In the fifth year of Wude, at the dawn of the Tang Dynasty, George Washington was busy enjoying the hard-won fruits of victory in his harem filled with beauties, John Thompson was busy consolidating his position as crown prince, Abraham Lincoln was busy coveting his elder brother’s seat, the military generals were busy fighting wars, the civil officials were busy governing the country, merchants were busy trading with Hu merchants, and farmers were busy reclaiming wasteland...

Amidst all this bustle, Henry Thompson woke up outside Chang’an, hugging a tombstone. Looking at the early Tang scene before him, he sighed. Since everyone else was so busy, he decided not to disturb them and would just live his own little life in peace—eating when he wanted, sleeping when he wished, living lazily and leisurely.