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2 权 The Elegant Prime Minister 权臣风流 Liang Kefan梁可凡Historical1.9M WordsCompleted Cheng Mo, a business tycoon, dies from overwork and transmigrates to the Wu Dynasty as a down-and-out Imperial Guard. All he wants is to get by without lifting a finger. But with an empty house and powerful nobles all around him, how can he protect himself without showing what he's capable of? Caught in a vortex of power, how can he enjoy life without planning several moves ahead? With foreign enemies stirring up trouble, how can he uphold the nation's prestige without conquering the Qilian Moun 0Votes17.1kRecs9.7kFans

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Cheng Mo, a business tycoon, died from overwork and transmigrated to the Wu Dynasty, becoming a down-on-his-luck Imperial Guard who only wanted to coast through life. But, with nothing but bare walls and surrounded by powerful figures, how can one protect oneself without demonstrating real skills? Caught in the vortex of power, how can one enjoy life without strategizing? Faced with provocations from foreign enemies, how can one uphold national prestige without conquering the Qilian Mountains? Cheng Mo, who has been given a second chance at life, continues to live an exciting life! My new book, "Summoning Gourmet Food in the Great Song Dynasty," author ID: Liang Kefan1, is available for your support. Group number: 363089483. Welcome friends to join and chat about life and plot.

3 江 War Map of the Realm 江山战图 Gao Yue高月Historical3.6M WordsCompleted War fires rise at the end of the Sui, and heroes emerge from the borderlands. Dou Jiande, the Heavenly King of Hebei, battles the Vajra on a snowy night; The secretive hero of Wagang turns on his own and kills Zhai Rang. The treacherous hero Yuwen conspires with Lady Xiao to assassinate the sovereign; Li Erlang of Chang'an fights the King of Luoyang twice. The Xiao Liang Emperor of Baling crosses the river to seize Jing and Xiang; Du Fuwei of the southeast calls himself the Wolf of Jianghuai. Gr 0Votes391.5kRecs157.3kFans

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As war raged at the end of the Sui Dynasty, heroes emerged from the remote borderlands. Dou Tianwang of Hebei battles Vajra on a snowy night; The powerful warlords of Wagang plotted a bloody battle and killed Zhai Rang. The treacherous Yuwen clan murdered the mastermind, Xiao Niang; Li Erlang of Chang'an fought the King of Luoyang twice. Emperor Xiao Liang of Baling crossed the river and conquered Jingzhou and Xiangyang. Du Fuwei of Southeast China called himself the Wolf of Jianghuai. The great waves swept across the sky, and the fierce general hunted down Sui Yang. The Sui Dynasty's territory was transformed into a battlefield; the loser became a bandit, and the victor became king.

4 择 Choosing the Heavens 择天记 Mao Ni猫腻Eastern Fantasy3.1M WordsCompleted What is destined to be yours will eventually be yours; what is not destined to be yours must be pursued by force. This is the story of a longevity fruit. 14Votes2.7MRecs1.8MFans

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What is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force. This is the story of the immortal fruit.

5 巫 The Era of the Witch God 巫神纪 Blood Red血红Eastern Fantasy4.1M WordsCompleted When history becomes legend, when legend becomes myth, when even myth fades and crumbles, when the sands of time bury everything, our names and our stories will still be passed down through the river of time, like the sun hanging high in the sky, shining eternally upon the earth, never to go out. Remember: once there was a people who stood tall between heaven and earth, like pillars holding up the sky. They never bowed or bent the knee to anyone. They commanded wind and thunder, strode over drag 3Votes3.6MRecs1.1MFans

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When history becomes legend When legends become myths When myths have already faded and become fragmented When the sands of time obliterate everything Our names, our stories, continue to resonate through the long river of time. Like the sun high in the sky, eternally shining on the earth, never to be extinguished. Remember, there once was a group of people who stood tall between heaven and earth, like pillars supporting the sky, never bowing or kneeling before anyone. They wield wind and thunder, they tread on dragons and snakes, they crack the earth with their fists, they shatter stars with their palms; they are our ancestors, they share the same bloodline as us, they called themselves shamans when they walked on the earth, and they became shaman gods after they shattered the void!

6 烽 The Beacon Fire Emperor 烽皇 Rui Gen瑞根Eastern Fantasy2.4M WordsCompleted History in flux, a continent in turmoil. Countless heroes rise, but who will shape the age? Rising from humble beginnings, making his name on the battlefield, and wielding power in the halls of government, witness a lowly man's path to becoming an emperor! 0Votes1.4MRecs199kFans

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A history of change, a continent in turmoil, a multitude of influential figures, who will rise and who will fall? Rising from humble beginnings, establishing himself on the battlefield, and dominating the imperial court—behold the path to becoming an emperor from humble origins!

7 长 Song of Everlasting Joy 长乐歌 Master Three Precepts三戒大师Historical1.6M WordsCompleted A century of history, yet sorrow still abounds; I remember the Marquis of Changle from long ago. His hall was fragrant with flowers and thronged by three thousand guests; one sword’s frost chilled fifty provinces! Does Heaven know the ills of this mortal world? The green hills laugh at me, while the clouds beckon. I breathe in a beauty’s fragrance among the flowers, and beneath the moon I lightly sever my enemies’ heads! Victory, defeat, gratitude, and vengeance, all poured into a heart-rending 0Votes520.2kRecs169.5kFans

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A century of history is filled with sorrow, but the memory of the Marquis of Chang Le is still vivid. A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests; a single sword, frosty and cold, traverses fifty provinces! Does Heaven know of human suffering? The green mountains laugh at me as the clouds beckon. Incense wafts from the flowers, savoring the beauty's fragrance; under the moon, swiftly behead the enemy! Success and failure, gratitude and resentment, all turned into a heartbreaking wine, transformed into a song of eternal joy. Please lend me your ear, and let us revel together for a thousand autumns to come!