The Red Chamber

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In this lyrical reimagining of the Chinese classic Dream of the Red Chamber, set against the breathtaking backdrop of eighteenth-century Beijing, the lives of three unforgettable women collide in the inner chambers of the Jia mansion. When orphaned Daiyu leaves her home in the provinces to take shelter with her cousins in the Capital, she is drawn into a world of opulent splendor, presided over by the ruthless, scheming Xifeng and the prim, repressed Baochai. As she learns the secrets behind their glittering ...

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In this lyrical reimagining of the Chinese classic Dream of the Red Chamber, set against the breathtaking backdrop of eighteenth-century Beijing, the lives of three unforgettable women collide in the inner chambers of the Jia mansion. When orphaned Daiyu leaves her home in the provinces to take shelter with her cousins in the Capital, she is drawn into a world of opulent splendor, presided over by the ruthless, scheming Xifeng and the prim, repressed Baochai. As she learns the secrets behind their glittering façades, she finds herself entangled in a web of intrigue and hidden passions, reaching from the petty gossip of the servants’ quarters all the way to the Imperial Palace. When a political coup overthrows the emperor and plunges the once-mighty family into grinding poverty, each woman must choose between love and duty, friendship and survival.

In this dazzling debut, Pauline A. Chen draws the reader deep into the secret, exquisite world of the women’s quarters of an aristocratic household, where the burnish of wealth and refinement mask a harsher truth: marriageable girls are traded like chattel for the family’s advancement, and to choose to love is to risk everything. 

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Justly viewed as one of the masterpieces of classical Chinese literature, the Dream of the Red Chamber has inspired numerous translations since it was first published in 1791. With a Ph.D. from Princeton in Eastern Asian Studies, Pauline Chen certainly possesses the qualifications to add another, but instead, she did something far more interesting: She re-imagined the novel, providing deep glimpses into the emotional lives of three of its main female characters. Subtle and beautifully written, this historical fiction has a resonance all its own. (P.S. This is Chen's debut adult book; her only previous work was a novel for young readers.)

Publishers Weekly
YA author Chen's debut novel for adults is a modern retelling of Cao Xueqin's 18th-century Chinese classic, Dream of the Red Chamber. While it doesn't hold a candle to the original in length or its Tolstoy-esque cast of characters, this revamped version retains much of its predecessor's spirit. Focusing mostly on three female characters—once sequestered 17-year-old Daiyu, who is shipped off to live with her unknown rich relatives in Beijing after her mother's death; ornery 23-year-old Xifeng, whose husband conspicuously cheats on her; and matronly18-year-old Xue Baochai, an earnest shadow of a girl in love with Baoyu, Daiyu's charming cousin—Chen (Peiling and the Chicken-Friend Christmas) plumps the epic tale full of lavish details of the palace, sumptuous feasts, and day-to-day minutiae, levitating whispered conversations overheard by the wrong parties, capricious scheming between family members, and gossip hidden beneath every elegant tapestry and beaded pillow to lofted heights. Aside from the entertaining love triangle between Daiyu, Baochai, and Baoyu, there's much to do about more serious matters, too—especially in the latter half of the novel, when political unrest in Beijing threatens to destroy the family's tenuous hierarchy. For those familiar with the original, there's also a different ending. Supplemental material includes an author's note, the Jia family tree, and a list of major characters. First printing: 60,000. (July)
From the Publisher
“Pauline Chen’s boldly imagined retelling of The Dream of the Red Chamber is a literary wonder. An epic yet intimate account of palace intrigue and political tumult that dazzles on every page. Heartbreaking, exhilarating, and impossible to put down.”
—Julie Otsuka, author of The Buddha in the Attic
 
“Rarely does a cast of beloved literary figures from another culture and time come alive on the pages of a modern writer’s work. Pauline Chen has reimagined the characters from my very favorite novel to make a compelling new version of China’s great literary masterpiece. I highly recommend The Red Chamber. It will transport you into an altogether new world.” 
—Arthur Golden, author of Memoirs of a Geisha
 
