Chapter 579 9.1 Gannix Family Dinner

Chapter 579 1 Gannix Family Banquet

“Why do Westerners ‘kill their fathers’ and Easterners ‘kill their sons’?”

"This is a question worth thinking about!"

There are 12 candles lit on the exquisite dining table. Google Search Reading Candlelight reflects every guest dressed up and the table full of exquisite dishes.

Even in Constantinople, there were not many families who could use a complete set of jade plates and bowls to serve food. However, the red-colored steak, the juicy white Atlantic cod and the jet-black matsutake dotted around on this table all show the taste and style of the owner.

Not to mention all the exquisite delicacies are served on gold-rimmed jade plates. The perfect combination of cold metal and cold jade is not an easy thing to do.

"Gold inlaid with jade" represents the highest craftsmanship in this era.

The 12 guests at the long table did not focus on the exquisite food on the table. Instead, they all focused their attention on an old man wearing a linen robe.

They listened to the stories he told with relish.

the reason is simple.

In the Byzantine Kingdom, it is not an easy task to invite "Hoffmann Heinsili", the chief scholar of ancient civilization, to the dining table.

He may not even attend the annual Christmas in the palace, let alone the private parties held by nobles.

This time it was finally possible to see the old man walking out of the tower.

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened to every word of instruction from his mouth.

"I'm sure all of you here must have heard such a story."

"One day, a king received an oracle saying, 'He will be killed by his son.' The king was so frightened that he did not even dare to sleep with the queen."

"But as we all know, how can 'human nature' be suppressed? One day he drank too much and couldn't hold it back, and he gave birth to a son."

"You all know his name."

"His name is Oedipus"

"The king was so frightened when his son was born that he threw him into the mountains. The son was picked up by a shepherd and raised."

"Eighteen years later, the king met Oedipus one day when he was out hunting. The king ordered the free people blocking the road to get out of the way. However, Oedipus grew up in the fields and had never even entered a city. Can you tell the difference between a king and a noble?"

"He only knew that the sword in the hand of the fat man in front of him seemed to be very valuable, so he took out his hatchet and hacked the king to death with one blow."

"Oh? Is there anyone unfamiliar with this story?"

"It doesn't matter, my next story will be well known!"

"The sky god Uranus imprisoned his children underground. As a result, his son Cronus castrated his biological father with a scythe and replaced Uranus's dominance."

"Kronos was not at ease after he became the master of Olympus, because Ouranos said to him before his death: 'I have seen your end, and your end is the same as mine. You will die among your firstborn sons. hand!'"

"Cronos is not the wimpy father of Oedipus."

"He is one of the 12 Titans!"

"He would not do such a benevolent act as 'throwing his son into the mountains'. As for suppressing his own passion, haha, this is even more impossible for a Titan!"

"Kronos is still happy every night."

"As long as an heir is born, his way of treating the offspring is to devour them all!"

"In this way, he devoured 5 sons of gods. After the sixth son named "Zeus" was born, his biological mother Rhea dropped the bag with a stone. Cronus swallowed the stone wrapped in cloth. Young Zeus was lucky enough to survive."

"You must all know the story behind it."

"Zeus led the army to eliminate his biological father and all the Titans, took control of the Olympus Mountains, and became a new generation of god-kings."

"There are many similar stories. As long as you give enough tips, the bards in the taverns in the city can tell you at least 20 in one morning. Friends who were born in Byzantium must have heard calluses on their ears. You will I think it’s nothing.”

"Isn't it just those ancient stories about the succession of kings?"

"But trust me"

"Kill your father and replace him"

"This kind of behavior must be appalling and treasonous to the ears of our friends from the Eastern Continent!"

Although the voice of the chief ancient civilization scholar was old and hoarse, it was extremely clear.

There was silence in the banquet hall. When he started to speak, even the musicians put down their instruments. All the guests at the long table turned to look at the two Donglu scribes dressed in exquisite silk.

They looked solemn and nodded slightly.

These two people had just entered the city not long ago and were the new diplomats of the Tang Dynasty. Since the Legalist school came to power, as the domestic situation stabilized, they extended their influence overseas.

The previous diplomatic envoy, "Prince Li Yu", was dismissed and replaced by these two Legalist disciples.

Shang Junzi, codenamed ‘Huai’, and Gu Huai’an, codenamed ‘The Conspirator’

Hoffman stretched out a slender finger and smiled. This time he turned his head and looked at the Roman nobles at the other end of the long table.

"Now, let's change our taste and listen to me tell you a few legends about the Eastern Continent."

"2,500 years ago, a man named Shun was born in the East Continent. Shun was very talented, but his old father, Gusou, was a very confused man. He often beat and scolded him for no reason, but Shun never resisted."

"If he was beaten lightly, he would endure it."

"If he was beaten hard, he would run to the wilderness and cry alone."

"When the tribal leader Yao heard about this, he greatly appreciated Shun and was ready to use him. Gusou was even more unhappy when he heard this, and he joined forces with his son Xiang, born to his concubine, to murder him."

"When they were repairing the roof, they deliberately pulled out the ladder and set fire to the house, intending to burn Shun to death."

"Shun escaped by luck."

"When one plan failed, Gusou came up with another plan."

This time he asked Shun to dig a well, and Shun went there honestly. As a result, he was buried alive as soon as he got to the bottom of the well. Fortunately, "Yao's subordinates knew that his father had evil intentions and rescued him in time."

"Shun was able to save his life again."

"Lord Hoval, if this happened to you, what would you do?"

Hoffman asked the initiator of today's banquet. This was a fat man in red sitting on the main seat.

His name was "Hoval Gannicus", and he was the sheriff's captain.

Like all Romans, he had a thick layer of white foundation on his face, making him look like an actor on the stage.

"Haha, do you still need to ask this?"

"Although my Gannicus family is not good at using force, if any head of the family dares to harm his offspring like this, I must reward this young man who cleaned up the family!"

"Such a person is not worthy of being a father!"

"He deserves to die!"

Hoffman turned his head again and looked at the two disciples of the Legalists.

He found that they were pale and did not give any answer for a long time.

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