'Peony Pavilion's Du Xia.'
Yang Si An suddenly stood up with a swoosh!
The entire banquet fell silent for a moment; all eyes converged on him. Somehow, it seemed as if everyone knew that something was about to happen again... Wait, why say 'again'?
The Ruler of Xun Country sipped his wine with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
After a moment of silence, Yang Si An took a deep breath, raised his foot, and kicked over the casserole in front of him, "This fish stinks!"
Then he sat down again.
The Ruler of Xun Country stiffened, furrowing his brows, momentarily at a loss for a reaction.
It was the old eunuch who coughed his way forward, glanced at the fish on the ground that indeed did not look clean, and while waving to the surrounding servants, he apologized, "Ahem, ahem, my apologies Imperial Censor, the people below got muddled and served it before it was cooked. What are you waiting for! Clean this up quickly!"
