Serving My Country in a Republic-Era Novel

This story is not contracted. "Extra! Extra! Yu Baopi has lost three cities and is fleeing north!" "Extra! Extra! The Reed Flower Chicken is heading back to Mount Xu to restore the old order!" "Extra! Extra! Old Tiger Cai and Shorty Li are fighting again!" The newsboy's distinctive cries drifted in through the car window, making Jian Chonglou narrow his eyes. He had transmigrated here five years ago, but whenever he heard the latest bizarre headlines, he still felt as if he'd wandered into a livestock farm. Only this kind of farming had nothing to do with production. It was all exploitation, and if you weren't careful, you'd end up beaten to a pulp. This place was ridiculously unsafe. Might as well take them all down together. I am not rebelling. I am simply fulfilling the duty of a patriotic citizen. I am not betraying my country. If anyone sells out the nation, I'll make him sell himself first. I do not wrong others. If anyone wrongs me, he'd better wash his neck clean. This is my manifesto: Jian Chonglou, patriotic schemer. & Coming soon: "The Tourism Bureau Chief Is Reforming Dream of the Red Chamber Again". Please add it to your favorites. Yang Zhuo, an exemplary fighter at the Tourism Bureau, had just gotten the word "deputy" removed from his title. He took a couple of drinks, opened his eyes again, and transmigrated into a book. It was a great book, the world-famous Dream of the Red Chamber. But could he summon the Twelve Beauties of Jinling to make public appearances, or turn the Grand View Garden into a tourist attraction? Even if those utterly illogical things somehow came true, the food would still be scarce and the roads terrible. Travelers might even run into bandits along the way. Who would come sightseeing under those conditions? But he'd only just gotten comfortable wearing the title of the youngest tourism bureau chief. How could he give it up so easily, even if he'd transmigrated as a prince? If nationwide tourism isn't feasible yet, then let's start with a pilot project. Isn't making money from the rich playboys a great way to fund his career? Open for business! Every last one of you, get to work! Baoyu, you're on labor duty. Wang Xifeng, you're the manager. Sister Bao, get busy investing. Lin Daiyu, you're heading for the imperial throne! Get the caravans moving, raise an army, build up trade, and take down the wealthy gentry! Once the country is in order, we can't forget our foreign friends. Let them all come to do business, settle down, and spend their money. Our whole mission is to promote travel from every land under heaven! Make money from outsiders and fill the pockets of the locals. That's how confident he is. As for the book Dream of the Red Chamber itself, naturally he'll hand it over to the emperor and let him fret over it. Theme: As long as life goes on, so does the struggle.