“In Pauline Chen’s transporting interpretation of the Chinese classic The Dream of the Red Chamber, the byzantine machinations and behind-the-screen politics of the Jia family are so skillfully rendered as to bring to mind a delicate ink painting suddenly and vividly brought to life. A remarkable achievement.”
—Janice Lee, author of The Piano Teacher
 
The Red Chamber draws a memorable portrait of the Qing dynasty era, revealing a dangerous world of intrigue and secrets within the entrapping web of societal mores and manners. Written in a precise, cinematic style, Chen's novel brings this fascinating historical period to vivid life.”  
—Dan Chaon, author of Stay Awake

“Fans of historical fiction who appreciate resonant details, unexpected intrigue, and multigenerational plotting will find this work irresistible. With just the right blend of the highbrow literary and guilty summer pulp, Chen just might put this 18th-century classic on 21st-century bestseller lists.” 
Library Journal
 
“A vivid portrait…From the mighty heights to the depths of poverty and despair, the significance of female relationships, friendships, and rivalries are at the forefront of this compelling glimpse into an exotic time and place.”
Booklist
 
“A vivid, lively reimagining…Despite their Eastern origins, Chen’s engaging heroines seem like direct descendants of the doomed, repressed women of classic Western literature.”
Book Page
 
“Leisurely…supple…Chen often touches notes of emotional depth.”
Kirkus Reviews
 
“Ambitious and exquisite…utterly absorbing…sure to astound and enthrall readers up until the very last page. The Red Chamber reads like a Chinese Downton Abbey and is a fitting homage to a beloved masterpiece.”
—Tribute Books
 
“The excesses of Imperial China frame this elegant story of shifting fortunes, power struggles, palace intrigue, betrayal, and love…The Red Chamber takes a long hard look at the complex interconnected desires, ambitions, and conventions that can bind a family together—or tear it apart.”
—The Daily Beast, “Hot Reads”
 
“Moving, startling, and quite beautiful…a welcome, memorable introduction to characters vivid in the imaginations of generations of Chinese readers.”
Cleveland Plain Dealer
 
“Compelling…intricate…thoughtful and provocative…No doubt Chen has provided us with a work that will not only be found on the list of historical classics but also become a part of the lexicon of the greatest love stories in the world.”
8Asians.org

“Here is clearly a work of love and a pleasing introduction to a novel—and a world—that Americans deserve to get to know.”
—The Columbus Dispatch

“The Red Chamber offers a window into a foreign world…Chen’s framework provides a context for her characters’ actions, as often flawed as they are heroic, that makes things not just knowable but comprehensible.”
—The Denver Post

“Full of lavish details of the palace, sumptuous feasts, and day-day minutiae, levitating whispered conversations overheard by the wrong parties, capricious scheming between family members, and gossip hidden beneath every elegant tapestry and beaded pillow to lofted heights…There’s much to do about more serious matters, too—especially in the latter half of the novel, when political unrest in Beijing threatens to destroy the family’s tenuous hierarchy.”
—Publishers Weekly

“Bold and memorable…Chen retells and recreates in lush detail the daily life inside the Rongguo Mansion, where scandalous secrets and lies are hidden behind a grand façade.”
—Chicago Tribune

