Kingdom's Bloodline

Chapter 648 The Jade Mystery City (Part 2)

When the night fell and Thales and Jen stepped into the magnificent banquet hall, the contention banquet started in less than an hour, but the guests had long been coveted and talked enthusiastically. Some people were even drinking and drinking, and there were even a few more bold foreign guests. Swinging wildly in the iris garden, singing and dancing, howling ghosts and wolves.

This gives Thales a new impression of the banquet habits of the South Bank: food and wine are non-stop, bardics are intermittent, and guests can start a night carnival without waiting for the host to arrive.

"Our...Guests, they come from all directions," this was the pale and feeble explanation of Jen, who had a pale face, especially when he saw two Ligudan guests who were drinking too high were wrestling in his garden. When countless people trampled on the lawn, "This, um, demonstrates the tolerance of the Emerald City to embrace all rivers."

The Duke of Thales cautiously expressed his appreciation.

After all, the people of the North are just eating, drinking, playing exercises.

But because of this, when the two dukes were seated, Thales did not encounter the whistling and tsunami of the royal family banquet, nor the sense of the wolves waiting in the banquet hall of Longxiao City. Along the way, he recognized Naturally, their guests smiled respectfully and saluted, while those who did not recognize them were immersed in the festive atmosphere of the banquet, which made the teenager feel a long-lost relaxation.

"Thanks to you," Jen said with a bad face. "This year there are more guests than in previous years, and the level is higher. Looking at this banquet, many people I didn't expect are coming-everyone thinks there is a chance to take advantage of it. "

Thales’ eyes lit up: "And this means..."

Jen nodded, his expression solemn:

"If your father wants to do it, tonight will be a good time-in front of these distinguished guests, I have too many constraints and little room for strain."

The atmosphere between the two suddenly cooled down.

"Then, have you found anything in the Emerald City these past few days?"

Jane glanced at Thales:

"Of course there are: commercial disputes in the Dianjin District, drunkards in the Canal District, the playwrights in the Goddess District reporting each other, the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood take advantage of the celebration to cover smuggling, but they all happen every year, and none of them are involved. Go to Kongming Palace."

Tyles' eyes moved slightly: "This is interesting, where will he or the Kingdom Secret Division start?"

Jean's eyes sharpened, he looked at the guests at the banquet:

"We will know."

"Ah, Lord Jen! Hahaha!"

A rough voice sounded, interrupting the two of them.

"I wanted to talk to you about which chambers of commerce to give permission for the next quarter," a drunk, murderous man put his arms around a coquettish exotic beauty, and came to Jen with a grinning grin, "but such What you see, unfortunately tonight, my anxious new female companion can't wait!"

"No hurry, Tanganga owner, after all, there are still six days to celebrate." Janen smiled slightly.

Tanganga laughed, the scar on his face twisted:

"Well said, there are still six days! Haha! We have to hurry up and find a room, don't wait for your husband to sober up and recover... The banquet is short, time does not wait!"

Tels narrowed his eyes, watched Tanganga and his new female companion hurriedly leave, then looked back at Jen.

"Don't look at me," Jaen was not surprised, "'Seawolf' Tanganga is a Kasai, this is the style of the son of a girl."

"Kasai? Son of a girl? But that's not..."

"Pirate," Jayne affirmed, "Yes, at least his grandfather and mother are both."

Thales frowned.

"Their tribe used to end their prestige on the sea. They went wild for a while, burning, killing, looting, and doing no evil," the Duke of South Bank snorted coldly. In Tanganga’s generation, his mind became alive."

"Lively?"

Jen nodded, disdainfully said:

"Now, they are no longer pirates, but the'Seawolf Ship Corps.' The scope of their business includes legally and compliantly transporting, escorting, patrolling, investigation and peacekeeping at sea—and doing the opposite business legally and compliantly. "

Legal compliance?

"The opposite business..." Thales looked strange. "You mean robbery, robbery, robbery, robbery and... robbery?"

"No, then you underestimate them."

Jen shook his head and denied, lowering his voice:

"You know, Tanganga also engages in kidnapping and extortion."

Tels startled:

"And you cooperate with such a person?"

"Cooperation?" Jen was only ridiculous, "This is how you underestimated me-do you think, who gave them the motivation to legally re-employ?"

With mixed feelings, the two of them all entered the table together.

"I was thinking," Thales looked at the guests, "Will Secret start with these foreign guests? For example, the Tanganga just now—will he betray you?"

Jane smiled contemptuously:

"He is not qualified yet."

