Cui Yuanzhao stood there, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

His gaze was fixed on the pit at his feet.

Just now, after that thunderous roar, this thing appeared at my feet.

But Tang Huan is clearly so far away from me, how did she manage that?

Cui Yuanzhao guessed that it was related to that dark pipe, and he dared not move again.

If Tang Huan pointed that pipe at himself, the dent wouldn't appear on the ground, but on his own body.

Cui Yuanzhao did not believe he could be harder than the earth.

"This, this is a misunderstanding..."

Cui Yuanzhao forced a smile, but it looked worse than a grimace.

Tang Huan calmly put away the musket, and everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

"A misunderstanding? Then what are you planning to do?"

"Um, the outhouse, my stomach hurts..."

Tang Huan gave Li Daikui a wink.

Li Da Kui immediately stepped forward, past Zhang Da, and walked to Cui Yuan Zhao's side, grabbing Cui Yuan Zhao's arm without saying a word.

What are you going to do?

Cui Yuanzhao immediately cried out in fear.

Li Daikui said impatiently, "Didn't you say you were going to the outhouse? Come with me."

Since things had already come to this point, Cui Yuanzhao had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow behind Li Da Kui.

When they reached a corner of the courtyard, Li Daikui glanced at the wooden door in front of him and said, "Let's go in."

Cui Yuanzhao pushed open the door, but instead of the expected deep pit or wooden barrel, he saw a white barrel that looked like some kind of precious jade artifact.

"Is this an outhouse?"

The room was not large, not even as big as Cui Yuanzhao's bed in his mansion. Inside was only that oddly shaped white cylindrical object.

He strode forward and couldn't resist touching it, finding it very smooth.

A moment later, he saw a rope hanging above the white bucket.

"What is this for?"

Unable to contain his curiosity, Cui Yuanzhao leaned over and gave it a hard tug.

With a "splash," a torrent of water poured down from above, drenching Cui Yuanzhao completely.

"who?"

Cui Yuanzhao was on high alert, thinking that there was something in the latrine, otherwise why would someone suddenly attack him?

He looked up and saw nothing above the rope.

Then, Cui Yuanzhao looked down at the white bucket, "Could it be hiding in here?"

The room was so small that there was nowhere to hide, yet I was indeed attacked.

"Who's there? Get out here right now, or my dad won't let you get away with this!"

Cui Yuanzhao shouted at the white bucket.

Seeing no reaction, he felt a pang of pity and kicked it.

He was worried that the kick would break him.

About fifteen minutes later, Li Da Kui led Cui Yuan Zhao back to the backyard at a leisurely pace.

Li Daikui looked like he was trying not to laugh, his mouth practically stretched to his ears.

At this moment, Wang Jingze was already sitting with Tang Huan. The hot pot food on the table had been removed and replaced with a teapot and a few teacups.

Zhang stood nervously to the side.

When Wang Jingze saw that Cui Yuanzhao was soaking wet, he asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Li Daikui finally couldn't hold back any longer and loudly mocked, "Sir, you'd never guess that he actually got into a fight with the toilet..."

Through Li Daikui's vivid narration, everyone learned what had happened.

Because they suspected that the person was hiding in the outhouse, and the only place where someone could hide was the toilet.

So Cui Yuanzhao used his father, the prime minister, to coerce him, relying on his imposing manner to shout angrily, and finally even punched and kicked him.

If Li Da Kui hadn't heard the commotion and gone in to stop him, Cui Yuanzhao probably would have broken the toilet.

Hearing this, even Wang Jingze couldn't help but speak out.

This made Cui Yuanzhao's face burn. He muttered, "How was I supposed to know that toilet was a chamber pot? It was so clean and white, like a piece of porcelain, and when I pulled that thin rope, water would splash out..."

Cui Yuanzhao felt wronged, but he also knew that explaining himself now would only make him look more foolish, so he simply said nothing.

After Tang Huan's brief explanation, these young noblemen from the capital learned that the white wooden bucket was called a chamber pot, and that by simply pulling the rope at the top, water would flow down and carry away the filth.

This novel gadget broadened Wang Jingze's horizons.

He was about to ask more detailed questions, but remembering that the previous matter was not yet over, he could only silently shut his mouth.

"Not running anymore?"

Tang Huan looked up at Cui Yuanzhao with a smile.

Cui Yuanzhao shook his head vigorously, "I'm not running anymore."

First, he saw the powerful musket, then he saw the clean and convenient toilet, all of which made him extremely curious.

Tang Huan chuckled and said, "Even if you tear up that painting and run away, it won't help. The painters in Qihuai County have an exceptional memory; they can replicate a painting as soon as it's been painted once."

ah?

Cui Yuanzhao felt that he had been deceived.

"Then why are you making us pay to buy it?"

Tang Huan spread her hands, "I didn't force you to buy it. Besides, the artist's skills are so good, so lifelike. Isn't it better than the artists in the capital? Keeping it as a souvenir is not bad."

Cui Yuanzhao was seething with anger, but dared not lash out.

On the other hand, Wang Jingze, who loved poetry and painting, realized after hearing Tang Huan's words that although the content of the painting was somewhat unsightly, it was indeed lifelike.

The craftsmanship in the details is even more rare.

Even among all the talented men and women he knew, none possessed even half the skill of that painter from not long ago.

If there weren't other people around, Wang Jingze would have even wanted to unfold the painting and examine it closely.

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