Time Travel — Episode 1

Please like, subscribe, share, and support Mingjing & Diandian! Been three days since I crossed over. This body's owner is also called Lin Hao. A soldier's son in remote northwest Guangning.

Dad died in Fushun, Mom ran off too. This Ming dynasty's about done for. Hey,

still breathing, huh? Three years ago, your dad borrowed money for uniforms and horse feed. Principal: three taels.

Now with interest, it's twelve taels total. Today, it's due.

Can't pay up? Then those five acres your dad left, they'll belong to the Wangs. As for you,

Liaodong's a place, where everything's scarce, but never short of selling people to the Tatars as slaves.

Too damn much! I'll just kill these four and become an outlaw. The Tatars are here!

You unlucky bastard, run into Tatars the moment you step out. What's become of this border army? Two Tatars scare

a dozen soldiers into panic. Go find some fun, mess with those folks. Not afraid of their firearms?

Firearms? The Ming troops' aim, even if I stand right in front, they can't hit me.

Let alone these little things. They probably traded the guns for booze. Hey, Ming soldiers, listen up! Any women in that fort?

Send 'em out, we two need some exercise, warm ourselves up. I'll blow your heads off! No way,

still a bit far. Don't have that much ammo. Got to aim true. So it's all women in there.

If the women's fort stays shut, we're leaving. Keep your heads down. Wait, I'll come out now

to play with you. So you're not afraid to die. Come on, get down here. Penniless.

Two bits of silver and you act rich. This blade is a fine one. Good. Little Li,

you've won me a mighty merit. Killing two of their garrison. I'll report to the command, under Ming law,

the reward scale. One head: a rank up and fifty taels. Two heads: double that, a hundred taels.

Know that? This win is my overseeing merit. Adjusted slightly. But fine,

I'll keep eighty taels as army funds, and split the other twenty. We're settled then. Big brother eats well, little brother drinks broth.

From now on, you're the little boss of this fort. He's planned my feat already. Wolves eat meat afar,

we'll deal again. And earn merit later, but offend him and it's exile. You speak rightly, sir.

Then I'll report back now. If big brother needs me, just say. From now on,

I'm your little boss. I'm Lin Hao. Double wood Lin, day sky Hao.