When the sun hung high in the sky and noon came, the emperor's family, the high-ranking officials of the court, all the governors, provincial lords, and invited nobles returned from the square to the kingshou city, escorted by the golden-robed guards. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Built on the east side of the inner city, the castle is built on a hill with beautiful scenery and a cliff overlooking the inland canal.

The Imperial Celebration Banquet was held in the Imperial Garden. As soon as the nobles entered the Imperial Garden, they were dumbfounded. At the entrance to the Imperial Garden, multi-colored roses are inserted into the green wall, forming the symbol of the Empire: a profile portrait of a lion, with a crossed warhammer and staff below. Walking along the aisles, petunias and daisies of different colors are dotted among the green shrubs.

Listening to the admiration of the distinguished guests, Sebastian's mood turned from gloomy to sunny, and he finally smiled.

"I heard that you ordered these flowers to be adjusted?" Olaf asked softly, as he walked over and said, "I really can't see it." ”

"It's beautiful, right, everybody says that. Sebastian gestured to the multi-colored rose wall, "My idea." ”

"I really can't see that your aesthetic has finally improved. Maybe you should be a gardener so you don't have to waste your drawingboard. Olaf smiled.

"Get out. Sebastian smiled in return and patted Olaf on the shoulder, "Get out of the middle of the garden, don't let the Emperor wait too much." ”

His Majesty the Emperor came early to the lawn in the middle of the garden, where a table was enclosed in a huge half-moon shape, the Emperor sat facing south, the members of the Imperial Council, the governors, and the generals of the military department took their seats on the Emperor's left hand side, and the lords of the provinces and invited nobles took their seats on the Emperor's right hand side.

In the inner bend of the half-moon, jugglers are performing hard.

The appetizers are very rich, the first dish is foie gras, a small piece of foie gras on the plate, garnished with small pieces of carrots and apple slices, Sebastian takes a sip of sweet wine, carefully cuts the foie gras with a knife, and puts it in his mouth with a fork, the foie gras melts in his mouth, and the sweet wine is fragrant in his mouth.

"I can eat the best foie gras, delicious and fresh. Bill Newton praised, "The chef is very good. ”

"Mistress Newton is a gourmet?" asked Fred Mann, "and all this foie gras was made this morning." ”

"Tsk, it's expensive. Krauser Wiggins carefully cut out a slice of foie gras and sniffed, "The geese are brought in by canal clipper, and they are very expensive. ”

"Imperial celebrations, it's rare to be able to eat, don't mention money. Bill Newton sniffed the sweet wine, "I dare say it comes from the Prime Minister's hometown." ”

Sebastian was too lazy to deal with the intelligence chief, he preferred to sit with Olaf, but depending on the seat, he could only sit next to the prince.

On stage, the juggler tosses 3 torches, and the torches draw circles in the air, always with 1 in hand. When he finished the performance, he was greeted with applause.

"If the magician comes to perform, it's no problem to control 10 fireballs. Bill Newton raised his glass to Sebastian and whispered.

Sebastian had to raise his glass back: "Magicians are not jugglers, you don't let them hear them." ”

"It seems to me that they are all the same, they are all loyal to His Majesty, and those who have evil intentions should be on guard at every turn. Bill lifted his chin to the other side and blinked.

The second appetizer was smoked salmon, which was rolled into a flower and ruddy in color, and Sebastian picked up a slice of lemon and vigorously poured the lemon juice on top.

"Haven't had the main course yet?" His Majesty the Emperor asked Sebastian as he shoved the smoked salmon into his mouth and gulped down half a glass of sweet wine, with foie gras crushed at the corner of his mouth.

"After another appetizer, it's time for the main course. Sebastian followed Bill's gaze and looked at the provincial lords sitting to the right of the Emperor, and the way they held knives and forks showed the upbringing of each of them: Moody Bayer, who was from Gascanic, had experienced enough wind and rain at the age of 66 to cut foie gras; Karen Madison, who was only 22 years old, closed his mouth and took a sip of sweet wine, and he was as quiet as a lady at the moment, but Sebastian guessed that he didn't want to talk to Moody Bayer; Bloom is from the province of Orlando, Sebastian is relatively familiar with him, I saw him open his mouth, but unexpectedly the salmon fillet fell on the table, he picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth with lightning speed, and remained silent; Vincent von Lübeck's face has never seen joy or sorrow, among all the lords, he was placed in the farthest position from the emperor, he savored the sweet wine, saw Sebastian's gaze, raised his glass, Sebastian could only return the salute, raised his glass and took a sip of sweet wine.

"This thing can be seen everywhere outside Yuhua City. They never eat properly. Olaf's eyes widened, and he fiddled with his hands, pulling out the meat from it and stuffing it into his mouth, frowning, "The meat is quite tender." ”

"You're not from Sunset Province, don't tell me you haven't eaten baked snails. Kagelon Young made a fuss and said, "A lot of the peasants in the empire are eating. ”

"Because there are a lot of wild snails outside Thundercastle, I thought of this dish. Reduce costs. "But I heard that the emperor's celebration was going to be used, and many people went out of the city to catch snails, and those who dared to sit on the ground and raise the price were beaten by me." ”

Sebastian hooked out the snail meat with a special hook and said with a prickly expression: "Yes, spend the money on the blade, just the appetizer." "Over-budgeting, reducing costs, and then rubbing oil, Krauser is proficient in this.

"Liar, which is the main course?" His Majesty the Emperor held his knife and fork, his eyes widened, and he looked at the oxtail consommé on the plate, "Hurry up, tell them wine, brandy, whiskey." ”

Sebastian couldn't cry or laugh, and whispered to His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, the nobles are here, are you ......?"

