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Young Master Chen's Life in the Qing Dynasty 陈大少的清朝生活
Shocking! The officials of the southeast are all secretly on the rebels’ side! Chen Houlin transmigrates to the Qianlong era and gains a spirit-spring dimension. In public, he is a harmless gentry merchant, the Hangzhou General’s “moneybag,” and every official in the city’s “good brother.” In secret, he is Chen Jinnan, the mysterious helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Society; the “ghost quartermaster” behind Wang Lun’s uprising; and the “benefactor reborn” in Lei Zhentian’s eyes. With the sil
34Reads—Score—Shelves
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Reborn and Too Reckless, but Aunt Yun Can Set Things Right! 重生了太浪，但我有云姨定乾坤！
This story is entirely made up. In a parallel timeline on Blue Star, Chen Houlin was reborn. How could he not live it up? Otherwise, what was the point of being reborn? Chen Houlin found himself taking the path of a scumbag, both willingly and unwillingly. Fortunately, Aunt Yun was there to keep him in line. Chen Houlin opened his eyes and found himself back in 2012, at the age of 22. Inside his unusually strong, energetic body lay a golden finger capable of shaking the future: three daily predi
4Reads5.8Score—Shelves
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Who Could Stay Loyal After Transmigrating Into the Qing Dynasty? 清穿了谁能不反？
I transmigrated into a wanted fugitive during the Qianlong era, and from the start hid in Ghost’s Sorrow Gorge. Others transmigrate as princes and nobles. I became a fierce, shorthair bandit, chased across three provinces by the Green Standard Army. Luckily, I came with a spiritual spring space: it produces a thousand jin of grain a day, and its water can bring the dead back to life and heal even the most grievous wounds. I gather Ming Zheng loyalists, ambush Eight Banners officers, make flin
3Reads5.8Score—Shelves
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Only After I Died Did the Whole World Start Loving Me 我死后，全世界才开始爱我
Who Will Save Her After She Saves the World? #Author, Are You Asleep? I Can't Sleep I'm the last celestial beauty in the Chinese entertainment industry, and I have a secret I can't tell anyone: I can see the future, but I have to trade away my lifespan. Save my best friend: minus three days. Save my rival: minus four hours. Save a little girl about to jump off a building: minus three days. Then, on the eve of the pandemic, a crimson countdown appeared before my eyes: minus 78 years. Trade
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