Last night, I dreamed of red mansions; tonight, I sing of a land of rivers. The springtime in Hannan lies clear before my eyes. How could I not care?
A young man from a later age finds himself in the body of Jia Bi, a descendant of the Ningguo Duke in the world of the Dream of the Red Chamber. Within, the Jia family is on the verge of becoming “a vast expanse of blankness, pure and clean”; without, the land of China is about to see “forty million people weep as one.” In this perilous hour, he resolutely lays down his pen and takes up arms. He enters the military examinations, passes the civil service exams, puts his family in order, steadies the court, unifies the martial world, drives out foreign invaders, and saves the collapsing nation from disaster, writing a very different kind of “Dream of the Red Chamber.”
Bones lie piled like mountains, their names forgotten; they were all sons of noble houses and beautiful women.
P.S. Readers are used to Dream of the Red Chamber fan fiction where the protagonist takes the civil service exams. Wouldn't it be fun to write one where the protagonist takes the military exams instead?
Support me, there are not many Red Mansions books [KISS]