Zhou Nan estimated that Ulu's injuries were at most flesh wounds, and the new explosive arrow could blow up three layers of chain mail, which was probably already the limit, and when the power of the explosive arrow touched Ulu, it was already the end of the real strong crossbow - at most, the fragments of the exploded iron shell at the front of the explosive arrow were embedded in Ulu's buttocks. After the imperial doctor plastered Ulu with the wound, Ulu probably came even on his stomach.

  After a few times from this empty case, it is to write the seat of the prince and the royal family and the old ministers. There are men and women, old and young among these people, and being able to sit here also shows Zhao Ji's favor for these people. One of the pairs of vicious flashing eyes looked at Zhou Nan from time to time.

  Maybe Zhao Ji wanted to wait a little longer to see if the golden envoy could come, Zhao Ji waved his hand to the personal attendant, and the attendant immediately said loudly, "Pass the fruit!" ”

  With the order, the two teams of palace maids immediately dressed like flowers and butterflies, each holding a saucer, lightly placed the fruit plate on everyone's desk, and silently withdrew from the hall.

  Behind Zhao Ji's throne is a splendid barrier, two fist-sized brocade balls hang down at both ends of the barrier, there seems to be something like aromatherapy in it, and there is a faint pale green smoke from it, which seems to be faintly visible, and it exudes a faint fragrance, which is a fragrance that Zhou Nan has never smelled, when he first smelled it, it was sweet and mellow like honey, but after a while, he smelled it again and it was a faint milk fragrance, just when Zhou Nan wanted to carefully distinguish whether it was honey or milk, What I smell is the refreshing aroma of mint.

  The aroma in the main hall is thick, red and green, Zhou Nan is the first time to see this kind of battle, and in front of so many people, he naturally does not dare to pick it up and eat it at will. He looked at it first, and saw that the fruit plate was colorful, all of them were fruits, neatly cut, and the yards were regular, with pear slices, citrus, and pomegranate seeds; There is also a plate of lotus seeds, pine nuts, hazelnuts, and dried dates, which looks like an appetite.

  In this hall, Zhou Nan's most trusted person is the crown prince Zhao Huan, and Zhao Huan is diagonally opposite him. Zhou Nan didn't eat it first, but secretly looked at Zhao Huan from time to time, and sometimes secretly looked at Zhao Ji, wanting to see from the behavior of the two of them whether these fruit bowls were used for eating. If this fruit plate was just put on the table, but he picked it up and ate a few bites, he was afraid that he would laugh at the ministers of the Great Song Dynasty.

  Fortunately, Zhou Nan saw that the prince would occasionally pick the fruits in the fruit bowl and eat them, and the minister opposite would also eat the fruits sent at will, but he would not eat them non-stop. It seems that this is just a fruit plate before the meal, Zhou Nan knew the intention of this fruit plate, so naturally he couldn't sit still, pick up a piece of pear flesh and put it in his mouth to chew.

  Soon, the two teams of palace maids came up with new fruit plates and put another plate in front of each person. This time, there are flowers and the like, and Zhou Nan only knows osmanthus and lilacs, which are fragrant; On the other side of the plate is candied fruit, made of lotus root slices, citrus, and more that Zhou Nan doesn't know.

  Anyway, they are all pre-dinner appetizers, and Zhou Nan thought to himself that as a messenger of the Liao people, he naturally didn't have to twist and pinch, pick what he liked, and eat very happily.

  "Humph! Haven't you ever eaten my Great Song Wine Banquet? Zhou Nan was eating, but he heard Zhao Fujin next to him say in a low voice.

  Zhou Nan knew that Zhao Fujin was ridiculing him for not seeing the world, and he was not angry, his eyes did not look at Zhao Fujin, but he also said in a low voice, "When I return to Yanjing on another day, I will let my female Hanlin, that is, your sworn sister, treat you well." I hope that Emperor Ji Mo will be polite. Zhao Fujin ridiculed him for not seeing the world, Zhou Nan naturally deliberately mentioned Zhao Fujin's several sworn sisters in Yanjing City, which meant to tell Zhao Fujin that your sworn sisters are under me, and if they do work for me, they will be my subordinates; You Zhao Fujin is the sworn sister of my subordinates.

  This reminder really made Zhao Fujin so angry that his face turned pale, but he didn't dare to attack, he just took the fruit plate out of anger and ate several cloves of citrus candied fruit in a row.

  Zhou Nan was laughing secretly, but he saw a person stumbling up on the steps outside the main hall, and there was an attendant next to him to support, but he was thrown away by the man and walked in crookedly. It was the golden envoy Ulu who had been carried away just now.

  Seeing that it was Ulu coming, Zhao Fujin gloated and said, "Your enemy is here, hehe." In this era, the enemy is generally used to talk about male and female lovers, but Zhao Fujin said that Ulu was the enemy of Zhou Nan, and the word "wrong" is also appropriate. Zhou Nan looked at the vacant seats around him, and could only smile bitterly. This Zhao Ji didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he asked Ulu, who had just been shot by him, to sit next to him.

  Ulu is not a fool, after all, he is on the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and after entering the palace, he first gave a deep salute to Zhao Ji, thanked Zhao Ji, and thanked Zhao Ji for sending the imperial doctor to treat his injuries.

  Zhao Ji was very happy to see that Ulu could walk so quickly, and asked with a smile, "General Ulu is better?" Don't know if it's in the way? ”

  Ulu endured the pain and stood up and replied, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Great Song Emperor." This little injury, Ulu can still stand it, don't worry. ”

  Zhao Ji was worried that Ulu was going to find trouble in Zhou Nan, if this continued, this Shangyuan Festival celebration would be messed up for these two people, so he said to Ulu, "General Ulu can pierce the second armor with arrows, and he is a rare archer!" The general was specially given to ascend to the main hall to feast and drink. ”

  Ulu thanked him again and said, "All of my Dajin people are heroes who stand up to the sky, not like some people...... Hum...... Tricks hurt! As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Nan with the corner of his eyes.

  "Exactly!" Zhao Ji immediately took the words to Ulu and said, "General Ulu is bright and fair, so he is naturally a hero." Presumably, he won't seek revenge and sin because the Liao envoy missed for a while, right? ”

  "His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty invited the ministers to a banquet, as well as guests from all over the world, Ulu naturally will not disturb His Majesty's interest, but this hatred ...... More on that later! Ulu said briskly.

  "It's so good, it's a great time for today. Please take a seat. Zhao Ji motioned for Ulu to sit down.

  Ulu was also happy, and it didn't matter if he was next to Zhou Nan, he walked over, sat down with half an ass, grabbed a handful of fruit slices and stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them.

  Now that everyone is together, the real food and drink will follow. This time, it was Zhou Nan's appetite, and what was in front of others was a plate of various dishes, but what was served to him and Ulu was a whole plate of roast lamb leg and several plates of dipping sauce. Obviously, this is to take care of his usual dietary customs, specially.

  "What a fragrant roasted lamb!" Zhou Nan was about to cut a piece to taste, but he heard someone outside the hall shouting loudly, talking, the person had already walked in, but it was a Taoist priest, with his eyes sharp, the root of his nose straight, his bearing was graceful, he was wearing a Wuyue spirit crown, wearing a green cloth straight embellished, shoes and socks on his feet, looking refreshed, and a fairy wind and bones.

  "It turned out to be Mr. Psychic, give me a seat!" Seeing that the Taoist was coming, Zhao Ji was even more happy. Like Song Chungui, please collect x Song Chungui.