The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

"And Brother Anxiu? Who is your favorite poet?" Ling Ye asked.

"Your humble servant admires Wang Wei the most."

“Wang Wei’s poems have a serene and lofty artistic conception, with a Zen-like quality, which is quite similar to your temperament, brother,” Li Anqi said.

"I'm coming!"

Ling Ye stood up, abruptly reeled in his line, and caught a carp.

Seeing that Ling Ye and Li Anxiu had caught fish one after another, while he was the only one without a bite, Li Anqi looked at the still fishing rod in front of him and suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

"Fishing has its ups and downs, stories have their rhythms, and life has its bumps. But not everyone who fishes will have that moment when a fish bites. Some people fish to calm their minds and cultivate themselves, some people want to fish but can't catch anything, and there are other reasons as well. Perhaps only Jiang Taigong knows a thing or two."

Ling Ye pondered Li Anqi's words for a while and smiled, "I didn't expect Miss Qi to have a touch of Buddhist nature."

Li Anxiu also smiled and said, "Otherwise, why would I consider you a confidant?"

Li Anqi slightly curled the corners of his mouth: "Just nonsense."

Ripples spread across the water's surface, and suddenly there was movement.

"A fish is hooked!"

Li Anqi was extremely excited. He imitated Li Anxiu by pulling and releasing the line gradually, and finally pulled the fish out of the water.

It is a silver carp.

Ling Ye quickly stepped forward to help her take the fish off the basket and put it in.

"Now all three of us fishermen at the lakeside pavilion have caught fish, so it's a perfect ending," Ling Ye said with a smile.

Ling Ye ordered his servant to bring a charcoal stove, a grill, and spices, which he then placed on the stone table in the pavilion.

The three of them sat down on the stone bench.

Ling Ye then prepared the fish he had just caught and placed it on the grill.

Li Anxiu then ordered his servant to bring bowls, chopsticks, cups, and wine jars.

Seeing the high level of understanding between the two, Li Anqi knew at a glance that this wasn't their first time.

"This is Xinghua Village, Second Sister, please have a taste."

Li Anxiu set out the bowls and chopsticks and poured wine for the two of them.

"Come!"

Ling Ye raised his wine cup, clinked it with the two men, and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Anqi took a small sip.

Xinghua Village is slightly spicy at first bite, but after it moistens the intestines, it feels soft and sweet with a long aftertaste.

"May I ask where the tavern is? A shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. Today's drink is a chance to chat and share stories with the shepherd boy," Li Anqi said.

Ling Ye and Li Anxiu both laughed.

Ling Ye flipped the fish over and sprinkled it with spices and vinegar.

The fish skin sizzled, and white smoke carrying a fragrant aroma wafted out.

"Second sister is in luck. Ninth Master's grilled fish is absolutely delicious. I doubt anyone in the entire capital can surpass it," Li Anxiu said.

Ling Ye placed the fish belly meat into Li Anqi's bowl: "This piece of meat is the best, try it."

"Thank you, Ninth Master."

Li Anqi put the meat in his mouth, his expression one of subtle surprise.

"Crispy and tender, with absolutely no fishy smell, it can be called a delicacy!"

"Looks like I can open a restaurant then? Hahahaha," Ling Ye said with a laugh.

The three men toasted each other, and as their conversation reached a climax, Ling Ye proposed a poetry contest.

"I'll go first." Ling Ye looked at the layered mountain shadows outside the lake and said, "Red, yellow, and blue overlap the autumn crossing of the mountain."

Li Anqi lowered his head in thought, looking at the fish on the grill, and continued, "Sweet, sour, and spicy, sprinkled with Chenghu fish."

Ling Ye's eyes lit up.

"It's Anxiu's turn."

Li Anxiu looked at the woodcutter carrying firewood by the lake and said, "The woodcutter on the shore is unaware of what is happening."

Li Anqi was already slightly tipsy and in high spirits. He raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, then immediately replied, "How long will the immortal guest on the lake be drunk?"

"Excellent! How long will this immortal guest on the lake be drunk! Hahahaha!"

Ling Ye burst into laughter, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Li Anqi.

"Someone, quickly go and fetch the zither!"

Ling Ye stood up, seemingly eager to play the zither.

The servant responded and went to fetch the zither.

Li Anqi suddenly noticed a purse fall from Ling Ye's body.

That purse was the camellia purse that I had lost.

Li Anqi's face suddenly flushed.

