puff!

The horse he was riding stepped on a clod of dirt and lurched, causing the embarrassed guard to let out a soft, but not loud, fart.

A moment of silence fell, an indescribable odor filling the air. Chuanwen lowered the carriage curtain, [...]

The guard's face was hot and red, his straight back was a little stiff, and his eyes glanced sideways. The corners of his colleagues' mouths rose and fell repeatedly, as if they were having a hard time suppressing their laughter. His face suddenly became even hotter!

The officials in the vehicles in front and behind, unaware of what had happened, were curious: What's wrong? Why is it so quiet?

Chuanwen sat in the carriage, swaying back and forth. The emperor didn't say anything. Seeing that the emperor's eyes were closed, she quietly took out a small packet of pastries from her bosom.

Hehe, when I'm bored, I eat Liuliumei! Liuliumei! Liuliumei! If there's no Liuliumei, I eat pastry plums!

Chuanwen carefully chewed on the pastry, singing a song in her heart. The emperor suppressed a smile, thinking to himself that Wen girl was quite cute when she wasn't scolding him.

After finishing her pastries, Chuanwen quickly dozed off in the quiet.

By noon, they hadn't reached the next town. Although there was a village not far ahead, they didn't intend to disturb the villagers. So they got off the car some distance away, set up their cooking utensils, and started a fire to cook.

Chuanwen was awakened by a delicious aroma. When he climbed out of the carriage with his mouth watering, he startled the guards watching the carriage, who thought that someone's ghost had been released.

"Miss, you're awake?"

Wenxue helped Chuanwen down, and Chuanwen finally regained some consciousness.

Looking up, the scene resembled a picnic organized by a company, but everyone was dressed in ancient costumes.

On one side are vast fields of crops, and on the other side is a babbling brook. The scenery is lush and vibrant, and the landscape is quite beautiful.

Chuanwen first washed his face by the stream, then went to Xu Yan's place.

"Girl, come here, this fish soup is just right, have some."

When Xu Yan saw Chuanwen coming over, she served each of her and Wenxue a bowl of fish soup.

Chuanwen held the fish soup, a little confused, "Mother, where did this fish come from?"

Marquis Changxing, standing nearby, scoffed and pointed to the stream beside them. "Are you still half asleep, kid? There's water in the stream, of course you'd catch it from there."

"Oh." Chuanwen sat down next to Xu Yan, blew on the steaming fish soup, and exclaimed, "My sister Yu and the others are so amazing, they can even catch fish."

Marquis Changxing and Xu Yan glanced at a wisp of smoke rising from a nearby chimney. There, Chuanyu and several girls from the girls' school were cooking fish soup.

However, Xu Yan explained to her daughter, who was probably still half asleep, "How could your sister Yu and the others catch fish? Your father and a few guards caught them. They caught several right where you were washing your face!"

As Xu Yan spoke, she exclaimed that the water here was so clear and the river so beautiful, and the fish were all big and plump.

...Chuanwen is speechless. [So the water I used to wash my face was actually the foot-washing water from my dad's group of smelly feet?]

Although the water was flowing, Chuanwen still found it hard to accept.

Wen Xue also stiffened a little, and the fish soup in her hand no longer smelled good. When she and Chuan Wen went there earlier, she saw that the stream was clear and splashed it on her face a few times. It was cool and refreshing, and quite comfortable.

But, what she was actually flirting with was foot bath water?

Chuanwen and Wenxue's gazes fell simultaneously on a pair of socks drying on the rocks by the stream. They didn't know whose socks they were, but when they passed by earlier, they smelled so bad that they avoided them.

vomit!

Chuanwen and Wenxue simultaneously held up their fish soup, tilted their heads, and began to vomit!

This is a flavorful fish soup! Because the fish might have died from being smoked!

......

Several officials who were drinking fish soup paused, and Marquis Changxing almost spat out his soup.

The group looked at the fish soup in their hands, their faces turning a little green!

Just now the fish soup smelled delicious, but I don't know if it's just my imagination, but now I seem to faintly smell stinky feet!

Xu Yan was a little embarrassed and wanted to tell everyone not to listen to the children's nonsense. "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!"

But it's hard to say, sigh! If I had known that Chuanwen cared so much about it, I would have reminded her earlier.

However, Xu Yan patted Chuanwen and pointed to Zhao Dajia, who was squatting by the stream, not only drinking water but also filling his water bag with it. "It's just washing your face, isn't it? You're also drinking it."

Chuanwen and Wenxue looked over and both of their lips twitched slightly. They silently remembered that no matter how thirsty they were, they could not drink the water from Zhao Dajia's water bag!

Other officials shared the same idea as the two of them, especially those who rode in the same vehicle as Zhao Dajia. Remember this well!

After a while, Chuanwen realized her father wasn't there. Just as she was about to ask him, she saw him emerge from a sorghum field.

Well......

Did my dad go fertilize the crops?

Chuanrui seemed oblivious to his daughter's feelings. Normal people need to defecate and urinate, but there was no outhouse here, so he had no choice but to crawl through the sorghum field.

The others didn't think much of it either. After all, Chuanrui wasn't the only one who went into the sorghum field, and considering that there were women there, they all stayed far away.

"Dad, have some fish soup!"

After Chuanrui came over, Chuanwen held up her fish soup in front of him, her eyes crinkling with laughter, which moved Chuanrui deeply. "Daughter, you treat your father so well!"

"Dad, you've been so busy with business lately, you've lost weight, you need to eat more!"

The father and daughter were a loving and filial pair, but the Marquis of Changxing standing nearby was not jealous at all; in fact, he seemed to be gloating.

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