As the host of the banquet and the Duke of South Bank, Jane was quite busy this night, and had to get up from time to time for entertainment, or to accept interviews during the dinner:

In addition to the Kasai shipowner Tanganga, the son of the head of the Ligudan state brought greetings from across the ocean to the two dukes and hinted that he might be the next head of the state. He waited for them with expectation. However, the two dukes were obviously worried and did not have time to talk to him. The guests finally turned angrily and left in disappointment;

Several noble ladies from the Kingdom of Trou dared to ask Master Jen to show their faces and dance. After being turned down, they turned to Thales with sad faces, but when Thales was about to smile and decline, they were gesticulating with the prince. After being tall, they left disappointed and said that the custom does not allow them to dance with men who are shorter than themselves; This chapter is updated by Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net

(The prince ate the next plate of food angrily, and Duke Jen happily and kindly reminded him to add two more plates.)

The two guests from Donglu belonged to two families in the seven surnames of the Humble dynasty. They represented Dieba and Dolo Zhicheng Humble of Lierden, and Talal of Congzhongcheng, Dusuan. Lisheng Godalan, came to extend his blessings to Duke Jen and Prince Thales.

"Remember, Humbler is not only their royal family name, but also the name of the dynasty-although when the'Great Kadil' Ama Mimmo Humber founded the country, he was a mixed race of people, Nie Da people, barren mountain people, and red earth people. , Yandi people, Yanhai people..." While receiving greetings from the guests, Jane reminded them in a low voice in Thales' ears, "But today, we are used to calling them Humblers, just like they call us Xingchenren. , Not Ludor."

"I know." Thales answered quietly and whispered.

"There are seven surnames in the Hanbur court, which are divided into seven powers: Tuba chanting, Azad holding a sword, Gorda Lan, holding a lamp, Uhraya holding the whip, Meriyah bongpan, Taqambuyu Ma, Nifat Siheng. Now the seven surnames have also absorbed new blood and incorporated into foreign surnames, which is equivalent to becoming the seven power groups, and they ruled the dynasty together with the Humble royal family who lived in the city of Haven. "

"I know!"

"In addition to calling the monarch Kadil, the Humblers also called the prince and the duke Diyeba, and the city chiefs called Talal-you don't call it a **** later, otherwise it's not he or you. Unlucky, or I'm unlucky."

"I know—really, will you be unlucky?"

"This happened in history, known as the'cousin's mistake'. As a result, the seven surnames were killed and blood flowed. A Patriarch of the Temple of Sunshine and a Kadil were replaced. Another time, Su Ye The dynasty gave them a wrong title in their books of communication, and the war between the two countries lasted for a full twenty-forget it, for the sake of world peace, you might as well shut up for a while."

With the passage of time, the atmosphere of the battle feast became more enthusiastic, and Thales, who was divided, quickly found a familiar figure:

Doyle held a wine glass, hooked up his shoulders with a few local young brothers, laughed unscrupulously, and sang a terrible song in the chorus; Glover sat in the corner alone, with Roll on the opposite corner. Husband, you look at me, I look at you; Mallos politely talked with a few elderly guests, and from time to time sent sharp glimpses of death to the men around him; Paul stood on the edge of the observatory watching the scenery, talking with A few calm demeanors, the nobles who know the great background by looking at their family crests are getting along in harmony; Neshi is mixed in a group of energetic people, cheering wildly around a team performing acrobatics; Huaiya is dragged by Kong Muto , Surrounded by guests who looked like civil servants, showing polite smiles; Stou and Piloga of the logistics wing walked past the table full of meals, pointing and arguing about-what, how many on the table birds?

Chickens, ducks, geese, skylarks, quails, pigeons, partridges, peacocks, turtledoves, ostriches, mountain snipes... the poultry meals on the table, the boring Thales was interrupted when he counted to the twelfth species. Because the musicians at the other end of the hall are about to start playing music.

True Nima is extravagant.

Thyls thought nonchalantly.

The South Bank nobles can see the extravagance and wastefulness of the banquet—especially those whose emblems are decorated with three colors of flowers, those above the earl and below the king, and those with one of the best towns in a certain kingdom as their main city, and those whose heads are equal. Young and wealthy noble family (in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, the Duke of Thales is here to hide his name).

As revenge, Thales chose to continue to eat their food in big mouthfuls.

"The one with no eyebrows just now is Hasha, the special envoy of the state chief of the Tyronn trading state." Jane, who went out for a round of entertainment, returned to his seat, and immediately coldened his face. He was no longer approachable, "he actually dared to follow When I mentioned tariffs, I also hinted at his relationship with several royal franchisees... Does he think he can rely on this to threaten me, or does he think that the Canstar royal family is something good?"

