At this moment, a violent jet came from the hall of the meeting room outside the large mirror, breaking the silence of the whole room—bursts of laughter, and the banquet had begun under the leadership of Lambert, the envoy of the honor guard, and Starurachos, the bartender. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The swarthy jugglers blew fireworks from the torches, and the atmosphere was so enthusiastic that Adelaide in the seat instantly forgot half of her previous fears, and she applauded happily like a bird, watching several jugglers constantly flip up and down in mid-air with a lever alone, and their eyes were very bold to look at Dorus, who was standing by the arch with his sword and doing the work of guarding. Lambert.

And she is still waiting for the arrival of the great guarantor, it is said that Gao Wen is going to the barracks to inspect and has not yet returned.

She had already made up her mind, and even if the purple-clothed Caesar wanted to expel her and her mother from Marshal Conrad to the Holy City, she would only be willing to do good things with one of them. Thinking of this, Nizi's expression was about to fly, and what she didn't notice was that to the right and left of her mother's seats, sat the two magistrates who had just come to the castle, Wright held a wine glass, raised her eyebrows, but seemed to be more interested in her mother, Countess Date, and the widowed Date could clearly feel the enthusiasm and informality of the other, so she asked the maid to raise her silk handkerchief and separate her face from Wright's sight; As for Anderodat, he sat upright, his eyes never moving half an inch from the field - Adelaide didn't bother to pay attention to the mushroom-headed fellow, and automatically ignored it.

In the midst of a burst of cheers, Lambert's wife, Hetomia, the court's royal ink officer, led Massoud in her left hand and Cia in her right hand, and stepped into the banquet from the "Agaren Palace" (one of the entire Tarsus palaces for Shahnamy and her children, the Eastern Roman name for the Saracens) - all the people, including Marshal Conrad and Duke Guillaume, were amazed at the wisdom and beauty of the Sultan's children, He also praised the Imperial Ink Officer for his attentiveness and severity in their education and supervision, for Massoud had been able to greet his guests in fluent Greek when he had taken the table, and when he confronted Conrad and Guillaume, he had used all the simple greetings of the other people.

In the next seat, Agnes was a little unhappy, she ignored Hertomia's advice to herself, and kept drinking, while Wen Ruominna, the sleeping officer standing next to her, never dared to make eye contact with the little sunfish, and bowed her head with her hands in a respectful and indifferent manner.

The whole hall was bustling with servants, servants and maidservants, one by one, serving delicious and sumptuous dishes of wine, but Caesar and the patron had not yet appeared.

This made the closed large mirror room even more silent, and Anna looked at Kabeamia, whose face had turned pale, and laughed again, "You are commenting on our husband and wife in your heart, right?" ”

"No, it's not." Kabeamia slowly lowered her hand.

"We husband and wife shoulder the sacred mission of the whole country to move forward and survive, and there are some situations that cannot be constrained by common sense." Anna replied very bluntly, and then she exhaled, walked up to Gawain and held her hand, "Sister Kabeamia and I will go to the banquet first, you don't have to go." Over there, I've asked the new sleeping officer, Wen Ruomina, to settle the matter, and she has obtained my secret counsel, an Adigai slave-born who is quick to understand the master's intentions. ”

With that, Anna called the female consul and walked out.

Then Gawain, who was still in the mirror room, heard the vigorous cheers outside, and welcomed the purple-clothed Caesar to the banquet.

In the midst of the tick-tock monotonous leakage, Gawain suddenly remembered what Azerhe had said to herself, she predicted that her generation would not be able to revive the entire Roman Empire, but would rely on the continued efforts of the next generation, "Why wait for the next generation, the next second generation, or the next third generation?" Man, there will always be such negative thoughts, shackled hands, sighs, trapped in the devil's prophecy and fate, the next generation will always have the problems that the next generation needs to face, and we should always let ourselves run ahead of them. ”

Then, Gawain slowly raised his hand, closed one eye, and looked at his figure in the mirror, a gesture he hadn't done in a long, long time, "bang......" his fingers raised, and the corners of his mouth simulated this sound.

During the banquet, Anna kept apologizing to everyone, "I'm afraid that the chief guatriant needs to deal with a big matter in the barracks and won't be able to come back." But it will not get in the way, and in a few days the Duke of Welf and Prince Sven will arrive in the city of Tarsus from both the west and the east, and we will have a lot of happy feasts to share. ”

"The front line of the Holy City is very tight, we are here to eat, isn't there some?" Archbishop Bice, the Archbishop of Milan, grabbed a tender piece of lamb with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked worriedly.

Anna smiled and apologized to the archbishop, "I almost forgot about it, thank you for reminding your Excellency the Bishop - but we are not slacking off in this matter, but are discussing with the Duke of Bohemond of Antioch about a joint march, and the results will soon be encouraging - in half a month we will be able to join forces and use the Venetian fleet directly through the sea to reinforce Lord Godfrey and them." I hereby promise that Tarsus is willing to send a brigade, and that Lord Bohemond is willing to send two hundred Norman knights and corresponding servant auxiliaries to fight alongside the Generalissimo and the Duke of Aquitaine. ”

Beather nodded excitedly, his beard shaking as he chewed, his shoulders twitching, and he looked around his seat with agitated enthusiasm, "Long live, long live, long live the generous and brave Christian warriors of Tarsus, long live Gawain and Ducasse Caesar!" ”

Then everyone laughed heartily, banging on various utensils and wine glasses, and praising Caesar in purple in unison. Anna's face was particularly ruddy and beautiful in the praise and firelight, and then her gaze turned to Adelaide, "Little princess, have you and your mother been satisfied with the food and wine in the court?" ”

"Thank you for your generosity, I am satisfied." Adelaide hurriedly thanked him.

Anna crossed her hand on her fleshy cheeks, "Why?" You don't even look at the two county chiefs beside you, cruelly ignoring them. How young and wonderful they were, for Androdart was in charge of the well-being of 250,000 men, and Wright was in charge of the fate of 100,000, and they enjoyed a fortune comparable to that of the richest duke and earl. ”

"Maybe I just don't like the civilian staff, I guess that's the case." Adelaide feigned some guilt and stuck out her tongue.

"In the previous great battles, Wright's glorious exploits in climbing the tower of Antioch dozens of feet high alone can be recorded in my diary." Anna brushed her black hair and gently corrected the little princess's deviant perception.

"I'm ashamed that I just made a small contribution, and I still bother His Highness Caesar." Wright waved his hand and modestly boasted to the countess next to him in disguise, which made Date even more embarrassed, constantly bowing his head and covering his face with his hands, coughing lightly. (To be continued.) )