New York Daily News Summer 2012 Must-Reads

Kirkus Reviews
A leisurely saga exploring the closed society of privileged women in 18th-century Beijing, their loves, losses, friendships and character-forming private torments, based on a Chinese classic. It's all about marriage in Chen's adult debut, an epic set within the bubble of the women's community at Rongguo Mansion, lavish home to the Jia family, where barren wives, unpleasant wives and wrongly betrothed daughters mingle with servants and slaves. The fates of three women dominate: Daiyu, whose mother turned her back on her Jia family heritage; reserved Baochai, who has long hoped to wed sensitive Baoyu; and Xifeng, whose marriage to Lian founders on her inability to conceive. Lady Jia rules the household ruthlessly, fostering the marriage between Baochai and Baoyu even though the latter is in love with Daiyu. Xifeng, meanwhile, is supplanted when her servant becomes Lian's second wife and is soon pregnant. Although external events rarely impinge, sudden catastrophe strikes--a palace coup strips the family of its wealth and deposits the menfolk in prison. Now the women struggle to survive, and some don't. A pardon eventually restores order but not necessarily happiness. Little new ground is broken here, but the writing is supple and Chen often touches notes of emotional depth.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780307946560
  • Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 4/9/2013
  • Series: Vintage Series
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 320,796
  • Product dimensions: 5.36 (w) x 7.84 (h) x 0.88 (d)

Meet the Author

Pauline A. Chen earned her B.A. in classics from Harvard, her J.D. from Yale Law School, and her Ph.D. in East Asian studies from Princeton. She has taught Chinese language, literature, and film at the University of Minnesota and Oberlin College. She is also the author of a novel for young readers, Peiling and the Chicken-Fried Christmas, and lives in Ohio with her two children.  

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1

Lin Daiyu crushes apricot kernels and black sesame seeds in a marble mortar. She scrapes the medicine into a bowl of stewed bird’s nests and stirs it with a porcelain spoon. She brings the bowl to her mother’s bed near the window. Propped against her bolsters, Daiyu’s mother sips the dose, grimacing a little. Daiyu watches every mouthful, as if by her vigilance she can somehow will the medicine to work.

Mrs. Lin lies back, exhausted even by the act of drinking. “Daiyu,” she says, her voice a reedy thread.

“Yes?”

“I want to show you something.”

“What is it?”

“Go and look in the bottom of my old trunk.”

Daiyu kneels before the wardrobe and opens the battered chest where the family keeps their winter clothes. She rummages beneath the piles of bulky padded trousers and quilted jackets, and finds a flat bundle in a crimson brocade wrapping cloth.

“Yes, that’s it. Bring it here.”

Her mother’s thin fingers struggle with the knot, and Daiyu leans over to help. Inside are two flat boxes. Mrs. Lin opens one to reveal a necklace of reddish gold in the form of a coiling dragon. In the other is a tiara of flying golden phoenixes, a string of pearls arching from each beak.

“These are from your dowry, aren’t they?”

Mrs. Lin does not seem to hear the question. “Help me up,” she says.

Daiyu climbs onto the bed and adjusts the pillows so that her mother is sitting upright. Her mother places the tiara on her uncombed hair. “Bring me a mirror.”

Reluctantly, Daiyu gets the one on the dressing table. Leaning against the cushions, her mother tilts the tiny bronze hand-­mirror back and forth, catching little glimpses of herself on the polished surface. “What a fine young lady I was back then, looking down my nose at everything. Why, I’d never even touched, let alone worn, silks like these, made by common weavers.” Her fingers pluck at the worn honey-­colored material of her robe. “Everything we wore was made in the Palace by the Imperial Weavers. Even our maids didn’t wear such stuff!”

Daiyu’s mother laughs a little, as if marveling at her younger self.

“I was fond of fine things in those days, and my parents spoiled me by giving me anything I wanted. My eldest brother, Jing, didn’t mind, but my second brother, Zheng, was always jealous.”

Daiyu sits by her mother’s feet, watching the play of expression on her face.

“I remember one New Year’s, when our grandfather—­the first Duke of Rongguo—­was still alive. He asked us to write lantern riddles in verse. When he read what the three of us had written, he said it was a pity I hadn’t been born a boy, for I would have been sure to win the Jias glory if I had been allowed to take the Civil Service Exams.”

Daiyu nods. Her mother loved poetry, and had taught Daiyu the rules of meter and rhyme as soon as she could read.

“As it was, Zheng had to take the Exams I don’t know how many times until he passed. Your father passed the first time, of course. But in the end, Zheng did pretty well for himself.” To Daiyu, her mother’s voice sounds slightly grudging. “Under-­Secretary in the Ministry of Works. Zheng always was a hard worker.”

