Chapter 1 Return to the Tang Dynasty

Author: Gao Yue

Chapter 1 Return to the Tang Dynasty

Yonghefang is a famous slum area in Chang'an City. People living here are all kinds of chaotic and complicated, and there are constant disputes. However, generally speaking, the people do not sue them or the officials do not investigate.

In the middle of the yard, there is a dilapidated courtyard with mud mixed with straw. There are three crooked houses in the courtyard.

The burly gate of the courtyard is even more torn than the beggar's clothes, but there is a very generous sign hanging on it: "Yi Lai" and it turns out that this is a medical clinic.

That morning, a woman walked over quickly with a bamboo basket, carrying an iron hammer in her other hand. It was a hammer weighing twenty pounds. I don’t know which general left the weapon on the battlefield.

The woman was about thirty years old, wearing a cloth skirt, her black hair was tightly tied, wrapped in cloth, and a copper hairpin was inserted diagonally. Time has not washed away the beauty of her appearance, but there was a murderous aura hidden between her eyebrows and eyes.

Her appearance is definitely a fairy-like existence in this slum. Although many scoundrels covet her beauty, they are afraid of the hammer in her hand.

The woman's name is Pei Sanniang, who is the owner of the clinic in front of me. With her skill in being able to make a living in this slum area.

When he walked to the door, a neighbor shouted: "Sanniang, your little plum is sitting on the well platform again. It's very dangerous. Go and have a look!"

"Thank you, Aunt Ge!"

Pei Sanniang accelerated her pace and squeezed the hammer in her hand tighter.

At this time, a 14 or 15-year-old boy sat next to the well in the yard. He was not very old but tall, at least half a head taller than Pei Sanniang. He sat on the well platform, his feet swaying in the well, but his eyes were staring at the bottom of the well, as if there was a secret path to another world at the bottom of the well.

"Aye!"

Pei Sanniang felt distressed and annoyed when she saw her son sitting by the well in thin clothes, "Why are you going to lie down on the bed?"

She threw away the hammer and took two steps at a time, with a fast speed. She grabbed her son's arm with great strength and dragged him down from the well platform.

The boy broke free from her hand angrily, "Don't touch me!"

"Whoever wants to get involved, if you have the ability, you can jump down, I promise not to stop!"

"Mumi!Mumi!"

Pei Sanniang shouted twice again, and an old woman came out of the eastmost room, "Hey! Why did Aye come out?"

"Hurry up and help the brat in. Don't recite scriptures all day long, and people don't know if they run out."

"It's all my fault!"

The old woman hurried forward to help the boy up and entered the house. The boy's irritability finally calmed down and he regained his rationality.

"Thank you aunt!"

He lay on his small bed, pillowed his hands under his head, and sighed deeply.

Li Ye still cannot face the reality. Because he failed the public examination, he went to Mount Li alone to relax. When he went down the mountain, he stepped on the air and fell into a pool. After waking up, he actually arrived in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Ye was at a loss for a moment.

"Aye, drink the medicine while it's hot."

Aunt Mu brought a bowl of hot soup and her smile was full of kindness, which reminded Li Ye of her long-dead grandmother. He often caught a cold when he was a child, and his grandmother would always bring a cup of medicine to coax him to drink it.

But this medicine was too bitter. He had never drunk such a bitter medicine. It was like a thick soup made of yellow lotus.

"Auntie, I really don't want to drink this medicine, it's too bitter!"

"The medicine is a little bit harder, but you have to understand your mother's hard work. She ran out of the city to collect herbs, and she didn't close her eyes for you for several days and nights. She finally pulled you back from the gate of hell. Without your mother, you would have died long ago."

"Mumi Mu, stop talking, this brat is not grateful!" Pei Sanniang said annoyed at the door.

"Drink it quickly! The bitter medicine is good for the disease. Only after drinking the medicine will your body slowly recover!" Aunt Mu patiently advised him.

Li Ye had to take the bowl and drank it in one sip. It was so bitter that his brows were twisted. He quickly took the water cup from the aunt's hand and took a few sips, alleviating the bitterness in his mouth, and then lay down heavily.

The old woman blinked secretly at Pei Sanniang, and a smile finally appeared on Pei Sanniang's tense face.

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Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and Li Ye had to accept the reality and it was impossible to go back.

He began to enter his role in the Tang Dynasty, just think it was acting! The play ended and everyone could go back, maybe he could go back.

Once he accepted the reality, all kinds of doubts came one after another.

When is the Tang Dynasty now? Which year?

Who is his father?

Aunt Mu said he was almost killed, so what happened?

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Early that morning, he was awakened by a loud noise in the yard.

"Wang Crook, leave the plaster money, get out of here!"

"Sanniang, give me a chance..."

"A bullshit opportunity, if you dare to touch your feet again, I will smash your head with a hammer!"

A man said angrily: "How much does it cost?"

"Twenty words!"

There was only a sound of copper coins, and the man refused to give up and said, "I'll see the doctor next time!"

"Get out!"

The yard gate creaked and closed, and Pei Sanniang said angrily: "If you want to take advantage of me, dream!"

Li Ye turned over and sat up, put on a piece of clothing, opened the door and walked into the yard.

It is early spring now, and it is late spring cold. The yard is covered with a thin layer of white frost. Pei Sanniang sat in the corner of the house and used a medicine hammer to pound the medicine carefully in the stone bowl.

"Mom!" The mom screamed very reluctantly. He asked for help and opened his mouth with difficulty, "I want to ask you something!"

Pei Sanniang didn't look up, "What do you want to ask?"

Li Ye was a little hesitant and asked rashly what year it was, which would scare people.

"I don't know what happened, I forgot a lot of things!"

"I know, your brain has been broken and you don't even recognize your own mother." Pei Sanniang said angrily.

"What year is this year?" Li Ye asked with courage.

"What did you say?" Pei Sanniang looked up at him in surprise.

Li Ye scratched his head, "I mean, what is the emperor's name and what is the year name?"

"What do you think of the emperor's name? He is not your father. This year is the eighth year of Tianbao."

"Ah! The eighth year of Tianbao."

This is the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, and he actually arrived in the middle Tang Dynasty. This is the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty! This seems to be the era in which Li Bai lived.

Li Ye's most admired poet in high school was Li Bai.

‘I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone!’

'Those who abandon me will not stay yesterday's day; those who disturb my heart will have more worries today'

He is so familiar with these eternal masterpieces. Now that he can actually see his idol with his own eyes, he can't help but feel a little excited.

Who else? Yang Guifei, Li Longji, An Lushan... Li Ye suddenly realized that in the eighth year of Tianbao, there were only six years left before the Anshi Rebellion, so wouldn't it be a chaotic world?

But...what does it have to do with him in troubled times? Li Ye looked at three dilapidated huts. Can troubled times make his situation worse?

Maybe, it’s your own chance in troubled times...

Various thoughts and emotions were rising one after another in Li Ye's heart, worried, restless, restless, and even a hint of expectation.

"Stop being idle, come here to make medicine for my mother. The plaster at home is almost broken, hurry up!"
To be continued...