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

Luo Xiaoran turned around and saw that it was Wang Changbo, who had just sent a personal servant to Sun Qingyuan yesterday.

"Isn't Prince Wang here too?

But I came to the clinic to see a doctor, and seeing that Prince Wang has a ruddy complexion, he is definitely not here to see a doctor."

Wang Changbo clapped the fan in his right hand to his left hand and nodded:

"This Huichun Hall is the property of my Wang family. It's not strange for me to be here, right? But why did Miss Luo come here for two consecutive days?"

Luo Xiaoran pointed at Luo Xingchen, also feeling helpless:

"You also heard yesterday that my brother and Sun Qingyuan fell into the water one after another. My brother is young and weak, so he must have been infected with the disease, right?"

Wang Changbo took a look at the listless Luo Xingchen and smacked his lips:

"If you ask me, you are unlucky. I don't know which bastard went to destroy the wooden bridge, and you happened to run into him!"

Luo Xiaoran nodded in agreement, but she didn't like Wang Changbo's joking look, so she said:

“If you ask me, Sun Qingyuan is pretty unlucky.

I was just treating patients at Huichuntang when I was bumped into by Prince Wang who came to my house for a meal. In the end, he even showed up as a servant. What a coincidence!"

Wang Changbo felt a little embarrassed when he saw Luo Xiaoran revealing his past:

Well, he deliberately went to "ridicule" Sun Qingyuan yesterday, and the most important thing was to send Sansi to him.

Of course, eating for free is not a false excuse, the food at Luo Xiaoran’s house is still delicious.

"Well, let's not talk about this for now. In five days, our Fuyuan County will hold the Autumn Temple Fair. I wonder if Miss Luo is interested in participating?"

"Temple fair?" Luo Xiaoran raised her eyebrows.

Du Kongqing explained to her: "This temple fair is held every autumn to celebrate the harvest, and is also called the 'Harvest Fair'.

There are only two temple fairs a year, and the next one will be the Spring Festival Fair next spring."

"Then you can come and join in the fun." Luo Xiaoran nodded.

Harvest symbolizes hope and temple fairs symbolize liveliness. She hasn’t participated in any large-scale events for a long time.

On the way home, Luo Xiaoran hesitated for the first time in her life. She looked at Du Kongqing and hesitated to speak. It was not until she was annoyed that she spoke:

"Kong Qing, have you ever thought about taking over your father's career and becoming the doctor of Hexi Village?"

When Du Kongqing heard this, he was stunned at first, then he smiled bitterly:

“I’ve thought about it, but apart from the rumors about my father, no one would come to me for medical treatment just because I’m a girl.

Moreover, the medical diagnosis, acupuncture and medication, and the medicinal materials are a big problem. "

“Money and medicinal materials are not a problem, I can help you solve them.

If I say, I hope you can put up a sign in Hexi Village, a sign for a medical clinic, would you be willing?"

"I only want..."

"Not so much, just, as long as you are willing, I will help you with other things, and then, just let nature take its course."

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Temple fairs, also known as "temple markets", are a form of market and are held during temple festivals or designated dates.

It is usually held in or near a temple, so it is called a "temple fair".

The temple fair in Fuyuan County is held near Anruo Temple, the only temple in the county.

Luo Xiaoran brought Luo Xingchen and Du Kongqing, who had just washed and dressed, to the county town early in the morning.

It was still early, but the streets were already filled with vendors of all sizes.

Restaurants and shops also hung red lanterns to symbolize a good harvest, and the entire street was crowded with pedestrians.

It was full of people and lively.

The three of them came to a sugar painting shop, and the stall owner was a young man.

When the stall owner saw Luo Xiaoran and the other two, who were either little girls or half-grown children, he thought to himself that business was coming and hurriedly greeted them:

"What kind of candy paintings do you want to eat? I can make most of them, and I am best at the twelve zodiac animals. The price is not expensive, three cents each."

Luo Xiaoran saw a straw cylinder standing on the stall with various sugar paintings stuck on it, which looked very beautiful.

So he turned to Luo Xingchen and Du Kongqing and said, "How about it, do you want one?"

Luo Xingchen didn't react, so Du Kongqing quickly refused: "No, three cents is too expensive, Xiaoran can just buy it for Chen'er."

Luo Xiaoran thought to herself: I am a weird aunt in her thirties at heart, and you are all children in my eyes.

What's wrong with aunt buying me some candy?

So the boss took over and waved his hand:

“When we go out to play, we have to have fun!

I remember Kong Qing was born in the year of the monkey, so let’s make a sugar painting of a little monkey.

Chen'er was born at the end of the year, and his zodiac sign is Big Dragon and Little Snake. Does Chen'er want a dragon-shaped sugar painting or a snake-shaped sugar painting? "

Luo Xingchen quickly gestured with his hands to show an animal flying, and Luo Xiaoran understood immediately:

"Dragon! Uncle, could you please give us two sugar paintings, one dragon and one monkey."

The stall owner replied "OK", then scooped out a spoonful of the boiled syrup with a spoon and started painting skillfully.

After a while, a cute little dragon appeared. The stall owner pressed a bamboo stick on it and started to draw the sugar with a knife.

Following the same method, he drew another cute little monkey.

"Here, you two take them."

The stall owner handed the sugar paintings to Luo Xingchen and Du Kongqing respectively. They were both very happy and gestured with their own little sugar figures to see whose was better looking.

Luo Xiaoran couldn't help laughing when looking at them, they were all children.

After paying the money, he led them further inside, and then they met Sun Qingyuan, whose walking posture was very strange.

"Mr. Sun, your injuries have improved a bit, why don't you rest for a few more days?"

As her brother's husband, Luo Xiaoran still had to be polite.

Sun Qingyuan was a person who didn't care about other people's opinions, so he didn't think it was a big deal to walk on the street holding his waist.

But every time I met Luo Xiaoran and Du Kongqing, I felt a little uncomfortable:

"I've been lying at home for several days and I'm almost going moldy. It just so happens that the annual harvest festival is coming up, so I have to get out and take a walk and see the sun."

Du Kongqing licked a piece of the sugar painting, and looking at Sun Qingyuan's expression, he couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Do you think that the way Young Master Sun walks with his hands on his waist looks like a pregnant woman?"

"You!..." Sun Qingyuan was furious.

"Okay Kong Qing, can you please stop arguing as soon as we meet? Aren't we going to the temple fair? Arguing will ruin your mood."

That’s enough for you little girl. You’ve let people lose their popularity. Can you find me another teacher?

"It's such a coincidence that we all met together today. Why don't we go together?"

The extremely flamboyant Wang Changbo, Young Master Wang, changed his usual simple and elegant scholar style and wore a long robe with a red background and gold edges. He walked over waving a fan, followed by a servant.

"That's fine. Young Master Wang grew up in Fuyuan County, so he must be very familiar with it. He can take us around." Luo Xiaoran made the final decision.

So, including the two young masters Sun and Wang and their servants, a group of seven people set out in a mighty manner.