Fortunately, she was already half-drunk, and her cheeks were naturally flushed, so no one could tell that she was not drunk.

Li Anxiu also saw the fallen camellia purse and immediately picked it up for Ling Ye.

"Didn't Ninth Master previously have a lotus-patterned purse? When did it change to a camellia?" Li Anxiu asked.

Ling Ye's face was also slightly flushed from the alcohol. He smiled at Li Anqi but didn't say anything.

“The lotus rises from the mud yet remains unstained, washed by clear ripples yet not seductive; it is a perfect match for Ninth Master,” Li Anqi said.

"How did you know? My nickname is Lian'er," Ling Ye asked.

Li Anxiu couldn't help but laugh: "Ninth Master, such a refined gentleman, has such a delicate nickname."

Li Anqi held a handkerchief between his fingers and gently covered his mouth to hide his smile, but he still couldn't escape Ling Ye's eyes.

Ling Ye didn't mind at all, and said to Li Anqi with a smile, "You just said lotus flowers are good, but now you think they're delicate?"

Li Anqi put down the handkerchief, looked at Ling Ye, and said, "This nickname is very good."

Ling Ye stared at her, completely absorbed.

Just then, the servant returned carrying the zither.

"Ninth Master, the zither has been brought."

The servant removed the oven and grill, spread a layer of silk cloth on the table, and then placed the zither on the table.

Ling Ye sat on the stone bench, gently stroking the strings of the zither, his thoughts gradually drifting into a distant realm.

"My mother loved playing the piano most when she was alive."

Li Anqi and Li Anxiu watched him quietly.

Ling Ye said, "This zither is called Si Hai. I acquired it when I was traveling around the country and came to the area of ​​Beiyuan and Donghai."

Ling Ye smiled and began to tell the story related to the zither.

“There is a legend in the East China Sea. A young couple who lived in a fishing village by the sea fell in love and cherished each other. But one year, the girl’s father offered her as a sacrifice to the sea god in a sea ritual. From then on, the girl transformed into a mermaid and could no longer see the boy. The boy then played his zither on the shore every day, hoping to get a response.”

"Finally, one day, the ethereal sound of a conch shell echoed from the seashore. The sound of the conch shell harmonized with the music of a zither, and the girl who had transformed into a mermaid finally appeared and met the boy again. The boy did not mind the girl's fishtail, but instead hid her in a water tank, intending to elope with her."

"When the sea god learned of this, he was furious and transformed into a tsunami that submerged the entire village. Apart from the girl, no other living being survived the tsunami... From then on, the girl wept every day while holding the conch shell. As her tears dried up, her soul, like a candle flame, gradually burned and turned to ashes."

"So there's such a touching story behind this instrument," Li Anqi said.

Ling Ye smiled slightly and said to the two of them, "Such a beautiful day and night, it would be a pity not to play a tune!"

After saying that, he plucked the strings and began to play.

The zither music was ethereal and melodious, with lingering notes that seemed to move the entire Fengdu Mountain.

The three-colored maple leaves rustled, harmonizing with the sound of the piano.

Li Anqi felt that he might be drunk, and his body moved with his emotions, so he started dancing to the music.

Ling Ye looked at Li Anqi.

Their eyes met.

Li Anqi suddenly felt a connection made to a certain part of his mind, and briefly forgot about the universe and everything around him.

All that remained in my eyes was the person playing the zither.

Li Anxiu picked up his chopsticks, tapped the porcelain bowl, and responded to the music.

One person plays the piano, one person dances, and one person plays instruments.

Under the moonlit lake pavilion, I dance with my shadow, a scene reminiscent of the mortal world.

To have made this journey in life is to have no regrets.

……

The Jingguo Mansion has a deep and secluded courtyard.

When osmanthus flowers are displayed in every courtyard and hall, the entire household knows that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

On the afternoon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the old lady led the women of the household in a moon-worshiping ceremony. After the ceremony, a banquet was held in the pavilion by the water in the mansion for a reunion dinner.

The reason for setting up the banquet in the waterside pavilion was mainly to make it convenient for moon viewing.

The icy moon in the sky and the jade plate in the water reflect each other, creating a beautiful and evocative scene.

The nanny serving the meal cut a mooncake weighing several pounds into small pieces and distributed them to the masters at the table.

As is customary, conversation and laughter can only begin after the main meal has been finished.

"Sister, what exactly happened between you and my elder sister on the day of the old lady's birthday?"

Li Anshu tugged at Li Anqi's sleeve and asked in a low voice.