Chapter 259 Wonderful Night at the Museum (5) (New Year's greetings to everyone in advance!)
The surface of the wooden seats is polished to a shiny, the tablecloth is brand new and clean, and the marble floor is spotless. The eternal sun hanging high in the sky has already fallen, but the glass pyramid is as bright as daytime.
A large number of torches were inserted at the top of the marble columns, and five or six bonfires were lit on the ground. Due to the exhaust passage, the smoke rose into the air and gathered into a stream, which quickly disappeared.
Without guidance from others, Quis quickly found his seat based on the name tag that had been posted. In fact, the court servants were too busy to take care of themselves, shuttled between the guests, nervously presenting food for dinner.
In order to balance the preferences of each invitee, the food at the banquet is rich, almost covering specialties from all over the United States:
In the archipelago, the famous roasted snake in the hot sauce and the hot crab pie in Beit City... Even on his own dining table, Ques also found fragrant camel steak and lemon duck, a specialty of the Nom region.
Just taking the turnips cooked in butter and tasted a bite of lemon duck, the boy Blue Dragon then ate a large piece of camel meat steak. Although he was unwilling to admit it, compared with the chef of Beat Court, the gourmet Blu, who also made these dishes, was simply trashing the ingredients.
Unlike the banquet customs in previous lives, the banquet in Meidiqi usually allows the invited guests to fill their stomachs first, and then the host of the banquet will appear. At that time, the banquet will become a pure social banquet.
At this time, most of the guests were drinking and enjoying their own dinner. Only a few people, such as the Zaganpasha, would try to chat with others with food in order to seek more help.
Carrying a basin of stewed cod - the food made by filling the cod in the belly of the croaker for a long time, the ruler of the archipelago slowly walked to Quis while chatting with others.
"My Excellency Ques, you have to try this island-given delicacy," Zagan smiled and handed the stewed cod to the young blue dragon. "I have to admit that the chefs in His Majesty's court made this food very authentic."
Just as Quis blocked his sense of smell for etiquette and was about to insert a small piece of "meaning" with a silver fork, a stranger came over to relieve the siege, "Only if you take vomit as a delicacy, you can have such dirty habits."
"Kalil, you old bastard!"
Because of the insult, Zhaganpasha angrily threw down the turbid cod, opened his halberd finger and cursed angrily. For a moment, many eyes were attracted by his loud scolding and gathered on this side in unison.
The person who spoke sarcastic about Zhagan was not someone else, but Khalil Pasha, who had always had a gap with him. However, judging by the two of them, Quis did not think that their relationship was as simple as "having a gap". Perhaps the "deep hatred" was more accurate.
"You pirate leader, like a seagull who can only speak big words," Khalil, with a square face, fought back fiercely because he was angry with a series of territorial greetings from the Archipelago. "May you dive into the sea and drown there permanently."
Zaganpasha is also unwilling to be outdone: "When you, a stupid donkey who is accustomed to slander, did the residents of the archipelago not inform you when you were clearing out the pirates? Now you actually bite your mouth and start coveting other people's land!"
The two Pashas cursed without regard for their identity, but they were obviously very sensible: they neither affected other people nor used any means other than words to attack each other.
The verbal battle lasted for a while, and someone came forward - several warriors in half-armor came over, with a modest attitude but tough way to separate the two Pashas, eliminating the sudden farce.
From the fiery sun patterns on the warrior's outfits, Quis guessed that he belonged to the Duty Army under Dawei Shuer, but in addition to the Duty Army, he obviously felt that there were several fierce auras that also locked here at the same time.
It seems that the security level of this banquet is not low, and people are staring at every guest invited anytime and anywhere. But after thinking about it, I understand that after all, the Pharaoh of the American Imperialis is here.
The banquet continued for about half an hourglass, and with the sound of a cymbal striking, everyone consciously put down the tableware, and Quis was no exception.
The host of the banquet, Dawei Shuer, who was wearing a purple robes and a golden mask, followed the Pharaoh with a gap of half a body, and walked from the corridor at the end of the open-air hall.
The melodious sound of the flute was played along with the drum music. The hymn called "Esindo Xingyi" was played.
At this moment, everyone, whether they were serving the court servants, guards standing guards, or invited nobles of Bait, stood up and began to sing this hymn to praise the ancient heroes of the Meidiqi.
"Health everyone."
At the end of "Essindo's Friendship", walking to the center of the hall, the Pharaoh took the lead in greetings to everyone invited to participate in the banquet.
