The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 101 Eating
After listening to Yin Minjun's words, Li Miao said, "Let the people who went in tell me about the situation in the tomb."

An old man from the Hengshan Sect came over and described in detail to Li Miao what he had seen.

After listening to it, Li Miao exclaimed: "Amazing!"

Because the scale of the Miao King's Tomb was surprisingly large. Just a preliminary exploration showed that it had two or three acres of land, dozens of tombs, and aisles that could accommodate seven or eight people side by side.

Miao King is not a position, but just a title for the person who has the ruling power in Miao Territory.

In different eras and stages, the identity of the Miao King is different. He can be the clan leader, the chieftain, the chief of the rebel army, or the legendary incarnation of a god.

Judging from the shape of this tomb, it should be the tomb of a leader of a certain generation of the Miao nationality.

I just don't know how it is related to the "Wedding Dress Magic".

Li Miao asked: "Who will go in tomorrow?"

Yin Minjun replied: "Several major sects have been decided, and several famous lone masters will also go. But the number of people has not yet been decided."

Yin Minjun sighed.

"The tomb is full of poisonous insects. It's hard for those with poor martial arts to guard against them. Even for those with high martial arts skills, it's hard to take care of the surroundings even if there are few people."

"The best solution would be for all the masters above the third-rate to go in together, but... we can't agree on that."

There is a saying about tomb robbing. If a father and son work together, the father will keep watch from above while the son will work in the tomb.

Because a father will not want to leave his son and will not abandon him. But a son may not necessarily want to leave his father.

Of course, this statement is limited to tomb robbers. It is normal for them to have low moral standards when doing such unscrupulous things.

However, this also shows the concerns of the people in the martial arts world present at this time.

First, if many people enter and obtain the Wedding Dress Skill, how will they divide it?
Second, if all the experts go in and die inside, and there is no useful person guarding outside, what if they are kicked out?
Third, this is a treasure hunt, and several families are competitors. How can we guarantee that the other party will not secretly plot against us?
Fourth, if a few big sects go in on their own and don’t share any of their profits with other forces, what if they are accused of breaking the rules of martial arts?
There are many people in the underworld here. It is reasonable to say that one person with one shovel of soil is enough to dig up the tomb. However, because of mutual fear and precautions, no one has entered yet.

Now, several major sects are seeing that more and more people are coming, and they are afraid that the night will be too long and there will be more trouble, so they decided to coordinate tonight and set a set of rules, and then go in tomorrow.

Now, it's almost time for dinner.

The people of the Central Plains like to talk about things while eating, and the major factions are no exception.

The Hengshan Sect was wealthy and powerful, and they had built the largest shed, so they decided to have the discussion in the shed where Li Miao was sitting now.

Li Miao twirled his fingers and said to Yin Minjun, "All of you from Hengshan Sect should stay outside. Forget about the wedding dress magic skill. It's meaningless."

"You will be my subordinate from now on. Jinyiwei has a lot of useful secret manuals in its library. Just do your job well. I won't let you down."

"Why would you want to grab that thing? Even if an ordinary person gets it, he won't be able to practice it."

Although Li Miao's Wedding Dress Skill was modified by him and was completely different from the original, Li Miao still knew the underlying martial arts principles.

Wedding dress, making wedding dress for others. This is a martial art that passes on power to others, breaking and then building. If you don't have some talent and character, it's useless to practice.

Li Miao pointed at Yin Minjun, and then pointed at Yongjie next to him: "Elder Yin, you, me and this master, go in together."

Yin Minjun nodded in agreement.

She came to join in the fun of the Wedding Dress Magic because, in fact, she had defected to the imperial court, her future was uncertain, and she wanted to accumulate some capital for the Hengshan Sect to survive.

Now that Li Miao had spoken, she could only obey. After a while, it was time for dinner.

Yin Minjun was waiting outside for the leaders of several major sects to come.

The first person to come over was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Lao Qifeng.

In the Beggars' Gang, real beggars actually have no status. It is divided into two factions: the clean-clothes faction and the dirty-clothes faction. Only the dirty-clothes faction is the real beggar. Those who are responsible for managing the gang's assets are all from the clean-clothes faction.

After all, there are really not many people who are great in martial arts but also like to beg for food.

So the gang leader Lao Qifeng was dressed very decently and didn't look like a beggar at all.

He walked forward, greeted Yin Minjun, and entered the greenhouse, but was stunned for a moment.

Li Miao had already started eating at the main seat. Several elders from the Hengshan School were serving him personally. Some were pouring wine, some were serving dishes, and another elder was using the Hengshan sword technique to cut meat from the bones and put it on a plate before bringing it to Li Miao.

Lao Qifeng looked at it for a while but didn't move.

Yin Minjun on the side said with a smile: "This is a friend of mine from the Hengshan Sect, a strange man in the martial arts world, who does not care about trivial matters. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Boss Lao."

Lao Qifeng didn't say anything, but thought to himself, "Friend? Then his mother must be the biological father of your Hengshan Sect, right?"

"Were you this diligent when you served your own father?"

"Hey, look! Your elder has started to use the Hengshan sword technique to pick fish bones for others. Will your ancestor kill you with a sword in your dreams tonight?"

Although he thought so, Lao Qifeng didn't bother to say it out loud. He pretended not to see it and sat down aside.

People arrived one after another. When they came in, they were all shocked by Li Miao's behavior. They resisted the urge to speak and sat down one after another.

By dark, everyone was finally together.

Li Miao was also full. He leaned back in the main seat with his eyes closed, completely ignoring the looks from everyone.

popping.

Yin Minjun clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Please everyone."

"Today, we are brought together by fate. We are from different places, and it is fate that we can meet here. Let's drink this cup to the full!"

Everyone responded and the feast officially began.

As a side note, in most vernacular novels, the heroes generally have some talents, such as playing the piano or flute, reciting poems and composing couplets.

But the reality is, don't expect these rough guys who are good at drawing swords and blood to have much cultural literacy. It takes time to learn the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. After practicing martial arts, a group of people are sweaty and have no energy to play the piano.

Don't expect these people to be polite. It's not easy for people who are used to fighting over a disagreement to wait until after dinner to talk about things.

Sure enough, before half of the meal was even finished, someone couldn't wait any longer and said loudly, "Elder Yin, it's getting late. We have something important to deal with. Don't delay."

"Let's decide now what the rules are for tomorrow's event!"

Yin Minjun turned around and saw that the person who spoke was the top-notch master in the martial arts world, 'Iron Fist Arhat' Cang Feifeng.

(End of this chapter)