I Transmigrated As the Sixth Son of a Prestigious Family and Chose the Easy Life! - Chapter 1:
Chapter 1: Reborn as the Sixth Son
In Yangzhou City during the third month of spring, flowers were in full bloom, grass grew lush and green, and orioles chirped in the breeze. In the morning light, a three-story flower boat drifted slowly along the river.
On the large bed on the third floor, Ji Huaian’s body suddenly trembled. A torrent of chaotic information flooded violently into his mind like a raging tide, wild and overwhelming, stimulating his already excited nerves even more.
However, the strange sensation came quickly and faded just as fast. Within a few breaths, it vanished completely, and his stiff body relaxed.
Did I transmigrate?
He suddenly sat up in shock as pieces of information surfaced in his mind:
His father Ji Bainen was a First-Rank Marquis of the current Empire. His eldest brother Ji Wu was brave and formidable, named Grand General of the Cavalry by the Emperor at a young age and stationed in the borderlands. His second brother Ji Ning was brilliant and talented, ranked first in the imperial examination and later married the Eldest Princess, becoming a royal son-in-law. His third sister Ji Yun was stunningly beautiful and had been taken into the palace as a Noble Consort, favored above all others in the Imperial Harem. His fourth brother Ji Yang possessed a sharp mind, founded the Merchant Alliance, and became unimaginably wealthy. His fifth brother Ji Ping was extraordinarily skilled in martial arts and created the Azure Robe Tower, which ranked among the eight great factions of the martial world.
As for himself, he was the sixth child, the youngest among his siblings, and had just turned seventeen.
Compared to the older brothers and sister before him, this sixth son was neither talented in literature nor skilled in martial arts.
He was practically useless. Yet he still had a loud and infamous title: the number one hedonistic wastrel of Yangzhou City.
Perhaps because Ji Bainen had him in his old age, this sixth son had been endlessly pampered since birth, eventually growing arrogant, extravagant, and addicted to pleasure.
Even the Marquis felt helpless about this disappointing sixth son.
But with the current position of the Marquis Residence, they didn’t need this sixth son to bring honor to the family.
As long as he didn’t cause a disaster that shook the heavens, they usually let him do as he pleased…
“Hehe…” Once he understood his new identity, he couldn’t help laughing.
What is transmigration?
What is being favored by the heavens?
What is true dominance?
This is what it means.
Those so-called protagonists in novels who transmigrate into prisons, servants, eunuchs, orphans… compared to him, they were simply pathetic.
He silently despised all those web novel authors from his past life.
In his previous life, he was also named Ji Huaian. He studied miserably for more than ten years, barely got into a useless university, couldn’t find a decent job after graduation, and was eventually forced to work in an electronics factory.
Salary: 3,000 yuan a month.
Benefits: a 9-9-6 schedule called “blessed hardship.”
Sure enough, no matter how hard you work, nothing beats being born lucky.
His bitter days were finally over. A life of luxury was about to begin.
In his past life, he was an orphan. Other than the campus belle at university, there was nothing worth missing. As for that campus belle, she changed boyfriends over a dozen times, and it never came around to him…
Where is this?
Coming back to his senses, he looked around.
The room smelled strongly of alcohol. Beneath him was a soft bed. Morning light streamed through an exquisitely carved lattice window, scattering patches of light across the room. Wine and dishes were overturned across the table, while dresses, belts, undergarments, and chest wraps were scattered across the floor. It was clearly a fresh and elegant boudoir, yet it had been turned into a chaotic mess.
Seeing the pink chest wrap on the floor, another memory surfaced instantly in his mind:
A few days ago, the original owner harassed the daughter of the Prefect of Yangzhou and was punished with confinement by Ji Bainen.
After being locked up for three whole days, the original owner secretly snuck out of the Marquis Residence last night and went to Zuìhuā Tower, then brought the top courtesan onto this flower boat to spend the night together on the lake.
According to memory, the original owner and the courtesan drank a lot last night, and everything that happened afterward became hazy and unclear.
Did he black out from drinking?
