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Three days after Hussein's return, the killing that had finally been stopped was once again bloodshed in the city of Damascus.

Fortunately, it wasn't human blood that would be shed.

Even with the tension and blood of the upper class, Eid al-Adha is still one of the three most important festivals in Islam, a day of revelry for the common people and the poor.

Early in the morning, after finishing the morning service with the whining shouts of the summoners, the crowd had already driven the cattle to the main square of the mosque, in order to worship the Lord, prayed sincerely, praised the Lord's kindness and power, one by one mullahs, imams and other Islamic scholars took the lead in praying, and the prayer continued until the three poles of the sun, before stopping.

The animals required for Eid al-Adha are not all kinds of animals, the requirements must be active, healthy, and beautiful animals, large families slaughter camels, the medium financial use of cattle, the common people use sheep, the poor can be exempted, pigs can never appear on this occasion, otherwise it is disrespectful.

When the sun rose, the joy of the festival finally came to an end, and a camel or ox was pressed to the ground in sorrow, and after kneeling on the ground in prayer, the Arab herdsmen raised their heads and shouted for Tekbir and cut their knives hard.

Tekbir means Allah is greater, and in an instant, the blood of livestock stained the main square of the mosque red, and the cheers were also noisy.

The meat of the animals slaughtered on Eid al-Adha is divided into three parts, one for one's own use, one for relatives and friends, and one for the poor, and after the slaughter, the blood is completely cleaned, because the Sharia stipulates that believers are not allowed to eat blood products.

Under the red carbon fire, strings of camel beef and mutton bubble with golden grease and fall drop by drop, emitting a piece of green smoke, and the rich fragrance ripples out, on the other hand, elderly women rarely appear in public under the busyness, the internal organs are also cleaned and cut into sections, and the unique taste of the stew is wafting to every corner of the square.

Rich or poor, known or not, any Arab could sit in the square and feast, and the young people danced lively traditional dances, and some of the elderly even played the desolate and melodious oud.

In the era of no entertainment, such a festival is one of the happiest festivals of the year for Arabs, and it is really like the lively Chinese New Year, full of festive atmosphere in singing and laughing.

Suddenly, the noise of the street was loud and loud, and the warriors of the Caliphate Praetorian Army drove a large number of cattle and sheep to the main square of the mosque, and then the black flag of King Islam marched neatly to the front of the square, making the crowd celebrating the festival even more boiling.

The Caliphate is coming! Here comes the spokesman whom the Lord has set up on earth!

Even if Hassan's reputation is not good, his appearance still makes fanatical believers surround him like a star in the future, reverently chanting the name of the caliph.

Having been in the deep palace all year round, it is rare to see such a lively scene, wearing a beautiful silk robe from China, Hassan is also very excited, standing on the shoulder robe carried by several people, frequently waving to his people, sitting on the shoulder robe behind Hassan, Hou Jie took off a bag of gold coins from his waist with a smile at the right time and handed it over. Satisfied with Hou Jie, he grabbed a large handful of gold coins, and Hassan laughed and threw them out like rain.

Watching the people scramble over the gold coins, and then shouting their names even more fervently, Hassan's big mouth smiled like a flower.

Seeing this scene, Hussein's handsome face, who was following behind him, became even more gloomy, interrupting Hassan's gold-sprinkling activity with unswervingness, and shouted behind him in a gloomy tone: "Caliph, please hold a sacrifice on behalf of the royal family."

Even the caliph had to pay homage to the ancient prophets, so on Eid al-Adha, the caliph also symbolically slaughtered and sacrificed in the main square to express reverence to the Lord, but the dirty work was obviously not what Hassan was willing to do, and was interrupted by his younger brother to show off, and the caliph reluctantly ordered the guards to separate the noisy crowd and arrive at the innermost part of the Great Mosque Square.

The place where the imams used to preach was now replaced by a rather beautiful dromedary, with five or six sturdy Arabian guards holding the camel's limbs firmly, and two of them struggling to lift the camel's neck so that the long neck remained ready to be slaughtered.

The ministers reluctantly got down from their shoulders, took the sharp Damascus scimitar from the guards, Hassan handed it to the camel's neck in disgust and cut it off, and a stream of blood suddenly gushed out, seeing this scene, the civilians and imams watching the ceremony below couldn't help but cheer loudly.

However, the applause of the landslide came to an abrupt end, and Hassan did not have enough strength, and there was a sharp Damascus knife around it, but it was still only a big cut, far from the fatal level, and the camel that suffered from pain actually shook its neck and broke away from the two palace guards who were leading, and the hot camel blood sprayed Hassan's body, and the caliph was so panicked that he cursed and jumped around, embarrassed.

