The Overlord of the Red Mansion

Chapter 1 Debris Flow

God is jealous of talents!
Jia Rong, who was doing well in the harmonious society, was reincarnated suddenly because he was given a wrong injection by a female nurse who was proficient in the operating business but not in medical skills, just because he worked hard all night on the operating table with a female nurse in his private hospital!
What’s even worse is that he traveled to a strange imaginary world and became a young master of a dirty and messy family. He is currently ten years old.

The father is lustful towards women and men, and he may even be disrespectful to his elders and defile his step-son, daughter-in-law, and even his son!
It's such bad luck to have such a bastard father!

There are currently two options.

The worst option is to sever ties with the Ningguo Mansion, sever the father-son relationship with the old man, and go out on your own.

The best strategy...

Jia Rong chooses the best strategy!!
Ten years old is the right age to do great things.

After thinking for four minutes, Jia Rong, who had not yet sorted out all his interpersonal relationships, made a decision that went against his ancestors' teachings.

Get rid of the old stuff!!

"As adults, we need to act like adults."

"If you destroy him, then I will have the final say in this mansion, right?"

Jia Rong sat on the edge of the bed, thinking, and glanced at the sack and the fist-thick stick placed aside.

"God has given me the strength of an elephant, the endurance of a bull, the reaction speed of a tiger, the eyesight of an eagle, and the thinking of a normal man. I can't just stay ordinary like this!"

"I originally wanted to slowly poison him, but the traces of poisoning were too obvious and easy to be discovered. If I took my time, it would be more likely to cause problems."

He did what he thought. Jia Rong picked up the sack and the stick, crouched down carefully, and quietly left his bedroom without the sleeping maid noticing.

To defy fate and change destiny!

This seems to be a world of love.

But I don’t care about you!

When Jia Rong inherited the memories, he discovered that this extremely lustful father would have affairs with his daughter-in-law and sister-in-law according to the original novel, and it seems that eighty percent of the things have happened!

If it was someone else it would be fine, but I am his son!
Jia Rong knows very well how disgusting an old man in his thirties or forties is. If he wants to make him repent and realize his mistakes, he must use an iron fist!

The weapon of criticism is not as good as the weapon of criticism.

You old bastard! You deserve to die!
There are many maids and servants in Ningguo Mansion, and as a duke's mansion, there are also many thugs and guards.

But in reality the defense is not strict. Today is a peaceful time, and the guards at home are fond of drinking and gambling. Few of them are willing to patrol in the middle of the night.

Jia Rong quickly and quietly reached the outside of his father and stepmother's room.

It's easy to get here, but how to do it becomes a problem.

Jia Rong stood at the door thinking about how to proceed.

The layout inside was clear, but when the old man and the woman were sleeping, there was a maid sleeping in the aisle waiting for instructions.

There are at least four people in this room!
Normally, there are servants around him, making it even more difficult to take action.

"Time waits for no one! Let's do it! Whoever tries to stop me after we get in will be beaten up!"

Jia Rong would rather go to jail than be cuckolded by this old man.

You don't necessarily have to go to jail, but you should run away if you can. In short, you can't endure this humiliation.

He quickly and quietly pried open the window and carefully climbed in.

As soon as I entered, I thought to myself, "Oh no!" It turned out that there were still candles lit in the room, and it looked like no one had gone to bed yet!

Jia Rong was just about to turn back and talk again when he suddenly had an idea.

"Why not just put it out? I'm wearing a mask, how can he recognize me in such a hurry?"

"It doesn't matter if he recognizes me. Three or five people can't hold me down now. When the time comes, I will just stand up and knock them all down. I don't believe he won't accept it!"

After thinking of a good plan, Jia Rong felt relieved.

They are the ones who should be afraid!

Soon, Jia Rong approached quietly with a big stick in one hand. After entering the room, he found that there was no maid there today, and there were people fooling around in the bright bed curtains inside.

Jia Rong discovered that Jia Zhen and his young husband were sleeping together!
This was not an uncommon thing among the upper-class men in the feudal dynasty. Jia Rong knew very well that except for the two stone lions at the door, everything else in the Ningguo Mansion was dirty.

If this continues, his wife won’t be able to escape either.

The culprit of all this is this old bastard on the bed!
Jia Rong quickly extinguished the candle with one hand and gently raised the wooden stick.

As soon as he approached the bed curtain, Jia Zhen inside realized something.

"Who?!"

"Your grandpa!"

Jia Rong shouted in surprise, then pulled down the curtain and kicked Jia Zhen.

After kicking the pampered Jia Zhen to the ground, Jia Rong picked up a wooden stick and hit the key target!
"Ahhhhh!" Jia Zhen barked like a dog.

