bullyxtreme Chapter 265 During the Banquet
Chapter 265 During the Banquet
As soon as the Quanrong's song and dance began, a chorus of exclamations erupted from the female guests.
The ladies hurriedly covered their faces with their sleeves, blushing with embarrassment.
These Quanrong people are indeed barbarians; they shamelessly expose their arms and flesh in broad daylight.
Jiang Xinyu winked at Bao Beibei.
"How about we pretend to be shy too?"
Bao Beibei pouted, "What's there to pretend about? It's just shirtless, we've seen it all before."
The dancer's clothes were made up of less fabric than three handkerchiefs. Look at those men, who's shy?
They all stared at each other with such fervor they wanted to pop their eyes out of her.
"Let's see what's wrong with a hunky guy; if it weren't for this opportunity, we wouldn't have anywhere else to look."
Jiang Xinyu thought about it and agreed.
This might be her only chance to see a hunky man, so she might as well take the opportunity.
As for Xiao Yuan, who was staring at him with an unfriendly expression, Jiang Xinyu picked up a handkerchief and covered her face, pretending not to see him.
I don't want to see other men's bodies; I just want to experience exotic customs.
I look at it critically.
Let's see just how much worse the songs and dances of the small Quanrong Kingdom are than those of our Great Jin Dynasty.
Jiang Xinyu's self-deceiving behavior infuriated Xiao Yuan to the point of wanting to kill her.
But Jin Zekang, gloating, whispered a reminder to him to be mindful of the occasion.
Damn it, don't I know how to be mindful of the occasion?
If it weren't for the inappropriate situation, I would have punched these people long ago.
The Quanrong's song and dance should be a type of war-supervising dance, with a flat drum with a diameter of two meters placed in the center.
Eight muscular men, shirtless, wearing only pants and barefoot, with hand drums tied around their waists, surrounded a large drum.
On that large drum, a graceful dancer, whose only vital parts were covered but whose arms and legs were exposed and whose body was adorned with countless silver bells, danced gracefully to the sound of the drum.
The sounds of silver bells, drums, and hand drums, along with the occasional shouts of the burly men, combined to form a powerful and vigorous battle song.
The dance was powerful and vigorous, and the music was stirring and passionate, making the listeners feel as if they were on a battlefield.
Tosai glanced at the young emperor and grinned mischievously.
Do you really think our Quanrong songs and dances are so simple?
This was a special gift he prepared especially for the little brat.
Just as the drumbeats reached their climax, Jin Zeyu inexplicably felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and even had a faint stabbing pain in his heart and head.
Jiang Xinyu and Bao Beibei were not affected, until they heard a young lady behind them exclaim in surprise, and then they realized something was wrong.
A quick glance revealed that many of the ladies and young women had turned pale.
The two older ladies were already sweating profusely as they leaned against their granddaughter.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately understood that there was something wrong with the sound waves of the drum.
It has little impact on physically strong people, but it is less beneficial for the elderly, children, and those with weak constitutions.
Looking at Jin Zeyu again, sure enough, the child's complexion wasn't good either.
It was indeed meticulously prepared; knowing their emperor was young, they deliberately used this underhanded trick.
If any of the women or children at this banquet with heart conditions were to faint on the spot, it would likely become irrefutable evidence that the Quanrong were mocking the weakness of the Jin people.
By putting on this show first and gaining the upper hand in terms of momentum, they are preparing for demanding food and money later.
Since that's the case, let's make them look really bad.
Jiang Xinyu gave Bao Beibei a look and activated her supernatural ability, causing some invisible water mist to gradually gather at the feet of the eight burly men.
Bao Beibei reduced the current to the minimum to avoid generating an electric arc, and laid the electric grid along the river's water flow.
The dancers of the Quanrong tribe go barefoot to express the raw, natural power of their art.
With water droplets and electricity all over the floor, unsurprisingly, everyone slipped and fell flat on their faces.
Even the dancers dancing on that big drum slipped and fell off.
The cries of pain, the ringing of bells, and the sound of hand drums hitting the ground mingled together, instantly turning the scene into a chaotic and comical spectacle.
Jiang Xinyu burst out laughing, while Bao Beibei laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight.
This is hilarious!