“What about your eldest brother?”

“Jing never did pass. All he did was fritter away my father’s money on concubines and gambling.” The reminiscent smile fades from Mrs. Lin’s face, and her expression grows somber. She hands Daiyu the mirror and plucks the tiara off her hair. “And now Zheng is the only one of us who is still alive, and living at Rongguo Mansion with my mother.”

“Do I have any cousins there?” Daiyu says.

“Well, there’s the famous Baoyu, of course.”

“Why is he famous?”

“Haven’t I told you about him?” Her mother’s delicate eyebrows arch in surprise. “He’s Zheng’s son. He was the one born with the jade in his mouth. That’s why your grandmother named him ‘Baoyu,’ ‘Precious Jade.’ ”

“How could a person be born with a jade in his mouth?”

“Who knows?” Mrs. Lin shrugs. “All I know is that my mother—­your grandmother—­thinks it’s a miracle, and spoils him to death. His own mother died when he was barely twelve or thirteen, and from all I’ve heard he’s turned into a rare handful. He skips school every other day, and runs around with his girl cousins in the Women’s Quarters instead of studying.”

“How old is he?” Daiyu asks.

“Eighteen—­more than old enough to take the Exams. Your other male cousin, Lian, is more than twenty-­five, but they gave up on his passing years ago. He’s Jing’s son. Like father, like son, I suppose. I don’t know how the Jias are going to keep up their prestige if they don’t have more sons entering the Civil Service. If Baoyu doesn’t pass—­” Mrs. Lin pauses, coughing, then leans back against the pillows with her eyes shut, trying to catch her breath.

“Help me lie down.”

Daiyu climbs onto the bed and eases her mother into a lying position. She wipes her mother’s lips.

After Mrs. Lin’s breath has slowed, she says, still with her eyes closed, “You’ll have to go live with them, you know, after I die.”

“You won’t die,” Daiyu says quickly, but even to her own ears her voice lacks conviction.

“Yes, I will. And when I do, you’ll have to go to the Jias.”

“I’ll stay with Father.”

“I want you to go to the Capital.”

“Why?” Daiyu starts to cry.

“You’ll be able to make a good match there—­someone from one of the big families. The Jias will see to that.”

“What does that matter?” Daiyu cries. “You didn’t have a match like that.” Though her father comes from an old and educated family, he had been the sole offspring of an only child; and now only distant members of the clan, whom she has never met, are still alive. “Why can’t I stay here?”

Her mother lies silent for a long time, staring at the ceiling. At last she says, “When I was young, I didn’t think anything mattered as long as I was with your father. Now, since I’ve gotten sick, I’ve realized how hard it is to be without any family.” Her eyes turn to Daiyu, and Daiyu sees they are full of tears. “I’m worried about what will happen to you when I’m gone. I don’t want you to have to struggle like I did . . .”

Her words fill Daiyu with something akin to panic. “But—­but you’ve been happy with Father, haven’t you?”

Mrs. Lin doesn’t answer. Her eyes move past Daiyu to the phoenix tiara on the dressing table. “We should never have raised you like this.”

“Like what?”

“Keeping so much to ourselves. You’ve never met people of your own age and background.” She looks back at Daiyu and her eyes are almost challenging. “Well, you’ll have to learn how to get along with other people at Rongguo. You’ll need to learn to think before you speak.” She puts out her hand, and Daiyu takes it, feeling how cool her fingers are. “Still, you mustn’t let them cow you. You’re strong enough to stand up to them.”

Daiyu wants to ask more questions, but her mother starts to cough again. This time she coughs so long and hard that Daiyu rushes to get a spittoon. Mrs. Lin spits out a mouthful of phlegm scarlet with fresh blood. When her mother finally stops coughing, Daiyu does not say anything more, just climbs into bed beside her. She feels how small and frail her mother has grown over the last six months, her limbs like twigs against her own strong, warm body; yet her mind shrinks from picturing a future without her. She nestles her face deeper in the crook of her mother’s neck, and sniffs for the last lingering scent of her skin not yet obscured by medicine and sickness.

