bullyxtreme Chapter 302 Summer Festival
Chapter 302 Summer Festival
Chapter 302 Summer Festival
The envoys of Dayong had a very difficult time in the country of He.
Fortunately, the summer festival is not far away.
The Brown Kingdom worships Mother Earth, and the "brown" in the name of the Brown Kingdom is derived from the color of the earth, the color of soil.
Unfortunately, the dynasty that inherited this name became intoxicated with the materialism of power and money, indulging in sensual pleasures and forgetting the days when they stood firmly on the ground, as well as the present life, which is built on the soil and the stability of blood and sweat.
On the day of the summer festival, the young emperor and empress of the Brown Kingdom led the ceremony, followed by a group of royal relatives and court officials.
Among these people was King Yong.
During the summer festival, a momentous event occurred that propelled King Yong from gloom to ruthlessness and perversion.
That morning, the emperor and empress needed to hunt the most majestic and plump game as the first sacrificial offering.
Of course, not every emperor and empress was highly skilled in martial arts, and it wasn't easy to find a formidable prey. Therefore, such rituals were often carried out through cheating, though no one would point this out.
This time, the emperor's prey was not lions or tigers, nor deer or goats, but living people.
Yes, King Yong is no good, and the current emperor of the Brown Kingdom is even worse.
Therefore, he chose two men from the Brown Kingdom who were more famous than him as his prey.
One was King Yong, and the other was Mo Sheng, a renowned general of the Brown Kingdom.
Both of them were exceptionally skilled in martial arts, surpassing even the combined martial arts prowess of ten emperors of the Brown Kingdom.
Therefore, the emperor of the Brown Kingdom came up with a solution—to add medicine to suppress internal energy into the two people's meals in advance.
It was suppressed, but not completely suppressed.
After all, he still had to save face in front of everyone, and he couldn't just do nothing.
This hunt was a celebration for the emperor of the Brown Kingdom, but a disgrace for King Yong and Mo Sheng, who were the prey.
One was a member of the imperial family, the other a war god from the brown country, yet they were driven away like animals.
The emperor of the Brown Kingdom, holding a bow and arrow, rode his horse and laughed wildly as he watched them flee in disarray.
The sound of horses' hooves pounding the ground was the sound of their dignity shattering.
Finally, their clothes were draped over their spears, and they were carried to the sacrificial altar like dead pigs.
The emperor of the Brown Kingdom read the sacrificial text with great enthusiasm, while the empress looked down at the people below with gentle compassion.
King Yong and Mo Sheng knelt before the altar, their hands bound behind their backs, their clothes tattered, their hair disheveled, and their bodies covered in small, insignificant wounds, looking as lowly as animals.
It was through this experience that Yong Wang and Mo Sheng developed a mutual respect and became completely entangled.
After that, King Yong became the ruler and Mo Sheng became the general. The relationship between the ruler and his minister was harmonious, and it was quite a story.
Unfortunately, having grown up in the Brown Country, their personalities were already distorted. This experience marked the beginning of their intersecting paths and sowed the seeds for future tragedies.
This "beautiful story" was destined to come to an abrupt end.
Zheng Xun was aware of these causes and effects, so she specifically instructed the delegation to stay as far away from the altar as possible during the summer festival, lest King Yong hold a grudge.
Logically, the delegation should be positioned at the front.
But Xu Bin and the others obeyed.
To avoid getting too far away, they even went so far as to find a fortune teller and fabricate an excuse for a collision.
The emperor of the Brown Kingdom was highly suspicious of their excuses.
However, the summer festival was related to the fate of the Brown Kingdom, and he was afraid that the people of Dayong would cause trouble or offend the gods because they did not know the rules.
Thinking that it would be a good thing for them to stay away from each other, he finally agreed.
For this reason, the emperor of the Brown Kingdom did not insist.
Because of the distance, the delegation was unable to see the King's miserable condition clearly, and it would be a lie to say they were not disappointed.
It's not like there's no way out. Even though they can't see it, they can imagine it!
With a little imagination, the tragic state of King Yong appeared in my mind.
Xu Bin's expression was subtle: "The more I think about it, the more I want to laugh."
Marquis Chang Le wiped his eyes, afraid he would laugh out loud: "Who isn't?"
"If we can beat a dog when it's down..."
“Calm down,” Marquis Chang Le said, grabbing his sleeve to stop him from acting impulsively. “The princess instructed us not to confront him directly.”
"Tsk... I know." Xu Bin wasn't impulsive, but he came to Brown Country's territory with a heart full of hatred, only to watch helplessly as countless enemies walked in front of him.
These are people from the Brown Country!
Live!
There are also many officials!
Although the two countries have not yet broken off relations, these people will become their enemies in the future!
Facing an enemy but unable to cause trouble, what's the difference between that and passing by a treasure mountain and returning empty-handed?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he sighed several times with regret.
Meanwhile, Commander Nie, standing nearby, was looking at Lord Mu in the distance: "What do you think, should we remind him?"
After all, they're all in the same group. Mu Zhuo still has to stay in Dayong. If the Prince of Yong holds a grudge, he'll have nowhere to run.
“He’s not stupid. Since the princess instructed us, she couldn’t possibly have left out Mu Zhuo. Besides, the princess wouldn’t want us to have too much contact with him…”
Although their mission was to cover for Lord Mu's family's departure, all communications had to be conducted in secret, and the Brown Kingdom people had to be careful not to leave any trace.
Mu Zhuo was the princess's deepest and most important hidden pawn in the Brown Kingdom. If he were exposed due to their negligence, they would likely be guilty of a thousand deaths.
The final step of the summer festival is to re-erect the statue of Mother Earth.
Yes, the statue of Mother Earth in the Brown Country is replaced every year.
Such an extravagant and wasteful method was, however, a tool they used to demonstrate their piety.
The statue of Mother Earth was covered with a magnificent red cloth, the red so sticky and deep that it seemed as if it might drip down at any moment.
The exquisite and intricate embroidery on top is twisted into complex and distorted patterns due to the folds, resembling eyes or ghostly shadows.
The blue sky and bright sun, set against a crimson background, outline the statue, giving one an inexplicable feeling of...eerie.
Of course, this was before the red cloth was lifted.
After the red cloth is lifted, you can see the statue with kind eyes and lowered brows, its body broad and heavy, like mountains and the earth.
The craftsman who sculpted the statue must have possessed some extraordinary talent and years of experience. The statue is round and soft, and the moment you see it, you feel as if everything about you will be encompassed.
Commander Nie stared at the statue, his pupils constricting in terror.
His voice was somewhat unsteady and distorted: "This is..."
Marquis Chang Le continued, "It's a princess!"
Xu Bin chuckled: "How could that be? You're so far away, how could you possibly see clearly?"
He stared intently, and gradually his expression grew more and more solemn.
They were so far away that they shouldn't have been able to see the statue clearly.
But for some reason, they could see even the smallest wrinkles and lines on it clearly, and of course, the face and eyes of the deity were even clearer.
Xu Bin stammered, "She really is a princess... no, that's not right! She doesn't look like one at all!"
“It certainly doesn’t look like one,” Marquis Chang Le said solemnly, “but the first thing that comes to mind when you see it is the princess; it is the princess.”