After Zhao Dekai finished reading the content of the reprimand, his voice changed, and he read Li Shimin's words to appease Fu Yun.

said that the two countries are close to each other, and they have always lived in harmony with each other. But now you are brazenly sending troops towards Datang, is it because you have encountered some difficulties.

And promised that if Fu Yun was willing to withdraw from the army at this time, I would not be guilty of the past. You can pay a certain price, but as for what price, the holy decree does not say.

But Zhao Dekai's purpose here is not to discuss the price that Datang can pay. So hearing this, the old man roasting the lamb showed a hint of an incomprehensible smile on his face.

Then Zhao Dekai, who did not look back, said in a sad voice: "His Majesty Tian Khan is sympathetic to the hearts of the vassals of the country, and the ministers are grateful, but the Tang Dynasty has not had a good time these years, and the minister's life is not easy either." After saying that, he was silent.

Zhao Dekai finished reading the holy decree word by word, and then stopped speaking. Fu Yun has made up his mind to give himself a dismissal, now is not the time to negotiate, and a lot of things are said in vain.

So Zhao Dekai began to quietly watch Fu Yun roast lamb. The lord of a country roasted sheep with his own hands, such a scene was the first time Zhao Dekai saw it in his life, and it may also be the last.

Fu Yun saw that Zhao Dekai no longer spoke, but watched him roast lamb intently, and was slightly surprised in his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Dekai's concentrated expression did not seem to be fake, but really looked at it with his heart, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Dekai slightly in his heart.

The Central Plains is indeed full of talents, just an envoy, in the face of the coercion of himself and hundreds of thousands of troops, not only was he not frightened, but he could concentrate on watching how he roasted lamb, which was indeed a little timid.

As the minutes ticked by, Fu Yun once again coated the lamb with a layer of spice. Suddenly, the aroma of roast lamb filled the felt tent.

Even the foul smell of all kinds of feces seems to be masked by the smell of roast lamb. Zhao Dekai twitched his nose and praised Fu Yun from the bottom of his heart: "Your Highness has good craftsmanship." "The cow dung used as fuel burned out, and the lamb above the flame happened to be completely cooked.

Fu Yun replied with a smile: "You Han people have a saying, without him, only the hands are familiar." Hearing this, Zhao Dekai bowed his head lightly.

Fu Yun stood up, carrying a wooden stick strung from the lamb's body in one hand. He carried the roasted lamb to a silver platter on the wooden table in front of the main seat.

He put a silver kettle on top of the fire that had not yet been completely extinguished, and boiled something. When Fu Yun stood up, Zhao Dekai found that the old man's height was really tall, at least two meters tall.

His height in Datang is already very outstanding, but compared to this old man, he is still more than half a head shorter.

Not to mention the Tang Dynasty, even on the grassland, it is rare to see such a tall man. Zhao Dekai can imagine that when this old man was young, he must have been the No. 1 brave and fearless warrior on the grassland.

But now, the brave warrior was old, and the felt strands of hair on his head had turned gray.

"Fu Yun, it's time for the curtain to end." This thought suddenly rose in Zhao Dekai's heart.

"Envoy, please sit down and taste the craftsmanship of this king." Fu Yun Khan knelt down on the first place, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Dekai, who was standing below.

Then the shirtless man standing on Fu Yun's left dragged a blanket out of the corner. He placed the blanket on the side of the wooden case and returned it without saying a word.

Zhao Dekai glanced at the dirty blanket, and did not dislike it, came to sit cross-legged on the blanket, and quietly waited for the dismount from Fu Yun.

Seeing Zhao Dekai sitting down facing him, Fu Yun smiled at Zhao Dekai and said, "Ao Yu'er, bring tableware to the envoy." As soon as Fu Yun's voice fell, the man standing on Fu Yun's right pulled out a scimitar from the knife holder on one side.

The scimitar was sharp, revealing a snow-white glow in the dimly lit tent. The man named Ao Yu'er took the scimitar and looked at it, and then threw it away.

The scimitar passed by the tip of Zhao Dekai's nose, and by the way, it took off a few messy strands of hair on Zhao Dekai's forehead.

The tip of the scimitar was deeply inserted into the wooden case on Zhao Dekai's right hand. Almost, just a little, Zhao Dekai was cut off his nose.

Zhao Dekai's heart twitched, but his eyes didn't blink. In the face of this situation, as long as it is an individual, it will feel fear in the heart.

But fear in his heart is fear, but he can't show the slightest on his face, because Zhao Dekai now represents the Tang Dynasty.

A drop of sweat dripped from Zhao Dekai's nose. Zhao Dekai took out the scimitar inserted in the wooden case expressionlessly, looked at it in front of him for a few moments, and then said lightly to Fu Yun: "It's not as easy to use as chopsticks." ”

"Hahahaha, on the grassland, the knife is not only a sharp weapon for killing, but also a tableware for eating. Fu Yun suddenly laughed, and after explaining, he cut off a piece of the fattest hind leg meat on the lamb and handed it to the silver plate in front of Zhao Dekai.

said: "Envoy, please use, taste the difference between the lambs raised by the men on our grassland and those in the Central Plains." Then he didn't care whether Zhao Dekai ate it or not, he poked a large piece of mutton with the tip of a knife and began to gobble it up.

Zhao Dekai thanked him, and then followed Fu Yun's example, poked the meat of his hind leg with the tip of a knife, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, gently biting the next bite and chewing it slowly.

It's just that as soon as the mutton was eaten, Zhao Dekai's brows furrowed a little. When asked, the mutton tasted very fragrant, but it didn't taste as good as I imagined.

Because, there is no salt taste. The lord of a country can't afford to eat salt. So there is only one possibility, Fu Yun did it on purpose.

Zhao Dekai quietly ate a piece of hind leg meat into his stomach slowly. As we all know, unsalted mutton has a strong fishy smell, at least Zhao Dekai from the Central Plains is difficult to accept this taste.

But Fu Yun ate with relish, as if it didn't matter to him whether he had a salt taste or not. Seeing that Zhao Dekai finished eating the hind leg meat, Fu Yun, who was holding a sheep's head and gnawing it again, put down the sheep's head, and cut off the lamb leg meat on the other side and handed it to Zhao Dekai.

He said apologetically: "In the wilderness, there is nothing to entertain the envoy, only this lamb can be regarded as a shot." After speaking, he hugged the sheep's head and gnawed again.

This time, Zhao Dekai did not continue to eat, but silently looked at Fu Yun. Fu Yun was a little looked at by Zhao Dekai's gaze

"Inexplicable".