Chapter 259: Wonderful Night at the Museum (5) (New Year's greetings to everyone in advance!)
The wooden chairs are polished, the tablecloths are brand new and clean, and the marble floors are clean and clean. The eternal blazing sun that hung high in the sky had set, but the glass pyramid was as bright as day.
A large number of torches were planted at the tops of the marble columns, and five or six bonfires were lit on the ground. Thanks to the exhaust tunnel, the smoke rises into the air and gathers into a single stream, which quickly dissipates.
Without the need for guidance, and based on the name tag that had already been posted, Quest quickly found his seat. In fact, the court servants were too busy to bother with their guests, nervously serving food for dinner.
In order to take into account the preferences of each invitee, the food at the banquet is extensive, including almost all the specialties of Medici:
The popular marinated cod in the archipelago territory, Beit City's famous grilled snake with spicy sauce and piping hot crab pie...... Even at his own table, Quith spotted the Nome region's specialty, fragrant camel steak and lemon duck.
With the butter-boiled turnips and a bite of lemon duck, the young blue dragon then ate a large piece of camel steak. Although I don't want to admit it, compared to the chef of the Beit court, the gourmand who also made these dishes, Bru, is simply abusing the ingredients.
Unlike the feasting customs of previous lives, Medici banquets usually allow the invited guests to fill their stomachs before the host of the banquet appears, at which point the banquet becomes a purely social banquet.
At this time, most of the guests are staggering and enjoying their own dinner. Only a few, like the Zaganpasha, would try to strike up a conversation with food in order to get more help.
Armed with a bowl of braised cod, a food made by filling the belly of a puffin with a long fermented meal, the ruler of the archipelago slowly paced to Queth's side as he chatted with people.
"Your Excellency, you can try the delicacies of this archipelago territory," Zagan smiled and handed the spicy-smelling braised cod to the young blue dragon, "I have to admit that the chefs in His Majesty's court make this food quite authentically. ”
Just as Quest was about to insert a small piece of "meaning" with a silver fork for the sake of etiquette, a stranger came over and relieved him, "Treat vomit as a delicacy, and only you archipelago territories can have such a dirty habit." ”
"Khalil, you old bastard!"
Feeling insulted, Zaganpasha angrily dropped the cod, and the halberd fingers opened and scolded angrily. For a while, many pairs of eyes were attracted by his loud shouting and scolding, and they gathered on this side in unison.
It was not someone else who made sarcastic remarks about Zagan, it was Khalil Pasha who was "at odds with". However, looking at the strength of the two scolding, Quest doesn't think that their relationship is just as simple as "a gap", maybe "deep hatred" is more accurate.
"You pirate leader, like a seagull who can only talk big," the square-faced Khalil, enraged by Zagan's barrage of greetings in the Archipelago language, replied violently: "May you plunge headlong into the sea and drown there forever." ”
Not to be outdone, Zaganpasha said: "You stupid donkey who is accustomed to slandering tricks, when you were clearing pirates, didn't the inhabitants of the archipelago tell you the news?
The two Pasha scolded each other regardless of their status, but they were clearly measured: they did not affect the others, nor did they attack each other by any means other than words.
The battle continued for a while, and someone stepped forward - several warriors in half-body armor came up and separated the two Pasha with a modest but forceful attitude, and eliminated the sudden farce.
Judging from the blazing sun patterns on the heads of those warriors, Quest guessed that they belonged to the Duty Force under the command of Davidsman, but in addition to the Duty Officers, he clearly felt that there were several fierce auras that were also locked here at the same time.
It seems that the security level of this banquet is not low, and there are people watching every invited guest at any time and place. But if you think about it, you can understand that after all, the pharaoh of Medici is here.
The banquet continued for about half an hourglass, and with the sound of cymbals striking, everyone consciously put down their dishes, and Quith was no exception.
The host of the feast, the purple robes and golden mask, followed the Pharaoh by half a body and walked through the corridor at the end of the open-air hall.
The melodious sound of the flute was accompanied by the drums and the ode to the "Friendship of Esindo".
At this moment, everyone, whether it was the serving court servants, the guards standing guard, the invited nobles of Baith, and the Pasha who came from all over the country stood up straight and began to chant this hymn in praise of the ancient heroes of Medici.
"You are well. ”
At the end of the "Friendship of Esindo", in the center of the hall, the Pharaoh was the first to greet the people invited to the feast.
