Working Hard at the Imperial Exams So I Don't Have to Plant Rice

A modern SSS-level researcher died suddenly and transmigrated to the Daxing Dynasty. He was always weak and sickly. He was only allowed to pick up rice ears in the field when he was six years old. Li Jing, whose head was dazed from being exposed to the sun, felt that it was a bit doubtful for him to farm in the future. He immediately decided to study and take the imperial examination, which he was good at. He would leave rice planting to the professionals.

The following year, a man who had by then taken the name Li Yiqing boasted of his recovery and was eager to plant rice seedlings.

"Why are my feet itchy?" A bad feeling flashed through Li Yiqing's mind, and she lifted her feet out of the water.

"Wow!"

A black, wriggling leech was seen sucking between his toes.

"Ah!" Li Yiqing grabbed the rice seedling in her hand and ran quickly ashore.

It was time for him to study diligently, even to the point of exhaustion; he was determined to read the books until they were worn out.