Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 142 Yu Zhanmo, the young master, retreats to Lushui Pass

"Little Si asked, 'Are you Xu Shiji?'"

“No, Little Si, my name is Yu Zhanmo.” The man shook his head slightly. “I’ll explain to you slowly later. Right now, the approaching army is quite troublesome.”

His white beard fluttered in the wind as he gazed at the vast, dark army in the distance. He closed his eyes, wrinkles appearing on his face. After a deep sigh, he gritted his teeth and uttered two words: "Retreat!"

When the words "Lushui Pass" came out of the mouth of this general who looked just like the young pork tenderloin brother, Xiao Si realized that he seemed to have traveled back to the Tang Dynasty, and time had flown by!

It also seems that some people and events have been overlooked.

So, it's the Kaiyuan era of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. Could it be that my father has become Li Longji?

Xiao Si roughly determined that his current year was between 713 and 741 AD, during the golden age of the Tang Dynasty.

In that era, the Tang Dynasty was incredibly powerful, with an exceptionally prosperous economy and a vibrant and diverse culture.

Emperor Xuanzong of Tang was one of the most famous emperors of the Tang Dynasty. During his reign, he implemented a series of major political, economic, and cultural reforms, bringing the Tang Dynasty to its zenith.

However, during this glorious period, relations between the Tang Dynasty and the northern ethnic minorities became increasingly tense.

In the tenth year of the Kaiyuan era (722 AD), Emperor Xuanzong of Tang dispatched the fierce general Zhang Shougong and his men to the north to fight a protracted war against the Turks for eight years. In the end, they defeated the Turks and ensured the territorial integrity and dignity of the Tang Dynasty.

Thinking about this, Xiao Si began to doubt whether the general before him could actually be Zhang Shougong.

Xiao Si leaned closer to the general's deputy and asked somewhat uncertainly, "Um, may I ask, do you know? Has the Emperor... performed the Fengshan ceremony?"

Upon hearing this, the lieutenant frowned, clearly somewhat stunned.

He composed himself and subconsciously shook his head.

"No, I don't know."

But in his heart he silently grumbled:

The enemy is pressing in, and we're surrounded by a mountain of soldiers! And yet, someone's concerned about when the Emperor will hold his "Fengshan" ceremony... How did this general even find this girl? The person is so abrupt, the question is so abrupt!!

Xiao Si didn't feel embarrassed at all; on the contrary, she felt that this question was very important.

She knew in her heart that since Emperor Xuanzong of Tang held the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai in the thirteenth year of the Kaiyuan era (725 AD), it meant that she was born sometime before that year.

Seeing Xiao Si's thoughtful expression, Yu Zhanmo gently reminded her:

"Little Si, don't overthink it, stop worrying. Focus on recovering your time-traveling energy first. We're already in the aftermath of the An Lushan Rebellion, so it's best not to ask too many questions."

Xiao Si nodded. Although she still had many questions in her mind, she knew that given her current identity and situation, she couldn't easily show too much curiosity.

She silently lowered her head, gazing at the winding mountain road through the car window, and sighed inwardly:

These ancient soldiers really had a tough life.

She saw the groups walking in the snow and ice, some wounded, some sick, and some even leading prisoners, bearing heavy fates.

She sat in the warm carriage, feeling incredibly lucky, yet also filled with an indescribable sense of guilt.

"What have I done to deserve sitting in this carriage, safely sheltered from this wind and snow?" she sighed silently to herself.

Just then, the carriage swayed slightly, and Yu Zhanmo stepped forward, his aura carrying a hint of coldness.

His tone carried a hint of concern: "Xiao Si, I'm feeling a bit chilly, don't mind it."

Then, he took a cloak from his bosom and gently draped it over Xiao Si's shoulders.

Xiao Si paused for a moment, looked up at him, and shook her head: "It's okay, no need."

However, faced with that warm cloak, she couldn't help but put it on.

She suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Where is Pudding Yu, the strange snowman who brought me here earlier?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhanmo smiled slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes: "Haha, you mistook me for the Black and White Impermanence?"

"Huh?" Xiao Si was taken aback, then found it somewhat amusing. "You mean, I woke up in your military camp? No wonder his name has the character 'Yu' in it. Did I crave pudding so much that even the guide in my dream turned into Pudding Yu?"

Yu Zhanmo couldn't help but laugh: "It seems you really like pudding, Xiao Si."

Xiao Si looked at Yu Zhanmo in front of her and suddenly said with a surprised expression:

"Aren't you Brother Pork Tenderloin? You look so much like young Xu Shiji! I remember when I was Li Mingda, Uncle Pork Tenderloin was incredibly ugly. I even doubted whether he was the same person as the young Xu Shiji I met back then!!"

But you know what? Despite my subtle hints, Uncle Li Ji still lived a peaceful life—of course, many people say he's a cunning character, uninterested in conflict, always hiding from trouble. So even though Brother Zhi Nu's own uncle got into trouble, this distant uncle of his remained unscathed—a model of self-preservation!

Upon hearing her words, Yu Zhanmo smiled and then removed his white beard from his face.

It turns out that the beard was a fake!

He played with his beard while looking at the little ox, a smug smile on his face.

Upon seeing this, the little rhinoceros was utterly dumbfounded and exclaimed in surprise:

"So handsome! You're even more handsome than the young Xu Shiji I met! Who are you?!" Her eyes were filled with shock and curiosity, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Yu Zhanmo straightened his beard, a strange light flickering in his eyes:

"I'm someone you can't guess," he said casually, but the unfathomable mystery in his eyes only made Xiao Si more confused, yet also inexplicably excited.

"Someone I can't guess?" Xiao Si's eyes widened with excitement, but she didn't fall into deeper confusion.

Yu Zhanmo smiled slightly and winked playfully, "Actually, I'm a transmigrator just like you. As for my identity... it's much more complicated than your Uncle Pork Tenderloin's."

Yu Zhanmo continued, "Indeed, I once experienced a part of Xu Shiji's life. Like you, I am also a time traveler."

The little ox was stunned, seemingly at a loss for what to do.

Her eyes widened, as if she had suddenly realized that she was not alone.

She stared at the young man who seemed to have nothing to do with historical figures, yet felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"So where are we now?" she asked in a low voice, her doubts growing stronger.

The man smiled slightly, his eyes seemingly gleaming with some elusive light.

"Now? I was born on February 12, 712, an Aquarius, with the courtesy name Zimei and the self-styled Shaoling Yela. My ancestral home is Xiangyang, but I was born in Gongxian."

Xiao Si almost coughed up a breath, covered her mouth with both hands, and asked in surprise, "My God, could you be that master of Tang Dynasty realist literature?"

The man gently raised his hand, signaling her to be quiet. "Shh, don't make a sound." His voice was deep and mysterious, as if he were telling some unknown secret.

Xiao Si paused for a moment, then a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. "You, Li Bai? No, no, another incarnation of Li Bai?" she asked in a playful tone, her eyes full of curiosity and amazement.

Yu Zhanmo smiled slightly, but did not reply.