"May the Pharaoh be long and the Emperor of the Heavens and the Emperor of the Empire forever glorious. ”
As the others chimed in, wondering if they were mistaken—and of course it was very unlikely—the young blue dragon felt that the Pharaoh seemed to be glancing at him, and smiled kindly.
"I just heard the commotion," said Ezindo, sitting in the largest reclining chair present, "Zaganpasha, Khalil Pasha, I already know your dispute." ”
Hearing this, the two people hurriedly walked out of the crowd, put their hands on their chests and bowed, first confessed to the emperor of the United States, and then defended themselves. Khalil was still a little more reserved, while the younger Zagan simply turned into a handful of snot and tears.
The ruler of the archipelago realm, who could not care about the prestige of the Pasha at this time, cried bitterly: "Please Your Majesty make the decision for those innocent islanders." The old Pi, Khalil Pasha, has cut off the grain transportation routes of the archipelago territory, and they are no longer hungry...... Woowoo woo ......"
"I've never seen such a brazen person!"
Khalil, who was almost called "The Old Horseman", was already out of rage, and if it weren't for the presence of the Pharaoh and the Great Vishur, and the proximity of the many guards on duty, he would have wanted to repay the "bastard" of Zagan.
"Your Majesty Mingjian, the reason why your subordinates chose to resort to force is because the coastal territories were attacked by pirates in the archipelago territory, and several villages and towns were slaughtered. And when I finished my crusade against the pirates and returned a quiet sea to the northern frontier of the United States, and wanted to ask for compensation from this 'ineffective control of the people' Zagan, he tried to prevaricate in every possible way in an attempt to repay the debt. ”
Khalil Pasha's statement was well-founded, and for a time it was agreed by many of the nobles of Beit - many of them were also merchants who were engaged in trading, and the pirates in the northern waters of Medici would indeed compromise their business.
Ezindo nodded, although intervening in this dispute was not in line with the advice given by the squire officer who was a thinker before, but the exchange he had just had with Davishal had given him some new ideas.
"I have always been cautious in supporting the innocent victims' claims for compensation," he said, reassuring or halting Zagan's rebuttals, adding: "But I remain dissatisfied with the indiscriminate use of violence, especially the blockade of our shipping lanes." ”
Davishur, who stood beside him without saying a word, duly took out two papyrus scrolls from the sleeves of his robes and presented them with a slight bow. Knowing the above contents, Ezindo took the scroll and distributed it directly to the two Pashas.
"Khalil Pasha, your loss will be compensated, and rest assured, Zagan Pasha, I will not let my people starve," Ezindo said with a self-contained expression, looking at the two of them's changing expressions, "but from now on, you two must cooperate sincerely. ”
"There are enough sailors in the archipelago territory, and they are all willing to carry goods for Your Majesty. Zagan replied first.
"The overseers in our farms and mines can also be used to drain the energy of those people at any time. Khalil was also not to be left behind.
Standing not far from the two, Quest only glanced at it with his keen eyesight, and after thinking about it again, he figured out the reason:
The Usaso Empire was unable to compensate for the remaining war debts, so it hoped to be able to offset the accounts with slaves from the "Naoetsu Talent Market". However, the previous Pharaoh had long ago changed his constitution to ban the slave trade in the empire, except for those convicted in the city of Beit. It's just that some islands in the archipelago at that time had not yet been discovered and colonized by the Medici, which can be counted as an exception.
Therefore, the Pharaoh took advantage of this loophole and turned the disputed island between Zagan and Khalil into a special slave trade zone, which was jointly built and profited by the two parties, but was managed by the obsidian council mages sent by the Pharaoh.
In this way, it not only makes up for Khalil's losses, but also allows Zagan of the archipelago to give an account to the islanders, and at the same time can provide more obsidian beads for the Obsidian Council, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone.
The only one who didn't benefit from this was the Great Veyshur, who almost single-handedly contributed to this. And through a few limited encounters with him, Quest doesn't think he's really that selfless - there must be hidden intentions in this.
However, apart from Quith, no one else in the audience had the heart to think about these issues.
"Now, entering the banquet after dinner," the golden-masked Davishal stretched out a palm, and a staff appeared out of thin air, and he tapped the ground with the end of the staff, "I also have some new friends, and I would like to invite everyone to visit together." ”
At first, some people had no interest in this, but just as Davish slammed his staff, a lot of runic languages suddenly jumped out, and these runes suddenly turned into dazzling yellow halos, constantly beating, and surrounded everyone in the middle.