Rise of the Humble Family
This is the story of a graduate student specializing in Classical Chinese, whose career path has been repeatedly battered, finding himself transported to the mid-Ming Dynasty and inhabiting the body o
"Kid, you’re awake? If you’re awake, stop playing dead!"
Had he… crossed over? To ancient times? And it had to be an ancient prison cell!
Staring at the group of fierce-faced prisoners before him, Zhao Hengyi clenched involuntarily.
“We have no grudge against you. Beating you today is for your own good! Tell me, are you willing to take a wife?”
The prisoners, with their unkempt hair and tattered clothes, looked like little devils from the underworld, their eyes glittering with malice.
“Yes, I’m willing to marry!”
As long as you don’t make me the bride, I’ll marry however you want!
“Ha, this kid agreed!”
“Alright, next!”
The prisoners erupted in chaotic cheer, like the overbearing mothers Zhao Hengyi had seen in his past life, thrilled at a forced marriage’s success.
This was the Great Yan Dynasty, a country Zhao Hengyi had never heard of, but otherwise not so different from the feudal dynasties of Chinese history.
Only, the laws here were odd: if a man reached eighteen and still refused to marry, he’d be sent to the Border Guards’ Deadman Battalion as cannon fodder!
Zhao Hengyi barely had time to piece together the memories lingering in this frail body before he was shoved out of the cell by the rowdy prisoners and delivered to the constables.
Were ancient matchmaking methods always this violent?
With a throbbing lump on his head that felt like agony, Zhao Hengyi was led outside the prison, blinking into the bright sunlight that made his eyes stream with tears.
“Hey, why a