The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Li Anqi stood up and bowed, but hurriedly declined.

"Qi'er dares not take on such a heavy responsibility. Although you have just married into the family, you are the young mistress of the Jingguo Mansion and should bear the heavy responsibility of managing the household."

Zuo Siyun looked up triumphantly, her eyes seeming to say: You know what's good for you!

"Yes, let's leave it to Siyun. I'm sure she'll manage the Jingguo Mansion perfectly. I have complete peace of mind! Hahahaha," the old lady laughed.

Madam Zhao looked at Li Miao and saw Li Miao nod.

"Then, let's do as the old lady says."

After Madam Zhao finished speaking, she asked someone to bring the household management tokens, and hesitantly handed them to Zuo Siyun.

Zuo Siyun smiled and hugged the pair of cards to her chest, overjoyed.

After breakfast, the old lady left Li Anqi at Fushou Hall.

"Second daughter, you were wronged just now." The old lady stroked Li Anqi's hair affectionately.

Li Anqi shook his head and joked, "If she can't even handle this little bit of grievance, then if anyone says anything bad about her in the future, she might jump into the river."

The old woman feigned anger: "You're just talking nonsense!"

"Alright, I was just joking with you. You know Qi'er best. These are the things that Qi'er is least afraid of."

"Actually, I'm at ease leaving this family in your hands. I've raised Zhilan since she was little, and you're so meticulous; there's nothing you can't do well."

"You... understand."

The old lady nodded and said, "Madam Zhao did indeed fall short in some ways, but she is, after all, your father's wife and Anxiu's biological mother. We are a large family with many people and many things to deal with, so I, this old woman, will just turn a blind eye to many things and let them pass."

Li Anqi remained silent.

"Yesterday, Madam Wei told me about your marriage. I know that although you appear obedient, you are actually quite opinionated."

The old lady patted Li Anqi's hand and smiled.

"Don't worry, as long as this old woman is alive and can still make decisions for you, I will definitely let you choose one you like!"

Li Anqi blushed slightly and asked, "What if my granddaughter doesn't choose a good one?"

"I trust your judgment, hahahahaha."

The old lady threw her head back and laughed.

A thought popped into Li Anqi's mind, her heart fluttered slightly, and her face flushed even more with a touch of shyness.

Leave Fushou Hall.

Remembering the urgent matter Ling Ye had mentioned the day before, Li Anqi immediately sent someone to invite Li Anxiu to the Banana Pavilion.

"Sister Chess".

Li Anxiu has arrived.

On the very first day of his marriage, he showed no joy whatsoever, and even appeared somewhat dejected.

“Brother, you seem to have something on your mind,” Li Anqi said.

"You saw it just now... she's spoiled and superficial, far from what I thought she was."

Li Anxiu stared blankly at the banana leaf, feeling helpless.

Qiu Yue quietly looked up and glanced at Li Anxiu.

Li Anqi knew that the "she" Li Anxiu was referring to was Zuo Siyun.

"Even if she is not like Qiu Fu, my sister-in-law is not without her own admirable qualities. For example, her affection for her brother."

Li Anxiu remained silent, a look of worry on his brow.

Li Anqi took the wrapped poetry collection from Qiuyue's hand and gave it to Li Anxiu.

"This is a copy of Wang Wei's poems by my younger sister. The paper was dyed with holly leaf juice and mica powder. I'm sure you'll like it, brother."

Li Anxiu held the poetry collection in his hands.

Looking at the meticulously crafted, shimmering, azure-green poetry paper.

Two points of light gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I'm naturally pleased with my sister's thoughtfulness," Li Anxiu finally smiled.

Li Anqi looked at Qiuyue, gesturing for her to step back.

Li Anqi only spoke after Qiuyue left.

"Yesterday, Ninth Master came to see my sister and told her something."

Li Anqi told Li Anxiu everything that Ling Ye had said yesterday about someone impeaching Li Miao.

