Li Lang in the Tang Dynasty

Riding my motorcycle and singing, I was having a lovely trip. Who could’ve guessed I’d run into a sandstorm? When the dust blotting out the sky finally settled, Li Lang had transmigrated to the Tang dynasty. Newly arrived, Li Lang had no money, no golden finger, and no rich daddy. In an age when commoners were no better than ants, survival depended on having friends everywhere. I have a friend who’s the Northwest Spear King, the hero Ye Qiu. If you need someone to guard your home and keep you safe, you can look him up. I have a friend who’s a big shot in the Left Martial Guard, Cheng Yaojin. If you want to make money reselling military supplies, you can look him up. I have a friend who’s the second princess, Li Minzhu. If you want to open mines, build a mansion, and raise slaves, you can look her up. I have a friend who’s the national preceptor from Mount Tiantai, Li Chunfeng. If you want a fortune, a destiny reading, or a face reading, you can look him up. I have a friend who’s the great marshal and God of War, Li Yuanba. If you want to unite the realm and wipe out the Turks, you can look him up. I have a friend who’s His Majesty, Emperor Li Er. If you want a promotion, a title, or a fortune, you can look him up. Friend, is something troubling you? Why not tell me about it? I have friends everywhere. Whatever you need, just say the word.