Chapter 718: The Human Emperor’s Banquet (First update, please recommend)

The banquet given by Emperor Hao Zun is not delicious!

This may be the most unpleasant meal Wuqi ate after coming to Pangu Continent. While stuffing wine and meat into his stomach, he tilted his head to look at the important officials and nobles of Dayu around him, and smiled in his heart.

The gift of the Emperor of Dayu has always followed the ancient tradition. The ancient ancestors struggled in the vast wilderness, so the food was naturally not very particular, so the wine and food at the gift of the gift were really speechless. The source of the meat was excellent, and all the meat was chosen to be the most plump part of the monster with a climate, all of which were the best ingredients. However, the best ingredients were only stewed with white water, with a little salt, and no other ingredients were served like this. There was still blood on the meat piece, and even blood was dripping downwards. This was definitely not a good meal.

Using the jade knife with a sharp blade, he struggled to cut off a piece of flesh that was cooked like an old cowhide. Wuqi frowned and stuffed the tenderloin of the monster with a large piece of blood into his mouth. An indescribable smell rushed up from his mouth. Wuqi almost vomited out because he was disgusted. But this was the gift of the Human Emperor, and no one could be rude. Wuqi could only grit his teeth and chew the extremely tough flesh. The teeth and the old tendons in the flesh rubbed each other, making a loud crackling sound.

These monsters that provide meat-eating have been cultivated into human form with spiritual intelligence. They are carnivorous monsters specially raised by the Dayu Dynasty. Most monsters from the beast clan have their magical powers and magic powers, but their bodies are extremely powerful. These monsters can cultivate into human form, at least for more than a thousand years, and their muscles are stronger than steel ingots. Choufei Wuqi's body is stronger. If you change to a monster with a slightly weaker cultivation, you will only get rid of your teeth by these flesh and blood.

In addition to Wuqi and others who were strong and strong in their flesh and blood, a large part of them were weak priests or civilians in the court. These people could not deal with the meat of these monsters, so their food was potatoes, vegetables, etc., and the potatoes were not peeled and the vegetables were not rooted. All the dishes were boiled in water and sprinkled with a little salt, and then served them completely.

In short, how did the ancient ancestors eat, and what was the dishes given to the banquet by the Emperor of Dayu. Wuqi saw a very high-ranking old man sitting opposite, who was probably the senior priest of Sitian Hall, which was a huge jade basin, which contained three very strong cabbages boiled in clear water. The roots were not removed or chopped, and just cooked them all and then served.

In the huge square, under the 36,000 huge totem poles, the green light shone, and countless court officials in Dayu tear the blood and blood with expressionless faces, and the "bang" sounds were constantly emitted from their mouths when the beast tendons were bitten off; among them, there were large groups of hypocritical priests and civil officials holding half-baked potatoes, half-baked potatoes and whole cabbages, biting them in big mouths. Wuqi always felt that the scene was gloomy, weird, and full of absurd comical feeling.

He slowly swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth. When Wuqi's eyes swept towards a short and shriveled priest in the slant, he almost burst into laughter when he saw him grabbing a few boiled carrots in the jade pot with a frown and biting them slowly.

Is this the Human Emperor's Banquet given to the Emperor after the Dayu Enthronement Ceremony? No wonder Tianyang Qiu Fengbo and the others were extremely excited when they said that they were about to be conferred a title, but when they talked about the Banquet given to the Emperor after the Grand Ceremony, their faces became stranger than the other!

The tradition of Dayu! Wuqi was holding his breath, his belly was thrusting, and he couldn't help but laugh.

There is no food, and naturally there is no wine. The wines here are all arranged according to the oldest brewing recipes. The sour and sour wine made by ancient people in clay pots, and even the lees are not cleaned. This wine has a pungent sour smell, as bad as fermented vinegar. If you drink it in your mouth, Wuqi can't describe the feeling, sour, floating, and strange smell that is about to explode in your mouth, and the feeling that it is slow to scrape the throat with a blade when you pull the neck to swallow the wine, which is really wonderful.

The generals who like to drink the most happily on weekdays have become gentlemen at the banquet of the Emperor of Humanity. If it is necessary, they will never raise their glasses and drink. However, the old man who presided over the banquet, the old man who recited the enthronement documents for Wuqi and others, would raise his glasses to toast everyone every cup of tea. Everyone present had to raise the huge wine jue to drink with him. This was simply the greatest torture in the world.

This old man is the Grand Priest of Dayu, who is responsible for the preparation and operation of various important rituals and ceremonies in Dayu. It is said that every Grand Priest of Dayu is selected from the elders of wealthy nobles by drawing lots, and the daughter of each Grand Priest cannot be married and the son cannot be married. I think there must be some strange connection with the banquet for Dayu.

Anyway, Wuqi looked at the distorted face of the Grand Priest and looked at the angry eyes of the many civil and military officials present, and he knew how offensive the Grand Priest was. The problem is that the Grand Priest also had a complete set of etiquettes in the banquet. Before this set of etiquette was completed, even if you were the most powerful prince under the throne of the Human Emperor, you would not be able to leave your seat.