Some of the noble ministers who were close to this scene were dumbfounded, but fortunately, at this moment, the loud tekbir suddenly sounded again, the blade was like a bolt of lightning, and after a knife, the camel's neck was chopped open by two-thirds, and finally drooped aside.

"The caliph sacrificed his sacrifice, Allah willing!"

Ziyad, the governor of Kufa, who was close to him, immediately cheered, and listened to the cheers, and the unknown Damascus crowd behind them also cheered again, and the cries boiled over the huge mosque square.

It's just that looking at Hou Jie, who didn't get a drop of blood on his body, put the knife back into the sheath in a dashing manner, and scolded the dead camel with a bloody face, he didn't notice that Hassan, Hussein, the governor of Egypt, and the imam of Mecca, all showed an unhappy iron blue color on their faces.

If they have read the history of the Han Dynasty, they must have scolded Cao thief on the spot, Cao Cao also shot the head deer on behalf of the Son of Heaven during hunting, and everyone called the Son of Heaven a deer, so that the prestige of Liu Xie, the emperor of Han Xian, as the crown prince, was lost.

Despite such an episode, just after Hou Jie's political purge, the silence of the imperial bureaucracy was still unveiled, and Caliph Hassan angrily wiped his red face with a towel and cursed, while the servants drained the camel's blood and dragged it aside to peel it and prepare for cooking.

The second unlucky camel was brought up, and according to custom, after the caliph sacrificed, his most important right and left hands stepped forward one by one to slaughter and sacrifice the sacrifice, holding the knife, and Hou Jie also walked up to the high platform.

Similarly, more than a dozen people grabbed the camel, exposed the fragile neck, pulled out the Damascus scimitar, aimed at the trembling camel, Hou Jie compared the knife to it, and was about to cut it down, but at this time, a loud shout sounded behind him suddenly.

"Stop!"

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and Hussein, also carrying a knife and the hem of a long Arab robe, rushed to the high platform in front of the mosque with a solemn face.

Looking at his solemn appearance, a sneer appeared at the corner of Hou Jie's mouth, and then disappeared in a flash, regaining his humble appearance, Hou Jie arched his fist with a smile and said, "What?" Lord Hussein is also going to fight for this ranking? Okay, somebody. ”

"False name and me are like floating clouds!"

The handsome face was full of vengeful jealousy and the majesty of justice, and Hussein pointed at Hou Jie's face and roared with the majesty of righteousness and awe.

"As a believer in the Lord, emir of the Arab Empire, I do not think that the sacrifice of a murderer, murderer, hypocrite, lowly Chinese man, evil careerist will defile the altar of the Lord and defile this Eid al-Adha!"

"Hou Jie, you are the mastermind behind the evil Assasin faction, you are the biggest supporter of the Hawariji rebels, and you have betrayed the entire empire!"

This quality control was too serious, so serious that Hussein's voice fell for more than ten seconds, and no one dared to speak out, until he suddenly reacted to the fact that the governor of Kufa, Ziyad, walked out of the crowd angrily, pointed at Hussein's nose and scolded sharply: "Hussein, you are clearly jealous and jealous, spewing blood and slandering Lord Hou Jie, Lord, judge this jealous long-tongued woman, let him go to hell!"

"Hmph, it's clearly Hou Jie's villain with wolf ambitions."

Ibn the governor of Egypt, who had long been at odds with Ziyad, immediately stood up, glaring at Ziyad with unflinching bulls' eyes and shouting: "He is the one who should go to hell!"

The duel between the two governors was like a signal, and the generals and governors of more than 100 imams and mullahs gathered below immediately quarreled together, and some of them were so hot-tempered that they hugged each other and scuffled, and the people who watched the ceremony were dumbfounded.

Caliph Hassan, who was originally covered in blood and desperate to return to the palace, also widened his eyes in surprise, and asked Hussein in surprise: "Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Emir Hussein, this joke is not funny at all." Holding his arms indifferently, Hou Jie hummed indifferently. The fluttering attitude, hearing Hussein's ears, was like a provocation, and immediately made the younger brother of the contemporary caliph angry and sleepy pointed at Hou Jie and shouted.

"If you don't repent until you die, well, Ben Emir will let you see your true face today!"

"Silence!"

Listening to Hussein's lion-like roar on the stage, the Arab princes and ministers who were like vegetable markets were silent in an instant, whether it was the Houjie faction or the Hussein faction, they all watched the two people facing off in the power center on the stage in nervous and stunned shock.

The atmosphere froze to the extreme for a while.

After a long time, Hou Jie showed a sneer and waved his hand elegantly.

"Since Lord Hussein is so jealous of Hou, if there is anything to bring up, everyone's eyes are bright!"

"Humph!"

Once again, he snorted with anger, and then Hussein slapped his face......