More than Your Imagination Chapter 1

"Don't Want to Be a Dandy [Time Travel]" Author: Shi Ye [Completed]

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Once he traveled through time, Hudson Xiao became the youngest son of the Xiao family.

Although this person was famous and famous, he was arrogant, which led to the disaster of death.

The family was also regarded as a thorn in the side of the new emperor because of its powerful position, and was repeatedly suppressed during the Qing Dynasty.

Faced with this situation, the genius of the Xiao family could only "disappear from everyone" and quietly left Beijing for six years to temporarily avoid the spotlight.

After returning to Beijing, he became a minor official in Dali Temple. He originally wanted to be a dandy and a salted fish.

But Nolan Yan, the minister of Dali Temple, is a workaholic and drags him to handle cases every day.

So get up early and work hard at dusk.

Finally, Hudson Xiao couldn't stand it anymore.

He faced the bruises under his eyes and said helplessly: "Sir, I just want to be a dude."

The man raised his eyes and said in a nonchalant tone: "It's okay, I am dedicated to dealing with dandies."

Hudson Xiao: ...

Please, even the dogs can't stand it if you leave a nice fish untouched!

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Day after day, Hudson Xiao gradually reached the age of marriage.

The marriage partner has passed the threshold, and the work has piled up. Hudson Xiao has put down his burden---he quits!

He packed his bags and ran away overnight.

Staying in the temple at night, he sincerely knelt down and begged the Buddha for mercy.

The next moment, the door was pushed open.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and Mr. Yan, who specialized in treating him, stood there in an unrivaled manner, with clear eyes and graceful appearance in white clothes, as if he were an immortal descending from the earth.

At this moment, he was looking down at him.

Hudson Xiao:......

Hudson Xiao: "Why are you blocking my way?"

Nolan Yan knelt in front of the golden statue of Buddha and said leisurely: "Since Buddha can't ferry you, then I will ferry you."

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Nolan Yan came from a distinguished background and had been in the various forces for many years, and he had already developed a heart of stone.

Later, he met Hudson Xiao---

Only then did I realize that there is another way to live in life.

Dreaming about being a dandy, vs. specializing in dandy attack

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She has a tendency to be a bit of a heartthrob both offensively and defensively. She has a very perfect image and has a golden finger. If she doesn’t like it, she will point an ×.

It should be a [slightly] group portrait article

【Highlight】

Demining:

The early stage is more day-to-day, and the copywriting part will start in the mid-term because the front line is stretched.

Lei Meng learned from himself, if you don’t like it, please stop your losses in time.

The copy was changed on 2023/3/3

Content tags: Group portraits of the palace marquis, the favored son of heaven, traveling through time and space with ease

Search keywords: Protagonist: Hudson Xiao

One sentence introduction: I'm here to ferry you.

Mission: In court, justice will last forever.

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Longping twenty-one years, spring.

At night, the city of Kyoto is still bustling with activity.

From Dongzhimen to Zhongjie Street, and then extending from Zhongjie Street to the 24th Street of Shitiaofang City, houses are lined up in rows, brightly lit, accompanied by the shouts of vendors and the roar of gongs and drums on the stage.

The residential area outside Zhuque Street was unusually quiet.

At almost midnight, Wang Xiaoyu was wearing a thin jacket that had been mended many times. He put his hands to his mouth and let out a sigh, mentioning Diao Dou's fortune.

"Boom! ---Boom! Boom!"

It's midnight.

Deep in the alley, the cold wind blew from beginning to end, the lanterns hanging on the door were extinguishing and the darkness was swallowing up the last light bit by bit.

Wang Xiaoyu was a little sleepy. He worked all night last night and gambled with people all afternoon today, so he didn't get much rest at all.

He pinched his thigh and braced himself.

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire and candles. The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful..."

The rest of the words were swallowed into his stomach, and he saw the bright light at the end of the deep alley, screaming like a big monster in the dark night. The light and heat of the fire hit his face, and he suddenly woke up from his drowsiness.

"---The flood has broken out! Someone, come and put out the fire!"

"It's gone!"

"Someone is coming soon!"

The long night was awakened, and every house lit up lights. A big man who looked like a servant jumped out of the house carrying a large bucket of water: "Quickly put out the fire---"

The quiet alley suddenly became chaotic, with people running from every house carrying buckets of water towards the fire.

The wind picked up, and the fire immediately intensified, as if oil had been poured on it. The flames swept through the entire house, rising straight up with the force of burning the sky.

Standing on the city wall was a man wearing a curtain hat, his whole body blending into the darkness, standing quietly, facing the direction of Suzaku Street. Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, he curled his lips silently, lowered the brim of his hat, and retreated before the guards arrived.

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The next day.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going on the road outside Kyoto City. At midnight, a carriage about one foot long and pulled by six white horses drove into the official road.

The whole carriage is exquisite, the exterior is decorated with colored glaze, and the wind chimes under the eaves slowly hang down and make a crisp sound as the horses gallop. The six white horses in front of the horizontal bar have smooth white hair all over their bodies. They are undoubtedly six good horses.

Kyoto people have always been extravagant, but this was the first time for everyone to see such a luxurious carriage.

The carriage quickly drove down the official road, and everyone looked sideways, and the fragrance lingered everywhere it passed. If you have a sharp eye, you will definitely notice the shining golden word "Xiao" engraved under the rear window edge.

"The wildfire will never burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again." In the car, Hudson Xiao was half-lying on the collapse, and suddenly said this for no reason.

He was lying in a very casual posture, and his dark hair slid down the arms he was supporting without caring, letting them fall loose.

Landon held up the car window and lay on the window sill, looking excited: "Sir, we are going to Kyoto soon!"

Without raising his eyelashes, the young man replied lazily: "Well... not bad."

"Sir, why did you say that just now?"

The young master asked: "Which sentence?"