Chapter 689 - 689. Banquet For VIPs
After Her Divorce, She Escaped With A Strong Man To Farm
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
When he heard Xiao Zeyu ask about his parents, the smile on his face disappeared. He said to his uncle with a desolate expression,
âMy mother had heart palpitations the year before last, and her heart always hurts. Last year, she got asthma, and she canât breathe in the winter.â
âHeart palpitations? Why didnât your mother mention it in her letter?â
Xiao Zeyu became anxious when he heard that his sister had contracted such an illness. Xiao Ying only reported the good news and not the bad news every time she wrote a letter. Every year, Su Qing would ask someone to send them the commonly used medicine. If they knew that she had heart palpitations, they would have sent the medicine long ago.
âMother doesnât want you and Aunt to worry.â
Yelu Hongyi explained on behalf of Mother. Xiao Ying didnât want to trouble her brother and sister-in-law anymore. It was her own decision to return to Tartan with Yelu Chun. She had to bear the consequences herself.
âIâm more worried now.â
Xiao Zeyu was very angry. He had always been concerned about his sisterâs marriage. Knowing that she was sick and not telling him about it made his mood even worse.
âHongyi came to the Tang Empire this time to ask Aunt to treat my motherâs illness. Every time we see her clutching her heart in pain, my father and I are very distressed.â
Yelu Hongyi explained the reason for his visit. Mother refused to let Aunt know about her illness. Mother refused to listen to his advice, so Father gave him a mission to ask Aunt to help Mother treat her illness.
âYour aunt isnât in Beijing. Iâll send someone to look for her in Anhui. Donât be anxious and wait a few more days. Our nephew and uncle can get along for a few more days.â
Xiao Zeyu advised his nephew to wait for a few more days. It was useless for Su Qing to be uneasy if she was not in the capital.
âHongyi can wait.â
Yelu Hongyi didnât expect his aunt to be in the capital, so he had no choice but to wait.
âZiqi, heâs your cousin. You should accompany him for a few days to understand the customs of the Great Tang.â
Xiao Zeyu gave his eldest son, Ziqi, a task. Ziqi respectfully agreed.
âYes, father. I will do my best to entertain my cousin.â
âMany thanks, Big Cousin.â
Yelu Hongyi hurriedly cupped his fists and thanked Ziqi. This cousin was too severe. He seemed polite but distanced himself. In comparison, he liked Zi Song and Yunâ er more.
âImperial Brother, you must accompany Imperial Father to deal with government affairs and have no time. Leave the matter of entertaining Cousin to Zi Song and me!â
Yunâ er volunteered. The Elder Brother was as serious as an old man. He didnât want to scare her cousin.
Ziqi said nothing and looked at his father for instructions.
âThatâs good. Yunâ er, you and Zisong accompany Hongyi.â
Usually, Ziqi should be the one to entertain people, but he was introverted and rarely spoke. If he entertained people, there would be a distance between the host and the guest. Without enthusiasm between relatives, Hongyi would be uncomfortable.
âHongyi, Uncle has prepared Central Plains delicacies for you. Letâs see if you can get used to them. Itâs good that your aunt will soon be home. Iâm sure youâll like her cooking.â
After Xiao Zeyu arranged the people accompanying Yelu Hongyi, he smiled and beckoned for Yelu Hongyi to follow him to Yangxin Palace Hall for a meal.
âUncle will hold a welcome banquet for you tomorrow.â
Xiao Zeyu attached great importance to this nephew. Usually, the two countries had diplomatic relations. According to his status, Yelu Hongyi was the prince of Tartan, so he was treated as a VIP.