Towards the end of the Forty-­Nine Days mourning, a strange man appears at the temple where Daiyu and her father are keeping vigil beside her mother’s coffin. Like them, he wears mourning robes of undyed hemp. Daiyu’s father stares at the man unrecognizingly. Then he starts to his feet with a cry of surprise.

“Why, it’s Zheng, isn’t it?”

“Ruhai, old fellow. It’s been a long time!”

Daiyu scrambles from the floor, startled by her uncle’s unexpected arrival. She searches his careworn face and stocky figure for something of her mother. The only resemblance she can find is about the eyes: there is a little thickness to the eyelids, giving her uncle the same dreamy, slightly sleepy look as her mother, and as Daiyu herself.

Daiyu’s father tries to kowtow, but his brother-­in-­law catches him by the elbows. “I set out as soon as I got her letter,” Jia Zheng says. “When did she die?”

“More than a month ago.”

Jia Zheng’s eyes begin to water. “That’s probably just after she sent the letter. Did she suffer at the end?”

“Not too much. It was quicker than we expected.”

Daiyu turns away to hide her tears. Her father manages to control himself. He clasps her uncle’s hand. “I’m glad you’ve come. Will you stay the rest of mourning?”

“I’m afraid I can’t. I have some business in Nanjing. My barge is waiting for me at the dock.”

“You’ll come for dinner at least?”

“Yes, of course.”

For the rest of the day, Jia Zheng stays at the temple with them, kneeling before the spirit tablet. For the past six weeks, Daiyu and her father have come to the temple every morning, the mourning rituals and funeral arrangements drawing them together and organizing their days. Now, the presence of her uncle disrupts their silent rapport, making her self-­conscious. She watches him mopping his streaming eyes, finding it odd that a stranger is sharing their grief.

Before dinner, her father accompanies Jia Zheng to his barge. Back in the kitchen at Bottle-­Gourd Street, Daiyu distracts herself with her daily tasks. She makes up the fire, washes the rice, and chops the vegetables. The wooden handle of the cleaver, smoothed by years of use, fits effortlessly in her hand, and her eyes are soothed by the familiarity of the room: the blue and white dishes, the faded picture of the Kitchen God on the wall, the sound of neighbors’ voices through the open window. She sees that the bucket is almost empty and goes to the well to draw water. It had rained earlier in the afternoon, one of those late summer showers, and the stone bridges and canals are dark and slick. The air is so heavy that it feels as if the least disturbance would bring on the rain again. The byways are nearly empty at this time of day, but on the other side of the canal a woman stoops beside the water with a basket of winter clothes. The hollow sound of the woman pounding the laundry with a wooden block reminds Daiyu that, despite the heat, summer is drawing to a close.

As she slips back into the kitchen, she hears voices in the front room.

“Daiyu, is that you?” her father calls.

She is surprised to see two tall, elegantly dressed women standing near the front door. She remembers her mother’s words about how even the maids at Rongguo didn’t wear ordinary silks.

“I want to introduce you to Nanny Li and Nanny Ma,” Uncle Zheng says, rising from his chair. “They’ll be taking care of you on our trip north.”

“North?” Daiyu shakes her head. She backs away from the women instinctively. “I’m not going north.”

“Min wrote that you were coming. Everyone at Rongguo is making preparations for your arrival.” Uncle Zheng smiles at her, stooping his head and rubbing his hands together. “You’ll like it there. You’ll have many cousins to play with. There’s another girl staying with us, too, Xue Baochai. She’s the daughter of my wife’s sister. She’s eighteen, just one year older than you.”

“I don’t ‘play,’ ” Daiyu says, irritated that he is speaking to her like a child.

Ignoring her interruption, he continues, “And Wang Xifeng, your cousin Lian’s wife, will take good care of you. She’s only twenty-­three, but runs the household like a little general.”

