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Chapter 323 The Night Banquet
When His Royal Highness, accompanied by Tuo Huan and Baoyin Qiqige, walked out of the tent, he saw that there were already bonfires everywhere in the camp of the Wala people, and whole sheep and beef legs were roasted on the blazing fire, and the Wala people were drinking kumiss , while singing and dancing, the camp was already in a festive atmosphere.

At that moment, Wang Xian even felt that Wala was the winner of this war. It was not until Baoyin Qiqige whispered in his ear, "Thanks to you", that he suddenly realized that this banquet was to celebrate success It was held to capture the grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor!At that moment, he really wanted to shout: 'You are all fooled, I am fake, fake, fake! 'Look how these guys react.But for the sake of his own life, he can only think about it and give up.

While thinking wildly, he followed the two to the king's tent of the Wala people.It was still the huge and gorgeous golden tent. After the sudden loss of temperature, this big tent seemed to be a little bit more dilapidated, but at this time there were lights and festoons inside and outside the big tent, and torches were shining brightly.The maid entered the big tent with mountain delicacies and milk wine. The tent was covered with luxurious Mongolian carpets, and gold and silver tableware were placed on the table. Stains, wine utensils are also incomplete, and the texture of those high-quality grandson clothes is even more uneven.Like a down and out nobleman, trying his best to find the glory of the past that can never be regained.

Wang Xian heard some musicians playing Mongolian music with Matouqin. The low and sad music made him, a rough man, a little sad.At the entrance of the king's tent, there are tall warriors in golden armor guarding the gate, and there are also maids wearing aunt bowls and Mongolian noble costumes, standing there with silver bowls and flower bowls. People are intoxicated.

I have to admit that although the nobility has declined, but the background is still there, this banquet is still very layered.

"Hahaha, His Royal Highness Taisun is here, and Xiao Wang is welcome at a distance. Forgive me!" A bold laugh broke out, interrupting Wang Xian's thoughts, and he saw a man with a short stature, a long face, and a handsome face. A middle-aged man with sharp edges, small eyes but radiant eyes greeted him with a big smile. It was Mahamu, Grand Master Wala.From his face, there was no sign of failure at all, but a look of pride.

"Where is the prince?" Wang Xian cupped his fists and bowed to him: "You are an elder, I let you go out to welcome me, and I feel uneasy alone."

"Hahaha, let's not be polite, let's go in quickly, King Khan is going to wait." The two exchanged greetings for a while, and Mahamu took Wang Xian's hand and walked in.Going in and taking a look, Wang Xian saw that the sweat tent was really big, and it was very easy to accommodate more than a hundred people for dining. The decoration inside was also very particular. With golden curtains, the low table is full of gold and silver utensils, and the Mongolian nobles are sitting behind the table, which makes people feel like returning to the royal palace banquet scene in the heyday of Mongolia a hundred years ago.

Taliba stood up from his sweat seat early, greeted Wang Xian with a smile, and asked him to sit with him on the most honorable seat, while Mahamu and his younger brother Taiping sat on the left and right separately.After sitting down, Mahamu said with a smile: "This time His Highness Taisun's coming to be a guest is really our first-class happy event in Mongolia, so the Great Khan specially prepared a deceitful horse feast, please His Highness taste it."

"It's a great honor." Wang Xian nodded and smiled, thinking about fried horse feast?Could it be that you want to fry a big horse and eat it?
Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Daliba smiled and said, "Actually, it's a roasted whole cow feast. This is our grandest banquet." Not many Wala people know Chinese, but the top nobles will learn it from an early age. , such as the Mahamu father and son and the Taliba brothers and sisters,
"Roasted whole ox banquet?" Wang Xian suddenly asked, "Is that grand enough?" He had only heard of roasted whole lamb banquet, but he didn't expect there to be a more high-end whole ox banquet.

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Before the banquet started, Mahamu held the wine glass first, got up and spoke to the leaders. Although Wang Xian could not understand what he was speaking in Mongolian, he looked at him from time to time, and they waved their fists high. With the howling performance of wolves, one can probably guess... the old horse must be talking about the "grandson of the Ming Dynasty", emphasizing that there is no defeat in this battle, and the final victory will definitely belong to them.

Of course, Daliba couldn't translate this kind of words well, so he just looked at Wang Xian with a teasing look in his smile.

Wang Xian knew that he was not targeting himself, but Mahamu... because he knew that the grandson was a fake, the more excited Mahamu was, the more ridiculous he looked.

After Mahamu finished speaking and sat down, the master of ceremonies began to chant in Mongolian.Da Liba is not like King Khan, but a general interpreter. He translated softly for Wang Xian: "Above the sky, he commands all living beings, shines all over Zhanzhou, bestows hundreds of officials and thousands of posts in ten directions..."

Then the singing and dancing began, and the fire in the nine bronze tripods flickered, and twenty bare-chested Mongolian boys danced a mysterious shaman dance.But judging from Wang Xian's low level of appreciation, these guys are just dancing to the gods...

