Red Mansion: Starting from King Jia Huan

This is not a "time travel", but an awakening of a "self-rescuer". A modern man, in the form of Jia Huan, falls into a dream of Red Mansions. On the hospital bed at the age of seven, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the romance, but the moss in the corner, the frayed shoe tips, and the cold words thrown by the maid. Rongguo Mansion is very large, large enough to accommodate the luxury of hundreds of people. The Rongguo Mansion was very small, too small to accommodate the dignity of a concubine. Baoyu is the phoenix in the sky, and he is the cold branch in the corner. Mrs. Wang's indifference, the servant's contempt, his mother Aunt Zhao's unwillingness - everyone told him: As a bastard, you should accept your fate. There is no system, no golden fingers, and no grandpa. He only has a pair of hands, a book, and a lamp to read at night and until dawn. "If the world doesn't give a bastard a way to survive, I will find my own way." "If the Jia Mansion is going to fall, I will stand up first and hold on for the rest of the day." "If everyone is waiting to see my joke, then I'll let them see who laughs last."