Chapter 935: Why Do People Do This?

Baoxi suddenly felt a bit tired. Today made him feel as though his entire world had been impacted, and he couldn't recover for a moment. So, he said despondently, "Zhigui, let's leave it at this for today. I'm a bit tired and will head back to rest first. You can take me to see more tomorrow."

"Alright, alright, then let me send you back first." Zhigui felt secretly delighted; finally, the immense pressure was gone. He hurried to send him back so he could go ask Baifeng what kind of policy they should have regarding the Suiren Clan and how they should treat them. He was completely at a loss as to what to do.

However, Baoxi even refused Zhigui's offer to escort him: "No need, no need. I can just walk back slowly by myself. I'm afraid that if I see anything else on the way, I won't be able to help but ask you again."

Zhigui felt a bit awkward: "Fine, then you head back on your own. It's the same courtyard; you will stay there for the duration of your time in Huaxia."

Baoxi didn't speak again. He stood up from the chair and left with his somewhat bewildered Soldiers. From the beginning until now, those Soldiers felt more amazement and envy; they hadn't thought too deeply, so they didn't understand why their Tribal Chief, who was still robust, was saying he was tired now. Could it be that Huaxia had done something to the Tribal Chief?

Once their group went downstairs and exited the gate of Zhigui's courtyard, and after confirming no one was following, a Soldier immediately walked to Baoxi's side: "Tribal Chief, is your body alright? Did Huaxia do something? Your health has always been very good; why are you tired after walking such a short distance?"

Baoxi sighed, pressed his hand to his heart, and said, "I don't know either. My body isn't tired; I have plenty of strength, but now I feel my heart is a bit tired. But how can a heart be tired?"

The Soldiers looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and could only silently follow behind their Tribal Chief.

Zhigui and the few men from the Ministry of Rites watched Baoxi go into the distance, then simultaneously let out a long sigh: "Oh my, he's finally gone. Accompanying Baoxi is truly exhausting."

Afterwards, the few men hurriedly walked to the chairs under that tree, and Zhigui also called for his wife—he didn't know which wife—to have her arrange for some tea to be brought over.

The men were also feeling mentally and physically exhausted now, feeling it was much more tiring than hosting Xuanyuan and his group. They didn't need to care too much about the Tribal Chiefs of those Wild Tribes, and when talking with the wild people, they were mostly high and mighty, speaking very arrogantly, because they knew these Wild Tribes posed no threat to Huaxia and their utility wasn't that important.

But this was their neighbor, a trading partner, and a tribe with great strength. Even if they couldn't beat Huaxia, they still had to be treated seriously. After all, not only could they potentially pose a threat to Huaxia, but if they affected Huaxia's strategic grand plan, then they would have caused a great disaster.

This year's Tea Leaves production had increased, mainly because the Xuanyuan Tribe was willing to put in more manpower to pick Tea Leaves, so Huaxia could naturally obtain more Tea Leaves and had more tender tea to produce good tea.

A Minister of Rites like Zhigui could naturally be allocated more good tea, because apart from those Nobles, the distribution of tea for the remaining officials was handled by him. Everything in Huaxia regarding welfare for officials was handled by the Ministry of Revenue in conjunction with the Ministry of Rites, but basically, the Ministry of Revenue approved the slips and the Ministry of Rites did the actual work. After all, the Ministry of Rites was relatively idle, while the Ministry of Revenue was too busy, so naturally, the Ministry of Rites had to share the burden.

Although he wasn't using his position for personal gain, Zhigui did indeed enjoy better treatment in this regard, so he could be allocated some of the best tea, and he had even more of the slightly inferior tea. But his subordinates were different; although there were few people in the Ministry of Rites, that didn't mean they had great power or good treatment.

Moreover, in the entire Ministry of Rites, only Zhigui had a small Nobility title; the others couldn't even touch the edge of a Nobility title. Therefore, if they wanted to drink good tea, they could only drink a little bit when they were guests at the home of someone like Zhigui.

Once the tea was poured, naturally one had to savor it slowly; one couldn't waste this good tea. Good tea was not for quenching thirst.

After finishing the tea, they said: "Sir, what should we do next? Although it's a rest day now, we can't really rest, but the reception mission for the Suiren Clan cannot continue for the time being."

Zhigui also put down his teacup: "Rest for a while first. Later, you all go back to the office, and I will go find the King to ask how we should deal with this Suiren Clan. Without knowing the strategy for treating the Suiren Clan, we can't have a proper way to respond. I've felt sweat breaking out all over my head this whole time."

The other men also hurriedly wiped away their faint sweat: "That's right, that's right. This Baoxi is truly hard to deal with."

After chatting casually for a while, Zhigui saw his guests out, and the subordinates left in a timely manner with great perceptiveness. After Baoxi gave his family a few casual instructions, he tidied his clothes slightly and hurried to find Baifeng.

Although Baifeng was busy with his own messy little matters, his heart was still thinking about Baoxi's affairs. The matter of the Suiren Clan was the big matter. However, ever since Baoxi suddenly came to Huaxia, it seemed everything was no longer under his control, because he still hadn't guessed the real reason why Baoxi came here. Could there really be someone who would cross such a long distance just to come and take a look? Look at what? Could it be to look at me, Baifeng?

Baifeng's mind was in a mess when it was reported that Zhigui had arrived. Baifeng told him to come in quickly. Zhigui wasn't accompanying Baoxi to find him; could something have happened?

However, after Zhigui entered, Baifeng didn't see any look of panic on his face, so there shouldn't be any major problem.

"Weren't you supposed to be hosting Baoxi today? Why did you suddenly come here?"

After Zhigui performed a salute, he replied: "King, our Ministry of Rites accompanied Tribal Chief Baoxi around the surroundings this morning. However, Tribal Chief Baoxi didn't walk very far. He was very interested in many of the more unique aspects of our Huaxia, and he even specifically went to my house. Then he suddenly said he was tired and went back to rest."

"Unique aspects? For example?"

Zhigui answered truthfully: "The greenery in our courtyards, the fish ponds, the green belts on the roads, and the furniture and decorations in the house—he asked very meticulously. He mainly asked, 'Why do this?'"

Baifeng didn't understand: "What do you mean by 'why do this'? Explain more clearly."

Zhigui wiped the real sweat flowing down his forehead: "It's that Tribal Chief Baoxi doesn't understand why we plant Grass and flowers in the courtyard, why we raise small fish that can't be eaten, and why we build green belts in the middle of the road.

I heard from Tribal Chief Baoxi's meaning that he feels these are all meaningless. People don't need to engage in these things; they should consider the problem of food."