"Ninth Master said that only the Emperor and a few important officials in the court know about this matter at present, and asked his elder brother and father to be careful."

Li Anxiu nodded solemnly.

"I will tell my father about this and tell him to be careful."

Li Anxiu looked at Li Anqi and continued, "Ninth Master will lead his troops out to war in three days. I happen to be taking Siyun back to her parents' home, so I can't see him off."

"..."

Li Anqi touched the tamarind bracelet on his wrist.

"I consider you a confidant, and so does Ninth Master. Ninth Master is on this campaign, and I don't know when he will return. The days of drinking and singing together, talking about everything under the sun, are probably gone forever. I just hope he will be safe and sound."

Li Anxiu paused for a moment, then said, "Why don't you go in my place and see him off?"

Li Anqi shook his head: "No need."

At Li Baoqin's invitation.

Li Anqi finally arrived at the "high-end hotel" Haoyue Lanting that Li Baoqin had mentioned.

Haoyue Lanting, formerly known as Hongjinglou, was a favorite restaurant among the powerful and famous in the capital.

Li Baoqin and Xiao Wang somehow managed to get Shi Xiang, the former owner of Hongjinglou, to open Haoyue Lanting together.

Haoyue Lanting is located in the most prosperous central area of ​​Beijing. It covers an area of ​​about five or six acres, is six stories high, and has a magnificent and grand exterior and a luxurious and exquisite interior.

The first floor is a reception and exhibition hall, with famous books and calligraphy and paintings from ancient and modern times hanging on the four walls.

The second floor is where you can eat, with hot pot, barbecue, stir-fry, soup, dim sum, and fruit options—you can find whatever you want to eat.

The third floor is a tavern, offering not only various alcoholic beverages but also a variety of fruit juices and milk teas.

In the center of the public area, dancers performed, accompanied by musicians.

In addition, there are exquisitely decorated private rooms where you can play chess and chat, order food and wine, or invite the street performers to play music.

The fourth floor is the entertainment hall, which features shadow puppetry, Peking Opera, storytelling, and acrobatics, all in different halls.

The fifth floor is mainly for massage and acupuncture. Li Baoqin specially invited several reputable traditional Chinese medicine doctors and massage therapists, where guests can recuperate and rest.

The sixth floor houses guest rooms, with three different types: "Sky," "Earth," and "Human." The size, service, and price of the guest rooms decrease with each type.

After touring the entire Haoyue Lanting, Li Anqi is currently on the third floor of Xianyue Pavilion, chatting and brewing tea with Prince Xiao, Li Baoqin.

"It seems that you have to pay ten taels of silver to enter my Haoyue Lanting!"

Li Baoqin draped one arm over Xiao Wang's shoulder, showing off in an exaggerated manner.

"Food and drinks are ordered at the price, but private rooms cost extra, playing the zither costs extra, acupuncture and massage cost extra, and lodging costs extra. The daily turnover alone is at least several hundred taels of silver, and sometimes over a thousand taels!"

Li Baoqin leaned forward and asked Li Anqi, who was sitting across the table, with a smile.

"How about that?! I'm about to become the richest man in Xinchao, aren't you envious?!"

Li Anqi smiled slightly: "Congratulations, elder sister, your wish has come true."

Seeing that Li Anqi did not show the expected surprised expression, Li Baoqin instantly lost interest.

She patted Xiao Wang on the shoulder with a sullen face: "I told you, she's an idiot, she's no fun at all."

Xiao Wang smiled slightly and poured Li Anqi a cup of tea.

"Try this year's newly delivered West Lake Longjing tea."

Li Anqi picked up the teacup, smelled it first, and then tasted it.

"The tea has a fresh and delicate aroma, and a refreshing and mellow taste. It is indeed very good."

“Last winter, Miss Qi wrote a letter to me, do you remember?” King Xiao asked.

"What letter? When was it written?! How come I didn't know about it?!" Li Baoqin asked hurriedly.