"May the Pharaoh be long-lasting and the American emperor enjoy glory forever forever."
As the others echoed, I wonder if I read it wrong - of course the possibility is very small - the young Lanlong felt that the Pharaoh seemed to have glanced at him and showed a smile that expressed kindness.
"I just heard the noise," Esindo sat on the largest backrest chair present and immediately said, "Zaganpasha, Khalilpasha, I already know your dispute."
Hearing this, the two involved hurriedly walked out of the crowd, stroked their chests and bowed, first accusing the King of American Diqi, and then defending themselves. Khalil was still more reserved, while the younger Zagan simply turned into a snot and tears.
The rulers of the archipelago had no choice but to care about Pasha's majesty at this time. He cried sadly: "Please make decisions for the innocent islanders. Old Pie, Khalil Pasha, banned the food transportation routes under the archipelago, and they were no longer able to eat... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo
"I have never seen such a shameless person!"
Khalil, who was almost called an "old man", had already escaped his anger. If it weren't for the presence of Pharaoh and Dawei Shuer and many guards on duty guards near him, he would have wanted to repay the old fist against the "block" of Zhagan.
"Your Majesty clearly understands that the reason why my subordinates chose to resort to force is that the coastal territory was attacked by archipelago pirates and several villages and towns were slaughtered. I completed the expedition of pirates and gave the American Ichiki a peaceful waters in the northern border. When I wanted to ask for compensation from this Zagan who was "ineffective in governing and conquering the people", he tried every means to shirk responsibility and attempt to pay."
Khalil Pasha's statement was reasonable and well-founded, and was recognized by many of the Beit nobles for a time. Many of them were actually businessmen who were businessmen. Pirates in the northern waters of the Medich were indeed detrimental to their business.
Esinduo nodded. Although the intervention in this dispute did not conform to the advice given by the attendant officer who was a think tank before, the communication with Dawei Shuer just now gave him some new ideas.
“I have always been cautious in supporting the innocent victims’ compensation,” he added, comforting with his eyes, or stopping the refutation of Zagan’s words, and he continued: “But I am still very dissatisfied with the abuse of violence, especially the act of blocking the national waterways.”
Dawei Shuer, who stood beside him without saying a word, took out two papyrus scrolls from his sleeve at the right time and bowed slightly to present them. Since he had known the above content, Essindo took the scroll and distributed it directly to the two Pashas for a look.
"Khalil Pasha, your losses will be compensated; Zhagan Pasha, please rest assured, I will not let my people go hungry," Esindo said proudly, "But from now on, you must cooperate sincerely."
"The archipelago has enough sailors, and they are willing to deliver goods to His Majesty." Zagan replied first.
"My farm and the supervisors in the mine can also be used to waste those people's energy at any time." Khalil was also unwilling to fall behind.
Standing not far away from the two, Quis only glanced at the keen eyesight, thought for a while, and then figured out the whole story:
Because the Wasan Empire was unable to compensate for the remaining war debts, it hoped to use slaves in the "Natsui Talent Market" to pay the debt. However, the former Pharaoh had changed the constitutional order a long time ago. In addition to the prisoners convicted in Bait City, the slave trade was completely banned in the empire. However, some islands under the archipelago at that time had not been discovered and colonized by the Americans, which can be regarded as an exception.
Therefore, the Pharaoh took advantage of this loophole and turned the island with dispute between Zhagan and Khalil into a special zone of slave trade. The two sides built together and made profits together, but the Obsidian Parliamentary Mage sent by the Pharaoh came forward to manage it.
In this way, Khalil's losses were made up for, and the Zagan, who was in charge of the archipelago, gave some explanations to the islanders. At the same time, it could also provide more supplies of obsidian law beads for the Obsidian Council, which was a three-killing victory.
The only one who did not benefit from it was Dawei Shuer who almost made the case. And through a few limited contacts with him, Quis did not think he was really so selfless - there must be his unknown intentions hidden in this.
However, except for Quis, no one else was interested in these questions.
"Next, enter the banquet after dinner," Dawei Shuer, wearing a golden mask, stretched out a palm, and a staff appeared out of thin air. He knocked lightly on the ground with the end of the staff, "I also have some new friends, I want to invite everyone to visit together."
At first, some people were not interested in this, but at the place where Dawei Shuer lightly knocked his staff, many rune language suddenly jumped out. These runes suddenly turned into dazzling yellow halos, jumping constantly, surrounding everyone in the middle.
Chapter completed!