Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Banquet

Aheimahan returned four days later, along with an army of 4,000, and another 20,000 or so under his command scattered in various cities and lived nomadically, and did not gather together in the city of Turpan. Soon after entering the city, he learned of the existence of Yue Buqun and the Five Virtues, and ordered someone to send an invitation to invite Yue Buqun to attend tomorrow's palace luncheon. The spies of the cathar army also reported that as soon as he returned to the mansion, he received many visits from the imams, and when the imams came out, they were all smiling. Soon after, he went out and entered the palace, and the palace ordered an invitation to be delivered. Yue Buqun said secretly: Whether it is a blessing or a curse, you will know when you see it tomorrow, it is really not possible to give up the Five Virtues Sect first and protect the martial arts. If none of the martial arts can be preserved, there will be nothing to be nostalgic for in the Western Regions.

On the second day, Yue Buqun wore cotton clothes, covered with a big white robe, tied a five-color belt, wore a Wei Jin Gao Shi crown on his head, and held a large hand-copied Five Virtues Sect scriptures, which looked like a bit of a fairy. Yue Buqun feared that the palace was a Hongmen banquet, and it was not suitable for too many people to go, so he decided that only he and eight protectors would go, and Qinnu and Mo Huaerche would stay in the Wude and Wuxing Palace. In this way, with Yue Buqun's martial arts, there is no problem in breaking through. Yue Buqun's mentality towards the ancients is becoming more and more unreasonable, they will not be as peaceful as the later generations, no matter whether they are good or evil, they are all commonplace and casual about killing.

When Yue Buqun came to the palace, his own palace guards came to greet him, invited Yue Buqun into the palace, and brought eight protectors to the house on one side to sit down. Yue Buqun followed a guard to the main hall of the palace, looking at the figure of the guard, he was indeed an iron-blooded warrior, full of murderous aura. It should be Ahei Ma Khan's direct personal guard, not Hebule's subordinate.

Wang Gong Yue Buqun has been here, but the main hall has never entered. The palace was originally the city lord's mansion that the previous city lord could not leave, and it had the intention of retiring here, and there was a huge amount of wealth in Turpan, so it was also luxurious in architecture and layout. The main hall of the palace was changed from the city lord's meeting hall, which is not very large and very simple. Entering the hall, dozens of Mongolian men dressed in Persian robes sat cross-legged in several rows on both sides, and there was a lot of food and fruit on the small table in front of each person, but there was no wine, Yue Buqun remembered that Persian Protestants were not allowed to drink.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, hundreds of eyes swept in unison, making Yue Buqun panic for a while. For the ancient kingship who could kill people at will, Yue Buqun reported the greatest respect, even if he couldn't be disgusted in his heart. Yue Buqun did not squint, and after taking a few steps forward, he made a Taoist salute and said in Mongolian: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, incredible merit." The road is dustless, and I have seen the lord of the country. There are many miscellaneous things in the poor Taoist temple, so it is late, and I ask the lord of the country to forgive me. ”

A deep baritone in the middle said, "It's not too late for the Dustless Sect Master to come, and the banquet hasn't officially started yet, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you, Lord of the country. After Yue Buqun saluted, he offered the Five Virtues Sect as a gift, and Ah Hei Ma Khan casually asked the palace people on the side to accept it. Yue Buqun glanced at Ah Hei Ma Khan at this time, thirty-four or five years old, with a medium stature, wearing a dark blue robe, a turban on his head, inlaid with red gemstones, and a small beard with inverted eight figures, he was quite handsome and wise. With a smile on his face, he was not hostile to Yue Buqun, but a little curious and admired.

Yue Buqun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, sat in the second place on his right hand, walked over and saluted again, and then sat cross-legged on the cotton ball on the Persian carpet. Yue Buqun looked left and right, and on the top of his right hand was an old man in a green robe who was more than fifty years old, who was immersed in eating, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Seeing that he is rude, and Ah Hei Ma Khan is not to blame, it can be seen that the weight of this old man is not low. The left hand is an acquaintance, and he sits upright without squinting, and he sees clearly that the status in Ahei Ma Khan's heart is not low. The first place opposite, no one has yet sat down, the second and third are two heads in the same yellow monk's robes, with big sandalwood Buddha beads, but there is no mercy on the family, full of cruelty, at this time is staring at Yue Buqun fiercely. Yue Buqun was also strange in his heart, he had never seen these two people, how could he look at himself like this, as if he had some great grudge.

Ahi Ma Khan said: "As soon as Ben Khan returned to Turpan City, he heard that the princess said that there was a fairy from the Central Plains in the city. I don't know what the Five Virtues Sect Leader of the Dustless Sect is?"

Before Yue Buqun could answer, he heard footsteps, and Ah Hei Ma Khan suddenly fell silent. A thin, white-faced, long-bearded man in his thirties walked into the main hall, wearing an old blue robe, plain in his body, without ornaments, and pale green eyes, full of wisdom. Yue Buqun said secretly, this must be the Persian Protestant mullah and Zhuo Ta Ding.

Aheimahan hurriedly stood up to greet him, and all the Mongolian generals also stood up to show respect. Yue Buqun didn't know whether to stand or sit, but when he saw that the two people opposite him and the old man in green at the head of his right hand did not stand up, he simply couldn't sit down. The white-faced long-bearded man gave a Persian-like sound of blessing, and talked to Aheima Khan for a few words before taking his seat, and everyone took their seats again.

Ah Hei Ma Khan raised the clear water cup and said blessings to everyone, Yue Buqun also raised his glass and pretended to be like it for a while, and the banquet officially began. Before Yue Buqun had eaten half of the food, he heard a head Tuo Chong on the opposite side shouting in Mongolian language: "This master is Yu Wenhao, the master of the King Kong Gate, and the master of the Wude Sect is strong in martial arts, and he is the peerless master of the Central Plains.

Yue Buqun's brows jumped, this is the prelude to doing it, the situation is unknown, it's better not to do it, so he smiled peacefully: "I'm afraid Master Yuwen has misbelieved people's words, poor martial arts are low, and he can't get along in the Central Plains, so he went to Turpan City to touch his luck." Fortunately, the people of Turpan City are charitable, and the poor road has a foothold, and the poor road dare to be presumptuous. This great prince is the prince of a country, if he does not ask for it, how can he be forced to collect it. ”

Tou Tuo was very satisfied with Yue Buqun's answer, nodded and said: "The Dustless Sect Master is really interesting, and in the future, the eldest prince will be taught by our two brothers, so don't bother the Dustless Sect Master." ”

Others are treasures when they are full speed, but in Yue Buqun's eyes, they are grass, and they replied with a smile: "As long as the lord and the eldest prince agree, Poor Dao has no opinion." Everyone present was amazed, it is rare to see this kind of dough-like person in the Western Regions, I don't know if it is really modest, or really a nest.

He only narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "This master is the Persian Protestant Great Mullah and Zhuo Ta Ding, according to the Wuchen Sect Master, the martial arts are low, and I think that the Five Virtues Sect is also a demagogic evil scripture, right?"

Yue Buqun smiled and asked, "I wonder if the big mullah and Zhuo have read the scriptures of this sect?"

He only smiled and said, "Does this master need to read such evil scriptures?"

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "As long as you guide people to be good and do not oppress and infringe on others, you can't call it an evil scripture." ”