The night wind blew and the bonfire flickered. Gulamo took out a bamboo flute from his arms and played it, and the melodious music flew in the field.
Medina gently took off her black robe, revealing her slim waist and long legs like snow jade. Then, she bent down and slowly took off her cloth shoes, and the crisp bell rang.
Shulot heard this and went away. The girl's slender ankles were actually covered with exquisite silver rings, with small silver bells hanging from the silver rings. There are faint red marks on the skin near the silver ring, which are marks after repeated friction. The king's gaze continued to move downward, and he paused for a moment on the pink toes with rouge manicure, and then immediately looked away.
In front of everyone, Medina's face turned red, showing a bit of shyness. Then, she gently swayed her waist to the rhythm of the bamboo flute, and stretched her arms naturally, blooming like a begonia flower. This is the prelude to the dance, showing the girl's perfect body in the eyes of the king.
The overture ends with the main dance. Soon, the girl's dance steps became more urgent. She stood on tiptoes high, touching the ground with only her toes, and danced lightly in the campfire, like a deer in the forest. There was a hint of innocence on the little deer's face. He looked around curiously, then met the king's eyes and turned his head shyly. Her long hair fell slightly, covering her childish profile, but it could not hide her beautiful face.
Then, Medina smiled brightly and sang alone. The voice was like spring rain falling on the human world, full of lingering breath.
"I am a deer in the forest, a messenger of the goddess of spring.
I jumped lightly in the forest and drank the sweet nectar alone.
I gnawed on the green and fresh grass to make my body fresh and tender.
Then, the drums suddenly sounded! "
At this point, panic suddenly appeared on Medina's face. Her eyes were wet, she glanced at the king in fear, and ran away.
"Strong hunters are chasing me! Wanting to capture me.
I fled into the jungle of vines, with him hot on my heels.
I fled into a shallow creek, and he hotly pursued me.
I escaped into the beautiful garden and he was hot on my heels! "
Medina tensed her feet and jumped up and down again. Her legs were as slender as a deer and as white as snow. When they fell into the king's eyes, they made him inexplicably anxious, as if they were lit on fire. Then, the girl's urgent singing gradually ignited the flames.
"The drums were beating! I fell down in the garden.
His heart is close to mine. His body is so strong.
He stretched out his strong hands and grasped my waist tightly.
I was finally captured by him and became his prey!
I struggled painfully, using my fresh body,
Satisfy his bloodthirsty desire and bring him soft joy...
ah! "
At some point, Medina returned to the king again. Dancing on tiptoes is too exhausting, and the stinging pain on the anklets is excruciating. The girl finally couldn't hold on anymore, staggered, and suddenly fell into the king's arms.
"when!"
Bertard's expression was cold and he suddenly pulled out his bronze sword.
"It doesn't matter."
Shulot spoke softly, and the warrior commander bowed his head and backed away. Then, a soft body fell into the king's arms, still carrying the heat and sweat from strenuous exercise.
Medina's face turned red, she gasped and exhaled a breath that was as blue as blue. Her teeth were white and straight, and she had obviously been chewing sapodilla gum for a long time. Her lips were as red as roses, with the temptation of blooming flowers. Her eyes were covered with mist, and she was weeping. She looked at the handsome face of the king and sang the last verse.
“From then on, I left the embrace of the goddess and was bound by a strong warrior.
Blood flowed, he bit my throat and took possession of everything I had!
I was born in his arms and I died in his arms.
Then I knew that fate had handed me over to you.
I am your...my warrior, my king~"
At some point, the venue became completely quiet. The nobles all lowered their heads and did not look at the king above them. A smile appeared on Gulamo's face, and he waited quietly as well. Bertard lowered his bronze sword, looked at the king, and hesitated to speak.
Shulot looked at the soft beauty in his arms and took a deep breath, but he smelled the girl's body fragrance, which was really like an elk. Since birth, this has been an experience he has never had and a challenge he has never faced before. At this moment, the flames were burning in his body, carrying violent power and impacting his sanity. It wasn't until a few breaths later that the shadow of a girl in white appeared in his mind.
The king bit his lip hard, stood up with difficulty, and put Medina where she was. Then, he took two steps back and turned around, not looking at the reclining girl. The nobles were surprised by the king's will, and the smile on the corner of Gulamo's mouth disappeared instantly.
"That's almost it. Bertard, send them the change documents!"
"I obey your will, Your Highness!"
The warrior commander saluted respectfully. He looked at Medina calmly and ordered his guards to distribute the documents.
Medina hugged her legs and sat on the ground, staring blankly at King Hui's back. Then, she held back the scattered wind, stood up, smiled softly, turned around and walked towards Gulamo.
Shulot then turned around and looked at the girl's back. The breeze blew by, and the girl's fragrance still lingered in the air. The king's face was expressionless, and the bonfire shone on his face, casting a wavering shadow and seeming to burn in his heart.
