Chapter 5, Troubles
If she were to utilize the knowledge of future generations, what could she make use of
Since Ermo was entrusted to be personally raised by Brother Duan, she has only been responsible for taking care of the little girl, in addition to some trivial matters in the kitchen. Noticing that the little girl has not been very spirited these past two days, she felt somewhat worried and thought of various ways to amuse her, as well as teaching her to speak
What else is there? Mathematical knowledge? Modern accounting systems? Business management? However, none of these are her strengths. Even if she could borrow them, she wouldn't master them, and they would soon be exposed. What she is relatively good at is English, but just as she was concerned before, it is certainly different from the classical English spoken in the 'present' West.
Prince Zheng submitted a memorial to the capital to plead for forgiveness, and then confined the young son of Fu Cha in the royal residence. Within a few days, news emerged that the boy had died, and the body was returned to Fu Cha along with a sum of silver. Fu Cha, along with his entire family, left Fengtian, their whereabouts unknown, with rumors suggesting they went to Ningguta. Those who had known him in the past, upon hearing of this incident, expressed their deep regret.
Changfu picked up Duan Ge'er and complained to his wife: "Why didn't you keep a closer eye on them? These two little ancestors have been frightened, and you're going to get scolded when we go back. We finally have a few days of peace, how can you be so careless?" Er Mo said nothing and followed her husband home.
Liu Xixi clung to Er Mo's neck and turned to look back, only to see that Fu Cha stood alone in the middle of the street, his face dark and showing signs of aging.
Alas, why didn't I take a closer look at the history of the Qing Dynasty back then? Even reading more time-travel novels set in the Qing Dynasty would have been better than being completely in the dark now
He shouted as he managed to escape right in front of Duan Ge'er. Duan Ge'er looked at his distorted, hideous face, so frightened that he couldn't move. Er Mo was also stunned with fear, while Liu Xixi was terrified by his dreadful appearance, her eyes wide open, simply staring at him.
His subordinates were moving people, and it was unclear where that kid got his strength from, as he managed to kick one person down, escape from the crowd's grasp, and slip into the throng. A group of people hurriedly ran to pull him back
Liu Xixi pondered for a long time and concluded that she did not possess much of an advantage over the people of this era, at most having a broader perspective. Many of the knowledge from later generations would be of no use to her since she had not delved deeply into them. Moreover, by the time she grew up to an age where she could utilize this knowledge, many years would have passed, and by then, she would likely have forgotten most of it
This incident served as a wake-up call for Liu Xixi. Although she was in the body of a little girl over one year old, with little personality to speak of, if she were to act too out of line in the future, it would inevitably lead to trouble. Before her time travel, she was not someone who sought the spotlight; her temperament was always gentle and introverted, and she did not enjoy going out much, preferring to stay at home as a homebody. Therefore, becoming an unfree woman in ancient times was not too difficult for her, as long as she could live her life well
His youngest son was stunned by the slap. When he regained consciousness, he found himself trapped, and his eyes shot fiery anger at his father, cursing him profusely, "How dare you hit me, you bastard! I’ll get you!" Upon hearing this, his grandmother's eyes rolled back, and she fainted. His wife hurriedly called for people to carry her home. Fu Cha was so enraged that his veins bulged, and he stuffed a cloth into his son's mouth. Several people nearby held him down, but they could not stop his struggles. Eventually, someone struck the back of his neck with a knife-hand, causing him to lose consciousness. The crowd hastily lifted him onto a cart and drove away.
Firstly, this is the Qing Dynasty, and Tang poetry and Song lyrics are no longer applicable. She remembers little of the poetry from after the Qing Dynasty, and even the poems in "Dream of the Red Chamber" are only recalled in fragments. As for the poetry from the late Qing and Republican periods, it is mostly the poets expressing their feelings of national decline, which is very inconsistent with the social environment of the time. Regarding the famous poems of Chairman Mao, unless she is foolish, how could she dare to present them? What if she is accused of rebellion? Wouldn't she end up in the same predicament as the wealthy young men? Moreover, in this era, becoming a talented poetess is not something that can be achieved with just one or two poems. Even if one can momentarily impress others, a lack of quality works afterward will lead to exposure.
However, it is rare to have the opportunity to traverse time. For her, a university graduate educated in the 21st century, being confined to the role of a sheltered young lady who never steps outside is somewhat unbalanced. She had been walking along the road when she suddenly encountered an accident and crossed over; she had no mental preparation for death, and thus did not entertain the thought of "I have gained another life; as long as I can live, that is enough." She also hopes that after this rebirth, she can do things that she could not do in her previous life and make up for some of the regrets she had. Moreover, having spent a few years immersed in the online literature of Jinjiang, she has read numerous time-travel novels. Can she really not utilize the knowledge from her past life? She feels she can somewhat understand the frustration of the young master from the Fu Cha family.
That day, Liu Xixi was indeed a bit frightened. Looking back, it was probably the trouble caused by that time-traveling kid's words like "harem" and "becoming a king or an emperor." Moreover, due to the stark difference in personality and interests from his previous self, it aroused suspicion among his family. Even his mother believed that an evil spirit had possessed her son and was unwilling to save him
Once again, it is singing and dancing. This is even more out of the question. In her past life, she was tone-deaf, and although she practiced dance as a child, she hasn't touched it in over a decade. Moreover, since she has decided not to get involved with the digital princes, why would she sing or dance? Furthermore, modern songs and dances do not align with the sensibilities of the Qing Dynasty people. In the time of the Qing Dynasty novels, the female protagonist's songs about love and affection could easily attract the admiration of handsome men, but in an era where even a little girl discussing others' gossip is frowned upon, singing such songs would surely lead to being labeled as a monster.
