Tibet

Yonghefang is a famous slum in Chang'an City. The people living here are of various religions and are chaotic and have various disputes. However, generally speaking, the people do not complain and the officials do not investigate.

There is a dilapidated small courtyard in the middle of the square, with walls made of mud mixed with wheat straw. There are three rickety houses in the courtyard.

The courtyard door was riddled with holes and was worse than a beggar's clothes, but there was a very impressive sign hanging on it: One post is perfect. It turned out that this was a medical clinic.

That morning, a woman walked quickly with a bamboo basket on her arm and an iron hammer in her other hand. It was an iron hammer, weighing twenty kilograms. It was unknown which general had left a weapon on the battlefield.

The woman is about thirty years old, wearing a cloth skirt, her black hair is tied tightly, wrapped in cloth, and a copper hairpin is inserted at an angle. The years have not washed away the delicate and pretty appearance of her face, but there is a faint hidden between her eyebrows. A murderous aura.

Her appearance is absolutely heavenly in this slum. Although many rogues covet her beauty, they are afraid of the hammer in her hand.

The woman's name is Pei Sanniang, and she is the owner of the first-class medical clinic in front of her. She makes a living in this slum area by relying on her sometimes effective and sometimes unreliable medical skills.

When I 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, Mrs. Ge!

Pei Sanniang quickened her pace and tightened her grip on the hammer in her hand.

At this time, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old was sitting by the well in the yard. He was not very old but very tall, at least half a head taller than Pei Sanniang. He was sitting on the platform of the well with his feet dangling in the well. , but his eyes were fixed on the bottom of the well, as if there was a secret path to another world at the bottom of the well.

Ah Ye!

Pei Sanniang felt distressed and annoyed when she saw her son sitting by the well in thin clothes, Why did you come out here instead of lying on the bed?

She threw away the hammer, took three steps at a time, and quickly grabbed her son's arm. With great strength, she dragged him down from the well platform.

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

Who cares about you? If you can, jump down. I promise not to stop you!

Mu Niang! Mu Niang!

Pei Sanniang shouted twice more, and an old woman came out of the easternmost room, Hey! Why is Ah Ye coming out?

Hurry up and help the brat in. Stop chanting sutras all day long. You won't even know when someone comes out.

Blame me!

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

Thank you, ma'am!

He lay down on his little bed, put his hands under his head, and sighed deeply.

Li Ye still can't face the reality. Because he failed the public examination, he went to Lishan Mountain to relax alone. When he went down the mountain, he missed his step and fell into a pool. When he woke up, he was 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. Her smile was full of kindness, which reminded Li Ye of his long-dead grandmother. He often caught colds when he was a child, and her grandmother would always bring a cup of medicine to coax him to drink it.

But this medicine was too bitter. He had never tasted such a bitter medicine before. It was like a thick soup made from yellow lotus.

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

The medicine is a bit bitter, but you have to understand your mother's hard work. She went out of the city to collect medicine. She didn't sleep for days and nights to prepare medicine for you. It took a lot of effort to bring you back from hell. Without your mother, you would Long dead.

Mu Niang, stop talking, this brat doesn't appreciate it! Pei Sanniang said angrily at the door.

Drink it quickly! The good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. After drinking the medicine, your body will slowly get better! Aunt Mu patiently advised him.

Li Ye had no choice but to take the bowl and drink it in one gulp. He was still so bitter that he frowned. He quickly took the water glass from the aunt's hand and drank a few sips to relieve the bitterness in his mouth, and then he lay down again.

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

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

He started to get into his role as the Tang Dynasty, just think of it as acting! When the show is over and everyone disperses, maybe I can go back.

Once he accepted the reality, all kinds of doubts came to him.

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 noise in the yard.

Cripple Wang, keep the money for the plaster and get out of here!

Sanniang, give me a chance...

Bullshit chance, if you dare to do anything again, I'll smash your head in with a hammer!

A man asked angrily: How much does the medicine cost?

Twenty cents!

Hearing the sound of copper coins, the man refused to give up and said, I'll come to see a doctor next time!

Get out of here!

The courtyard door closed with a creak, and Pei Sanniang said bitterly: If you want to take advantage of me, just dream!