âThank you, Uncle.â
Yelu Hongyi cupped his fists in thanks and said with a smile,
âHongyi has long heard Mother talk about Auntâs cooking skills. Mother has been missing Auntâs cooking skills for the past ten years. She said that no one in the entire Tartan could cook one-tenth of it.â
âHaha, what your mother said is true. No chef in the country can surpass your auntâs cooking skills.â
Xiao Zeyuâs eyes were filled with pride when he mentioned Su Qingâs cooking skills. His stomach had been fed up. He didnât even like to eat the food cooked by the imperial chef. Even if Su Qing only cooked a bowl of porridge for him, it would be more delicious than the Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
The next day, Xiao Zeyu held a banquet in the palace and summoned all the officials of the fourth rank and above into the palace. He solemnly introduced his nephew, the Great Prince of Tartan, Yelu Hongyi.
The officials praised Yelu Hongyi, lauding him as young, promising, handsome, talented, and a young hero. Their words, aimed to flatter, flowed generously.
In response, Hongyi graciously accepted their compliments, his every gesture exuding the demeanor of a born leader. Even Ziqi, watching his cousin, saw Hongyi in a new light and initiated a conversation with him. The cousins discovered they shared much in common, especially in their discussions about national affairs, where Hongyiâs insights shone through.
Ziqiâs admiration for his cousin grew, convinced that Hongyi was destined for greatness as Tartanâs future emperor. He foresaw a harmonious future for their nations, hoping the camaraderie between them would extend across generations.
Meanwhile, Hongyiâs eyes occasionally drifted to the empty seat beside Zi Song, wondering about his cousinâs absence. He pondered if perhaps the princess was not permitted to attend such events, a thought that left him slightly uneasy.
Amidst these reflections, melodious music filled the air. A troupe of palace maids dressed in delicate pink danced so gracefully they seemed like celestial beings gracing the mortal realm. Their movements, akin to butterflies in a mesmerizing dance, captivated Hongyi. His attention, however, was soon drawn to the curious light bulb hanging overhead, its glow a marvel to him. He mused about the ingenuity of the Great Tang, a land of remarkable innovation.
As he contemplated the light, the sky above erupted in a fireworks spectacle, painting the night with vibrant hues of purple and red. The dazzling display left Hongyi spellbound. Such beauty, he thought, was beyond words. He understood then why his mother held the Great Tang in such high regard. Experiencing its wonders firsthand, he was reluctant to leave, much like she had.
âHow is it? Isnât it nice?â
Yunâ er wore a red dress and stood before Yelu Hongyi with a sweet smile. The reason why she didnât appear at the banquet was to prepare fireworks for Yelu Hongyi.
âIt looks good.â
Yelu Hongyi heard Yunâ erâs voice and looked at her. He was stunned by Yunâ er, who had returned to her female clothes. There was such a beautiful woman in the world?
âHongyi, howâs the surprise your cousin prepared for you? Do you like it?â
Xiao Zeyu asked Yelu Hongyi with a smile. Yunâ er had asked him beforehand, saying that she wanted to set off fireworks for her cousin. He didnât expect her to set off so many. It was lovely.
âI like it. Itâs so beautiful.â
Yelu Hongyi nodded his head sincerely. Xiao Zeyu was even happier seeing that his nephew liked to smile.
âUncle has also prepared a martial arts competition for you.â
âThank you, Uncle.â
Yelu Hongyi was very happy. After receiving such a grand reception, he came alone to identify his family and felt extremely warm.
âYou warriors of Tartan love wrestling. Today, Iâll hold a wrestling competition for you.â
Xiao Zeyu felt that the wrestling competition in Tartan was exciting, so he specially trained a group of wrestlers. When he was free, he would go and wrestle with them. He felt that this kind of competition was perfect. The most primitive martial arts competition could relieve pressure.
âHa, thatâs great.â
Yelu Hongyi smiled. He hadnât thought that the Great Tang could display wrestling. When the wrestlers entered the arena, Yelu Hongyi watched very seriously.
Seeing the wrestler he had high hopes for fall to the ground, he frowned slightly. Xiao Zeyu watched excitedly and asked Yelu Hongyi with a smile, âLiâer, do you want to go down and play?â