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

Uncle Xiang quickly delivered the mooncakes to each household that Luo Xiaoran had instructed, and then returned with each family's gratitude.

The dining table was already filled with food, and Ruyi was placing the dishes and chopsticks in place.

There is a small wine glass in front of each set of bowls and chopsticks, which is filled with light yellow osmanthus wine, and the whole room is filled with the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus.

After everyone sat down, Luo Xiaoran raised his glass and looked around:

"The autumn breeze brings coolness and the sweet osmanthus fragrance fills the air. Today we will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with this cup of sweet osmanthus wine!"

"Dry!"

"cheers!"

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

……

No one at the table could drink, so they symbolically drank the glass of wine and started eating.

Luo Xiaoran was immersed in the delicious dinner, and so was Luo Xingchen.

Du Kongqing has been in a state of "not talking while eating" because his mother Du Kang was beside him.

Du Kang's eating posture was very elegant, like a lady from a noble family who had received special training.

Although Sun Qingyuan had an unruly personality, he had definitely learned some etiquette.

Therefore, at the entire dinner table, only he and Du Kang had the most proper eating posture.

Luo Xiaoran eats in a quiet manner yet is also bold and casual.

Sansi ate rather reservedly. He was a trained servant and knew that servants could not eat at the same table with their masters.

Although Luo Xiaoran's family didn't care about this and Sun Qingyuan agreed to it, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Also serving as servants were Uncle Xiang and his family of three.

They have not received training and may not know the rule that "master and servant do not eat at the same table."

But if they knew, they would probably not disobey their master Luo Xiaoran if she told them to eat together.

There was a third person at the table who ate very politely, someone like Du Kang or Sun Qingyuan, and that person was Luo Xingchen.

Luo Xiaoran and Luo Xingchen have been together for such a long time that they have already noticed this problem.

Uncle Li once said that Luo Xingchen had an extraordinary background. Now it seems that he should have been taught relevant etiquette.

In other words, under the influence of adults, children have rules in their behavior at a young age.

After eating and drinking, at Luo Xiaoran's suggestion, everyone decided to stay and enjoy the moon.

There was a large square table in the yard, on which were placed pomegranates, apples, persimmons, hawthorns, etc. that Luo Xiaoran had bought before, as well as a pot of osmanthus wine.

Everyone sat together, quiet and comfortable.

"They say the moon is fullest on the 15th and 16th. I think the moon tonight is very full!"

Du Kongqing finally got used to the situation of appearing in the Dong family's house with his mother, and took the initiative to speak.

"It's just a harmless saying. Don't take it too seriously."

Sun Qingyuan raised his hand and took a glass of osmanthus wine, speaking in a lazy tone.

Looking at his face again, his eyes were blurry and his fair face was slightly red, and it was obvious that he was drunk.

Seeing the Master's look, Luo Xingchen felt a little worried, so he walked up carefully and pulled his sleeve.

Sun Qingyuan looked down at the first disciple in his life with a complicated look in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he also snuggled in his mother's arms and pulled his father's sleeves to play.

Now, all of that has come to nothing.

"Xingchen, Master is fine. It's just that the sweet-scented osmanthus wine your sister bought was too delicious, and Master drank too much."

Luo Xiaoran: ...I bought this pot for a dozen cents to create an atmosphere. Is it really that delicious?

As a woman, Du Kang's sixth sense has always been very accurate.

Although his daughter and Sun Qingyuan had only had one conversation tonight, Du Kang seemed to have sensed something.

Because the conversation between Du Kongqing and Sun Qingyuan just now was too natural.

However, Du Kang would definitely not ask this question openly here.

Uncle Xiang seemed to have remembered his son who died tragically on the way to escape famine, and his expression was miserable, as was Aunt Ji.

In fact, everyone here has an incomplete family.

Therefore, a reunion festival like Mid-Autumn Festival will bring back some bad memories for them.

Therefore, Luo Xiaoran took the initiative to bring up a topic:

“I was reminded of a poem I read a while ago:

When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, I called it a white jade plate. I also thought it was a mirror on the Jade Terrace, flying in the blue sky. The immortals are hanging their two feet, and the osmanthus trees are round. The white rabbit has finished pounding medicine, and asked who to eat it with.

"When I was young, I didn't know the moon, I called it a white jade plate..."

Sun Qingyuan actually listened to it once and then repeated the poem.

“When I was young, I didn’t know the moon and called it a white jade plate.

He also suspected that it was the mirror of the immortal from Yaotai, flying into the sky.

Does the fairy in the moon have his feet hanging down?

Why is the laurel tree in the moon round?

Who is the elixir pounded by the Jade Rabbit for?

Wonderful! Wonderful! Who wrote it? "

Luo Xiaoran was still marveling at Sun Qingyuan's abnormal memory and the ancient poetry translations he could blurt out, but the next second she was stumped by this question.

...How can the poems of the great poet Li Bai not be wonderful?

However, there is no Li Bai in this era.

"It was written by a poet from my hometown. He is a hermit and his name is unknown to the world."

"Miss Luo's hometown..."

"This hawthorn has been pickled with sugar. It is sweet and sour and delicious. It is very appetizing and helps digestion. Please feel free to eat it!"

Before Sun Qingyuan could finish his words, Luo Xiaoran interrupted him, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

You can talk about other gossip to divert everyone's attention: "Is there anything new recently? Tell me about it."

Luo Xiaoran took a candied hawthorn and put it in her mouth, chewing it while asking.

"Speaking of new things, I just delivered mooncakes to the village chief's home, and I heard his eldest daughter-in-law Zhao Cuilan talk about something."

Uncle Xiang quickly responded to his young lady's words, his voice somewhat excited.

"Oh?"

Luo Xiaoran's eyes lit up slightly, showing great interest.

Uncle Xiang sat upright and told everything he heard:

"It is said that a distinguished person from Kyoto will come to Anruo Temple to pray in a few days."

He came from Kyoto, so he must be a person of extremely noble status.

I have never seen or even heard of people like them digging for food in the fields.

"Ah!"

Sun Qingyuan sneered at an inappropriate moment, poured another glass of wine, and sniffed it carefully:

"I'm afraid he's a very important nobleman!"

Du Kang seemed to have thought of something, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

Luo Xiaoran had guessed something when she saw the city gates were under martial law when she went to Anruo Temple two days ago.

However, looking at the slightly drunk Sun Qingyuan, she felt that drinking alone was not a good idea, so she asked:

"It seems you already know who is coming?"

"The news has spread, and anyone with some connections in Fuyuan County knows the inside story.

This year, the new emperor ascended the throne and according to the old system, he would definitely come to Anruo Temple to pray for blessings on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Emperor Tianqi has not arrived yet.

Wang Changbo found out that our newly enthroned emperor was ill and could not come.

But the system cannot be abolished, so this year, the Emperor Tianqi's elder sister, Princess Qingyi, will go to Anruo Temple to pray for the Emperor Tianqi and the world."