king of ros

Chapter 358 Family Banquet
On the night of the arrival of the Moscow army, a grand banquet was held in Kyiv, not only to welcome the arrival of the northern army, but also to make the last ceremony for the expedition.

Now that the northern army has arrived and the last platter of the army's expedition has been replenished, it's time to go on the expedition!

At the banquet, dialects from all over the Rus were played together, forming a grand occasion that could be called a Rus dialect concert, and the main topic of discussion was nothing but victory. Everyone believed that their total number reached thirty thousand (externally Claimed) the army is bound to be able to achieve a comprehensive victory, the defeat of the Polotsk people is inevitable.

But the Prince of Moscow was not interested in these claims of victory, which he was tired of hearing during this time.

The banquet was very sumptuous. People from all walks of life in Ross were gathered here. Naturally, there were also delicacies from all walks of life. Plates of sumptuous food were served, ranging from sea fish in the Black Sea to white bears in the north. High-quality wine from Moldavia was even more welcome. use.

Rostislav hadn't seen such a grand banquet for a long time. The uncle who was always regarded as stingy was really generous this time. Everyone was very happy about the banquet.

After the meal, everyone naturally started to move on their own. In the hall, drunk nobles started dancing, while others were talking to each other, and children were running around. arcade.

The Grand Duke of Kyiv is very optimistic about the war. In Ijaslav's view, victory is inevitable, and he is drinking recklessly now.

But Rostislav noticed that his two adult sons, Jaropolk and Mstislav, were still awake, standing behind the Grand Duke like guards, and there was an atmosphere between them that everyone could see. Came out subtle.

The uncle's third son and his youngest son sat alone in the corner, looking very quiet.

But Rostislav didn't take the initiative to join in, but continued to drink on his own.

Because of the Novgorod incident, the atmosphere between him and the uncle was a bit awkward after all, so there was not much communication after the routine interview.

On the other side, the second uncle and the third uncle were discussing something, and they were discussing quite enthusiastically. Rostislav went up to listen, and found that what the two were talking about was actually theology, and the discussion was of a high level. It's quite high, and it belongs to the high level even in the imperial capital.

This made Rostislav quite speechless. Although his theological level is not low, he really doesn't like theological discussions.

He only learned this stuff for the necessary social interaction. In this era, if he doesn't know theology, he really can't socialize in the aristocratic circle, but he absolutely doesn't like communication, he just finds it troublesome.

The Svyatoslavitches were chatting nearby. These young men were as strong as their father, and they were recognizable as outstanding fighters at a glance. The topic was also about the battle formation, which Rostislav felt The kind of interest.

It's just that Rostislav didn't want to talk to them. After all, his relationship with their father...is too delicate. It's better to keep a distance from Sviatoslavitch and the others.

There is no way, the prince of Moscow can only drink in the corner alone, but even if he drinks alone, he can't even think about it. People keep coming to drink with Rostislav. know him.

Naturally, Rostislav couldn't refuse these people. The people at this banquet were all powerful people from all over the country, so he could only bear the embarrassment and introduced each other to groups of strangers, and then drank.

But drinking with these people is not all bad. He can learn about the situation in various places from the mouths of these lords in Ross, and their views on their own rulers, which is also worthwhile.

This can also narrow the relationship with the middle and lower nobles. After all, no matter where it is, rulers who are close to the lower class are always welcome.

And in such an environment, the only ones who felt happy were the children of the Rurik family. The descendants of Yaroslav all brought their children, even Rostislav, not to mention the nobles.

When adults are still intriguing, they still see playing. There are so many people of the same age here, such opportunities are rare.

Rurik Rostislavitch Rurik couldn't help looking a little dazed in the midst of this uproar.

This was the first time he had seen such a scene, and he couldn't help but feel a little fear. It's not that little Rurik had never seen a banquet, but it was the first time he had seen such a large scale.

The mother was talking with the wives of the uncles, especially Irina, the wife of the third uncle. The two Greek women had a common language, and the mother had a very happy conversation, because there were few women in Northeast Ross who shared the same words with her. Ke rarely saw her like this.

The two younger brothers were playing on their own, and they even found a few children of nobles and even servants to play with. From the bottom of his heart, he really wanted to play with the younger brothers, but his status as the eldest son of the Prince of Moscow restricted him. he.

However, there was no dissatisfaction or slack on Rurik's face because of this, he knew that his father brought him here to let him see the market, how could he embarrass his father.

So Rurik sat upright in his seat, showing a maturity different from his age, but it also discouraged children who wanted to play with him.

But this leads to another problem, he really looks like a fool like this, and is regarded as weird by other children.

However, someone was willing to connect him. Just when Rurik straightened his back, a slightly frivolous voice sounded behind him, which sounded like a prankster.

"This is cousin Rostislav's son? Why are you standing here?"

"Oleg, be kind to our relatives and stop being so joking."

Another voice sounded, this one was much calmer.

Rurik looked at the source of the voice, and then he saw two boys of his age, one tall and strong, while the other was a little thin, and the frivolous voice came from him.

"Vladimir Vsevodovich, you may call me Monomakh."

The boy with a steady voice announced his name, which Rurik knew. He was the eldest son of Uncle Vsevolod, and everyone was called Monomacher—this was what Bishop Luca had taught him.

"Oleg Svyatoslavitch."

There was also a frivolous voice, and Rurik knew that it was the son of Uncle Sviatoslav, the youngest son of that uncle.

"My relatives, I saw that you have been here alone for a long time, do you want to go out and practice your sword?"

Monomakh said, expressing his kindness as much as possible. He had seen his cousin Rostislav before, and the Prince of Moscow was indeed a good-looking man. It was a pity that Monomakh could not squeeze through, and he felt that his cousin, a young man like himself, would not Pay attention to.

So he could only find another way to build a relationship with Rostislav's son, get to know the prince, and then get a recommendation, but he didn't expect that Oleg would come along next.

Of course, Monomacher couldn't push this relative out, so he could only let him follow.

Facing Monomakh and Oleg, Rurik was so nervous that he couldn't speak for a moment. This was the first time he communicated with his Rurik relatives, but fortunately, he reacted quickly.

Rurik's heart was filled with joy. Although the two in front of him looked older than him, at least they were willing to play with him and practice swords with him instead of just staying here all the time.

"Okay, okay."

Then they walked out of the banquet hall. Rurik was a little restrained at first, but he was a child after all, and soon let go of Oleg's jokes, while Monomakh still looked so calm.

Rostislav saw this scene by chance. He knew the two children and knew their future. The prince of Moscow suddenly wanted to do something, but finally stopped.

What is he thinking?Now that the historical line has changed a lot, why are you still so worried?Just let them play with these children, and don't bother them ignorantly. What happens to these children's future depends on how they go.

The prince of Moscow thought so, and at this moment, Jean came over with a glass of wine, and Rostislav naturally had to put on a smiling face and talk to people.

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