
The Red Chamber’s Fierce Minister in My Pocket Dimension
随身空间之红楼枭臣
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- 365k Words
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- Historical
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- Alternate History
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- 3y ago
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I'm really speechless😓, the Jia family is not a small family, it's a top noble family, a warlord family, do you think the little general soldiers below dare to look down on the children sent by the big boss? Have you ever been in officialdom? For those of you below, if you want to be promoted, what can you do without the big boss in the court speaking out? As the leader of the military representative in the court, the Jia family sent their children with mixed seniority to the generals below, and they had to show courtesy. If the generals outside were disobedient, a single official would be demoted, or the entire family would be killed. Don't think it's that simple.
Have you ever written about the kind where the male members of the Jia family were made eunuchs or killed directly? Jia Baoyu had his back door opened and suffered a social death, Jia Lian stole someone's wife and had her genitals mutilated, and then there were a lot of widows left to live as widows.
Don't learn this book again and become a cultivator. You won't be able to read it anymore.
Why do you think you can't be a copywriter? A Nalan Ci book is not enough for you to pretend to be B? Add Wang Guowei, Gong Zizhen, the Four Qing Dynasties, and a set of poems by the librarian! Wouldn't it be nice to borrow some poems from Red Mansions and give it the title of "I've been the same person since the Northern Song Dynasty"? 🤓🤓🤓
I still remember a novel where after the protagonist became emperor, Jia Mu was the empress dowager, Mrs. Wang was the empress dowager, Jia Baoyu was the prince, the protagonist was a concubine, Jia Mu loved Baoyu, and the protagonist could only keep Jia Baoyu in the palace and naughty with his harem sisters until he was eighteen or nineteen years old before leaving the palace.
The biggest problem with this book so far is that everyone in the Jia family is reasonable and harmonious. However, anyone who has read the original book knows, is this possible?
To be honest, is the protagonist's behavior inside and outside the house reversed? The emperor outside did not give him any face, and he was carefree and careless in front of the emperor. As a result, when I returned home, the so-called grandmother did not regard the protagonist as the mainstay of the family, and kept favoring the second bedroom. The protagonist remained silent, which means that Jia Mu's status in the protagonist's heart is much greater than that of the emperor.
He was only 14 years old when he went into battle to kill the enemy and he still wanted to be knighted? Huo Qubing was only 18 years old when he entered the battlefield. At 14 years old? Are you afraid that you are not as tall as a horse?
It would be too fake to not have a bunch of maids in the red building. . . I really can't stand it. All the mental eunuchs are in their teens, as if they were born with disabilities.
Pig's feet are like soft-footed shrimps. They do whatever the old man says, just like a dog out of filial piety. There was no sound, no movement, no expression of dissatisfaction. If you are writing about Red Mansions like this, you might as well travel through time and become Jia Baoyu.