Section 001: Amidst Thunder and Lightning, a Hundred Flowers Bloom Together

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  Ten thousand miles without clouds, only Xiaquan Village has thunder and lightning!

  A thousand miles of ice and snow, but in Xiaquan Village, a hundred flowers bloom together!

  Several elderly villagers stood anxiously in the courtyard, waiting until an old man with a white beard and a medical box on his back came out. "How is it?" they immediately surrounded him and asked.

  The old man did not answer immediately, but instead looked up at the sky and then around the courtyard, clasped his hands together: "Congratulations to Shangquan Village, this is probably a celestial music star descending into the mortal world, Shangquan Village will surely produce a zhuangyuan."

  The old men in several villages were all stunned, and when they came back to their senses, the old man had already floated away.

  Then a young woman wearing a veil came out, bowed and said: "Thanks to the concern of several uncles, it seems that the master is not seriously injured. Just now, he recited many wonderful articles in his dream, I'm afraid he won't be able to attend the spring examination in the capital! Brother Hu is also unintentional, and cannot be blamed."

  "Go back and deal with that idiot!" The old man turned around and left.

  The others looked at each other, and it seemed that nothing was wrong here. Looking up again, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the flowers and grasses that were originally in full bloom in winter also slowly withered away, leaving nothing behind. They only said that if something happened, they would come to the clan to ask for help, and several old men turned around and left.

  In fact, someone was hit. A stone was smashed on the back of his head, and he fainted immediately. Originally thought it was a bold thief who dared to steal from the lady, but after hitting him, they found out that this person not only wasn't a thief, but also happened to be the lady's fiancé, and even more surprisingly, a scholar who had come to Beijing for the imperial examination and had taken a detour through Xiaquan Village.

  Next, Lang Zhong came, and heaven showed strange signs.

  The village within a hundred miles is already well-known to everyone, and within ten miles, no one does not know its details.

  The master, the stunned gentleman, also woke up at this time!

  With eyes open, lying in bed, what he saw was not the ceiling but a beam with many cobwebs. The noble scholar Bai Minghe stretched out his hand to gently press his temples, but what he touched was not skin, but hair.

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

  "You're awake!" A young woman's voice came. Bai Minghe turned his head to take a look and was so frightened that he almost fainted, the black birthmark on her face, which occupied half of her face, made her originally delicate face look ferocious and terrifying. But the voice was still very pleasant: "You've slept for a day and night, the doctor said you're lucky, your injuries aren't serious."

  Suddenly, Bai Minghe jumped up and rushed out quickly. After running around in the snowy weather, he looked up at the sky, dug a hole in the ground, and even ran into the neighbor's chicken coop, causing the chickens to fly and the dogs to jump. After that, he rushed back into the house and stared at the young girl who was still holding her bowl motionless.

  Bai Minghe was a bit dazed, suddenly took a few quick steps, took the bowl of water and drank it down, then sat down on the edge of the kang with a thud!

  God is above, science is just nonsense!

  The truth is right in front of him, but Bai Minghe's mind is still thinking about his last memory. A little boy in a fast food restaurant said he wanted to find his mother, but had no money on him, asked himself for money, and then said he could help himself cross over to any point in time. At the time, he just made a joke, saying he wanted to go back to the Ming Dynasty.

  Then the little boy surprisingly pulled out a list.

  I still vaguely remember, it was written in great detail, how many royal families to cross, how much money for a beautiful wife, and if there were any special skills, it would be charged extra. I just thought it was fun, so I clicked on the Great Ming, saying that being a holder of a government office would be enough, then the little boy said it would cost 500, but then he said no need to pay, as long as you agree, the contract is formed, and he will take care of the money himself.

  That's it, the last memory is that little guy said his name was Li An.

  "Is this the Great Ming? Am I a Juren?" Bai Minghe suddenly asked.

  That young woman glanced at Bai Menghe and let out a soft sigh: "Looks like you're not lightly injured." Only then did she answer Bai Menghe: "This is the Great Ming, you are a juren. But your ranking isn't high, second to last. You came from Xi'an Prefecture, don't know if you were delayed on the road, today is already the 17th of the twelfth month."

  "Ah, December 17th." Bai Minghe stood up and stretched his neck, the back of his head still aching slightly, probably from being hit.

  At this moment, time is of no importance, what I most want to see is that little boy named Li An.

  In short, I just want to return to modern times.

  Think of myself, from an orphanage, relying on my own abilities to get into a top university, starting from scratch, and achieving some success in my career at the age of 30. I bought a Mercedes-Benz and was waiting for the license plate to be issued, showing off that I have a car and a house, and seeing if I could find a rich and beautiful girlfriend through matchmaking. How can this life just end like this?

  Even if I were to travel through time, you would still make me choose again. All the family property in modern times, at least exchange it for a carefree king, and have at least one beautiful wife, concubine, and maid. Gold, silver, and treasures, at the very least, there are tens of tons, pointing to the world, proudly standing among all living things.

  Five hundred bucks, bought a Da Ming scholar...

  Bai Menghua really wanted to have a cigarette to relieve the intense pain in his heart, or a bottle of Xifeng wine to intoxicating himself. Maybe he could even meet that little boy named Li An in his dreams.

  "Are you okay?!" The woman asked with concern.

  "It's not good, my heart hurts!" Bai Minghe had suffered all sorts of hardships, but even with a strong heart, he couldn't withstand something like this. The woman, however, looked puzzled: "You were hit on the head, why does your heart hurt?"