Jia Rong was worried and hit him again with a stick.

Jia Zhen quickly grabbed the nearby quilt and clothes to block it. Seeing this, Jia Rong quickly hit him on the head with a stick and then ran away quickly.

Just throw the stick away, no one will check your fingerprints anyway.

Jia Rong quickly ran back to his residence and went to bed.

Soon, the house became lively and someone could be heard shouting outside.

"There are assassins!"

"Look for him quickly! The assassin has hurt the master!"

"Go get a doctor! This is bad!"

Soon someone came to inform Jia Rong, and Jia Rong got up, changed his clothes and went to watch the fun.

A large group of people soon came to Jia Zhen's room, and many people had already gathered there.

Jia Rong walked into the bedroom and saw Jia Zhen bleeding. In addition to Jia Zhen's second wife, Youshi, there were also several concubines and maids.

"Why did you come here!"

Seeing Jia Rong coming late, Youshi, who was sitting at the head of the bed, couldn't help but say something to him.

The others didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Everyone else had come, but Jia Rong was the only one who came late. This showed that he was not filial at all.

"Shut up!"

Jia Rong roared suddenly, which immediately frightened the maids, servants and concubines in the room.

Even Jia Zhen, who had just been attacked by a gangster and passed out but was awakened by the pain, was frightened.

"A bunch of unfaithful women!" Jia Rong rolled up his sleeves and cursed loudly, "When grandpa was away, father was the boss of the family. Now that father is about to die, should you women listen to me, or should I listen to you?!"

"Let me tell you, I, the Jia, have the final say in Ningguo Mansion! Even if you are in trouble, there are still a bunch of Jias in the Rongguo Mansion next door. How can you have a say?!"

Jia Rong yelled at a group of women, and they dared not say anything back.

Youshi carefully avoided Jia Rong's gaze.

At this time, Jia Zhen, who was lying on the bed, said angrily: "You bastard son! Your father is not dead yet... Ouch! It hurts so much!"

Jia Zhen always beat and scolded Jia Rong, and now he quickly became angry when he saw that this brat dared to disrespect him.

The pain became even worse when Jia Zhen got angry.

Seeing this, Jia Rong quickly said politely, "Don't worry, father. Leave the family to me. I am Jia Rong, a man of extraordinary character, both civil and military. I will definitely make contributions to the country in the future and bring honor to our family!"

Jia Zhen was so angry that his whole body ached. "I'm not dead! Bastard! Get him out!"

Soon a servant reached out and tried to chase Jia Rong out.

Jia Rong stretched out his hand and slapped the servant, making him dizzy and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"You bastard! How dare you lay hands on your grandfather? You're a rebel!" Jia Rong cursed.

A child prodigy! A child born with supernatural powers!

Everyone was stunned. They never thought that this dashing young man could be so ruthless!

An old servant standing nearby saw this and said excitedly, "Well done! Master, well done! This is the son of Duke Ningguo!"

Everyone looked over and found that it was Jiao Da, an old man in the mansion. This man was of a very high generation. He had established Ningguo Mansion after fighting bloody battles with Duke Ningguo. He was of the same generation as Jia Zhen's great-grandfather.

With Jiao Da supporting Jia Rong, the other servants naturally did not dare to touch this young man.

Now Jia Zhen's head is bleeding. In the future, Jia Rong will definitely be the one in charge of the family. The rest of the people will be servants and will not dare to fight so hard.

At this time, Jia Zhen came to his senses, especially Jia Rong's word "grandfather", which made him think of something bad.

Jia Zhen raised his hands and said tremblingly: "You...you...you...you unfilial son! How have I ever let you down?!"

You are sorry for the country!

Sorry ancestors!
I'm sorry!

"Dad!" Jia Rong sat beside the bed and said softly, "Family disgrace should not be made public. Don't worry, I will definitely help you catch the murderer! But you can't tell others that you are inhumane. If it gets out, people will laugh at you and it will bring shame to the Ningguo Mansion."

Jia Rong reached out and grabbed Jia Zhen's hand. Jia Zhen's hand could no longer move. He stared with wide eyes and dared not say anything.

"Dad, just rest assured. You are bedridden now, and you still have to rely on your son for food, drink, and defecation. You can't expect these concubines to take care of you in your old age, right?"

The gentle words convey the true feelings of the world.

Jia Zhen was now frightened and dared not look at Jia Rong again, as if he had seen his father.

The pain in his head and body made Jia Zhen realize that this wicked son was capable of doing anything wicked.

Zhen Ge'er, who is just in his early thirties, never understands why his timid son has become such a mess.

Jia Rong is no longer the same Jia Rong.

(End of this chapter)