He slowly swallowed a piece of fishy flesh and blood, and Wuqi sighed in depression.

Ji Ao looked at Wuqi, reached out and patted his shoulder and sighed in a low voice: "Every minister in Dayu hopes to make contributions and get a title, and every person with a title hopes to improve his title. But the banquet after this ticket ceremony..." Shaking his head, Ji Ao said in a silence: "It is said that this only son of the Grand Priest is serving Xiong Youjun. I will assign him a mortal task!"

Wuqi looked at Ji Ao in horror: "Only son?"

With the national policy of encouraging childbirth in Dayu, the Grand Priest was also an important official of the state dynasty, and at least hundreds of concubines, how could he have only one son?

Ji Ao said lightly: "The other sons have been killed for decades."

Wuqi silently cut off a piece of blood and still had bright red flesh and blood, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

There is no fine wine and food, but the banquet in Dayu was still filled with musicians and singers. However, when ancient ancestors gathered and drank, they often remembered their ancestors and their dead brothers and sisters. Generally speaking, unless it was an important sacrificial ceremony, ancient ancestors would not gather together for no reason to enjoy the precious "good wine" and have a full meal of flesh and blood.

Therefore, these musicians and singers played the "Requiem", "Funeral Song", "Soul Conjuring Song", "Thoughts of the Death Song" and so on, which ancient ancestors remembered their ancestors and the tribesmen who died in battle at the sacrificial ceremony. The tunes of these songs were gloomy and sorrowful, and the lyrics were even more grim. Especially the singers selected were all the best singers with white faces as white as snow, but no appearance, only a sharp and thin voice...

Under the green firelight, countless men in black robes sat silently under the huge gloomy totem pole, happily gnawing on the bloody flesh and blood, gnawing on big potatoes and cabbages, gnawing on all kinds of strange foods. Aside them, there were a large group of white-clothed singers singing all kinds of ghostly songs in a very sad way. This scene made Wuqi, who wanted to hilariously want to cry.

Turning his head and looking at Youxiong Palace, which was lying on the high stone steps like a monster, Wuqi cursed in his heart. No wonder Emperor Hao sat on the throne without moving, and did not attend the banquet. Perhaps he was also afraid of this terrible banquet?

If Emperor Hao had to attend every banquet in person, the ministers of Dayu might only attend several banquets in their lifetime. Even if Emperor Hao had granted his ministers once a hundred years, how many times would he have to attend this terrible time in the three Yuanhui periods? But according to ancient etiquette, the banquet that must last until late at night can be completed?

Seeing the sun slowly sliding down the hills in the west, Wuqi felt a sorrow that he wanted to cry but didn't cry. It was only dusk, and the banquet must last until midnight to complete. The sky is above and the land is below. How many kilograms of this uncooked monster meat will he eat today?

With a "click", a large stream of half-solidified monster blood from the uncooked blood vessels spurted out from the corner of Wuqi's mouth. This blood happened to spray on Ji'ao's armor, but Ji'ao did not react at all. He almost numbly raised the jade knife with a rough blade, gritted his teeth and cut the tough monster meat, and with the hero's grief that he never returned, he stuffed a piece of monster meat that was half red and dead white on the other side into his mouth.

‘Cruff’, ‘Cruff’, the many officials of the Dayu were moving their big teeth in an orderly manner, slowly consuming the food in front of them.

While chewing the flesh and blood, Ji Ao whispered to Wuqi: "Eat slowly, eat slowly. The etiquette at the banquet is based on the ancient rituals. After the dishes in front of him will be added immediately, so eat as slowly as possible. However, before the banquet is about to end, all the wine and food in front of him must be eaten, otherwise it will be a crime of disrespect and will be slandered!"

Yangqiu Fengbo, who was beside him, burped with a fishy smell and bloody smell. He murmured in a low voice: "When the prince first attended the banquet, he didn't understand the mystery. He came to eat a plate of flesh and blood and ate a plate. As a result, he killed the meat and internal organs of seven unicorn fire beefs. When he went back to the palace, he was scolded by the old prince."

He also burped with a bad breath, Ji Ao muttered in a low voice: "So, eat slowly, eat slowly... Tsk, that idiot, obviously, it's the first time he attended the banquet, and no one told him this trick. Everyone wanted to see someone get unlucky!"

Wuqi turned his head and looked over. He happened to see several eunuchs holding a full pot of boiled potatoes, smiling and putting them in front of a young man with no one's face. The young man's face was full of potatoes. He looked at the potatoes in front of him with difficulty, and his body trembled slightly.

Poor, this young man is a civilian official. He has not practiced his body or practiced magic. He is just an ordinary person. How could he bear so many terrible food?

Wuqi looked at the young man with mercy, lowered his hair and cut the flesh and blood of the monster in front of him, weighing more than ten pounds.

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Zhutou kept thinking about what the traditional and conservative Dayu should look like.

Perhaps the young master below can be more luxurious and glamorous, but the old antiques on the upper level, uh, their brains should be stiff, or they dare not destroy the tradition. That's why this chapter comes!

Haha, if you think it tastes good, just vote for Zhutou and *!
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