Chapter 3: Rebirth ()

I don’t know how much time it took, but Tang Kexiao had a little consciousness. When he didn’t know whether he was awake or dreaming, a gentle voice came to his mind. The voice sounded very vague, but it seemed very clear. It was because Tang Kexiao couldn’t hear clearly what the voice was saying, while Qing was because he could know what the other party meant, but he could not believe what Tang Kexiao said.

What this voice told Tang Kexiao was that his identity was now a Jinshi in the 47th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty. His name was Tang Feng. Not long ago, he was appointed by the Ministry of Personnel to go to She County, Huizhou Prefecture, Nanzhili to serve as the county magistrate. Now he is on the way there. Listening to this inexplicable voice ringing in his ears, Tang Kexiao only found it funny. He took it for granted that he was dreaming again, maybe because he read too much information from the Ming Dynasty.

But then he remembered what happened with NiuTou and Horse Face. Was that also a dream? Thinking of NiuTou and Horse Face, thinking of their promise to let him become a new person, Tang Kexiao suddenly felt that everything was real, and then he heard a very real voice in his ear: "Young Master, I will definitely not let you have something to do!" The voice sounded very immature, but Tang Kexiao could hear the firm meaning in the words. Then Tang Kexiao felt his body began to warm up, and felt a warm current flowing around him, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

Just when Tang Kexiao felt very comfortable, a dry hand put on his own wheat door. After a while, an old voice heard: "This young master's pulse is getting flattering. It seems that your method of saving people is more skillful than me. When I use this silver array to pierce a few of his acupoints and help him remove the cold as soon as possible, the young master's life will be safe."

Before Tang Kexiao could figure out what they meant, she felt a pain in her body, as if a sharp needle had penetrated into her body, and then a second and third strokes... Tang Kexiao wanted to object loudly, but found that he did not even have the ability to speak. After enduring a few needles, he fell into a coma again.

When Tang Kexiao woke up again, he found that he could open his eyes. He only thought that everything that had happened before was just a nightmare, so he immediately opened his eyes, thinking that he could see the familiar rooms and furnishings. But everything that came into his eyes broke his hopes. He saw an empty room. Apart from the bed where he was, there was only a table not far away, a clothes hanger and a washbasin shelf next to the door.

Tang Kexiao, who was surprised, looked at his body again and found that he was wearing a white cloth dress, not his pajamas. This made him even more sure that the voice he had heard before was true. With the last hope in his heart, Tang Kexiao wanted to get up and go outside to take a look, but he found that his body was very weak and he didn't even have the strength to get up from the bed.

Just as Tang Kexiao was trying hard to get up, the door opened, and a 14 or 15-year-old boy came in, holding a thick porcelain bowl in his hand. When he saw Tang Kexiao awakening, the boy rushed up, put the bowl in his hand on the table first, and said in surprise: "Young Master, you have finally woken up!"

Looking at this young man dressed similar to those in costume dramas on TV, listening to his obvious names with the characteristics of the times, Tang Kexiao felt a buzzing sound in his head. If the young man hadn't held him quickly with his eyes and hands, he would have been afraid that Tang Kexiao would have smashed on the bed. The young man raised Tang Kexiao's body with one hand, quickly took the quilt on the other bed on the bed with the other hand, and then put it behind him. In this way, Tang Kexiao had half sat up.

Unexpectedly, he had no use to ask a young man to serve him, Tang Kexiao just wanted to laugh a few times. Now his clothes hanger was sure that he had been fooled by the cow head and horse face. Not only could he not go back and be filial to his parents, but he also had no chance to look at them again, because he already knew that he had traveled through time. Under the service of the young man, Tang Kexiao drank a bowl of bitter medicine soup. He was about to ask the young man a few words, but he felt that he was fainting again, and then fell asleep again.

In his sleep, Tang Kexiao heard the voice again. This time, perhaps because he had woken up, he could clearly hear what the voice said: "Actually, I am the you now, Tang Feng. As a native of Shanyin, Zhejiang, I studied poetry and books hard since I was a child, and I was thinking about Guangzong and glorious. I didn't expect that even though I passed the Jinshi, I was exhausted. In addition, after being ordered, I was on the road for several days and was hit by the rain for a while. Then I got cold and fell ill in this post station."

Although the voice did not say everything, Tang Kexiao knew what the meaning was. It was obvious that this man named Tang Feng was too weak and finally died of incurable death. He was caught by the NiuTao and Horse Face at the right time, thus living on his behalf. After understanding this, Tang Kexiao felt a little embarrassed.