There were two big men piled on top of each other, which looked like... well, you know. It was a rear-entry position, and it was hard not to think the wrong thing.
One of them stuck his head into another's butt.
Hopefully, that person won't fart right now, otherwise, they'll waste every last drop of energy and end up stuffing it into someone else's mouth.
The dancer fell and her arm landed right on a muscular man's genitals.
The man was already screaming like a pig being slaughtered; judging by the force, it was very likely that the chicken would be thrown into the air and everything would be destroyed.
When Jiang Xinyu and the others laughed, the others couldn't hold back either.
The atmosphere at the scene immediately became lively, as if what they had just watched was not a song and dance performance but a crosstalk skit.
Only Tosai, his face flushed red, gritted his teeth and cursed these people as trash.
This initial setback has cost them the initiative; if they cannot quickly recover, they will become nothing more than clowns.
How could he possibly bring up the matter of borrowing money from the grain company again?
Damn it, why is something wrong when I've practiced it thousands of times?
Could it be that the eldest and third brothers didn't want their father to praise them for completing the mission, so they planted spies among these people to deliberately sabotage them?
Jiang Xinyu and her companion possessed supernatural abilities that were invisible and intangible.
Since Tosai didn't see any beads or nails on the ground, he shifted his suspicions to his own people.
However, now is not the time to talk about these things.
Tosai could only force himself to save face and reprimand these people a few times, saying that the journey was too long and they were not used to the climate and water in Dajin.
In short, I've made a fool of myself, but we have other programs to offer.
The little emperor no longer felt uncomfortable, as if the chest tightness he felt earlier was just an illusion.
Since the other party said there was more to the program, he didn't stop them. It would be quite interesting if it included singing, dancing, and acrobatics.
The second program prepared by Tosai was an even more blatant demonstration.
First, the Imperial Guards of the Great Jin Dynasty carried two huge stone locks, each weighing a hundred catties, followed by an iron chain as thick as an arm.
The iron chain was over four meters long and must have weighed around two hundred kilograms. When the Imperial Guards carried it up, the wooden poles were bent under the weight.
Tosai chuckled sarcastically, “The men of your country are too slender; they should eat more meat to grow strong.”
It's just a stone lock and iron chain, why do several people have to carry it?
In our Quanrong tribe, anyone who can't lift a stone weight with one hand is considered a second-class cripple.
As he spoke, this guy walked to the center of the main hall, strained his hands, lifted the stone lock above his head, and then threw it to the ground with a thud, startling everyone around him.
Even the smooth stone slabs were dented, which annoyed everyone.
Tosai laughed even more unrestrainedly, "Your Majesty the Emperor of Great Jin, you should learn from him while you are still young."
Only in this way can one grow up to become a warrior.
Jin Zeyu's eyes lit up for a moment. He knew how to do this; Sister Yu had taught him before.
"Brute force is finite, but wisdom can pierce the infinite. Prince Tosai, do you know what this means?"
Tosai scoffed, "This is the kind of poetry that's popular in your Great Jin Dynasty, isn't it? Pretentious and affected."
Is it able to hunt prey or turn into gold and silver?
We Quanrong never learn such useless things.
Jin Zeyu grinned and said with amusement, "Since Prince Tosai doesn't understand, I'll translate it for you."
This means that the biggest difference between humans and wild animals is that humans have intelligence.
No matter how strong you are, can you throw a black bear or beat a tiger?
But as long as one has wisdom, one can create tools, and even if one is physically weak, one can kill wild beasts that are many times stronger than oneself.
Poetry and songs are not useless; they can make our minds more flexible, thus enabling us to create better tools.
"If the opportunity arises, I might invite Prince Tosai to take a look at the repeating crossbow that protects our Great Jin Dynasty."
Jin Zeyu's performance this time was even more amazing than before.
Some veteran officials looked at their young emperor and silently sighed that Heaven had eyes and their ancestors had blessed them.
The young emperor secretly glanced at Jiang Xinyu.
Learning how to roast people from Sister Yu is definitely the most useful thing, much more useful than the ways of governing a country taught by the Grand Tutor.
He'll have to talk to his fourth brother about it later; he wants Sister Yu to be his tutor.
Jin Zekang:
Don't even think about it. As the emperor, you have to save face. If you shut up all the officials, who will do the work?