C867 The Sorrows of the Warriors (2/2)
What Yong Erlang said was right. During the banquet that night, he could only serve as the guard of the corridor outside the banquet, and those warriors who were closer to the Patriarch could drink with the Lords sitting at the banquet.
Yong Erlang who stood on the veranda with his puppets watched as the maid carried the sake and delicacies over like flowing water. While he was exclaiming over the high standards of the banquet, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
thousand leaf net abalone, lobster lobsters, bluefin tuna, carbon roasted conch... There was even a strange type of meat that emitted a fragrance that most Japanese would not have smelled before.
”It's actually beef?” In order to welcome the minister, the lord had actually killed an ox? ”He doesn't even care about the Mu Clan's injunction anymore. He really did make a killing move!”
What Yong Erlang said was not wrong. The Mu Clan had always forbade eating beef, and this ban was only repealed after the Minzhiweixin had completely westernized. In fact, the Japanese of this era had never smelled beef before.
He suddenly realized that the Lord had gathered all of the most beautiful women in the Jinze City together. Among them, two of the maids remembered sleeping with the former Tian Qingning, right? They were all given to the upper class to be chosen?
When Yong Erlang heard the cheerful singing and the singing coming from inside, he let out a long sigh and closed his eyes, thinking of nothing else. He knew that his chance had come.
Sadly, there were also the warriors from the Underworld of Jinze City. At first, there were more than a hundred people, but they had not left, but now, there were more than a dozen people gathering. They were gathered at the outskirts of the Jinze City.
The atmosphere was extremely tense. One of the warriors stood up and threw the firewood in his hand into the fire, shouting, ”I thought the prime minister would give us justice, but now it seems that he's just a small marten. If I leave, I'll just become a bandit …”
The other warriors also stood up from the crowd. They drank a bowl of turbid wine and walked into the night with their bags.
Zhu Shanchou was one of the wild warrior who stayed behind. Inside his bag, there were obviously a few dried fish and rice ball s, but he was using his hands to dig out the wild vegetables on the ground and collecting them into the white and tender roots.
”I won't compromise, I definitely won't give up on this chance. I don't want to be a wild warrior my whole life, and even more so, I won't become a bandit … Mother and sister gave me all the food in the house as dry food for a long journey, and they used their lives to help me build the stage. I would rather graze on the grass, I want to chase after them … ”
A handful of white and tender grass roots were stuffed into his mouth. The bitter taste caused Zhu Shanchou to become more and more clear-headed, and he knew that waiting here was useless.
Perhaps there were people who had the same thoughts as him. In the dark of the night, there were a few who would carefully make their way through the mountains. When faced with a difficult situation, there would always be a few who chose not to give up.
As the night grew darker, the Jinze City's banquet also reached its climax. After a few songs and dances, the warriors of the Former Tian Family began to perform a sumo wrestling performance during the feast. Everyone had sold out 120% of their strength, and they all hoped that the High Scholar would nod his head and give them a few more spots.
It was a pity that the fighting techniques of Japan did not enter the eyes of Dragon Lord. His wine was becoming more and more tasteless until he finally said something.
”When we first entered the city, where was the young man with the wooden sabre who led the team? Let him perform a bit of his Sword Truth! ”
”Hiss …” Qian Tianyongerlang, who was on the corridor, subconsciously gasped, his eyes staring like an egg: ”Could it be that the chance has come?”