allonlinenovel Chapter 252 Everyone has his own merits
Chapter 252 Everyone has his own merits
They immediately rejected the idea as soon as it was proposed.
No, no.
How could they possibly have such a good personal relationship?
It's possible they're coming to settle old scores.
"Great Clan Chief, I have long admired you."
The old men bowed respectfully. They had little personal relationship with Ying Hua and his group, but since they had heard that the territory was a gift from him, they treated him with courtesy.
"Lord Ying Hua—"
Another sound.
This sound was like the clear and melodious jade trees in the mountains.
Everyone looked on from afar.
"It's an English move!"
hiss--
Gasps of shock filled the air; the word "horrified" was an understatement.
The Yingzhao Clan is renowned throughout the Nine Provinces for its forging expertise and rules the entire Phoenix Continent.
What's happening here!
The small Snow Weasel clan's banquet had unexpectedly invited such an important clan.
Shocking!
Simply appalling!
"Why is the young clan leader coming?"
Yinghua stepped forward to greet her, then looked at the male behind her.
The other party nodded slightly.
"Young clan leader, you've come back with me without being invited, it's really too much of a bother."
The one speaking was the chieftain of the Yi tribe. After the Yi tribe declined, he had no choice but to lead his people to migrate to Fenglin and form a pact with Yingzhaoshi.
This trip to his homeland was probably the last, which is why he begged his partner to come with him.
"Sad?"
The young clan leader of Yingzhaoshi is named Ying Rong, a name that sounds like "iron bones and unyielding spirit." In reality, she is a delicate young woman, about thirty years old, with a very graceful figure.
Yi Xin blushed: "No."
"It's my fault. Why did I say these things to upset you?"
"Alright, you two, are you ever going to stop? If you're going to flirt, go somewhere else. I'm getting embarrassed."
The old men of Shennong laughed and cursed, and only then did Yingrong notice them.
"The elders have also come. Is the clan leader doing well in the clan?"
It was actually Shennong, which surprised Ying Rong a bit. Was it Ying Hua who invited him?
"That's fine, that's fine. We just came to join in the fun and have a drink."
The three exchanged pleasantries and took their seats, immediately enlivening the atmosphere.
Yao She's face was as black as could be.
How could these people possibly come here?
What a joke.
He clenched and unclenched his fist, which was hidden in his sleeve, and his chest ached with anger.
The scene changed instantly.
The small clans, who were originally cautious and dared not overstep their bounds, now dared to talk to him.
"I never expected that the Snow Weasel Clan could even invite Shennong."
"My lord, what do you mean by the Dijiang clan coming here?"
"Have you heard? This land originally belonged to the Yi tribe, but somehow it was given to the Snow Weasel tribe."
They whispered among themselves in front of him, completely disregarding him.
With his status, how dare they say such slanderous things to his face? They dare!
Yao She was furious, but he couldn't lose his temper.
He looked to his elder sister for help.
Unexpectedly, his elder sister ignored him and served him tea like a slave.
Stupid thing!
Do you really think she's a maid?
Yao Sheqi's head was buzzing, and just then, the sacrificial procession returned.
The slaves within the clan busily began preparing for the feast.
A series of exquisitely crafted pottery pieces were laid out in front of the crowd.
Bowls, cups, wine vessels, and bone plates are all exquisitely crafted, and the totem patterns are grand and dignified, making them irresistible at first glance.
Ying Rong was slightly surprised.
"This is actually pottery."
The pottery suddenly disappeared two years ago. Someone once presented my mother with a set, and in one wine jar, there were as many as twenty-four utensils. Whenever guests came, they were extremely envious, which made my mother very proud.
She wanted a set too, so she asked around and spent thirty bushels of pearls to buy a wine jar and a wine cup. Even so, she treasured it terribly and specially assigned a slave to clean it daily.
Later, I heard that the pottery was no longer for sale.
Someone offered her a hundred bushels of pearls to part with, but she couldn't bear to part with them and never agreed.
She never expected that this tiny snow weasel clan would have so many pottery pieces, and the styles were so exquisite that she had never seen anything like them before.
"Young clan leader, you may not know this, but this pottery originated from the Mu clan," Ying Hua explained.
"Really?" Ying Rong was slightly taken aback. "Wasn't it said to be from Jiang Shui?"
After she finished asking the question, Mu Bai led everyone to their seats in turn.
That's quite a commotion.
It's worth noting that Mu Yunyun's partners each had their own unique strengths.
Mu Bai's temperament is gentle and mild, like water.
Ye Yu was handsome and had a commanding presence.
Di Xi possessed the vigor of youth, like the blazing sun.
Ying Ze is beautiful; her exquisitely beautiful appearance, like jade carving and snow sculpture, makes it hard not to notice her.
Shao Yi was handsome, but the aura of the divine bird Qingluan was no joke; every move she made was oppressive.
The most eye-catching one is none other than Qi Yue.
Those with the bloodline of ancient mermaids are born with a beauty that is beyond the reach of others.
His talent is like that of a banished immortal, shining brightly like the moon.
It made everything around it pale in comparison.
However, this breathtaking scene was abruptly interrupted.
Beneath the breathtakingly beautiful scenery, crafted by nature's hand, a slender and frail little female suddenly burst in.
The banquet fell silent immediately.
Her feather skirt swayed in the breeze.
She walked over slowly.
Every step he took seemed to affect the very foundation of the land.
Dazzling and captivating.
Grand and dignified.
It forcefully pulled the moon, which hung high in the clouds, down to the mortal world.
"You guys have been waiting for a long time."
This sound brought everyone back to their senses.
They saw her walk to the head seat, sit down gracefully, without any awkwardness or restraint, but rather with a very casual demeanor.
She smiled and said, "Since you have graced us with your presence at this banquet, my family, the Mu family, has prepared fine wine well in advance. We will not leave until we are all drunk."
Yao Ji looked down on her arrogant attitude.
"You know you've kept us waiting for so long, don't you feel even a little bit apologetic?"
"Yao Ji has come too?"
Mu Yunyun only then noticed her.
However, she was in a good mood today, so I didn't want to argue with her.
"To be honest, the establishment of our Snow Weasel clan was also thanks to Lady Yao Ji. If Lady Yao Ji hadn't sent tributes from the six clans, we wouldn't have been able to establish a clan so early."
She raised her cup.
"This cup of wine is first offered to Lady Yao Ji."
Yao Ji smiled sarcastically: "What six clans offering sacrifices? They're just slaves. You treat them like treasures."
What dares to put on airs in front of her?
Mu Yunyun didn't care at all: "So what if they are slaves? When I judge and employ people, I never look at their background, I only care about their loyalty."
"What use is loyalty if it only brings in offerings?"
“Speaking of offerings, I just remembered, Sang’er.”
Bai Sang'er walked over and curtsied, saying, "Great Clan Chief."
"Quickly bring out the wine and dishes."
"Yes, Chieftain."
Upon hearing about the food and drinks, the crowd lost interest; watching a play would be far more interesting.
They knew that the Dijiang clan and the Snow Weasel clan were not on good terms, and that Lord Yinghua's arrival was definitely meant to make things difficult for the Snow Weasel clan; just look at Yao Ji to see that.
However, before the food and wine were served, they smelled a delicious aroma.
The caramelized meat, seemingly sizzling and dripping with oil, was brought up by the slaves, along with a small, crispy, caramelized pancake.