The Tang Dynasty! The Empire's Richest Man Turns the Tide of Its Decline with One Hand

"You lost the bet! Your punishment is a thousand years of exile. Tell me, where do you want to go?"

"The Zhenguan era of the Tang dynasty! No, the Kaiyuan era! No, Zhenguan after all! No, wait, Kaiyuan!"

"Since you're so torn, I'll combine the two!"

"You're so kind. I'll bring you back a chubby girl!"

Fate is merciless. After his business venture failed, his ex-wife Da X and her bald lover were flirting on the luxurious mattress he had bought, while Li Qi was exiled to the Tang dynasty, squeezed onto a pile of firewood in a ruined temple with a bunch of beggars.

A terrible start was bad enough. The real despair was transmigrating into an era where he knew nothing about history.

"What the hell is the Zhenyuan era? I don't want this kind of mash-up!" Li Qi shouted in despair.

Forget it. I'll just give up!

"No, young master! The old master's great revenge remains unavenged. His head is still hanging in the Eastern Market, exposed to wind and sun!"

"There are thirty-six heads hanging on the platform in the Eastern Market. Which one is my dad?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.