"That's right," His Majesty the Emperor raised his voice, "Come, fill the glass with wine, damn it, it's not dessert wine, bring brandy, and salute our distinguished guests from all the provinces!"

"Throughout the ages, there are several parts to the foundation of the empire, and you are an indispensable part!" His Majesty the Emperor licked his lips, "I recognize you, the Wagner family and the Becker family in the Ha'an District, you bravely supported the righteous side during the civil strife in the empire. ”

After the tyrant Yudit was killed by his son, there was a civil strife, and the Zmailman family in Orlando Province launched a coalition to avenge Yudit and crusade against the rebels, and the Wagner family and the Becker family dragged the coalition army in the swamps of the He'an District, buying time for the Imperial Army to mobilize troops to suppress it.

At this time, the side dishes that had not moved around the emperor were removed, and finally the main dish that he had in mind was served. The steak sizzled and bubbled on top.

"That's what the words say, Sebastian, meat and wine, it's delicious. His Majesty the Emperor poured himself brandy and pushed away the oxtail consommé. He cut open the steak, eagerly stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Oh, I know you too, the Dietrich family, the gold bonanza has made you rich, I heard that your bed is made of gold?"

Your Majesty should not be so rude, the other party is richer than the country. Sebastian looked uneasily at both sides of the conversation.

"Back to Your Majesty, it's not that exaggerated. We are only a small business, and with the recent high costs, life is not easy. Gross Dietrich wore a richly gilded robe, and his words were full of dissatisfaction.

"That's why we're celebrating the next 100 years and toasting to a better future for our children and grandchildren. "His Majesty the Emperor drank half a glass of brandy in one go, and ate most of the steak.

Gross Dietrich's face was almost contorted, and His Majesty's words were like daggers plunged into his heart. Not long ago, the Dietrich family had just died their eldest son, Robert. He raised his glass in embarrassment, glistening with tears, drank half of the brandy in one gulp, and put it down heavily.

Both sides are hiding needles. Sebasti thought to himself, it was too tiring to guess the subtext. When the celebration is over, I should at least give myself a big vacation.

At this moment, the sound of trumpets sounded on the stage, and the majestic sound of the horn was accompanied by the melodious sound of the lute, and "The Suluz Canal" slowly entered the ears, and one bard sang the high notes, and another bard and the alto.

"Oh, behold, a real feast, pigeon pie!" His Majesty the Emperor's attention returned to the delicacy.

Six people carry a huge pie, and the surface of the pie moves slightly. Sebastian could hear the birds chirping inside.

His Majesty the Emperor was in high spirits, and with a scimitar in his hand, he cut open the pie, and about a hundred little pigeons flew out of it, and they rushed into the sky, dropping their feathers, and—

"Whoa! Bird poop on my head!Which idiot let the pigeon?!See if I don't kill him!" a slightly drunken man scolded.

"What's wrong with the pigeon I put it?" His Majesty the Emperor's face was already red, and he grabbed a piece of pie and strode up to the man.

The scholar blinked and whispered, "No, it's Baron Kuhn, a nobleman from the province of Menot, and a distant uncle of Karen Madison, who has a temper like a fiery horse. ”

Baron Kuhn's drunken eyes were hazy: "Idiot, pigeon pie is the dirtiest thing, and the pie is full of bird." Only fools eat. ”

His Majesty the Emperor came to Baron Kuhn with a scimitar in one hand and a pie in the other: "You give me food!"

Baron Kuhn's face turned pale, and he hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. ”

"Your Majesty, my uncle is old and dazzled, and he has a poor amount of alcohol, so he can't take drunk words seriously. Karen Madison knelt before the Emperor, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger." ”

"Eat!" the emperor held the pie.

Baron Kuhn shuddered and took the pie, and Sebastian saw that there was indeed white bird droppings on it, and he felt so sick that he wanted to vomit the steak.

"Everybody eats for me! Pigeon pie has a long history, symbolizing the long history of the empire. The Emperor waved his scimitar and pointed at all the diners present.

Sebastian took a small piece, and when he looked at it, his piece didn't have bird droppings, but it smelled faintly.

Baron Kuhn frowned, closed his eyes, stuffed the pie into his mouth, coughed violently, and the pie squirted out, all at the emperor's feet.

"You dare to rebel against the Emperor?" His Majesty the Emperor put his scimitar on Baron Kuhn's neck.

"No, I'm choking. The baron argued.

Karen was still kneeling: "Your Majesty is angry, the celebration of the empire, uncle is too happy, drunk." ”

The emperor waved his hand: "No, he hasn't drunk enough." "Two golden-robed men brought an oak barrel.

"Tie him up!" the Emperor staggered, "haven't you learned the hanging? I am the authority of the Empire! You dare to rebel against me! Slaughtered!"

Kajielun Yang was so anxious that he shouted: "Your Majesty, it is unlucky to kill people in celebrations!

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, his voice louder than that of Kachelon, and he shouted, "It's you again! ”

Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on, take the funnel, one each for Carchelon and Kuhn, I don't kill anyone, I invite you to drink and drink all the wine in the oak barrel!" As soon as His Majesty the Emperor finished speaking, Sebastian's hands and feet became cold. He was at a loss.

Baron Kuhn and Governor Kagelon Young were in the Imperial Garden, trapped in an oak tree, their golden robes stuffing a funnel in their mouths, and red wine from oak barrels spilling all over their bodies. Sebastian saw their stomachs grow larger.

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, they struggled, kicked their legs, the dirt under their feet was kicked out of the pit, and finally, they stopped struggling.

"This is the end of rebellion against the authority of the Empire!" His Majesty the Emperor laughed.

At the end of "The Canal of Sulus", the two bards have high-pitched voices and drag on the last note: "The empire is like a canal, it has a long history, the canal runs through the north and the south, and the blessings are ...... everywhere"