She looks towards her father for support, but to her amazement, he is nodding as if in agreement with her uncle.

“I’m not going!”

With a muttered apology to Uncle Zheng, her father leads her out through the kitchen to the back stoop so they can speak privately.

“I can’t leave you here alone,” she says.

“Before she died, your mother made me promise that you would go north to stay with her family.”

She feels a surge of outrage, as if her parents have been colluding against her. “But what about you? You can’t stay here on your own.” The picture of her father eating alone every evening pierces through her own grief.

“Of course I can. I’ll have ‘Granny’ Liu down the street cook and clean for me. I’ll be fine.”

“But—­”

“You must go. It’s what your mother wanted.”

She can hear the finality in his voice. She looks at him in the light filtering through the paper panes of the kitchen window. His face looks tired, and a little irritated. He is too exhausted to argue with her.

“It’s just a visit,” he says.

“How long do I have to go for?”

“Just a few months. You can come back in time for New Year’s.”

She calculates quickly. It is now the Eighth Month. To be back for the New Year she will have to leave the Capital by the end of the Eleventh Month.

Thus it was decided that she would go north to her mother’s family.

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Reading Group Guide

1. In the introduction to Dream of the Red Chamber, the eighteenth-century novel on which The Red Chamber is based, the author states that an important impetus for writing the novel was nostalgia for his pampered and carefree youth. How is the theme of nostalgia also central to The Red Chamber?

2. At the beginning of the novel, do you feel that Baochai is presented sympathetically, while Xifeng is not? Do you feel that these two characters “switch places” toward the end of the book, with Xifeng becoming more likeable and Baochai less so? If so, what is the process by which Xifeng becomes more sympathetic? Does Baochai retain your sympathy at the end of the novel?

3. Were you shocked or dismayed by Baoyu’s decision to run away from his family to become a monk at the end of the book? Do you feel that he was abdicating his responsibilities to his wife and family, or did you sympathize with his decision? Do you feel that The Red Chamber can be read as a coming-of-age story, with characters like Baoyu and Daiyu achieving a higher level of understanding or maturity by the end?

4. What are the sources of tension between Baoyu and his father, Jia Zheng? Can you imagine a father and son today experiencing similar types of tension? Do you consider Jia Zheng’s beating of Baoyu to be abusive, or does it seem understandable given the cultural context?

5. There is some controversy among scholars as to whether the female characters in Dream of the Red Chamber have bound feet. The Red Chamber follows David Hawkes, the eminent translator of Dream of the Red Chamber, in presenting the Jia women as adhering to the traditions of their Manchu conquerors and not binding their feet, as most Chinese women of the period did. (The Manchus were known for their athleticism and horsemanship, while Chinese culture was considered to be more highly refined.) Would the story have unfolded differently if the characters did have bound feet? Would it have affected your perception of the characters?

6. An alternate title for the original novel upon which The Red Chamber is based is The Story of the Stone. What is the significance of Baoyu’s jade to the story? If the jade is the family’s luck, how is Baoyu an asset to his family?

7. Does Lady Jia’s favoritism toward Baoyu affect how the other members of his family—the women, his father and brothers—see him? How does being her favorite shape his life? In what ways it is advantageous, and in what ways does it create unique obstacles and difficulties?

8. What type of male ideal does Baoyu represent? What is desirable or attractive about him? How is he different from a modern Western ideal of male beauty?

9. Is Baoyu a romantic hero or an antihero? How and why?

10. Discuss the relationship between Daiyu and Baoyu. Is this a relic of youth or true love that might have had great longevity and sustained them both had circumstances not intervened? Baoyu’s love for Daiyu proves to be deep and all-consuming, yet Daiyu feels herself to be forsaken. Does Baoyu love better than Daiyu? Would the two have achieved happiness together?

