The Third Prince's faction: ...For a moment, they were not sure whether to be shocked that the Crown Prince was composting manure, or that Zhao Dajia had actually stolen the Third Prince's manure, or that Zhao Dajia had been reduced to stealing manure to make a living after Qiu Gao was imprisoned!
"After today's work, leave the court!"
The emperor made a quick decision and fled, while the crown prince was still shouting, "Father! Father! Your son has something to report!"
"Screw you!" The emperor ignored him and quickened his pace, leaving the eunuchs serving him bewildered. They quickly dismissed the court session as usual and ran after him.
The ministers were bewildered: Who am I? Where am I?
The Crown Prince is in a daze: Father, I have something to report!
The message reads: "Why is the emperor in such a hurry? Is he about to soil his pants? But then again, everyone has to go to the bathroom sometimes, it's forgivable."
The emperor, who was making his escape, suddenly tripped. Luckily, the chief eunuch who had caught up from behind caught him, otherwise he would have slipped and fallen.
Ministers: ......
Our poor emperor, you have suffered so much!
"Lord Zhao~"
The crown prince gave a sinister sneer and had taken a dozen steps silently when Zhao Dajia, who was about to escape the hall, felt a chill run down his spine and his steps froze.
[Actually, it's no wonder that Brother Dajia couldn't stand it. The Prince's place was so fat that the stench could be smelled for miles around. Not only could Brother Dajia not stand it, but the residents in that area could smell the excrement in their food every day. Even if Brother Dajia didn't take any action, those residents would have caused a dung-related incident sooner or later.]
A dung bucket? An incident?
Today was the only time that all the ministers stayed after court. After hearing Chuanwen's inner thoughts and being puzzled for a moment, I felt really apologetic, because honestly, I couldn't help myself, hahaha.
Chuanwen didn't rush to leave, but sat there enjoying his melon. The Crown Prince, however, walked steadily toward Zhao Dajia, but his steps became increasingly unsteady. Was it because the fertilizer he had fermented was too smelly that Zhao Dajia stole it? Was it because he was disturbing the peace?
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