  Bai Minghe raised his head, forcing himself to endure the visual shock brought by that ferocious face. He asked very calmly and seriously: "Who am I? Who are you? What is our relationship?"

  Before the woman could answer, someone outside shouted: "The Lu family has come again, they've come again."

  "Miss Bai Sun, wife of the late Mr. Bai Minghe from Guanzhong, is here to pay her respects!" After saying this, she bowed and put on a veil before walking out the door. The sound of hundreds of people chattering could be heard outside.

  Bai! Sun! Shi!

  A thunderclap, directly blasting into Bai Minghe's already somewhat dizzy brain. This is a classic case of not giving the little ghost red envelopes when reincarnating. At this moment, Bai Minghe once again deeply felt regret, thinking that he shouldn't have just thought that little boy was joking, telling him, "My entire estate belongs to you, give me a good identity for crossing over."

  No, it seems she said she didn't cross the threshold? Bai Minghe saw a glimmer of hope in despair, only to find that face too terrifying.

  After a while, Baiyuan Jun turned back and placed several brocade boxes on the table. He said: "It's not to ask for debt repayment, but the head of the Lu family from the neighboring village came in person. I told him you were unwell. Uncle Gong was asked to serve tea to entertain him, these are gifts from the Lu family to you, sir."

  "Why are you giving me gifts?" After asking, Bai Minghe lightly patted his head: "I am a scholar!"

  "Do you want to cancel the engagement?" Sun Yuanjun stood in front of Bai Minghe, asking word by word, and then tightly bit her lip.

  Bai Minghe didn't respond immediately, still sorting out his own mind. There were no memories from before, but vaguely some knowledge from before, though it wasn't very clear. The biggest problem now was whether all of this was a dream or reality, and whether he could return.

  As I was thinking about this issue, Sun Yuanjun's voice suddenly became very gentle and slow.

  "Thirty-seven years ago, my grandfather and your grandfather made an agreement. If sons were born, they would be brothers; if daughters were born, they would be sisters; otherwise, they would become husband and wife. Since we are of the same sex, our generation will continue this relationship, so in the third year after you and I were born, our families exchanged betrothal gifts. You are the eldest grandson of the fourth house of the Guanzhong White family, and I am the eldest daughter of the third house of the Zhuozhou Sun family, also the only person left in the third house."

  Bai Minghe still didn't react, he heard it but his heart didn't have much of a sense of recognition.

  "This year you're eighteen, I'm sixteen. You were born in the first month, I was born in September. In your bundle there are letters from Grandfather and Father to me, as well as one from Mother..." This time, Sun Yuanjun didn't speak, but instead raised her hand, letting Bai Minghe see the bangle on her wrist.

  "What a perfect match!" Bai Minghe said subconsciously.

  What is a perfect match? Sun Yuanjun didn't understand, but Bai Minghe was muttering to himself: Pisces paired with Scorpio, it's really perfect.

  The topic ended there, and for the whole day, neither of them spoke again. In the evening, Bai Minghe did not stay in this courtyard. According to the meaning of Sun's clan leader, he and Sun Yuanchun had already completed five of the six rituals, so living together was nothing, but the last ritual must be held at the White Clan Ancestral Hall. After worshiping their ancestors at the Sun Clan Ancestral Hall tomorrow, they would move to Sun Yuanchun's place.

  What is Liuli?

  Bai Menghua is not a historian after all, and such complex and high-end things are really beyond his comprehension.

  After listening to Old Uncle's nagging for a long time, Bai Minghe finally understood that according to the Great Ming Law, this woman was his legitimate wife. If he wanted to divorce her, he would have to follow the Seven Outs regulations, and as a holder of the Imperial Examination degree, his reputation was at stake.

  This night, I didn't sleep well, not because of worries. But this bed is too bad, cold, hard and dry.

  As for the matter of crossing over, Bai Minghe had already resigned himself to it. This world didn't have any regret medicine. At present, he just felt very strange that a little boy could actually help people cross over and even control all sorts of details about the crossing.

  Insomnia always has a limit, and when one is extremely tired, they will fall asleep.

  The next day, Lao Shu Gong didn't even keep himself for dinner, but was anxious to send himself back to Sun Yuanjun's place.

  On the table was a small bowl of porridge, still emitting some heat. It was thin enough to see a person's shadow, and there wasn't even any pickled vegetables. Sun Yuanjun sat under the window reading a book, knowing it was Bai Minghe who had come in, but she didn't even turn her head to look at him.

  According to the etiquette at that time, this was already an insult.

  Bai Minghe didn't understand, thinking that this girl was either angry or somewhat sad, after all, there was a birthmark on her face, losing her beauty and being disliked by her husband's family, it wasn't something that would make someone happy.

  He finished the porridge in one gulp and, to break the awkward silence, Bai Minghe asked, "What book are you reading?"

  "As for what Mr. Hui said, I am reading the Records of the Grand Historian and currently on the Disciples of Zhongni chapter. At this moment, I read a sentence: 'I took people in with words, but lost Zai Yu; I took people in with appearance, but lost Zi Yu.' After saying that, Sun Yuanjun kept staring into Bai Minghe's eyes."

  It's really a Scorpio woman. Bai Minghe smiled awkwardly, although he was proud of his unparalleled eloquence, but this time he was also speechless.

  PS: Who is Li An? He's a big shot. For his identity and abilities, see "The Number One Zhuang of the Great Tang"