The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

"Ahhh!"

Ang Lee jumped up and shook the caterpillars off like a sieve, then ran outside crying.

"I want to find my mother!"

The three of them paused, all amused by her appearance.

On the day of the winter solstice.

The family held an ancestral worship ceremony in the morning, and then the whole family gathered together in the morning to eat dumplings at the mother-of-pearl inlaid reunion table in the Fushou Hall.

Previously, Li Miao was appointed by the Emperor as the Governor of Jiangnan, and he took Li Anxiu on a trip to Jiangnan. They just returned a few days ago.

Watching the old woman serving the food, Li Anqi felt that her meticulousness was like a reflection of his own life in this era.

The old woman first placed cooked vermicelli at the bottom of the bowl, then scooped up a dumpling with each of the following fillings: chives and egg, pork and celery, roast duck and bamboo shoots, chicken breast and broad beans, and fish and corn. She then poured chicken and duck broth over it, and finally prepared various condiments such as seaweed, dried shrimp, preserved vegetables, and cilantro into a small dish.

"It's been more than half a year since I last saw Cai'er, and he's grown even taller."

Li Miao had a smile on her face, seemingly in a very good mood.

Aunt Gao, with her graceful figure, smiled and embraced Li Ancai.

"Yes, in the past six months since Master left, Cai'er has learned a lot of poetry! Master Jiang said that Cai'er stands out from the crowd and will surely become a virtuous and talented gentleman in the future! I'm sure he can even surpass the eldest son."

Finally, Aunt Gao looked at Madam Zhao with a strange expression.

Madam Zhao's expression wasn't good, but she smiled.

"They are all young masters of the Jingguo Mansion, how could they not be outstanding?"

Li Anxiu, on the other hand, appeared completely at ease, seemingly not taking Aunt Gao's words to heart.

Li Miao asked, "What new poems has Cai'er memorized this time?"

Li Anqi looked at Li Ancai.

Ang Lee opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Finally, he shuddered as if someone had pinched him hard, and then recited the text in a serious tone in a soft, sweet voice.

"Mooring at Maple Bridge at Night", by Zhang Ji (Tang Dynasty): The moon sets, crows caw, frost fills the sky; River maples and fishing lights reflect my sorrowful sleep. Outside Suzhou city, at Hanshan Temple, the midnight bell tolls to the traveler's boat.

"Good, well recited! When I went to Jiangnan, I also stayed at Hanshan Temple for a few days. Now that I think about it, this poem is really wonderful and very fitting for the occasion."

Aunt Gao was overjoyed and hurriedly asked Li Miao for a reward.

"Cai'er memorized it so well, shouldn't you reward him with something so that he will continue to work hard like this in the future?"

"what do you want?"

Li Miao glanced sideways at Aunt Gao.

“I don’t want it, but Cai’er does. Cai’er likes colorful things. Why don’t you give him that five-colored gemstone glass bottle, sir?” Aunt Gao said with a smile.

Madam Zhao said with dissatisfaction, "That five-colored gemstone glass bottle was a tribute from the Western Regions, a gift from the Emperor, and is worth a thousand gold pieces. Giving it to Cai'er just because of a poem is probably not in accordance with the rules."

“After all, it is a gift from the Emperor, so it must be properly disposed of and should not be given to Cai’er,” Li Miao said.

Aunt Gao's smile vanished abruptly, and her gaze towards Madam Zhao carried a hint of barely concealed resentment.

"Let's give this glass jade pendant to Cai'er."

Li Miao took off the glass jade pendant from her waist and handed it to the old woman behind her.

Li Ancai accepted the jade pendant from the nanny with both hands and said happily, "Thank you, Father."

Li Miao looked at Li Baoqin: "Qin'er, what have you learned from Master Qi?"

Li Baoqin smiled confidently: "My daughter is self-taught. Even if Master Jiang didn't teach her, she could still do it with ease."

"Oh? Hahahaha. Then I'll just pick one at random. If you can recite it well, I'll give you all the Suzhou embroidery I brought back from Jiangnan!"

"Which poem does the father want his daughter to recite?" Li Baoqin stood up.

"It's... Li Bai's poem 'Entering the Bar'!"

"Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return... A dappled horse, a thousand pieces of gold, call the boy to exchange them for fine wine, to dispel with you the sorrows of ages past."

Li Baoqin recited "Bring in the Wine" with great intonation, strength, and emotion.

Even Li Anqi felt excited upon hearing this.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Madam Zhao's lips.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Li Miao smiled and clapped.

"Those Suzhou embroideries are all yours, Qin'er!"

"Thank you father!"

Li Anshu seemed a little uncomfortable and secretly pursed his lips.

Seeing her like this, Li Anqi gently took her hand.

Where's the painting?

Li Miao called out names one by one.

Li Anhua was so nervous that she couldn't speak. Aunt Xia, who was standing next to her, secretly nudged her, and she quickly spoke.

"A waterfall plunges three thousand feet, a line of white egrets soars into the blue sky!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Li Baoqin burst into laughter, but seeing the serious expressions on everyone's faces, she immediately covered her mouth.

Li Miao's expression clearly showed some displeasure.

Aunt Xia smiled and smoothed things over: "As the saying goes, a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent. Our Hua'er has never been interested in poetry and literature, as you know, sir."

Li Miao didn't say much, his face was gloomy and showed no signs of improvement.

The nanny serving the dishes announced, "The dishes are served. Please, Master, Madam, Madam, the two concubines, and the young masters, enjoy your meal."

"Alright, let's all eat dumplings!" Li Miao said.

Everyone washed their hands with the help of servants before they began to eat.

Li Anshu tugged at Li Anqi's sleeve and whispered aggrievedly in her ear.

"Even your father didn't ask you to recite poems."

"It's alright. Poetry isn't meant to be memorized and recited to others; it's meant to be kept in your heart and understood," Li Anqi comforted softly.

No one spoke at the dinner table, and everyone was unusually reserved.

Li Baoqin looked subdued, as if she was somewhat uncomfortable, and stopped eating after taking a couple of bites.

After finishing his meal, the servants helped him rinse his mouth, and only then did Li Miao speak, criticizing Li Anqi and Li Anshu.

"Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping! Didn't your aunt teach you that?!"

Li Anshu shuddered in fright.

Li Anqi gently patted her back and stood up.

"Father misunderstood Qi'er and Shu'er. It was just that during this family reunion, Shu'er thought of her birth mother and said a few words to Qi'er."

Hearing Li Anqi say this, Li Miao's expression softened considerably.

Xu Shuyuan, the biological mother of Li Anqi and Li Anshu, was originally Li Miao's personal maid. She had grown up with Li Miao since childhood, and Li Miao treated her well.

"What did Shu'er say to you?" Li Miao asked.

"Shu'er said she wanted to recite a poem for Aunt Xu."

Li Anqi looked at Li Anshu.

"Oh? Which one do you want to memorize? Go ahead and memorize it!"

Li Anshu looked at Li Anqi, then at Li Miao, and spoke with tears in his eyes.

"Song of the Wanderer" by Meng Jiao: The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son. Before his departure, she sews them carefully, fearing his long absence. Who says that the heart of a blade of grass can repay the warmth of spring?

Li Anshu recited the poem "Song of the Wanderer" while crying.

The old lady couldn't help but wipe the corner of her eye with a handkerchief.

Li Miao's resolute expression softened, as if he were remembering the deceased or cherishing his young daughter.

"You recited it well, you recited it well! What does the book want? Tell your father, and I'll give it to you!"