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

It's early spring, and it's late spring. The yard is covered with a thin layer of white frost. Pei Sanniang is sitting in the corner of the house, pounding medicine into a stone bowl with a medicine mallet.

Mother! The mother's voice was very forced, and he finally spoke with difficulty, I want to ask you something!

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

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

I don't know why, I've forgotten so many things!

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

What year is this? Li Ye asked bravely.

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 his reign?

What do you call the emperor? He is not your father. This year is Tianbao's eighth year.

Ah! Tianbao eight years.

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

The poet Li Ye admired most during his high school days was Li Bai.

‘I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent! ’

'Whoever abandons me will not be able to retain yesterday's day; whoever messes with my heart will have many worries today. ’

He was so familiar with these eternal songs, and now that he could actually see his idol in person, he couldn'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. Wouldn't it mean that troubled times were coming.

But... what does troubled times have to do with himself? Li Ye looked at the three dilapidated huts. Could troubled times make his situation worse?

Maybe, in troubled times, this is still my chance...

Various thoughts and emotions came and went in Li Ye's heart, including worry, uneasiness, restlessness, and even a faint expectation.

Don't be in a daze, come here and make some medicine for me. The plaster at home is about to run out, so hurry up!

Li Ye took the medicine mallet and sat on a small stool to pound the medicine. His mind was still thinking about this era and the coming troubled times.

Suddenly, he felt a heat in his arms and lowered his head. There was a hot egg in his arms.

Hurry up and eat it while it's hot! Pei Sanniang turned and walked away.

Looking at the thin back of this Tang Dynasty mother, Li Ye felt a sense of guilt in his heart. Although this was not his era, there were still people who loved and cared about him. Was his attitude towards her a bit too much?

Chi - chi - someone seemed to be sending a secret signal.

Li Ye looked around and saw a fat, round face appearing on the courtyard wall. He was also about thirteen or fourteen years old. He asked with concern: Old Li, are you feeling better?

Li Ye still had some memories of the Tang Dynasty in his mind, but they were very vague. He only thought that the fat man looked familiar, but he forgot who he was?

Li Ye nodded. At this time, Pei Sanniang strode out of the room, akimbo and angrily yelled: Damn fat man, A Ye was almost beaten to death, are you still finished?

Xiaopang stuck out his tongue, turned around and ran away.

Mom, who is he?

Pei Sanniang glared at her son, They are troublemakers just like you. It's best to forget them!

Pei Sanniang turned around and went into the house.

Li Ye walked quickly to the low wall and looked outside. He saw the fat man hiding behind an old locust tree. He had a big round face, small eyes and a small nose. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was almost one meter tall. He is eight years old, tall and fat.

See you at the same place, same time! The fat man turned around and ran away.

Li Ye smiled bitterly, when was the old time? Where is the old place again?

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Pei Sanniang was very busy. She packed up the plasters and went out to see a doctor again. As usual, she carried her basket and her hammer.

Looking for an opportunity, Li Ye asked Aunt Mu: Auntie, there is a fat man looking for me today. He is about the same age as me. Who is he?

Aunt Mu is Pei Sanniang's mother's dowry maid. She has been taking care of Pei Sanniang for more than thirty years. She is not a mother and daughter, but she loves her mother and daughter.

Li Ye was also brought up by her and treated him as her own grandson.

Aunt Mu smiled and said: It seems that you were really beaten. You don't even recognize Fatty Zhang, who you grew up with, and there are more than a dozen of them, all your little brothers.

What does little brother mean?

You are their big brother!

One word flashed in Li Ye's mind, 'Underworld boss! ’

Could it be that he still has a bunch of subordinates?

He became more curious and asked quickly: Auntie, who hurt me?

This...I can't say it, your mother won't let me say it!

Then he asked me to meet him at the same place at the same time. When and where?

Mrs. Mu shook her head like a rattle, Don't ask me, I don't know anything?

Who is my father? You should know, right?

Aunt Mu's eyes were filled with sadness, and she sighed, I'll make soup noodles for you!

She stood up and walked out. When she reached the door, she turned back and smiled mysteriously: You used to get up secretly at midnight and run to the temple. I don't know what you were doing?