The Qing Dynasty穿文 is not history; what is written in it may not be accurate and should never be used as a history textbook. Moreover, she has not read Qing Dynasty穿文 for two years. Additionally, Liu Xixi is not particularly interested in that group of numerical legions. Reading is one thing, but in reality, who would want to compete with a large group of women for a man, especially when that man might bring trouble? Weighing the options, she ultimately decided that it is better to remain low-key and not stand out. She cannot compare herself to those women who have a background in history.
After about a month, every household began to prepare for the New Year, and this matter gradually faded from people's discussions. Only a young relative named Changgui, who accompanied Zhang Bao to the yamen, revealed information he had heard from other servants in the yamen under the pressure of Xiao Tao's new shoes and snacks.
That day, she coaxed little Niuniu for quite a while, which made Liu Xixi impatient. She then called out "Mó, Mó" twice, delighting Er Mó as if she had received some great news, and hurriedly took her to report the good news to the Tong family.
However, one thing is certain: Shakespeare had already died by this time, though it had only been a few decades since his death
Duan Ge'er was quite frightened this time. Tong Shi scolded Er Mo harshly, and even Xiao Mei received a few slaps. Fortunately, Duan Ge'er was merely scared and did not develop any symptoms. Soon, he remembered that his little sister had also been frightened, and he insisted that Xiao Mei take him to see Xiao Niu Niu. Only after seeing that she was fine did he relent.
Fu Cha rushed forward a few steps, delivering a sharp slap to his younger son, shouting: "Beast! Do you still dare to speak nonsense? Shut your mouth!" After saying this, he personally grabbed the ropes from the hands of several men and bound his younger son, then took off his coat, rolled it up, and intended to gag him.
Next, there are small inventions. Glass is already available and quite common. Gunpowder and firearms also exist, and even if they didn't, a little girl like her would have no opportunity to excel in this area. Brewing? Isn't that something rich kids have done? She has failed, and she doesn't know how to brew. Clocks? Please, the Qing Dynasty already had Western clocks, okay? Moreover, aside from knowing that clocks require gears, she knows nothing else. She has failed, and she doesn't know how to brew. Clocks? Please, the Qing Dynasty already had Western clocks, okay? Moreover, aside from knowing that clocks require gears, she knows nothing else. She has read many time-travel novels in the past, where the protagonists possess extraordinary skills, but when it comes to her, she is completely in the dark. She is not good at science and is not interested in scientific magazines. She cannot create airplanes, cannons, or ships, but perhaps in the future, she might have an inspiration and create some small things.
The young man on the horse is the current Prince Zheng, the legitimate brother of Fucha. He grew impatient listening to their weeping and called his subordinates to quickly load his young nephew onto the carriage, disregarding his half-brother, and rode away with his companions.
She inevitably felt a bit discouraged and was down for quite a while
In conclusion, it is likely that plagiarizing the poetry of "predecessors" will no longer be acceptable
Then, there is historical knowledge. Many women who traverse the Qing dynasty rely on their understanding of history to navigate the power struggles during the succession of the Nine Dragons, influencing events and gaining favor. Can she do that
Shaking her head, Liu Xixi was well aware that she was not an expert in Qing Dynasty history. She only knew that the last emperor was the Fourth, the crown prince was deposed twice, the Eighth and Ninth met unfortunate ends, the Thirteenth died young, and the Fourteenth guarded the tomb. Among the princes, a few had notable wives; the crown prince's wife was from the Shi family, the Fourth's wives included the Ula Nara, Niuhulu, and Li families, and there seemed to be a sister of Nian Gengyao. The Eighth was married to the Guo Luo Luo family, and the Fourteenth to the Wanyan family. Beyond that, she could not recall. She could not articulate the specific historical facts, nor could she remember the exact years in which these events occurred. Moreover, this knowledge was derived from Qing Dynasty time-travel literature.
As the onlookers saw the excitement dissipate, they gradually dispersed. Duan Ge'er had not yet caught his breath and stood there in a daze. Er Mó felt her legs weaken. Fortunately, Liu Xixi noticed that Duan Ge'er's hand was somewhat unsteady and called out, prompting Er Mó to realize the situation and hurriedly pass the child over. At that moment, someone suddenly rushed out from the side, startling her, only to discover it was her husband.
Perhaps in a moment of crisis, human potential is greatly amplified. That eleven-year-old child actually knocked down several adults, with veins bulging from his neck, shouting: "Why? Why? I refuse to listen to you, I will not submit! You are nothing but powerless and fallen princes, how dare you show off in front of me? Why can others rise to greatness while I am destined to die? I will not submit! I will not submit! Heaven has allowed me to traverse to this era, and it is to create my own事业! You are nothing but powerless and fallen princes, how dare you show off in front of me? Why can others rise to greatness while I am destined to die? I will not submit! I will not submit! Heaven has allowed me to traverse to this era, and it is to create my own事业! I will not die! I will not die! Just wait until I achieve success in the future, and see how I will deal with you! I will take revenge! I will take revenge! ! !"
Although he is young, he understands right from wrong and recognizes that this time he acted recklessly. He took the initiative to apologize to his parents. Zhang Bao and Tong Shi felt very gratified to see him so sensible, and they only symbolically punished him by asking him to write an essay, without blaming him. However, he himself acknowledged his mistake and changed his previous playful nature, beginning to study earnestly. Although his parents were pleased, they were also worried that he was too young and might wear himself out, so they reminded him every day to rest more and eat well
Originally, this body was just over one year old and had not yet learned to speak. Tong was worried that she was speaking too late. She heard from others that having a talkative person nearby could encourage a child to start speaking earlier. Unfortunately, Er Mo was a person of few words, so she bought a loquacious little Tao to bring home. However, Little Tao spoke only behind Xiao Niuniu's back, leaving the task still to Er Mo.