Chapter 220: Chapter 220: A Fine Show
Han Zixun was the most carefree and uninhibited person Zhang Yuan had ever t!
He loved wine, won, and company, exuding the aura of "live life to the fullest, for wealth spent always returns."
He possessed the boldness of "slaughtering sheep and oxen for enjoynt, needing to drink three hundred cups in one sitting."
As the wine flowed, Han Zixun pounded the table and called out, "Soone, bring the grand feast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of maids ca forward in an orderly line, expertly clearing away the leftover dishes on the table.
The musicians and singers followed, taking their leave.
Imdiately after, accompanied by heavy footsteps, six burly n appeared in the hall, each carrying a giant cauldron.
Each was tall, muscular, and wore nothing but a pair of animal-skin shorts, the exposed skin glistening under the lamplight, exuding a primitive wildness.
Each man had a leather drum tied to his waist.
The n collectively lifted the bronze cauldron with their hands, placing it steadily in the center of the banquet table.
Inside the cauldron was an entire roasted ox!
The ox was cooked to a crispy golden brown, oozing with oil and emitting a rich fragrance of roast at.
It was mouth-wateringly delicious!
Large chunks of charcoal were inside the cauldron to maintain the temperature of the roasted ox.
After placing the cauldron, the n retreated to the corners of the hall, synchronized in beating the leather drums hanging at their waists.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
With the rhythmic drumming, a graceful dancer stepped lightly into everyone’s view like an elf.
Her height rivaled that of the accompanying strong n, and her long, ivory legs were captivating.
However, the dancer’s face was covered with a veil of pearls, leaving only a pair of amber eyes visible.
Her true appearance was obscured.
Yet her captivating and vibrant dance, combined with her extraordinary figure,
exuded the enchanting aura of a foreign beauty!
Han Zixun clapped and chuckled, turning to Zhang Yuan and asked, "Zhao Yun, what do you think of the West Desert Beauty?"
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Quite impressive."
Daqian was not the only country in this world.
The "Jianghu Records" docunted that outside Daqian lay Beiming, the Western Desert, Southern Barbarians, and various overseas islands.
These lands were equally vast and populous, each with its distinct customs and cultures!
However, it was Zhang Yuan’s first ti seeing this West Desert Beauty.
Han Zixun boasted, "I spent ten thousand silver to buy her; if you like her, I’ll gift her to you."
Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but look askance.
Given the prodigal’s nature and grandeur, it was unlikely he would lie or brag.
Yet the act of spending such a fortune to acquire a beauty.
Truly it turned Zhang Yuan’s worldview topsy-turvy.
And it left him speechless that Han Zixun even wanted to gift the beauty to him!
Zhang Yuan couldn’t fathom if this young master was truly lavish or had ulterior motives.
He shook his head, "A gentleman does not covet others’ desires, and I am not blessed enough to accept Brother Han’s kind offer."
Han Zixun sighed, "What a pity."
He clapped his hands again.
The drumbeats suddenly paused, and the West Desert Beauty imdiately stopped dancing and gracefully bowed to Han Zixun.
Han Zixun smiled and made a gesture.
The West Desert Beauty smiled sweetly and pulled a shimring silver dagger from her waist.
Two strong n stepped forward and grabbed her lower legs.
They lifted her high.
The next mont, the West Desert Beauty arched backward, half her body leaning into the cauldron.
A flash of cold light, she used the dagger to slice open the ox’s belly.
And inside the roasted ox was a lamb!
The cavity between them was filled with various spices, releasing rich juices and aroma.
Yet not a drop touched the West Desert Beauty.
She swung the dagger again, slicing the lamb open, revealing a fat chicken inside.
But this was not the final delicacy.
Because inside the chicken, there was a quail!
The West Desert Beauty deftly removed the quail soaked in at juices with the dagger, then stood upright again.
The two strong n let go, allowing her to land on the ground.
The West Desert Beauty received a silver tray from another strong man and placed the freshly extracted quail on it.
All eyes in the hall were focused on her!
And the West Desert Beauty gazed at Zhang Yuan, her amber eyes seemingly seeing no one else.
Including her master Han Zixun.
This exotic beauty held the silver tray with both hands and, with graceful steps, approached Zhang Yuan.
She bowed gracefully, presenting the dish to him!
At this mont, Zhang Yuan beca the center of attention.
If the gazes around him had the power of weapons, he would be riddled with holes in an instant!
Particularly strong were the envious, jealous, and resentful stares.
Han Zixun smiled, "Zhao Yun, this is the highest etiquette of the Western Desert Tribe for hosting guests. I borrowed it today, hoping you’ll like it!"
There was a touch of mischievous slyness in his smile.
If it were soone else, they might have been overwheld or flattered.
But Zhang Yuan, a man twice-lived, how could he be fazed by such a scene!
"Thank you."
He calmly picked up the dagger embedded in the quail, slicing it in half.
He then took the silver tray and passed it to Han Zixun, "Brother Han, the guest defers to the host, please go first!"
Han Zixun was montarily stunned, then burst into laughter, "Very well!"
He seized half of the quail, and stuffed it into his mouth, gnawing away, at and bone, with juices dripping down his mouth.
Zhang Yuan took the other half, unhurriedly savoring it.
Inwardly, he felt a twinge of regret.
If only this quail had an egg inside, and the egg had a poisoned needle...
Then the performance would have been perfect!
At this mont, the West Desert Beauty sat beside Han Zixun, nestled in his embrace.
The strong n then carved and served the roast chicken, lamb, and ox from the cauldron.
They plated them and brought them before each guest.
The musicians, singers, and maids who had previously left returned once more.
The atmosphere in the hall returned to lively and boisterous.
This lavish banquet continued until late into the night.
The guests, all in high spirits from drinking, were helped by maids to retire to other courtyards for rest.
Zhang Yuan had consud quite a lot that night, but was only three or four parts drunk.
Just as he was about to bid farewell and depart, Han Zixun suddenly released the beauty in his arms and said, "Zhao Yun, the roads are difficult to travel at this late hour, why don’t I escort you back?"
Zhang Yuan thought for a mont, then nodded, "Then, I’ll trouble Brother Han."
The other clearly had sothing to discuss with him.
Undoubtedly the very reason for tonight’s invitation!
And as Zhang Yuan anticipated, once they were in the carriage outside, Han Zixun straightforwardly said, "Zhao Yun, I have sothing I’d like to ask you to help with!"
Zhang Yuan remained expressionless as he asked, "What is it?"
He was not in the least surprised — there’s always a reason behind soone’s generosity!
"Assassination!"
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