How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

After watching the acrobatics, there was a monkey trainer. The monkey wore a red jacket and black breeches.

The monkey squatted there obediently. The old man who trained the monkey prepared a horizontal bar, a bit like the modern high jump bar. The monkey flew over it nimbly, jumped over it easily, and rolled on the ground.

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, but the monkey stood with his hands on his hips, facing the crowd with pride and holding his head high, which caused a burst of laughter.

The old man raised the horizontal bar, which looked to be more than one meter high. Many people speculated that the monkey would not be able to jump over it, after all, the bar was taller than the monkey's head.

"If it can jump over, everyone will enjoy watching it. Please give me some tips so that I can buy some meat for the little monkey." The old man took the opportunity to ask for a reward.

He held the rope and led the little monkey back to the other end. The little monkey obeyed him very well. Perhaps because the pole was high, the little monkey stood farther away this time. He took two steps to start running, jumped up, and still jumped over easily.

The audience cheered loudly. The old man stuffed something into the monkey's mouth and patted its head. The little monkey came out chewing something and holding the gong to ask for a reward.

Jia Wanqing still lost the silver. When the little monkey heard the noise, he actually put down the plate and bowed with his hairy paws.

"Hey, why don't you bow when you toss a coin?" someone scolded with a smile.

"The little monkey also knows how to be polite."

"It depends on the person."

Although it was a complaint, no one really cared about the monkey.

Jia Wanqing jumped for joy and threw another piece of silver. The little monkey bowed repeatedly, almost kowtowing.

Xia Chu pulled Jia Wanqing aside and took a look at the monkey. He'd heard that these kinds of performances often involved animal abuse and were often extremely cruel. But this little monkey didn't seem to be one of them. Even though it was wearing clothes, its exposed tail and head revealed its sleek fur. Its eyes were also bright and lively. After receiving the reward, it immediately took it back to the old man and then bowed to the crowd.

"Can that monkey understand? It's so cute, I want one too." Jia Wanqing wanted everything she saw. Xia Chu ignored her, and Jia Wanlin didn't respond. She didn't find it boring, and kept praising the little monkey.

"Cousin, there seems to be a stage ahead." Jia Wanlin was a little moved when he heard the voice in the wind.

"Let's go and have a look." Xia Chu also wanted to go and listen to see what the difference was from Lin'an.

"It's Gundiao Yuefu..." Jia Wanlin seemed to like it very much and could tell what it was as soon as he opened his mouth.

After Jia Wanlin's explanation, Xia Chu finally understood how lively Qingyang Opera was. It emphasized the combination of drama and martial arts, interspersed with various performances like sword-fighting, twirling on a hanging pole, high-platform flips, and jumping through fire rings. It was incredibly entertaining and lively.

A group of people watched the performance on the stage for a long time, and the cheers from the crowd were endless.

Xia Chu watched the show with gusto and was reluctant to leave. He asked Cuihua to give out tips. There were many food and daily necessities thrown on the stage, as well as copper coins and silver coins as tips, which showed how satisfied everyone was.

I was still savoring it when the maids in front relayed the guard's words, "Miss, Guard Zhang said there are iron flowers being made up ahead. Do you want to go and see them?"

"Go ahead." Jia Wanqing's attention was immediately diverted.

Flower-making is usually done at night. Xia Chu looked up and found that the sun had already started to set. I had already been playing all day?

I had eaten a lot of snacks along the way, so I wasn't really hungry. Plus, with all the new things I'd seen along the way, I hadn't noticed the time at all.

"Cousin, after watching the iron flower making, isn't it time to go back? It's getting late." Cui Ya reminded.

"Okay." It's time to go back.

A scaffold was set up where the iron flowers were being made. The shirtless man, with almost no protective gear, simply ran under the scaffold, holding a wooden board filled with molten iron. He swung his hand vigorously, then struck the molten iron with the wooden board in his other hand.

The iron flowers were like golden snakes dancing, shining brightly. They were also like volcanic eruptions, falling from a great height, illuminating the shelf, like iron trees and silver flowers, spectacular and beautiful.

"Wow!" Jia Wanqing screamed.

The man making the iron flowers kept running back and forth. As the sky grew darker, the iron flowers grew brighter. Countless burning sparks flew all over the sky, reflecting the craftsman's romance and people's pursuit of the ultimate beauty.

They watched until the entire pot of molten iron was finished before they started their return journey.

"It's really beautiful. I like temple fairs." Jia Wanqing was still not satisfied and yawned after she finished speaking.

"It's only this lively at the end of the year. You can't see all the temple fairs on other days." Jia Wanlin said.

"I'll come again next year." Jia Wanqing rubbed her eyes, "Come with my cousin and my sister..."

There were still many people on the street, and the guards did not dare to relax. They looked around vigilantly and protected the young ladies behind them as they went back to find the carriage.

"Someone is following us." Guardian Zhang said to Jia Junjie, who looked sleepy.

Jia Junjie immediately woke up, "What's going on?"

"Maybe he was tempted by the generous reward the young lady offered." Zhang Huyuan guessed. But most people wouldn't dare to attack them, unless they were brainless. This place wasn't far from the city gate, and there were soldiers guarding the gate.

Jia Junjie's face turned serious. "Be alert and protect the ladies. Do you want someone to go back and call for help?"

"It shouldn't be a problem. There are a lot of people at the temple fair, and there are officials patrolling." Although Zhang Huyuan said this, he was still very alert.

As they were about to reach the carriage, they heard a flurry of footsteps. Guard Zhang drew his sword and said, "Protect the young master and young lady!"

Xia Chu suddenly realized something and looked around with wide eyes, "What's wrong?"

Jia Wanqing was stunned, then she hugged her cousin and sister in fear. Jia Wanlin hugged her sister, his fingers nervously pinching the clothes on her back.

"What's going on?" Jia Junjie looked over and saw a group of people coming out from behind a nearby tree. They were actually a group of beggars, with ragged clothes and disheveled hair. The one leading them looked fiercely at Zhang Huyuan, who was standing at the front. "Ladies, you are so rich, don't you mind giving us a little tip?"

Unexpectedly, they were a group of beggars. Guardian Zhang relaxed his brows and threw five taels of silver over, saying, "Go away."

"Isn't it too little? There are so many of us here," the leader looked down, and the beggars behind him hurriedly went to take the silver.

Xia Chu looked around and found that there were surprisingly few people here. He had seen that this place was spacious and deserted, so he had parked the carriage here, leaving the driver and two guards behind. Now that he had come here, he realized that this place was too secluded, which was why no one had parked here.

"Don't push your luck!" Guardian Zhang glared and sternly said, "I just don't want to get entangled with you. If you get angry, I'll tie you all up and send you all to the government office!"

Feng Gou showed no fear at all and smiled crookedly, "Alright, send us there now. The government office has food to eat and a house to live in, wouldn't that be more comfortable than what we have now?"