late at night.
Sifang Pavilion.
A foul odor suddenly arose in the Northern Barbarian envoy's villa.
"What's that smell? It stinks..." The weak envoy was the first to run out of the house.
Immediately afterwards, everyone else in the yard pushed open the door and ran out, covering their noses.
"What's going on? What's that smell?" Princess Qianluo pinched her nose and asked in a muffled voice.
The frail envoy shook his head, "I don't know either. I was woken up by the smell while I was sleeping."
He looked at the others. The guards and maids all shook their heads.
"Where are General Qimugege and my brother? Why didn't they come out?" Qianluo looked around and found that everyone had come out except these two.
The weak envoy and Qianluo looked at each other.
When Envoy Wen Ruo arrived at the door of Qimugege's room, he found that the stench was even stronger, almost making him faint.
Qian Luo stood in front of the Beiyi Prince's door and took several steps back because of the stench.
"Ugh...you...you open the door and go in and take a look." She couldn't help but groan a few times and pointed at a guard.
It stinks so bad that even if you cover your nose you can't cover the stench.
The guard who was being pointed at stepped forward with a bitter look on his face.
I put my hand on the door and pushed hard, but it was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened at all.
They took out their daggers, pushed open the bolt from the outside, and then simultaneously pushed the door open gently from both sides.
call--
The next second, a breeze blew in from the small crack in the door, and the overwhelming stench rushed out like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground.
The stench was simply... a piece of meat that had been rotting for dozens of days was thrown into a pit and soaked for 49 days, then mixed with a vat of rotten egg liquid.
Boom boom boom——
The people closest to the door were directly suffocated.
The people standing on the periphery retreated one after another, grabbing their sleeves to cover their mouths and noses tightly.
But the stench ignored any obstacles and rushed into their nostrils madly.
A few people couldn't bear it and lay down under the tree next to them and vomited loudly.
Qianluo's stomach was churning. She quickly ran to the water tank, wet her sleeves, and covered her mouth and nose with them. Only then did the disgusting smell fade a little.
The frail envoy had fainted at the door of his wooden gate.
Qianluo ordered several guards to cover their mouths and noses with wet cloths and go into the house to check the situation.
A few moments later, people from both sides came out from two rooms carrying two rotten and maggot-infested bear heads.
As soon as I walked out of the room, the stench quickly spread around.
Immediately afterwards, curses and exclamations were heard everywhere in the Sifang Pavilion.
"Which bitch threw feces in the museum..."
"What's that smell? I can't breathe..."
"Go find the owner quickly, the Saint has fainted from the stench..."
The Sifang Pavilion Master ran out without even having time to put on his clothes. "What's going on? What's going on?"
He looked around blankly, anxiously looking in the direction of the brightly lit courtyards of envoys from various countries.
There was a slight stench in the air.
"Oh no, Master... Two rotting bear heads were found in the Northern Barbarians, and most of the people in the yard are unconscious..."
Owner of Sifang Pavilion: ┌(.Д。)┐
The sky is falling again!!!
"Master, wake up..." The servant hugged the master's shoulders and shook him desperately, "Don't pretend to faint to evade responsibility. If you faint, what will we do? Get up quickly and clean up the mess..."
At the same time, a group of people rushed out from the long street in front of a high-end inn in the south of Kyoto.
"Boss, did your toilet explode?"
"What kind of luxury inn is this?! How can anyone stay here when it stinks?!"
"Ugh... where does that stinky smell come from... let's find the source." The shopkeeper covered his mouth and nose while angrily ordering the store's thugs to investigate.
He has run a shop in Kyoto for decades and has never encountered any bad situation. What happened today must have been a deliberate move by his opponent.
He must find that person! Beat him up and throw him into the cesspool!!!
The stench from the two places slowly drifted out.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the courtyards near the two places.
And five streets away is the General’s Mansion.
In the Wutong Courtyard, the breeze blew the snowflakes on the branches, making them dance in the courtyard. Bursts of fragrance floated in the air, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.
Rong Chaoxi was sleeping on the soft big bed, waving his chubby little hands.
[Put one there, put one there… put one over there too… hehe…]
[I can now eat the chicken drumsticks with peace of mind. They smell so good...]
…
Boom boom boom——
On the second day, just as the sun was rising above the surface, there was a knock on the door of the Great General's Mansion.
"Who is it? Come on, come on..."
General, did the morning court end so early today?
The doorman yawned and opened the door, "General..."
He suddenly stopped talking.
The people outside were not Rong Baichuan who had returned from court, but two identical children of different races.
They were wearing identical clothes adorned with silver ornaments and had identical smiles on their faces.
They raised their right hands and waved to the doorman, and said together,
"Excuse me, can we live here?"
…
An hour later, in the reception hall.
Rong Baichuan supported his head with one hand, tapped the table lightly with the fingers of the other hand, pursed his lips, and looked up from time to time at the Holy Son and Holy Daughter who were sitting upright with smiles on their faces.
He was confused and couldn't figure it out.
He knew that his Chaoxi was cute and likable, but this was too likable.
She had never even met the two Saint Sons and Saint Daughters, so how could someone come to her door?
ε=(′ο｀*)))Alas…
Rong Baichuan imagined the scene of Rong Chaoxi growing up with a group of people following him, and couldn't help sighing.
The days ahead will be difficult!
"Holy Son and Holy Daughter, please have some tea and snacks first. Chaoxi should have just woken up by now."
Rong Baichuan curled his lips and said, "Once she has packed everything, she will come to see you."
"Thank you, General Rong, for your hospitality." They both spoke together.
Even the voices are very similar.
If it weren't for the difference in voice between men and women, people would think only one person was speaking.
"You're welcome." Rong Baichuan forced a smile.
There is a young master in front of him and a holy son and daughter behind him. They are all precious treasures and give Rong Baichuan a headache.
When the owner of Sifang Pavilion heard that the nobleman from Southern Yan Kingdom had also moved into the general's mansion, he instantly came back to life.
"Thank you, General Rong. I will burn incense and pray to Buddha for you to ensure your safety."
The owner of the pavilion happily ordered his men, "Come here, clean the entire Sifang Pavilion inside and out...especially the courtyard where the Northern Barbarian envoy stayed last night."
The source of the stench.
Xilan Kingdom is the closest to Beiyi's courtyard. They were so smoked last night that they packed their luggage overnight and got up to go back at dawn.
Some of the envoys from Southern Yan and the Houchao tribe also returned, and their servants were taken to the general's mansion.
Only a few adults were left in the museum to look after the children.
Now he just needs to serve the Beiyi people well.
Feeling that the burden on his shoulders had suddenly been lightened, the museum owner happily returned to his room to catch up on his sleep.
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