Chapter 1

Other than that, nothing!

It would be no exaggeration to say the walls were bare.

This left Jia Hui stunned for a moment.

"Brother Hui, are you awake yet?"

Just as he was lost in thought, a man's voice called out from outside the bedroom door.

Jia Hui fell silent.

Having read countless transmigration and rebirth novels, he was certain he had undoubtedly transmigrated.

He did not rush to answer.

He lifted a tattered, patched quilt and set his feet on the floor.

He walked over to a bronze mirror on a wooden table.

He carefully examined himself.

Although it was a bronze mirror,

he could still clearly see his own face.

He lowered his head to look at his body.

Jia Hui was bewildered: "This is undoubtedly my original body, only it looks more than ten years younger; I am a youth of fourteen or fifteen."

Could it be that he had transmigrated with his own body?

That was a good thing.

He certainly didn't like the idea of transmigrating into someone else's body.

And then, what would it count as when sleeping with another man's woman?

Being cuckolded?

In short, it was just repulsive!

Now, it was fine.

"The most urgent task is to figure out my current identity and the situation of this world!"

Having made a decision in his heart,

Jia Hui did not hesitate.

He immediately strode toward the door.

He opened the door.

He walked all the way to a very small hall.

He saw a youth wearing a green gown waiting there.

He had a long, thin face and a slender build, looking quite scholarly and refined, though his appearance was still far inferior to Jia Hui's.

"Brother Hui, you're finally awake."

Seeing Jia Hui appear,

the youth revealed a sincere smile and said.

Jia Hui feigned a look of bewilderment, "Brother, who are you?"

"Brother Hui, what has happened to you? It's me, Jia Yun!"

Jia Yun asked in astonishment.

Hearing this name, Jia Hui became thoughtful, but on the surface, he continued to look bewildered and apologetic: "I accidentally bumped my head last night and may have developed amnesia; I've forgotten most things."

He often read web novels.

Many transmigrators liked to use amnesia to deal with such situations.

So he immediately put it to practical use.

Jia Yun was startled upon hearing this, then said anxiously: "Amnesia? How could this happen? Come, I'll take you to see a physician."

As he spoke, he anxiously grabbed Jia Hui's hand, intending to head out.

Jia Hui's heart stirred.

Seeing this, a good deal of favor for this person rose in his heart.

He didn't know what his character was like,

but he could feel the sincere care and concern for him!

If there was an opportunity in the future, he could help him out.

However, he was trying to drag him to see a doctor.

Knowing he wasn't sick, he naturally had no intention of going.

So he hurriedly used force to stop the other's movement and said: "Don't be anxious, it's just amnesia, there's no need to waste money seeing a physician. You tell me about things, and I might just remember everything."

Jia Yun paused after hearing this, thought about it, and felt it made sense, then looked at him and said: "Alright then."

So he said: "It is now the fourteenth year of Yongshun, and the Retired Emperor is still on the throne."

"And you are Jia Hui, fifteen years old by nominal age, a descendant of one of the Jia family branches. There are twenty houses in total; except for the eight houses of the Ning and Rong direct lines outside the capital, the other twelve houses live in their ancestral home. You are beyond the five degrees of mourning."

"Do you remember the Jia family?"

When Jia Yun mentioned the Jia family, Jia Hui could see the pride on his face: "Jia is not fake; white jade serves as the hall, and gold as the horse.

The Epang Palace, three hundred miles long, cannot house a scholar from Jin Ling.

The East Sea lacks a white jade bed; the Dragon King invites the Jin Ling Wang.

In a bountiful year, the snow is heavy; pearls are like dirt, and gold is like iron..."

He even recited a verse from the 'Protector's Talisman'!

Hearing this,

Jia Hui already completely understood what kind of world he had transmigrated into!

*Dream of the Red Chamber*!

This made Jia Hui's expression turn somewhat ugly!

Because as a transmigrator,

he hadn't actually read much of the original *Dream of the Red Chamber*.

He had only skimmed through it roughly.

Because the original text was obscure and difficult to understand,

he really couldn't bring himself to read it.

He had, however, watched the film and television versions from beginning to end.

He could only say he understood the world somewhat, but not very deeply.

Because he had also read quite a few *Red Chamber* fan-fiction novels.

Every time he saw those *Red Chamber* protagonists acting like slaves, kowtowing to everyone they met, and showing a servile, humiliating demeanor, he felt very unhappy.

These were all secondary.

The key was that he knew... ===== CHAPTER 2 =====