Where is the courtesan?
Seeing the bulge beneath the blanket beside him, he carefully lifted the corner of the quilt. Underneath was a captivating figure.
The courtesan wore a thin silk robe. Her exquisite curves faintly showed through the fabric.
He couldn’t help swallowing.
Did the original owner exhaust himself to death last night and get “sent away,” leaving the body to him?
He carefully examined the courtesan. Oval face, charming brows, peach blossom eyes—seductive and alluring. Her skin was snowy white, her waist slender, her chest ample, her hips full, and her long legs smooth and exquisite, outlining a breathtakingly deadly figure.
In his past life, he could only admire such outstanding beauty on the internet. Now she was lying right beside him.
Looking at her snow-white, delicate skin, he swallowed again, then sneakily reached out and pinched. It was unbelievably soft and elastic.
“Mm…”
The woman turned over, frightening him into pulling back immediately. She seemed to be deeply asleep from exhaustion after last night and didn’t wake up.
Coward. He was now a Young Marquis who had spent a fortune. What was there to be afraid of?
According to the original owner’s memory, her name was Du Niang. She was the top courtesan of Zuìhuā Tower and extremely famous in Yangzhou. She always claimed she sold her art but not her body, yet in the end, he still got her. Last night, the original owner spent fifty taels of silver, plus another ten taels for the boat rental—sixty taels in total.
He quickly did the math in his head. One tael of silver in this world was roughly equal to 2,000 yuan. Sixty taels would be about 120,000 yuan.
120,000 yuan for one night? Damn… worthy of being the number one courtesan. He couldn’t help clicking his tongue.
Looking at her alluring figure, he worked up the courage to try again. But he quickly realized this body was too weak, probably from overexertion last night, and he was already completely drained.
Forget it. He finally reincarnated into such a good life. He couldn’t afford to die like the original owner. That would be a complete loss.
There would be plenty of time in the future. No need to rush now.
But having such a beauty beside him while being unable to enjoy anything was torment. He might as well get up.
The moment his bare feet touched the floor and he stood up, his legs weakened and he nearly collapsed.
Truly, alcohol is poison and lust is a blade scraping flesh.
So young and already ruined by wine and women… this sixth son really didn’t die unjustly. He internally scolded the original owner heavily.
But then again, if the original owner hadn’t ruined himself, how could he have taken over this body?
Blessing hides within disaster and disaster hides within blessing. Everything is cause and effect.
Supporting himself by the bed, he steadied his body and dragged his exhausted self to gather his clothes from the floor, putting them on slowly.
Ancient clothing was troublesome to wear. He spent quite a while before barely dressing properly.
Seeing a bronze mirror on the dressing table, he walked over to look.
Handsome, elegant, refined, and extraordinary in demeanor.
Not bad, not bad… he nodded in satisfaction. This was the appearance a transmigrator should have. Aside from the weak body, everything else was perfect.
Putting down the mirror and stretching comfortably, he walked out of the room to the railing of the boat.
It was early morning. The sky in the east was dyed brilliant red by the rising sun, breathtakingly beautiful. The flower boat drifted leisurely along the water, surrounded by thick reed fields on both sides. It was unusually quiet.
What is this place? The view from the third floor of the boat was excellent. He soon realized that this water area was far too desolate. It was not the familiar lake he remembered.
“Boatman…”
He leaned over the railing and called down several times, but no one responded.
Perhaps because the surroundings were too quiet, an uneasy feeling rose in his heart.
The original owner had been too much of a reckless hedonist, constantly bullying men and harassing women.
In Yangzhou City, anyone with a shred of justice hated the Young Marquis so much they wanted to bite a piece of flesh off him. Normally, he wouldn’t dare go out without several guards. But last night, this sixth son snuck out secretly with no protection.
Could something have happened? Looking at the endless, lonely reeds around him, his heart tightened.
And just as he feared, trouble came.
At that moment, seven or eight bamboo rafts suddenly emerged from the reed marshes around them. Each raft carried several burly men holding blades, approaching the flower boat from all directions…
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