Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

"Yes, if Qingyuan had taken the exam this year, he would have passed and ranked higher than me. It's a pity that he didn't take part in the provincial exam."

Wang Changbo suppressed his smile of watching the fun, stared at Sun Qingyuan, and said with a look of disappointment.

"To take the examination for a Juren, one must first be a student.

It seems that Master Sun has some achievements to his name, no wonder he dared to argue with Constable Qian and was so calm and composed from beginning to end."

Luo Xiaoran let go of Sun Qingyuan's arm and looked up and down at this lazy and even decadent young man. She never expected that he was actually a scholar.

Some people can make a living with their looks, but they insist on relying on their talents~~

Haha, just kidding.

Sun Qingyuan shook his arm, which had been restrained for a long time. He vaguely felt that the piece of flesh pinched by Luo Xiaoran was hot and painful, and it might even be bruised. He felt even worse:

"Yes, that's why I said that you were meddling in other people's business, Miss Luo, and it was true!"

Luo Xiaoran looked at Sun Qingyuan's annoying mouth and felt that it shouldn't appear on such a handsome face. It was such a pity that she couldn't help but retort.

“But I have never heard of any scholar who makes a living by selling calligraphy and paintings.

It seems that I am not only nosy, but also ignorant. "

"you!"

Although Sun Qingyuan appears to not care about fame and fortune, he is still extremely conceited deep down in his heart.

Even if I have fallen to this state, I will never leave my pen and paper.

Luo Xiaoran directly laid the naked reality on the table, revealing his last layer of disguise.

"What do you mean?" Luo Xiaoran continued to ask:

"This Mr. Wang is your classmate and friend. His family background and achievements are even better than yours. He is always cautious and polite when interacting with others.

I don't know where you get the confidence from to be so rude to someone you've never met who's helping you?

And unfortunately, I tend to hold grudges, so please bear with me."

"Me!" Sun Qingyuan blushed instantly.

"What about me?" Luo Xiaoran remained calm.

"You two young ladies are accompanied by a child, both of you are women and children.

I didn't expect that one of them is sharp-tongued (Du Kongqing), while the other one is not only sharp-tongued, but also stronger than a man (Luo Xiaoran)!

It seems that I am unlucky today because I didn’t check the almanac before going out.”

Wang Changbo had watched enough of the fun and felt deeply sorry for his childhood friend Sun Qingyuan, who was being bullied by Luo Xiaoran.

Thinking of this, Wang Changbo was very sad, so he quickly stepped forward to add fuel to the fire:

"Qingyuan, I'm not saying anything bad about you. It's okay that you're usually cold and indifferent to me. After all, I'm older than you and I've always treated you as my younger brother. As your elder brother, I won't bother with you.

But today you really went too far!

Miss Luo, such a beautiful lady, came to my aid, which is a legendary feat of a beauty saving a hero, but you didn't appreciate it and even spoke rudely. I really don't know what to say to you!"

Luo Xiaoran:······Thank you for the compliment.

Du Kongqing:...Are these two really close friends who grew up together?

Sun Qingyuan: ...Go to hell!

"Who is your brother? Wang Changbo, you rely on the fact that you were born one day earlier than me to take advantage of me. You are so shameless!"

Wang Changbo ignored Sun Qingyuan who was jumping up and down, and looked at Luo Xiaoran with a slightly apologetic look, and said in a tone of "the younger brother at home is making trouble and the elder brother is very helpless":

"My brother has been unruly and wild since he was young. He needs discipline. I'm sorry to make Miss Luo laugh.

"Why don't I pay Miss Luo's thirty cents for him?"

When she was in college in her previous life, Luo Xiaoran often heard:

The relationships in the boys' dormitory are complicated. They all enjoy conquering others and making them call themselves "Dad". If they cannot be "Dad", they will at least be "Brother".

Anyway, it's all about seniority, and you have to work hard to become the one with the oldest seniority.

Now, witnessing the mutual insults between the brothers Wang Changbo and Sun Qingyuan, Luo Xiaoran felt deeply:

From ancient times to the present, men remain young until they die.

"No, this money is for Mr. Sun. Since he said he has already paid the stall fee, please ask Mr. Sun to help me get the money back."

If you don't come back, you will become the first scholar in history who died young because of thirty cents.

And I'm sure you can't get any money back from Constable Qian with your broken mouth.

Sun Qingyuan obviously also realized this. He had a stone face and did not speak a word, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

Luo Xiaoran looked down at Luo Xingchen. This Chen'er didn't know that his sister had gone through so much trouble just to find a calligraphy teacher for him.

hey~~

It’s not easy to be the eldest sister, Ranran sighed.

Endless worry~~

Looking up, Luo Xiaoran regained her calm expression, as steady as a pine tree, looking at Sun Qingyuan in front of her, her tone very gentle:

"To be honest, my family is in need of a teacher. I wonder if Mr. Sun can take on the role?"

"I don't..."

Before Sun Qingyuan finished his refusal, he saw Luo Xiaoran stretched out his hands and broke the brush on the table.

This is a solid elm pen holder, how could it be broken so easily by Luo Xiaoran?

Sun Qingyuan touched his still aching arm, and his hair stood on end, as if it was his own arm that was broken.

Luo Xiaoran's image is gentle and refined, exuding a gentle aura, as if she was covered with a layer of soft light filter:

"I am a reasonable person. If Mr. Sun doesn't want to, I won't force you."

Look at my sincere eyes O(n_n)O

Wang Changbo came over, picked up the broken pen on the table, and observed it closely.

There were splinters of wood sticking out from the broken part, confirming that it was undoubtedly caused by brute force.

Turning around, Wang Changbo patted Sun Qingyuan on the shoulder:

"I think with your talent, Qingyuan, you will definitely be able to teach Miss Luo's brother well."

Wang Changbo's tone was extremely solemn and sincere, almost as if he was swearing to the heavens.

Sun Qingyuan glanced at Wang Changbo, who was trying madly to hold back his laughter. His chest felt as if it was burning in flames and he almost couldn't breathe.

Turning his gaze, he saw the dignified and lovely Luo Xiaoran. There seemed to be a faint smile on her face, but her eyes were like a deep well, extremely cold.

Sun Qingyuan suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water was poured on him, extinguishing the anger in his heart.

"Since Miss Luo thinks highly of me, it is not impossible to discuss it."

"Oh, what does Master Sun want?"

I am not afraid that you will make demands, but I am afraid that you will have no desires or desires.

"You've heard that I've been unlucky and my family has fallen into poverty. Now I have only a few acres of thin land to farm and a shabby house to live in. I'm afraid there's no suitable place to teach your brother."

"That's easy. I don't know where Master Sun lives now. I can just build a private school for him nearby."

Luo Xiaoran still has a lot of silver, money and jewelry in her hands, so she is not short of money at this stage.

It’s quite embarrassing to say this, as a rich person like her doesn’t seem to fit the setting of a time-traveling farming girl.

"Hedong Village."