Chapter 315: Offering a Dance

Although Yelu Yanxi was not the Khan of the Turkic dynasty of the past,

the power of the Great Liao he ruled was even greater than that of the Turks in history:

Compared to the Turkic dynasty that only embarrassed the Great Tang once before being beaten down by that Heavenly Khan,

who could be called the strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century,

leading his twenty-four meritorious officials of Lingyan Pavilion who were famous in history,

and could not get up even after crawling, the Great Liao had dominated the Central Plains for a full hundred years,

even forcing the Later Jin's Shi Jingtang to call himself the "Child Emperor,"

and even taking away the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, which had been the barrier of the Central Plains since the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

The Tianzuo Emperor's status was enough to be used to learn from the Great Tang's Khan offering a dance.

Their Great Gan would inevitably be a great dynasty not inferior to the Great Tang in the future!

'Too much bullying, truly too much bullying!'

Being asked for such an unreasonable request, Yelu Yanxi, one of the protagonists, was furious in his heart,

and the veins on his hand holding the wine glass suddenly bulged.

Even if he was a captive, he was still the dignified Emperor of the Great Liao!

An emperor, even a defeated emperor who was captured, should enjoy the treatment of a prince,

how could he dance to please others like a low-class actor?

Moreover, his Great Liao had been learning Han culture for a hundred years,

and since childhood, he had received imperial education, studying the annals of outstanding emperors like Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Gaozu of Han, Emperor Wen of Han,

and Emperor Guangwu of Han; how could that Emperor Taizong of Tang, who had a dragon-like appearance and phoenix-like posture, and a face like the sun and moon,

and could be called the model of emperors of past dynasties, be skipped?

How could he not know the story of Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, and Jieli Khan?

This Wu Yong was nakedly humiliating him!

He was using his face as the Great Liao Emperor to flatter the Gan Emperor he served!

"Shameless old thief, how dare you humiliate my Great Liao Emperor like this; you should have your nine clans exterminated!"

Xiao Wuna, Xiao Fengxian, and other Great Liao officials, upon hearing this, also glared at Wu Yong.

The so-called "the master is humiliated, the subject dies"; although they had different political views,

and were enemies who fought each other to the death in the past, wishing to make the other physically disappear,

but now their identities were all prisoners, and if they wanted to have any livelihood, they had to unite.

Yelu Yanxi, as the Great Liao Emperor, was born a banner,

and no matter what, they could not let this banner be humiliated at will.

"Does Brother Yelu not wish to dance for me?

I thought that you and I were close brothers of the world,

why must we be so distant between us? It truly makes me heartbroken."

Just as Yelu Yanxi, Xiao Wuna, and the others were about to explode,

Zhang Jie's voice, which sounded heartbroken in words but was actually calm and peaceful,

without any joy or anger, entered their ears.

Yelu Yanxi and the others, whose anger was rising, were instantly like being poured with a basin of cold water,

and the anger they hadn't yet shown was extinguished completely: although the Great Gan treated them with courtesy,

and they had a seat at such a banquet, how could they not know,

that the life, death, glory, and shame of these prisoners were all in the hands of Zhang Jie, the Great Gan Emperor?

As long as Zhang Jie gave an order, there were plenty of people willing to, and able to, make them completely disappear from heaven and earth!

The difficulty of the ages is only death!

In the face of life and death, these Great Liao monarchs and subjects, who once called the wind and rain in the Great Liao,

and even fantasized about taking advantage of the instability of the Great Gan replacing the Great Song to enter the Central Plains,

and from then on riding on the heads of thousands of Central Plains people to act as a blessing,

suddenly became honest.

Yelu Yanxi looked up at Zhang Jie, whose expression was still gentle, and his body stiffened,

but he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and said in as calm a tone as possible:

"Since Your Majesty has kindly invited me, then I will not decline. If I dance poorly, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Wu Yong and the others' eyes flickered: Yelu Yanxi was clearly forcing himself to save face.

"Then I will trouble Brother Yelu."

Zhang Jie, who also saw that Yelu Yanxi was finding a way out for himself, raised an eyebrow and thanked him with a smile.

Although Yelu Yanxi was covering up, clearly afraid of death, but put on a high-sounding invitation sign,

but this was also a small matter, the total goal wasn't achieved, right?

Yelu Yanxi, who had made up his mind, took a deep breath, walked to the central open space with stiff steps,

and danced the unique dance of the Khitan tribe with extreme stiffness.

The joints of his limbs seemed to be rusted, not smooth at all.

It could be seen that he had a lot of resistance to this "invited dance,"

which was actually a dance for Zhang Jie, the victor, to show off his military achievements.

But so what? Zhang Jie never wanted his heart,

Zhang Jie only wanted his and the Great Liao's body.

Zhang Jie: Your behavior of clearly not wanting to, but having to do it honestly, truly makes me unable to stop~

"Bravo!"

Yelu Yanxi's dance, which was extremely stiff and had no aesthetic feeling, ended, and Zhang Jie was the first to applaud very politely.

*Clap clap clap! *

Wu Yong and other Great Gan officials also applauded enthusiastically.

Although in terms of appreciation, the dance danced by the bloated Yelu Yanxi,

let alone comparable to professional martial artists, I'm afraid even any amateur enthusiast danced better than him,

but who made his status unusual?

The Great Liao Emperor, who could make him dance, who dared to make him dance?

Especially when he was very unwilling.

And now, their Great Gan had done it!

"Brother Yelu, please take your seat."

Zhang Jie, in a great mood, enthusiastically invited Yelu Yanxi.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yelu Yanxi, feeling great humiliation, thanked him reluctantly and returned to his seat.

His fat buttocks, which were full of food and had nothing to do, sat heavily on the seat,

making the stool made of the best sandalwood emit a groan that could not bear the weight,

as if this seat had become the person he hated the most.

Zhang Jie turned a blind eye to this; having humiliated people like this,

could it be that he didn't allow Yelu Yanxi to have a little temper and wear down the dissatisfaction in his heart?

Besides, the sandalwood chair pressed under his buttocks was also searched from his central army tent,

and Zhang Jie, who had not suffered any loss, chose to turn a blind eye, and chose to ignore Yelu Yanxi's small actions.

Other Great Gan civil and military officials also showed no reaction to Yelu Yanxi's small actions:

he was just a prisoner, and he was just entertaining himself like this, unable to make any waves at all.

"With dance, how can there be no poetry and no song?

I ask Chancellor Xiao and the Prince of Lanling to write a poem and sing a song for our Great Gan!"

Wu Yong was going to carry out his action of humiliating the Great Liao to the end today, and continued to smile at Xiao Wuna and Xiao Fengxian, who were drinking alone,

and were depressed and unhappy in their hearts, bowed, and invited them.

"Yes, yes!"

"Professor Wu's words are very reasonable, a dance without song and poetry is truly bland."

"Trouble the two of you!"

A group of generals who were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal were booing there.

"The two of us will make a fool of ourselves."

Helplessly, Xiao Wuna and Xiao Fengxian could only come out to write poetry and offer songs.

Yelu Yanxi, who was drinking alone in his seat, somehow,

after watching his own subjects suffer treatment similar to his own,

felt inexplicably much more relaxed in his heart,

perhaps this is the "do not worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality" recorded in ancient books. ===== CHAPTER 316 =====