"Uh... Am I sitting here?" Thales frowned and reminded him.

"I know," Jen said irritably, "Otherwise, how can we show that our relationship is cold and hostile to each other?"

"Well, it seems," Thales was speechless for a while, "something makes sense?"

But Jain's eyes moved:

"Actually, I was thinking about one thing," the Duke of South Bank turned to Thales. "The wine merchant, Moss, how are you sure that he was bought by Secret Science?"

I saw it with my own eyes in the secret department.

"Presumably," Thales put down the tableware, his face as usual, "What's wrong?"

Jen stared at him for a long time, then nodded.

"Moss has a good idea about making money, but when it comes to being a spy...Why is the Kingdom Secret Division looking for this guy who is full of flaws and shows his feet on the first day?"

"In order to provoke the contradiction between us," Thales said logically, "Of course, on the surface, they succeeded."

Zhan En narrowed his eyes:

"Really just like this?"

"Why don't you let Dagori go?" Thales shrugged, "Look who he is going to look for, and who is going to look for him?"

Jen shook his head and denied:

"It's too late, let him go now, it will only be more suspicious-wait, did I see... Is Aarond standing there? Ms. Miranda Aarond?"

Thales quickly fixed his eyes:

On the opposite side of the sofa, a group of guests with different costumes were happily singing a very exotic song. Miranda was surrounded by a group of ladies in the middle, following the rhythm, swaying from side to side, opening and closing lips, full The face is unlovable.

Jen looked at Miranda, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"No," Thales spit out his bones, and shook his head lightly, deliberately in an unfathomable tone, "The one standing there is my sharpest weapon."

Jen looked at him like a fool.

A few seconds later, the Duke of South Bank sighed.

"Are you sure your Majesty will do it here? Intent on the Emerald City?"

Thyls's mood sank after hearing the words.

"He will."

Jen glanced at him.

"Trust me," Thales sighed softly and turned his attention back to his seat. "No matter the parliament, the banquet, the government hearing, even the loser mutual aid association in a tavern, when there are many people, With all eyes in sight, something will happen to me, and it must be a major event..."

Jenn did not speak, only his eyes flickered.

"Then," Thales was staring at him uncomfortably, and he quickly changed the subject, "You are prepared, have a plan, do you expect the king to start and how to deal with you?"

Jen looked at him for a long time before he hummed softly.

"Isn’t this clear to you, should you tell me?"

Thales had a heartbeat.

Fortunately, Duke Iris tweeted:

"In the past few days, your subordinates are spying up and down like a mouse in the Emerald City, and you are wandering around the city on my hospitality funds-are you looking for weaknesses and figure out how to deal with the Kevin Deere family? ?"

Thyls was relieved now.

"Yes, because this is what I should do."

The prince adjusted his mood and made himself sound confident:

"Since we have to follow our plan to let everyone, especially my father, see that the two of us are in conflict and are hostile to each other... Then I will send personnel to detect and detect and think about how to bring you down. This is not normal, even Is it necessary?"

Jen raised his eyebrows.

"It's right, it's so right."

The Duke of South Bank's gaze hit Thales’s eyes directly:

"So, have you and your people found anything in the Emerald City?"

Tyles' expression changed slightly, and when he was waiting to answer, there was a small commotion at the banquet.

The two dukes looked together, only to see a Far Eastern man dressed in ancient imperial costumes, walking into the brightly lit banquet hall accompanied by his entourage.

Man cannot tell his age from his appearance, but his face is pale, his eyes are cold, his long hair hangs down his shoulders, and his gait is impeccable. However, people who recognize him often change their expressions and retreat for fear of avoiding it.

"finally."

Strangely, when Jen saw this man, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if a big rock had fallen on his chest.

"As far as I know, they arrived at the Emerald City early, but they have been waiting and staying in the house, so they don’t go out easily," the Duke of South Bank said with a serious face and sat down, "Now, they are finally here."

The banquet was still going on, and many guests were still immersed in the joyful atmosphere, but Mallos in the distance hurriedly gestured, and the Star Lake Guard struggled to break free from the feasting atmosphere and approached Thales.

The visitor from the Far East moved forward blankly, stepping on the ground every step of the way, but there was no sound, and he didn't even shake his shoulders.

Tyles looked at the man, vaguely felt that something was wrong, but couldn’t tell for a while:

"That Far Easterner, who came from Suye?"

"Yes," Jaen looked strangely, "but not either."

"what?"

Just listen to Jane humming:

"Because he is dead."

Thales was startled.

In an instant, the visitor from the Far East had arrived in front of the two dukes. He faintly stretched out his hand and declined the wine plate offered by Ashford.

