Chapter 1 Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty

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March 2016, Night. Intensive Care Unit of the Municipal People's Hospital.

I lay quietly in my hospital bed, and the room was so quiet that I could hear the frustrating sound of ventilators and equipment. I opened my eyes slightly, and subconsciously shook my fingers, wanting to shout, but I didn't have the strength at all. Consciousness changed from weak to strong, and soon slowly weakened again. Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the hallway, from far to near, from slow to fast, and I could not do anything.

"Not good! The heartbeat is dropping! Blood pressure is dropping! A girl's hurried voice.

"Prepare for the electric shock! Notify the family! ”

One, two, three......

When I suddenly opened my eyes, I felt a splitting headache, and when I looked around, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. I think I'm going to die. I pinched myself hard, and I was secretly surprised: no, I was still conscious. I'm not dead! When I rejoiced, I wondered: Where is this? Without a glimmer of light, will you throw me into the morgue?

I got up and was about to go out, and I didn't dare to catch my breath. As soon as I got out of bed, I tripped over something and fell heavily on the ground. When I got up again, I saw a little light not far away against a pale face. I was really startled, and I froze there, not moving.

"The young master is awake! The young master is awake! The man shouted at the top of his voice.

I didn't dare to say anything. But I saw a few people running in the black pressure outside the house. The light of the day also illuminates the room. I didn't care about being afraid, so I ran out, and a group of people chased me out without waiting to speak. As soon as I ran out of this gloomy room, I didn't dare to move forward.

Through the light of a large lantern, I saw a wide bluestone staircase, flanked by a long corridor supported by large red pillars, and on the side of the promenade were rows of houses with ancient wooden doors, and the windows of the houses did not look like glass......

"Where is this?" I turned to ask the group of people I had just caught up, and I was desperate for answers.

Those few people were out of breath, and one of them said: "Young Master, this is your home, Uncle Guo's Mansion!" ”

Before I could ask again, a gorgeously dressed woman ordered: "Quickly help the young master back to the room, it's cold outside, the young master has just woken up, don't freeze!" ”

And just like that, a crowd of people gathered around me and returned to the gloomy house. As soon as I entered the house, I pretended to have a terrible headache. Then he pretended to be unconscious.

"Let's all go back! Let the young master have a good rest! The woman's voice was again.

When they were all gone, I struggled to think about the unthinkable. If I'm not mistaken, my name is Mei Xiaoyao, and I'm a sophomore. Because he was hit by a car on his way back to the dormitory after playing football, he should still be in the intensive care unit now. How did I end up here? Could it be that it has been crossed? Or is it a dream? Finally came to a conclusion: it was a dream! Is it really a dream? I kept asking myself. I started to get scared and buried my head in the covers.

I closed my eyes tightly, but I couldn't sleep. I counted silently in my heart: one sheep, two sheep, three sheep, beaming, gray wolf......

I don't know how long it took, but I was awakened by the sound of a door pushing. He sat up and rubbed his eyes vigorously, staring blankly at everything in front of him. No way! No! Be! Do! Dream!

The little brother from last night walked in with a basin of water and said with a smile: "Young master, you are awake!" Let's wash up first. "Young Master? I'm working in KTV again, although I'm a poor ** silk, but I won't be reduced to selling my body, can I not use this name? You called me last night, forget it, and still call it now! If you say another word, I'm going to blow your mouth out. Forget it, let's get down to business first.

I pulled him to the edge of the bed and startled him. Holding his hand tightly, he said, "Stop playing with me!" Tell me, who are you? Where is this? Who am I? "Through my eyes I told him that you better be honest with me, or don't blame me for being rude.

The man stammered and replied, "Young, young master! You, don't play me! The small one is Heshun! This is your home and uncle's house! You are the eldest grandson of Uncle Guo! "Again? Also the young master's call! I just wanted to raise my fist, but I seemed to think of something.

"Did I really cross over? Lao Tzu's name is Mei Xiaoyao, he just said that my name is Changsun Xiaoyao, and he called me young master vigorously. Really crossed? I finally crossed over and changed my surname. If my dad knew about this, wouldn't he beat me to death? I whispered to myself.

"Young Master, what did you say?" The man asked as he wiped my face. This kid shouldn't lie to me.

"Nothing!" I replied lightly. Actually, I was both nervous and excited! I thought I was dreaming! I watch time-traveling dramas every day, and today it's finally my turn. I used to be a poor ** silk, but this time I became rich and handsome in seconds. When I think about it, I can't stop laughing.

I seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly asked, "Heshun, which dynasty and which generation is it now?" Who is the Emperor? "Although I don't know anything about history, but now that the ox fork has crossed, I have to figure out the current situation, otherwise it will be in vain.

"Young Master, are you alright? Today is the eleventh year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, and the ninth five-year plan is Taizong Li Shiming. He was surprised. You're surprised! I want to know, I'm asking you what you're doing.

Tang dynasty? Li Shiming? I knew that there would be such a day, and I should really study the history of the Tang Dynasty before. Maybe it can come in handy now. Nowadays, it can only take one step at a time. At this moment, I am really grateful for the invention of television, the spread of TV dramas, but fortunately, I still watched a lot of TV about this dynasty. Do I have to rely on those TV series to mess around here?

He Shun told me that I was in a coma for several days because I was riding a horse outside the palace gate and was hit by the carriage of the crown prince Li Chengqian after a competition with the crown prince in the palace.

The history is strikingly similar. Unexpectedly, in the Tang Dynasty, I also love to play football so much! What I didn't expect was that the accidents were so similar. One was hit by a car and the other by a horse-drawn carriage. I was in a hurry to go out and didn't look at the yellow calendar. Maybe it was fate, or am I too weak?

Just as I was thinking about it, two people suddenly entered the door.

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