Honga's Custom

The banquet seemed more unpleasant for Yan Feng than when it started. The food seemed to come down like sand from the throat. With every piece of meat he put in his mouth, he could even feel the looks of Li Jia-li on him and his whole family as if the wedding was going to be held right there. The whole situation was exhausting, but the minister seemed to enjoy the interaction that did not exist between the two and now he looked at his daughter smiling like a rare bird, and now he looked at Yan Feng, who was looking at the food as if he were considering something in his mind.

Yan Feng no longer wanted to be in that environment, but his friend sitting by the entrance door seemed to laugh at the situation his king was. Since he met Yan Feng two years ago, he has never seen him with any woman, nor has he added concubines to himself or been interested in any servants. It was strange to see that his king never wanted anything; even the most beautiful woman he could ever see before his eyes was pleasant to him. Li Jia-Li was undoubtedly such a beautiful forest fairy; however, Yan Feng's disinterest was irritating. Nothing crossed Yan Feng's mind that was not war, he looked like a bloodthirsty man and even though he was not from the royal family, he became king by his ability that was above all. Many of Sunri's royal family tried to kill Yan Feng, but none was successful. The platinum man was a war monster, and when he brought down the last heir to the throne, and all the allies in the old crown, the council brought him to the throne.

Zhao admired Yan Feng's intelligence, strength and ability, not only he, but everyone in Sunri loved his king, but hated the fact that he could probably never see him with heirs.

While watching the minister's daughter look at the king in a sheepish way, Zhao was delighted with all the meat he could, who knows when he could put a piece of deer, or wild boar in his mouth.

Yan Feng, on the other hand, was already satisfied and could not stand all that attention. The minister's daughter was devouring him with her eyes and was well aware of the young lady's thoughts on a wedding. It would be a problem if the minister wanted both of them to be married, it was not their intention to marry and it never would be. He had priorities first like clearing the name of Mei Yang and her father who had died like anybody. His hatred for the queen mother and the king of Naran was very great and nothing, not all the beauties in the world would distract him from his goal, to destroy Naran.

- I would like to make a toast to our alliance. The fall of Naran. - The minister raises his glass towards Yan Feng smiling, waiting for some gesture from him. The hall was silent, waiting for what the king of Sunri would do. It was as clear as water that the minister wanted an alliance through marriage and if the king raised the cup, he would be confirming that alliance.

However, Yan Fen did not know about this custom in Honga, he had studied only what was necessary to pass as a guest without making mistakes, so the minister's servant filled his glass with wine and when he was about to raise the glass a shout could be heard frightening everyone on site.

Zhao, who was just watching everything from a distance, realized the minister's intentions. That man was a snake! He had perfectly chosen the seats of both his king and his daughter, the two of them sitting on opposite sides, but aligned with the new family, it indicated an alliance for the marriage, but if Yan Feng raised the cup to the bride's father, he would be confirming your marriage.

You donkey, I asked you several times to read the laws and rules of Honga!

Zhao thought that he now had everyone's attention for himself.

When he let out the terrified cry, he did not think very well about what he was going to do next, but now everyone seemed very curious to know what had caused the servant of the King of Sunri to scream so loudly at the main point of the night. Zhao started to sweat cold and his stomach turned and then an insane urge to urinate and he could feel all his lower organs explode with nervousness. Damn day he decided to accompany his master to that place.

- Majesty, an urgent matter came up ... - Zhao released the first excuse that crossed his mind, and he was so stupid that he wanted to beat himself up for being so stupid.

Yan Feng stared at Zhao that he was as white as any candle in the candlestick that adorned the room. All the heads of the room turned to him, spreading his answer.

- I think you can wait! - Yan Feng looked coldly at his friend while holding the wine glass in the air.

- But, it really is very important majesty and the subject cannot wait. - Zhao spoke weakly feeling the strength of his hands drain away. Yan Feng was falling into a trap and if he did not warn him, it would be too late.

- Your servant has no manners, Majesty. Is it customary in Sunri servants to interrupt authorities while discussing alliances? - The minister was incisive in his sentence facing Zhao as if he wanted him dead.

- Don't mind my servant, he was not raised among nobles ... - Yan Feng again raised his glass, but there was no time for Zhao to scream, the liquid in the glass had already been ingested and the Minister, soon after, took his. All the guests greeted the alliance with great joy and finally Zhao sighed heavily.

Yan Feng fool, donkey, you ignorant rascal!

Zhao was screaming inside with hatred.

Across the Hall Li Jia-Li was smiling so happily that everyone in the hall seemed lost in the beauty she radiated. The banquet did not last long, all the guests left a while later and finally Yan Feng, with the excuse that he was very tired, asked to leave.

- It is an honor to have you in my family, Majesty. - The minister stood up with a simple gesture of greeting and his whole family imitated him.

Yan Feng did not understand the reference, but he ignored it. Finally, Zhao managed to get close to his king. The banquet was finally over and in an inconspicuous gesture, he pulled Yan Feng's sleeve. Without much delay, the two left for the rooms together, one very apprehensive and the other satisfied by the alliance he had made.

- My King, I do not think you read the book I gave you about Honga rules and customs, right. - Zhao spoke ironic as soon as he entered the big room and removed the blanket, shooting at a slightly furious screen.

- I read enough not to fall into traps ... - Yan Feng spoke calmly.

- Did you read enough not to fall into traps? - Zhao imitated Yan Feng's voice in a comical way. - Believe me, my poor foolish king, you have fallen into the worst trap, I would not say it is a terrible trap, because Miss Li Jia-Li is a fairy, with all due respect. However, my king is a donkey.

- What are you talking about, Zhao?

- I am talking about the fact that I am now engaged to the daughter of the Minister of Honga. - Zhao dumped everything at once, noticing Yan Feng's face stiffening in a frightening way.

- I do not remember making any marriage arrangements ... - Yan Feng released his hair and removed the thick blanket throwing over the armchair and sitting facing Zhao. - I do not remember having accepted any marriage agreement with the daughter of the Minister of Honga.

- I tried to stop you, but you called me rude in front of everyone.

- Me?

- Yea! I was about to drink the wine and I shouted for it to stop. When you ingested the wine, you were supposing the woman who was sitting across the room in line with you.

- But, I do not ... - Yan Feng thought about Zhao's scream and for a brief moment he felt his heart freeze.

- I did not accept any marriage.

- If I had read the damn book now I would not be engaged. Nevertheless, what did he say about the gift I gave you? - Zhao scratched his beard mockingly and raised his index finger as if he remembered something. - You said exactly "I don't have time for foolish etiquette and rules, just the basics will be enough."

- I ... - Yan Feng scratched his head, completely misaligning his platinum hair.

- Well then, Majesty. Read the scroll on wedding rituals and tell me about nonsense.

Zhao tossed some scrolls on Yan Feng and left shortly after the rooms.

With curiosity, Yan Feng opened the writings in front of him and realized the problem that was.