11. Baoyu and Baochai are believed to be destined to marry each other because of his jade birth stone and her gold pendant: “Gold and jade make a perfect pair” in the words of an old saying (page 59). What is the notion of destiny that is in evidence in the family, and in the society? In what ways might this notion serve the purposes of the aristocratic class to which the Jia family belongs? Does it inform marriage choices, for example?

12. Discuss the character of Ping’er and how she is transformed by her journey over the course of the book. Is she a sympathetic character? Why or why not?

13. Could it be said that the central relationship of  Xifeng’s life is with Ping'er? How are they linked by bonds of friendship, rivalry, and sisterhood? How are these bonds broken, and in what ways do they ultimately survive?

14. Baochai is rigorous in observing the social codes and mores of her times. Does her propriety serve her well or poorly in a society that is undergoing political change? What does she gain by suppressing her emotions and serving her elders according to expectations? In what ways does she pay a price for doing so?

15. Daiyu and Baochai are paired in friendship and rivalry, as are Xifeng and Ping’er. Xifeng and Baochai win out in the Jia family, but it is a hollow victory. In what ways are Ping’er and Daiyu better off for having lost?

16. In the eighteenth-century novel Dream of the Red Chamber, the original ending was lost or suppressed, possibly for political reasons. What elements in the story could have been politically dangerous? If the novel reflected the life of the author’s family, what aspects of their private life might they have wished to conceal?

17. Compare and contrast Daiyu’s eventual marriage with that of her mother and father. What social and economic sacrifices did both Daiyu and her mother make for the sake of either love or marriage? Would Baochai or Xifeng have made those types of sacrifices?

18. Does The Red Chamber feel to you more like a classic or more like contemporary fiction? In what ways could The Red Chamber be considered truly a story for our time?

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  • Posted July 14, 2012

    Heartbreaking and lyrical, this book takes you into the world of

    Heartbreaking and lyrical, this book takes you into the world of the Jia family in the person of Daiyu. You see and feel what she feels; her experiences become etched into your memory. By the end, the characters will become your own, and, as with all great literature, you will not want to let them go. I found myself turning over the experiences of Daiyu, Baoyu, Baochai, Xifeng, and Ping'er again and again; the silk that they wear against their bodies, the gold and jade worn close, the sudden well of sorrow, love, or desperation, their youth and illusions and how they go on when all that is shattered. Unforgettable.

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  • Posted July 22, 2012

    highly recommend---especially if you enjoy stories of China

    If you love an epic family story with unforgetable characters, this book is for you. The characters are multi-dimensional with virtues and faults that are changed by their life experiences. For years the family lived a life of privilege and power but a change in government takes them to the other extremes. There are unexpected twists and turns and it's not over until the last page of the epilogue. I found the Chinese culture of the 1700's to be intriguing and it doesn't take long to get used to the names although I'm sure I mispronounced them. Many of these characters and their story will haunt me for quite a while.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 8, 2012

    Intriguing view of world filled with intrigue

    Daiyu, whose mother had married below her station, is sent off to live with her mother's family in Beijing. She is introduced into an insular world in which an extended family lives within a large compound. Tensions build as whatever one family member does reverberates across the entire compound.

    An interesting view of an older, foreign culture. One of the strengths of the book is that your assessment of a given character often gradually changes as the story line unfolds.

    Overall, well worth reading.

    Two notes: The book apparently is a simplified rewrite of an older Chinese novel, Dream of the Red Chamber. I have not read the older work and am just as glad that I have not. Rather than constantly making comparisons (or being overcome with disappointment over anything that is not THE SAME as in the original novel - seen in a number of reviews), I was able to read this book for its own merits. Again, well worth reading.

    The book starts out with a number of chapters each introducing another major character. At first, I worried if I were going to keep the various characters straight, but as the book continues that does not turn out to be a problem. Don't get discouraged when you first begin the novel.



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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 14, 2012

    Great read!

    Great read!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 10, 2013

    A Masterpiece

    A Masterpiece

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 27, 2012

    I really enjoyed reading this book.

    Very interesting plots and family dynamics. I could not put it down.

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