Chapter 1

【New book on the shelf, seeking recommendations and collections】

Under a cloudless sky, only Xiaquan Village was struck by lightning and thunder!

A thousand miles of ice, only in Xiaquan Village did all the flowers bloom!

Several village elders stood in the courtyard, anxiously waiting. When an old doctor with a medicine box and a white beard finally came out, they immediately surrounded him. "How is it?"

The old doctor did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked up at the sky, then around the courtyard, and clasped his hands together. "Congratulations to Xiaquan Village! This must be the descent of the literary star from heaven. Xiaquan Village is surely going to produce a top scholar."

All the village elders were stunned. While they were in a daze, the old doctor had already left gracefully.

Then a young woman wearing a veil came out and bowed. "Thank you, uncles, for your concern. My husband seems to be fine. He recited many profound articles in his dream just now. He will surely not miss the spring examination in the capital! It was an accident, and Tiger should not be blamed."

"Go back and beat that fool!" One of the elders turned and left.

The others looked at each other. Seeing that everything was fine and the dark clouds had dispersed, the flowers that had bloomed in winter were now wilting. There was no need to stay. They said that if anything happened, they would call for help from the clan, and then the elders also turned and left.

In fact, someone had been hit. Struck on the back of the head by a stone, he fainted immediately. Initially, they thought it was a bold thief trying to steal from the female teacher, but after the beating, they realized that this person was not a thief but the fiancé of the female teacher, and he was also a scholar who had come to Xiaquan Village on his way to the capital for the examination.

Next, the doctor came, and strange phenomena appeared in the sky.

Within a hundred miles, no one was unaware of it, and within ten miles, everyone knew the details.

The victim, the scholar who had been knocked out, woke up at this moment!

Opening his eyes, he saw not a ceiling but a beam covered in spider webs. The noble scholar Bai Minghe gently touched his temples, feeling hair instead of skin.

Is this the Ming Dynasty? Or am I still dreaming?

"You're awake!" A woman's voice, a young woman's voice, came. Bai Minghe turned his head and almost fainted at the sight of the large black birthmark covering half of her face, which made her originally delicate features look terrifying. But her voice was still very pleasant: "You've been asleep for a day and a night. The doctor said you were lucky, and your injuries were not serious."

Suddenly, Bai Minghe jumped up and rushed out. He ran around in the icy and snowy weather, looked up at the sky, dug into the soil, and even ran into the neighbor's chicken coop, causing a commotion. After that, he rushed back into the room and looked at the young girl who was still holding a bowl.

Bai Minghe was a bit dazed. He suddenly walked a few steps quickly, took the bowl of water, drank it, and then sat down on the kang!

By the gods, science is a damn lie!

The facts were right before his eyes, but Bai Minghe was thinking about his last memory: a little boy in a fast-food restaurant said he was looking for his mother but had no money and asked for money. Then he said he could help him travel to any time. At the time, Bai Minghe had just joked and said he wanted to go to the Ming Dynasty.

Then the little boy took out a list.

He vaguely remembered that it was very detailed, listing how much it cost to travel to the royal family, how much for a beautiful wife, and how much for special skills. He just thought it was fun and chose the Ming Dynasty, saying he wanted to be a scholar. The little boy said it would cost 500 yuan, but he didn't need to pay, just agree, and the contract would be formed, and he would take the money himself...

That was the end of the memory. The last thing he remembered was that the little boy said his name was Li An.

"Is this the Ming Dynasty? Am I a scholar?" Bai Minghe suddenly asked.

The young woman looked at Bai Minghe and sighed lightly. "It seems you are quite injured." Then she answered Bai Minghe: "This is the Ming Dynasty, and you are a scholar. But your rank is not high, second to last. You came from Xi'an, and I don't know if you were delayed on the way. Today is the 17th of the 12th month."

"Ah, the 17th of the 12th month." Bai Minghe got up and stretched his neck. His head still hurt a bit, probably from the beating.

At the moment, Bai Minghe didn't care about the time; what he wanted to see most was that little boy named Li An.

In one word, he wanted to return to the modern world.

Thinking of himself, an orphanage-born, who had worked hard to get into a top university, started a business from scratch, and by the age of thirty, had achieved some success, bought a Mercedes, and was waiting to register it. He had advertised that he had a car and a house, hoping to find a beautiful and wealthy wife. His life was just beginning, how could it end here?

Even if he had to travel through time, he wanted to choose again. All his modern assets should be exchanged for a life of leisure and power, with a string of beautiful wives and concubines, and at least dozens of tons of gold and silver, commanding the world and looking down on all others.

500 yuan for a Ming Dynasty scholar...

Bai Minghe really wanted a cigarette to ease the pain in his heart, or a bottle of Xifeng wine to get himself drunk. Maybe he could meet that little boy named Li An in his dreams.

"Are you okay?" the woman asked with concern.

"Not good, my chest hurts!" Bai Minghe had endured many hardships, but even the strongest heart couldn't withstand such a blow. The woman looked puzzled: "You were hit on the head, why does your chest hurt?"

Bai Minghe looked up, trying to ignore the terrifying face, and asked calmly and seriously: "Who am I? Who are you? What is our relationship?"

Before the woman could answer, someone outside shouted: "The Lu family is here again, they are here again."

"I am Bai Sunshi, the fiancée of Bai Minghe from Guanzhong. My maiden name is Yuanjun!" She bowed and put on a veil, then walked out the door. Outside, there was a loud noise, as if hundreds of people were there.

Bai! Sun! Shi!

A bolt of lightning struck Bai Minghe's already dizzy brain. This was clearly a case of not giving the little ghost a red envelope when he was reborn. Bai Minghe felt deeply regretful again, wishing he had taken the little boy seriously and told him that all his assets would be his, in exchange for a good identity in the past.

No, she said "fiancée"? Bai Minghe saw a glimmer of hope in his despair, but the face was too terrifying.

A short while later, Bai Yuanjun returned and placed several brocade boxes on the table. She said, "They are not here to collect debts. The head of the Lu family from the neighboring village came personally. I said you were unwell. I asked the old uncle to serve tea, and these are the gifts from the Lu family for you."

PS: Who is Li An? He is a significant figure. His identity and abilities are detailed in "The First Manor of the Tang Dynasty."

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