Honglou: Don't Call Me a Traitor, Daiyu Is Protecting Me

The nine-year-old boy Zhang Jing opened his eyes and became the "great-great-grandson of the Han thief and the queen of the two ministers" in the world of Red Mansions. The court officials regarded him as a thorn in their side, and the noble family regarded him as a joke. He wanted to go up, but there were walls everywhere - but he happened to bring a panel that could accumulate "fate" points. When I entered Beijing for the first time, I only passed by Sister Lin at the pier, and my ten-thousand-year relationship fell into my pocket. Zhang Jing suddenly understood something: the women in the house were all red and colorful, and every one of them was his weapon to break the situation. Jia's Mansion, which others avoid, is precisely his best place to practice. But this world is far more than just a house fight. The remnants of the Tatar Qing Dynasty outside the pass in the north were not destroyed, and the huge Yangyang barbarian ships on the sea in the south were pressing down on the border. The Opium War started early, Wu Sangui's descendants sat firmly on the throne, and the dynasty that should have declined was ushering in the last glimmer of hope. Xun Gui's old dream collides with the setting sun of the apocalypse, why should the little translator break the situation? Zhang Jing's method is very simple: first protect Sister Lin, and then catch the cause and effects of Manfu one by one. Add points, break walls, change fate - step by step from a "great-grandson of a Han thief" to a man of power. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.