Gulamo did not look at his daughter who returned. He held the document in his hand, trembling slightly. The documents are written in words brought by the Mexica people, coupled with the kingdom's traditional graphics and text, and there is no ambiguity in the meaning.
"Order to change the title reduction: The Honorable Noble of the Kingdom, the leader of the Lithospermum family, Gulamo... Check the existing fiefdom in the Kuramo area, with a population of 31,000, and a land of 500,000 acres. According to the laws of the Kingdom, the Honorable Noble is granted 8,000 acres of land. acres, with 400 slaves... Therefore, it was ordered to return the Curamo fiefdom and transfer it to the Zicao Glory family to the north bank of the Leman River, Guamare State. The kingdom re-distributed 24,000 acres of land. Except for direct descendants, slaves were allowed to be taken away. 1,200 people. The deadline is one month!”
From 500,000 acres of fertile southern land, it was reduced to 24,000 acres of barren wilderness and mountain fields. From the control population of more than 30,000, the seal was reduced to just over 1,000 people. Not to mention, the Zicao family will lose the manor built for generations, lose the foreign trade route to Lake Atoyak, and go to the wild northern wasteland to be accompanied by the ferocious canine descendants...
Gulamo pressed his forehead with his hand and felt dizzy. He lost his footing and fell sideways. Medina quickly stepped forward to help her, but was pushed away by him.
"Get away!"
The girl pursed her lips, let go of her hands obediently, and sat down in the corner. She put on her black robe and veil again, the redness on her face gradually disappeared, and her eyes became submissive. Then, she subconsciously looked up, caught the king's gaze that had just been withdrawn, and smiled shyly.
"Your Majesty, this, this, how can this be done! Please, please have mercy and spare us!"
The old crow Sitley knelt on the ground and begged the king above him. He held a document tightly in his hand, which contained the king's ruthless judgment.
"Order to change the title and reduce the title: The Honorable Noble of the Kingdom, the head of the Crow Family, Sitley... Checked the existing fiefdom in the north of Atoyake Lake, with 12,000 Dingkou, and 200,000 acres of land. According to the laws of the Kingdom, the Honorable Noble was granted 8,000 acres of land. acres, with 400 slaves... Therefore, he was ordered to return the Hubei fiefdom and transfer it to the Crow Glory family to the north bank of the Leman River, Otto Pampang. The kingdom re-distributed 10,000 acres of land, and allowed 500 slaves to be taken away except for direct descendants. The deadline is one month to complete!”
For Sitley, if the king's order is followed, the two hundred years of expansion and accumulation of the Crow family will be completely destroyed. 500 slaves are not even enough to serve the family's nearly 100 descendants, let alone cultivate the land! Could it be that even the descendants of the Honor family have to be like ant-like farmers, plowing with farm tools, working in the fields all day long, and getting tanned by the sun?
Other great nobles in the south also finished reading "The Order of Change and Reduction of Seal". Hereditary nobles generally have their titles reduced by 90%, while almost all honorable nobles have their titles reduced by 95%! According to the standards of the Kingdom of Tarasco, everyone was reduced to one level of nobility. Moreover, everyone must move north of the Leman River to establish a solid frontier in the wild land.
Thinking of this, the nobles came forward one after another, knelt down and begged. They grabbed the king's clothes and burst into tears.
"Your Majesty, I beg you, please let us go! I am willing to hand over a large tribute!"
"Yes! Your Majesty, I am your loyal servant! I am willing to hand over 30% of the land and guard the south for you for generations!"
"Witness the Lord God! I am willing to hand over 50% of the fiefdom! I am willing to dedicate my daughter to you! Your Majesty, please reduce the punishment on the family!"
"Yes, yes! Not to mention giving up your daughter, you can even sacrifice your concubine and wife! Your Majesty, we..."
"Quiet!!"
Shulot shouted angrily. The personal guard warriors all pulled out their war clubs, raised their spears, and pointed them at the fearful nobles, forcing them to retreat. The king glanced at everyone indifferently and judged ruthlessly.
"This is the king's order! The king's order is issued and cannot be disobeyed, let alone changed!"
Then, with a "dang" sound, the king pulled out the bronze sword from his waist and pointed it at the kneeling people.
"You are nobles from the old Tarasco dynasty, and you have never contributed any merit to the kingdom! Only by moving to the north of the Leman River and guarding the north for the kingdom can you keep your title. This is your only chance! Now, there are only two of you. Choice: either obey or sacrifice!”
There was silence again. The nobles looked pale, as if they were dead. Old crow Sitley had tears in his eyes, facing a fate that he could not choose. Gulamo clenched his fingers and lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.
The king took one last look at the crowd and smiled coldly.
"After you get the documents, you can leave! Return to the fiefdom and prepare to move. Of course, you can also choose the third way, fight to the end, and annihilate the entire clan!"
After saying that, Xiulote glanced at the girl in the black robe lightly, turned around, and went to the big tent without looking back.