Jean smiled and was about to speak, but the guest slowly turned his head, his cold gaze flicked over Jen, and landed on Thales.

"It is an honor to meet you in person, Your Highness Thales, Duke of Star Lake."

He speaks a standard lingua franca, and his voice is calm and unwavering, as if a machine is running.

"As a descendant of Canstar, you look like King Fuxing, but you are somewhat similar to Black Eye." The guest looked at Thales motionlessly, with weird eyes.

Renaissance King, Kurome...

The crimes of Hell River burned anxiously, and Thales' complexion changed slightly.

was so close, he finally found out what was wrong.

The response from the **** senses to him was strange and familiar: the feedback inside the opponent's body was a strange dark red, silent and ominous, and even the vibration caused by breathing did not appear.

"Le Corleone, from the kingdom of night on the other side of the end of the sea."

The guests from the Far East salute respectfully, but their pale faces are expressionless.

Um? Corleone, the night...

Thales frowned.

"As the Adjutant of His Majesty Cortlinna, I bring you greetings and gifts from the Blood Sea Throne."

Ke, Kotlin...

Tels opened his eyes wide, he resisted the faint phantom pain on his neck, and reacted:

"You mean crying, uh, Kurt, uh, queen of the night?"

Far Eastern kinship-Le Corleone raised his head, his pupils became muddy: "Exactly."

"Your Majesty’s original words are as follows: I wish Your Highness Thales, as always, you are bloody, full of blood, and strong in energy."

——

That night, the two parties who were originally drawn to each other gathered at the Jade Palace to feast and drink, and the host and the host had a great time.

King Horace and the Duke of Cork not only relieved their suspicion, but also married their sons and daughters and made a marriage for Prince Hyman and Miss Regina.

(Originally, a court painter who was drinking too much wanted to testify for the prince and the young lady on the spot, but was driven away by the duke’s eldest son: "Wait until his nose is coming back.")

It is said that Hyman and Regina’s wedding was grand, grand and luxurious. King Horace and Duke of Cork were both present and celebrated with their arms. Whether it’s the princes of the six realms or the guests from all over the world, the King of Stars and the family of Kevin Deer are not the ones who come. No, there will be a banquet in the city, everyone has a seat.

In the Emerald City carnival for a month, guests from far away came and went, and went and came again. Countless bards rushed to sing the heroic wisdom of Prince Hyman and the icy wisdom of Prince Regina, as well as their touching love. Compose the story of the nine-pointed star and Iris turning enemies into friends, proclaiming the prosperity and unity of the kingdom.

In order to commemorate this grand wedding rare in the century, and the great significance behind this turning of war into jade, the "Regina Festival" has become an annual traditional festival for the citizens of the emerald city. In the days to come, the Hyman couple loved and supported each other. There were also many beautiful stories about wit and treacherous ministers, petitions for the people, and adult beauty. Their good names spread throughout the kingdom, and their wise names will be recorded in the annals of history forever. The yin and yang words of Duke Lund accidentally gave Heyman the name that has been passed down through the ages—the southerner.

When the King of Eight Fingers and the Duke of Cork both pass away in the future, Hyman ascends to the throne and becomes Hyman I, and Regina becomes the first Queen of the Stars surnamed Kevin Deere. The people of South Bank will be even more proud. People must boast "Queen of our house", and self-introduction must mention "Queen's City".

This is the origin of Queen’s Day and Queen’s City 550 years ago.

Time flies, and the vicissitudes of life, the story of Hyman and Regina saving the kingdom on the edge of war gradually fades away, turning into a literary work of bard and playwright, and the audience and the audience laugh; the first Queen Kevin Deere and " The meaning of the "Southern" king has gradually become yellow and shallow, sinking into the gap between history and the pages of the book, and it is only reproduced accidentally between the glasses and paper and pen of a few scholars.

But from "Regina Day" to "Queen's Day", and then to the more popular "Emerald Celebration", the festival customs of the Emerald City in this week have been passed down forever, and even the formal and royal weddings of the year are still being celebrated. The steps corresponded one by one, from the beginning of the competition banquet to the end of the praise banquet.

As for the festivals, those historical pasts with extraordinary significance have been refined by time into civilized gravel, which permeates the lives of every emerald city citizen today.

The sixth chapter of "The Emerald Mysterious City" is finished.

The sword of the daily watch is gone, but my sword of the week is still alive!

(Next chapter: The sword of the week is gone, but my sword of the month is still alive!)

(The next chapter: The Moonwatch Sword is gone, but...)

(End of this chapter)