Chapter 465 Rejecting Animal Performances
Casas tightened his fingers around the wine glass and chuckled, "I don't like light gauze on my clothes."
Then he stared at Jiang Wenjing's clothes with sparkling eyes: a dark blue robe, a black sash tied around his waist, and a green jade pendant hanging under the sash, which made Jiang Wenjing look dignified and upright.
Casas' eyes were filled with undisguised envy: "May I ask if you have any more clothes like this? I'm willing to pay for them."
The conversations on the side were silent for a moment.
Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu were the protagonists of this welcoming banquet. Since they entered the hall, everyone's eyes fell on them intentionally or unintentionally.
Moreover, they had just entered Nanlong and had caused many incidents one after another.
So they all pricked up their ears, pretending to chat with others, but actually secretly listening to them.
Although Casas said he would buy them, it always sounded awkward for a prince of one country to ask for clothes from an envoy of another country.
At least don't say it in public, ask in private.
But it was obvious that Casas didn't care about their thoughts, and stared at Jiang Wenjing, waiting for his answer.
Jiang Wenjing nodded and said, "I brought a few sets of clothes when I came to Nanlong. They are all new. If the prince likes them, he can go back to me and pick them."
Casas' eyes lit up, and after expressing his gratitude, he moved his body and got closer to them.
Banquets in every country are similar, with drinking, music, dancing and music.
But the dance of Nanlong is a little special, divided into snake dance and human dance.
You can see it from the literal meaning.
The King of Nanlong wanted to kill Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu's temper, so he said: "I believe you have seen a lot of ordinary dances, nothing special, since you are in Nanlong, why don't you see the unique snake dance of Nanlong?"
Although it is a question, there is obviously only one choice.
When an envoy goes to a foreign country, he represents the face of the country rather than the individual. Besides, Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Wenjing have been imposing since they came to Nanlong. If you don't see it now, it will inevitably make people think that they are afraid. I don't know how to choreograph it.
Jiang Wenjing said, "That would be disrespectful."
The two dancers beside him clapped their hands, and the people withdrew, leaving only the snakes.
They were all beautiful black snakes, with bodies as thick as an adult man's arm, and the luster of their scales was slightly dark, with intricate and gorgeous patterns.
Someone under the stage blew a whistle, and the snakes began to twist along with the whistle. They
either swirled or wandered freely. The whistling person sprinkled a handful of gold powder into the air, and then, all the candles in the hall were extinguished in an instant.
The eyes of the Nanlong people moved. They knew the inside story, so they did not move, but these two geniuses did not even cry out when they saw this situation, which really surprised them.
The room was dark, and the whistle sounded eerie. The gold powder sprinkled on the snake's body, and traces could be vaguely seen, but it was not real.
Along with the whistle, the snake seemed to pile up, and the gold powder on its body slowly piled up. Finally, what appeared in front of everyone was like a young woman!
It twisted its body, and the faster the whistle sounded, the faster it danced. Its jade-like hands lingered gracefully, its skirt flew to the side, and its pair of watery eyes like smoke seemed to be hesitant to speak, and the light was flying, like a flower in the mist, hazy and ethereal...
It was an illusion!
Without the blessing of the illusion, relying on gold powder and training alone would never allow people to have such a specific imagination.
Jiang Wenjing looked around. The people of Nanlong had dazed eyes or closed their eyes in fantasy. They were obviously intoxicated.
Obviously, they did not even let him go and let him sink into this illusion.
Jiang Wenjing suddenly became curious. If he took action now, would they notice?
Jiang Zhiyu didn't even look at it from beginning to end.
She licked her lips.
[There is one good thing about coming to Nanlong. At least you can grill snake meat freely.]
[When will it end? I'm so greedy.]
[Really, reject animal performances!]
Jiang Wenjing: "..."
When the dance ended, the faces of the people of Nanlong were flushed, as if they had entered the sage mode. Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu seemed a little abrupt among them.
The Southern Dragon King panted slightly, with a look of pride in his eyes: "How is it?"
The two clapped their hands to show their respect, but it was easier to put out the candles than to light them. In order to prevent others from only hearing the "pa pa pa" applause, the two moved their mouths and said: "quack quack."
The people of Southern Dragon: "..."
There must be something wrong with these two.
At this time, all the candles were lit. Casas lowered his head slightly to hide the smile on his face.
The carefully prepared snake dance was exchanged for a quack. The Southern Dragon King felt aggrieved. Seeing Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu were also annoyed, he didn't want to stay any longer and found an excuse to leave.
As soon as he left, the five elders also left.
The atmosphere at the banquet instantly relaxed a lot. Casas kicked off the rattan shoes on his feet and sat barefoot.
"I remember that the clothes in Nanlong before should have been worn by the prince," Jiang Wenjing said.
Casas replied nonchalantly, "Yes, but I don't know when, a divine embroiderer came and made a dress for the granddaughter of Elder Sli. As a result, my useless brother took a fancy to her and made her his princess. After this, the embroiderer immediately became very popular in Nanlong."
"Just because of a piece of clothing?"
"My brother likes unique things. The clothes made by this embroiderer were unique in Nanlong at first, weren't they? But later, more people asked her to make clothes. Although the styles of the clothes increased, they were still not as shocking as the first one."
Casas smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that the embroiderer has some problem. She always puts some yarn on the good clothes, which is disgusting."
Jiang Wenjing didn't care about his preferences. Hearing this, he said, "The embroiderer is a person of divine enlightenment and has stolen the limelight. Can you people in Nanlong tolerate her?"
"I don't care," Casas pouted, "but as the benefactor said, there will always be people who can't tolerate her. The princess consort of my useless brother is the granddaughter of Elder Sli, so he sent people to secretly get rid of her."
"I don't know whether it was because the embroidered lady was a skilled martial artist or because she had someone protecting her, but not only did the attempt fail, but the next day, when Elder Sly's granddaughter pushed open the door, she saw corpses neatly laid out in front of it."
"She fainted on the spot, and then fell ill again. She had to stay in bed for three months before she recovered. But now, she still has nightmares every night."
Casas laughed as if he was amused by his own words.
Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu looked at each other. They were both people of the divine revelation, so they had to find a time to visit each other and see if the other party was interested in cooperating.
If not, they would also remind each other.
Most of the people in the hall had left. Casas stood up, put his hands on the table of Jiang Wenjing and Jiang Zhiyu, and said, "My father is deliberately delaying time. It will be time for our Nanlong sacrifice soon. You will have a feast for your eyes."