Chapter 723: Changle's Show

Afterward, the Soldiers carried out those jars of Wine, and there were people from the Xuanyuan Tribe to distribute them to everyone.

Hearing there was fine Wine, the gazes of the Xuanyuan Tribe members were naturally drawn over. Basically everyone present had drunk it before; perhaps they hadn't drunk much, and even the little children might have only seen it a few times and didn't get any, but the reputation of the Wine was still very great in the Xuanyuan Tribe. Most people weren't very used to drinking it because they felt it was a bit stimulating, but they liked the fragrance very much. They all knew the preciousness of the Wine, so they all felt Changle was very generous.

Xuanyuan was also very happy; he clapped his hands to have people distribute the Wine to the crowd. Among those serving everyone on the scene, roasting meat and pouring Wine, were the Slaves that Zhishou had bought back from Huaxia. They were still the best at cooking in the entire Xuanyuan Tribe, and they were also the most sensible. Xuanyuan was very satisfied with them.

On such an occasion, what was needed most were sensible Slaves. The few Slaves who had suffered greatly in the Xuanyuan Tribe looked at the people from Huaxia as if they were seeing their own kin. Although it was impossible for them to help them, it still made them feel a sense of intimacy.

Changle also felt that a few Slaves were looking at him with strange expressions. That particular feeling made Changle somewhat suspicious, but it was impossible for him to know those Slaves. If the Wine hadn't been brought by him, he might not have dared to drink it; he certainly couldn't guarantee that there wasn't someone in the Xuanyuan Tribe who wouldn't use poison.

The entire venue didn't have that many formalities, unlike Huaxia. Currently, the entire moral code and ethics of the Xuanyuan Tribe weren't that clearly defined. Everyone respected Xuanyuan, but they also dared to walk over and chat generously. They learned the Huaxia ways of clinking cups and offering toasts very quickly, so they all held the pitifully small amount of Wine in their cups, wandering around the venue, clinking cups with people they were familiar with, and then taking a small sip.

Xuanxiao also wanted to see Changle's true situation, so he took a wine cup and found Changle to chat: "I am Xuanxiao, my father is Xuanyuan, I am his eldest son, and my mother is from the Fanglei Clan."

Changle also stood up and gave Xuanxiao sufficient courtesy: "Hello."

However, Changle's mind was thinking of something else. The Fanglei Clan? Shouldn't it be Leizu of the Xiling Clan? But looking at so many people sitting beside Xuanyuan, he didn't pursue it further; in his view, that would be impolite.

However, Xuanxiao seemed to have noticed Changle's confusion; after all, that fleeting look was very clear to him, so Xuanxiao took the initiative to say: "I have many brothers; I will call them all over so we can get to know each other."

Changle nodded: "Okay, I would also very much like to get to know everyone."

Afterward, Xuanxiao returned and said something to Xuanyuan. Xuanyuan's expression was cheerful, and he waved his hand casually, the general meaning being something like you young people go play by yourselves.

After that, Xuanxiao brought his group of brothers and they all arrived at Changle's side. As the eldest brother, Xuanxiao introduced them to Changle one by one: "This is Changyi, my younger brother, and Longmiao; they were born to my aunt Leizu.

Qing and Xiu are both sons of my mother from the Fanglei Clan, and Hui and Yigu were born to my aunt Tongyu; Canglin and Yuyang, you should already know them, they were born to Momu.

My father only has four consorts, which is actually not many, but we brothers are very numerous. I heard your father, the Tribal Chief of Huaxia, only has two sons, and I would also very much like to get to know them all."

After hearing Xuanxiao introduce them one by one, Changle no longer had any confusion in his heart. Actually, although it seemed like there were many people, the relationships between them weren't complicated. However, it was also very obvious in the Xuanyuan Tribe that women didn't have a very high status; otherwise, Xuanyuan's daughters should have all come along to get to know each other too, just like Baifeng—no matter the occasion, as long as it was possible to bring her, he would always bring Miaoyin along.

Changle had already met a few of these sons of Xuanyuan, but they were all younger than Changle. They probably didn't pay too much attention to what Changle had done and only went to find Changle at the time out of curiosity. As for deeper communication or chatting, there was none at all, and Changle didn't have that much on his mind at the time either.

Now was a good opportunity. Xuanxiao and the others sat down beside Changle, with two Slaves following closely behind, distributing meat and pouring Wine for these important figures.

Changle upheld etiquette and told the few younger children: "You cannot drink Wine yet; you must grow a bit older. Otherwise, your bodies will not be able to handle it."

The few children clearly didn't like being lectured by Changle, an outsider, but Xuanxiao still stopped his younger brothers and asked Changle: "Why?"

Afterward, Changle used knowledge from the field of Medicine to explain the reasoning to these children. Even Zhishou listened quietly from the side, nodding from time to time. Changle's knowledge reserve was very full, and he understood a bit about every aspect.

Although Zhishou held a position in the Xuanyuan Tribe to help, he also liked this clever and wise child, Changle. In his view, Xuanxiao, Changyi, and the others were also full of wisdom, but they didn't understand as much as Changle. Xuanyuan's sons were probably more suited to governing a tribe and conducting wars. Zhishou hoped these children could all become good friends.

What Changle explained to everyone was very reasonable, and the few children gradually felt that Changle really understood some things. Thus, based on the different things they had learned, they began to ask Changle questions from various aspects.

There were those who had studied characters with Cangjie, those who had studied Medicine with Qibo, those who could cast, those who knew musical instruments, and those who had observed the stars, sun, and moon with Qingyun and the others; it was almost like a wheel of questioning.

Changle also knew this was a good opportunity to show himself and change their impression of him, so he didn't hold back at all. He spoke of astronomy above and Geography below, making the group marvel in wonder.

They gradually discovered that they seemed to have changed from asking to learning, from asking about what they knew to starting to ask about things they didn't understand. Changle was like a teacher, talking to them incessantly, to the point that they forgot to eat meat and forgot to drink Wine.

It wasn't until the sound of the Drum rang out that their conversation was interrupted. Changle woke up from his state, looked at the people around him who were already extremely excited and even some who were tipsy, and said: "Alright, how about we stop chatting here? There will be plenty of time in the future. Why don't we just enjoy this party tonight first and let us all be happy together, how about that?"

Everyone said it was good, still feeling unfulfilled. Afterward, they realized their stomachs were already very hungry, so they picked up the roasted meat in front of them, which had already gone a bit cold, and began to feast.