Finally, when the meal started, eight warriors brought in the 'cheat horse', that is, the whole roasted ox, and aimed the ox's head at the most honorable guest - His Royal Highness the Grandson of Ming Dynasty.Then a silver Mongolian knife was offered, Wang Xian took the knife and didn't know what to do, did he want to dig out a bull's eye and eat it?Fortunately, Daliba explained softly at the side, and he realized that he wanted to make a cross on the forehead of the whole cow with a knife.

Next, Mahamu saluted Sacha with the wine offered by the master of ceremonies.Originally, this etiquette should be performed by the Great Khan, but whoever owns the territory, can Da Liba compete with the old horse?What's more, he has long been used to being treated as nothing, and he acted as his translator, explaining to Wang Xian that the Mongols believe that all food is a gift from the ancestors of heaven and earth, so everyone must perform a 'Sacha' before eating food. Li' to express your gratitude.Specifically, stand up respectfully, use the ring finger of your right hand to dip the wine in the cup and sprinkle it three times towards the sky and the earth, respecting the heaven and the earth and the ancestors.

Wang Xian also went to the village to do as the Romans did. After performing the Sacha ceremony, everyone could start in the Mongolian men and women singing and dancing performances.After eating some roasted leg of lamb as a base, Mahamu presented Wang Xian with kumiss.Wang Xian understood the etiquette of the Mongols of later generations, knowing that pushing and procrastinating would be considered impolite, so he took it and drank it down.The entrance is very soft and smooth, cool and refreshing, almost like drinking a drink.

Mahamu was really happy to see him so straightforward, he laughed and said: "Your Highness is really a straightforward person, I just like cheerful people!" He said to everyone: "Quick, you also come to respect His Highness Taisun!" All the leaders They came forward to offer wine to Wang Xian one after another, and Wang Xian never refused to come, and he drank a bowl of it. Da Liba was a little worried when he saw it, and whispered: "This wine is called 'Ariji', and it is steamed twice with sour koumiss. , is similar to your Han family’s Lao Shao, but the mare’s milk is very soft, this wine is light in the mouth, but it’s easy to get drunk!”

Wang Xian nodded, but he still did not refuse anyone who came. The head of Wala, who was full of tents, paid respect. He still talked and laughed freely, and he was not drunk. In my heart, I regard Wang Xian as their prisoner.They suffered such a defeat in Hulanhuhu, half of their subordinates died, and their hatred for the Ming Dynasty was like a prairie fire.They couldn't do anything to Zhu Di and his army. Now that Zhu Di's "grandson" fell into their hands, even if they couldn't touch him, they would still have to humiliate him to relieve their hatred.Even Mahamu thought so, so he instructed everyone to toast in turn, just to get Wang Xian drunk and see his ugly appearance.

Who knows that Wang Xian is the No. [-] slippery guy in the world, and he can make troubles in anything.He himself has a limited capacity for alcohol, and he used to get drunk every time he drank in Zhejiang, but it didn't matter.But when he arrived in the capital, he became the military adviser of the young army. In order to calm down the officers and soldiers, he had to turn to Wu Wei, the son of the imperial physician. Pills', taken in advance when drinking, can increase his drinking capacity several times, and he can keep his head clear even when he is drunk.

Relying on this kind of 'Dionysus Pill', Wang Xian was always at a disadvantage when drinking in the camp, but he had to keep some on his body for emergencies.He guessed that he would be given alcohol, so he ate two pills before coming to the banquet. Now, although his belly was burning hot, he looked calm and clear-headed, which stunned Mahamu's group for a moment.

The Mongols admire a man who can drink well. They even believe that a good drinker is equal to a good measure. If he has courage, he must be a good man.Only Baoyin Qiqige decided that this guy must be cheating again... Looking back, she remembered that Wang Xian had taken two pills before Tuohuan came in. She didn't care at the time, but now she understands that Is taking hangover medicine.But with her current position, she can't expose him, she can only let this kid continue to be proud...

But Mahamu couldn't let Wang Xian be so complacent, he looked at his younger brother, Taiping got up and smiled knowingly: "Today, the Tubo people sent a precious thing to the grand master, why don't you take it out to open everyone's eyes and help you have fun?" ?”

"Yes," Mahamu nodded and said, "Please bring that thing out." The guard went down and brought in a delicate bird fence after a while. On the fence stood a peacock with dazzling long tail feathers. .He held his head high and held his chest high, looking very noble.

Peacocks are born in the south, and they are rarely seen in the north, let alone on the grasslands.Many leaders don't know what this is?
"Your Highness must recognize it. This bird is called a peacock." Mahamu stretched out his finger to tease the peacock, but the peacock ignored him at all, still keeping its tail closed. "It's a pity to say that although this peacock is very beautiful, it is too reserved and never opens its tail. Let's compete today and take turns to see who can make it open!"

Wang Xian didn't feel anything at first, but when he thought about it again, his lungs exploded with anger!
　It's the third shift, but the monthly ticket list has dropped out of the top ten. I'm so heartbroken, everyone must support me! ! ! ! ! !
　　
　
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