Chapter 722: Welcome Changle

In the evening, people from the Xuanyuan Tribe came to deliver a message to Changle, saying that this evening, the Xuanyuan Tribe would hold a banquet to welcome Changle's arrival. As for why it wasn't held on the day Changle arrived, but instead waited until now, that remains unknown; perhaps it was because Changle was injured at the time, and they wanted to let him recover first.

Changle naturally could not refuse such an event, because he was the protagonist. Yanggou had to go, and Chai was very self-aware, choosing not to go. What would he do if he went? Apologize to the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe? That was naturally impossible, because compensation had already been given, but if he went, it would make the scene rather awkward.

Consequently, the entire Construction Team did not go, with the excuse that their construction schedule was very tight and they needed to rest well at night to ensure the next day's project progress. Everyone understood what that meant—daring to threaten a strike, yet now claiming to be rushing progress—but no one cared, as long as they didn't cause any more trouble.

Xuanyuan's wives and children would all be present; whether Changle had met them before or not, they would all be there. Changyi had previously looked down on Changle and had not gone to see him, and Xuanyuan had not said anything about it. Now that the matter was very clear, Xuanyuan still wanted Changyi to go and have more contact with Changle; after all, what one hears and what one sees are not necessarily exactly the same.

Xuanyuan also suddenly realized that he seemed to have been blinded by this matter before. He had met Changle when he was in Huaxia, and Zhishou's evaluation of Changle was also very high, yet because of this incident, he had lowered his entire evaluation of Changle, so he also had some cognitive biases.

Moreover, Xuanyuan also wanted to pick a few of his sons and send them to Huaxia to learn. Among them, Changyi was a primary candidate. Xuanxiao was like Yulong to Baifeng; he was truly a great helper, and he really felt he could not do without him. Changyi was also very talented and was more suitable to go and learn some different things.

The other sons would also be sent to learn other knowledge. Whether it was learning medicine, or learning to be an Artisan, Blacksmith, or farming, it was all fine. He had many sons, and they were smart enough that they would certainly be able to become important talents in these fields.

As the person most familiar with Changle, Zhishou would certainly have to accompany Changle in the evening. The two had common topics of conversation, which would not make Changle feel uncomfortable. At the same time, Zhishou could also introduce the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe to Changle.

Soon the time arrived. Yanggou followed Changle early on, and several Soldiers were also accompanying them. They carried Huaxia's fine Wine to add some joy to this evening party.

Arriving at the venue, it was not as large as the one in Huaxia, and there were not as many people as in Huaxia. They were basically some important figures of the Xuanyuan Tribe. This party was, first, to welcome Changle's arrival, and second, to let Changle and these people get to know each other; after all, Changle might be staying here for a long time.

When Changle arrived at the venue, Zhishou walked toward Changle with a smile. Changle performed a Huaxia salute to Zhishou to show his respect for this elder. Zhishou also happily took Changle's arm and walked toward the center of the venue.

Beside Xuanyuan were many women, children, and youths. There were also no small number of young girls at the venue. Most of the people present were attending such an activity for the first time, because the entire arrangement of activities at the venue, as well as these spread-out animal skin mats and small low tables, looked very strange and were very different from their usual celebrations.

The sun set with its last bit of afterglow, and the bonfire in the center of the venue was lit at the right moment. Beside every person and every table was a small pottery stove, inside which was burning finely rubbed Grass, used to drive away the surrounding mosquitoes and insects.

Changle greeted the elders he was familiar with, such as Zhishou, Xuanyuan, and Cangjie, and then sat down next to Zhishou. Zhishou also happily asked Changle about some interesting things, chatted about how the development of the Huaxia musical ensemble was going, and patted a box beside him, saying that it contained a Zither, and he would perform some music he had discovered tonight.

Changle was naturally very happy and chatted with Zhishou for a while. Although everyone's eyes at the venue were still on Changle, they did not take the initiative to ask him anything. After all, Changle's first impression on them these past few days had not been good. Although Dahong had already spread the truth of the matter, the first impression was indeed difficult to change.

Only some girls who were about the same age as Changle, or younger, did not have such complicated thoughts. They paid more attention to Changle's appearance. First of all, not to mention Changle's noble status—after all, such a huge tribe as Huaxia only had these two heirs, while Xuanyuan's children, both male and female, were almost too many to count—everyone's attention was also more focused on the most outstanding ones.

Another point was that they were used to the wild, dirty men of the Xuanyuan Tribe and rarely saw such a clean and tidy man, whose hair was even groomed meticulously. They looked at Changle's hair and the strange crown he wore on top of his head to tie his hair, which shimmered with golden-red light under the firelight and was inlaid with gems, which made them stare unblinkingly. Many older women were also somewhat curious about such a man.

Those girls touched their own knotted, somewhat dry hair that even had insects on it, and suddenly felt inexplicably ashamed, so they brushed their hair to the back, wanting to cover it with their bodies.

Changle did not know what others were thinking; he only felt that there were countless gazes looking at him. On the surface, he was calm and composed, but in reality, he was extremely nervous inside. Fortunately, he could cover his emotions through his conversation with Zhishou.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan clapped his hands heavily a few times, attracting everyone's gaze.

"Tonight, we welcome my good friend, my good brother, the son of the King of Huaxia, Prince Changle, to our Xuanyuan Tribe. He has also come to our tribe to work, to do some things that no one has ever done before, just like the Shennong Clan. I also admire him very much; Changle is a very smart person.

Tonight is also for everyone to get to know each other, so let us celebrate and gather together happily.

Alright, bring the meat over to roast!"

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, several strong men immediately carried an entire cow into the venue. They placed the cow on a wooden rack that had been prepared in advance, and then began to chop and divide it with a Knife and axe. Subsequently, they skewered the small pieces of meat onto wooden sticks and placed them by the bonfire to roast.

Xuanyuan doing this truly reflected the importance he placed on Changle. The value of a whole cow was very high. Changle was not stingy either; he stood up and said, "I am Changle. To thank the Xuanyuan Tribe for their hospitality, I have also brought our Huaxia's fine Wine to drink with everyone!"