The voice came to his mind again: "I have both parents died since I was young, and I can only achieve this through my uncle's upbringing, but he died of illness two years ago. Now I can only solve a problem with one relative. As long as you can treat him well in the future, even if I am scattered, I will have no complaints."

Tang Kexiao thought of the boy just now. From the look he looked at him, Tang Kexiao knew the deep feelings between the two masters and servants. But the voice did not stop, and told Tang Kexiao some of Tang Feng's experiences, and finally said: "Now I should leave. In addition to what I just said, there is another ambition to do things for the people. I hope you can help me achieve this so that the people under your rule can live and work in peace and contentment."

It seemed that the other party was also an ambitious person, so Tang Kexiao naturally agreed to what he said. Just as he was about to say something, Tang Kexiao woke up again. As soon as he found that he woke up again, Tang Kexiao knew that he had completely replaced the original owner of the body, and the scholar named Tang Feng had disappeared. With guilt in his heart for the person who had forcibly snatched his body, Tang Kexiao decided to call him Tang Feng from this time, in order to make the original owner of the body fulfill its wishes.

When he woke up this time, Tang Kexiao - no, he should call him Tang Feng now - felt that his health had improved a lot. It must be because of the bowl of medicine. He reluctantly sat up from the bed and looked at this simple guest room, and felt funny. He didn't expect that he would really come true. He told netizens that if he could go to the Ming Dynasty like the protagonist in a time travel novel, he would do his best for the Ming Dynasty, so that the tragedy of history would no longer happen, but now he really came to this era.

Tang Feng still had a lot of original memories in his mind. He soon knew that it was the third year of the Ming Dynasty. "Isn't Tianqi the penultimate emperor the Ming Dynasty?" Thinking of this, some records from historical books flashed through Tang Feng's mind. This was the most incompetent emperor, who only knew to hide in the palace to do his carpenter work, favoring Keshi and Wei Zhongxian made the world mess in the Ming Dynasty. In this era, the army of the Later Jin began to launch attacks on Liaodong again and again, and finally brought the Ming Dynasty to its last moment in a situation of internal and external troubles. Even though the successor Emperor Chongzhen tried so hard, he ended up with death and destruction of the country.

Thinking of everything that happened in history, Tang Feng felt that he had reached the worst and best era. The bad was because the reality was about to happen, and the good thing was that all this had not happened yet. Maybe he could still change it. After all, he was the only person who knew the direction of history in this era. But then he thought of another question, his current identity. He is neither an important official in the court nor a general holding military power. How can he change it? Moreover, from the historical records, there is no shortage of famous officials and generals in this era. Yang Lian, Sun Chengzong and others were pillars of the court in any era, but they were not as good as not to fight against Wei Zhongxian and his eunuchs? Unless he could possess Emperor Tianqi and replace him as the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he might be able to turn the world around. But now he is just a county magistrate in a small place, and a county magistrate on the road. How could he change history like this?

After smirking bitterly, Tang Feng threw his unrealistic ideas behind his mind. Now he just wanted to fulfill his original wish, manage this She County that he had never heard of before, so that the people there could have a good life. Tang Feng did not take it seriously at all about how to deal with government affairs. In his opinion, if he had the wisdom of modern people, he could not even manage an ancient county, then he would really be sorry for his true identity.

Just when Tang Feng was planning to seek benefits for the people in the county under his rule, the young man called solving the problem brought another bowl of medicine and walked in. Seeing that Tang Feng had sat up, he was startled, then smiled, and after putting a quilt on his face, he wanted to feed him medicine again. However, Tang Feng, who was already awake, refused to let a child who was more than ten years younger than him serve him, and said, "I can do it myself. Give me the medicine." As he said that, he reached out to pick up the medicine bowl.

After hesitating for a moment, he handed the bowl to Tang Feng. It was not until he saw him drink the medicine clean and answering the problem that he happily said: "Young Master has finally recovered a little bit of strength, so I feel at ease."

Tang Feng looked at his sincere smile and felt the deep feelings between him and himself. In this moment, he regarded him as his relative and said with a smile: "Yes, I woke up, you don't have to worry anymore. What day is it now?"

He answered the doubts and said, "Young Master has been sleeping for six days, and it is now the seventh day of the third lunar month."

Tang Feng immediately thought that the order he received was to take office on March 15th, and said, "It seems that we can't delay any more. Let's continue on the road when I'm going to raise it for another two days."

I just wanted to persuade him to rest for a few more days, but when I thought it was not good to delay the court, I could only say: "Then I have to wait until you have the strength to rush your way."
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