Under the Root

Spread it out, and there's only one place's name inside.But the detailed introduction inside takes up a lot of space.

It can be seen that Jiu Yuan really likes this place.

but.

"Jiuyuan, have you investigated the owner of this place?" Li Lin's eyes twitched when he saw the name.

"No, what's the matter? As Princess Yamato, we can buy whatever we want." Patting himself on the chest, Jiu Yuan blatantly said.

"Well." I hope you can still laugh when the time comes.

Li Lin thought lightly, and then remembered the name in his heart.

The White Pavilion is quite interesting.

Author's message:

ps: This article sometimes describes the plot from the perspective of the country, so I will slightly complete the politics of Yamato and the like.

ps[-]: I would like to recommend a friend’s book "Fist of a Man", a story about a hunk and many hunk men making friends with fists [probably]

Chapter 23 The Fire of the White Pavilion

White Pavilion.

A large luxury hotel located in the imperial capital, which is different from other Yamato buildings and full of unique exotic flavor.

It is [-]% to [-]% more expensive than hotels and restaurants of the same level, but the food and wine are much better, the corridors are polished, and the decorations are well maintained.

And because of the extravagant baths overflowing with hot water through drainage channels, even high-ranking officials in the imperial capital rarely have comparable baths.

Therefore, it has been sought after by many dignitaries.

It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to make money every day.

Of course, on weekdays, Bailouge was often harassed by the so-called dignitaries.To pay the so-called "administration fee".But because of the mighty skill shown by the pavilion master, the dignitaries always retreat in panic the next day.

Gradually, the rumor that Bailouge was owned by a great swordsman also spread.

None of the short-sighted youngsters dared to harass her.

For this, the hotel owners in the surrounding area who were asked by Chika Na are always envious and jealous.

But today, the eyes of envy and hatred disappeared, replaced by a look of pity.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. I don't know who recited such a poem first, anyway, it fits the current situation of Bailouge.

Because—the princess of Yamato, His Highness fell in love with this place according to the information sent by His Royal Highness Yuba's group of maids in the palace.If there is no accident, the boss here will undoubtedly be kicked out.

In fact, there was no surprise.

"Carla, what are we going to do now?"

Looking at the earnest "purchase letter" on the desk, Fujika, the great swordsman in a maid uniform, showed a troubled expression.

"The number of people coming here to eat has decreased a lot these days. It seems that everyone has heard about it. If this continues, we will lose money."

"Oh? There are still people who dare to come, so brave enough." Kalula said with a smile on the side of Fujixiang, who was dressed in a coquettish woman, the owner of the White Pavilion.

"I thought we were going to thank guests behind closed doors today."

"Karula!" Fujika shouted her friend's name. "This is..."

"This is the property we have accumulated through hard work over the years." Carula took over the conversation. "You want to say that, don't you?"

"You know that too." Fujika patted the desk in front of her angrily, with an anxious look on her face.

"Yeah, I know. In fact, I'm also very reluctant. But what can I do if I don't want to."

"of course!"

"Of course it's like sneaking into the mansions of those little guys like before, killing a chicken and putting it next to their heads while they're sleeping?"

"Uh." Fujika looked like how did you know.

"You melon head..." helplessly holding his forehead.Carla said. "Do you want to be chased and killed by the eight-pillar generals in the Yamato Imperial Capital? They use their power to overwhelm others. On their territory, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake."

"...I know that too. But we came to Yamato to investigate the enemy's situation. What about those shady secret passages in the pavilion. I don't think that Her Royal Highness won't let people search inside and out when she takes over here." Tuskul's great swordsman, the real spy Fujika, spread his hands at his friend.

"Idiot." Carula, who had no hope for her friend's IQ, said helplessly. "Thankfully I'm ready."

As she spoke, she pointed to another item on the desk.Then he raised his chin to Fujika.

"The physical labor will be free of you. Be sure to finish the work when Princess Yamato's maids arrive just in time."

"Oh, so that's the case." Fujika, who had just noticed this item, showed an expression of sudden realization.

Then, I picked up - the kerosene used to ignite the fire.

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"Hey, Yuye, look, look, the White Pavilion is right there. How about it, it looks pretty good, doesn't it?"

On the main street of the imperial capital, Jiu Yuan, who was sitting in an unremarkable carriage, flicked his white and soft tail excitedly, his calm look seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden.

She was shaking restlessly on the carriage.

He was still muttering what he had said nearly a hundred times.