land to the servants, one by one, in a clear and logical manner, as if he was not explaining the funeral affairs, but arranging a battle. Wang Jin stood aside, holding a tea cup and drinking slowly, as if all this had nothing to do with him. After explaining the last thing, Xu Da asked Fu An to hand over a piece of goose meat. The meat was warm and had a rich aroma, but in his eyes, it looked like a red-hot iron. He looked at the rain outside the window. The rain hitting the banana leaves made a rustling sound, just like the rain of arrows on the battlefield. "Your Majesty... I... Take the order to thank you." He murmured and put the piece of goose meat into his mouth. The meat is very tender and tastes good. It is the workmanship of the imperial chef. But as he chewed, he felt as if a stone was stuck in his throat, and the sores on his back felt like they were being burned by fire. The pain made his eyes black. He forced himself to swallow and asked Fu An to pass the second piece. Mrs. Wang and her children knelt on the ground, crying heartily, but no one dared to stop them. They all know that this is the emperor's order, and the consequences of resisting the order will be the destruction of the entire Xu family. Xu Da ate one piece after another, sweat rolled down his forehead and soaked the white hair on his temples. He remembered what Zhu Yuanzhang said back then: "We brothers, we must live and die together." Now, we cannot live together, but we must fulfill this oath in death. After eating half of the goose, Xu Da couldn't hold on any longer. He leaned forward and fell on the pillow. He breathed heavily and looked at Wang Jin, the last light in his eyes gradually extinguished: "Eunuch... Thank your majesty for me..." Wang Jin put down the teacup, stood up and walked to the bed, checked his breathing, and then shouted outside: "General Xu... Passed away." The sound of the rain seemed to get louder, beating on the window lattice and every inch of the Xu family's mansion. Xu Huizu hugged his father's increasingly cold body and finally couldn't help but let out a suppressed cry, like a wounded cub. Wang Jin adjusted his robes and left quietly with the royal guards. The carriage had been waiting outside the house for a long time. The wheels ran over the waterlogged road, and the splashes of water hit the wall, like fleeting blood flowers. The rain is still falling, as if it wants to wash away all the sadness and helplessness in the world. Xu Da's mourning hall was quickly erected, and the white flags fluttered in the wind and rain, like silent flags. There was an endless stream of people coming to express their condolences, and everyone had sadness on their faces, but deep in their eyes, there was a hint of luck—fortunately, it was not him who fell this time. Only Wang knew that on that autumn rainy afternoon, when her husband took his last breath, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes. In those tears, there were memories of the past, reluctance to leave his family, and more importantly, the deepest disappointment for the emperor he had assisted his whole life. Many years later, the story of the steamed goose was still circulated in Nanjing. Some people say that Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that Xu Da would rebel, while others said that Xu Da deserved to die because of his great achievements. Only on the anniversary of Xu Da's death, an old servant would bring a steamed goose to the grave, put three sticks of incense, and sigh at the tombstone: "General, this goose... Is bitter." The wind blew through the pines and cypresses on the grave, making a whimpering sound, as if telling the past that was soaked by the autumn rain, and the final sadness of a founding hero.

850 大 Datang Yuhuan Crane in the WildHistorical487k WordsCompleted 1.3kReads—Score222Shelves

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Let's learn, la la la

852 法 Foreclosure Tycoon EveryoneUrban894k WordsCompleted 2.4kReads7.5Score333Shelves

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Real forensic website records, I hope you can learn something!

859 逢 Don't Talk About Human Affairs When Meeting People Li SitongUrban5.3M WordsOngoing 205.4kReads9.1Score12.1kShelves

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The plot of the story is ups and downs, the development clues are often unexpected, and it is also full of novel sectarian disputes. The protagonist's bizarre whereabouts are both strange and mysterious, allowing readers to follow the author's handwriting to experience magical and miraculous adventures. It is full of dangers and full of magic. Kuishu is worth reading.

860 一 A History of China That Is Addictive Once You Read It Wen BolingHistorical190k WordsCompleted 3.2kReads5.8Score968Shelves

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For learning, take a look at these books [Like] [Like] [Like] [Like] [Like] [Like] Literature is a must, and other aspects are also involved. In short, it is good to read more books [Learned] [Learned] [Learned] [Learned] [Learned] [Learned]

888 历 The Wardrobe of History: Excerpts from Ancient Chinese Clothing Gu FanyingHistorical151k WordsCompleted 148Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Scientific diet lowers blood pressure

909 中 1000 Questions About Chinese Culture Zhai WenmingHistorical645k WordsCompleted 832Reads9.4Score221Shelves

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If you have a desire to learn and improve your cognition, you must first change the underlying logic, gradually establish a framework, and improve all aspects of emotional intelligence, economics, history and culture.

911 温 Wenzhou People's Diary of Getting Rich WealthUrban139k WordsCompleted 15.9kReads9.6Score2.4kShelves

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Never stop learning, even if it is knowledge you have already learned, there will be new discoveries every time