The conversation was over for the time being, and then the envoys were asked to rest. It was still a little cold in Xueyantuo's court this month, and a charcoal brazier was needed at night.
And the tent arranged for a few of them is naturally the best tent.
After taking a rest, Zhenzhu Khan hosted a banquet for several people in the evening. However, Jiang Quhu was in a bit of pain at this banquet. In fact, no matter what he said, whether others believed it or not, he came from the bottom of his heart.
Although the food they ate along the way was not very good, the food in the Turkic Royal Court was really not that good.
There is no shortage of all kinds of meat, after all, it is khan, but these meats... To put it nicely, it is called tasting the true taste of the food. It just adds salt, and to put it worse, it is called poor.
You can't find so many spices on this grassland. Jiang Quhu, who was used to eating delicacies from the Tiantian Mountains in Chang'an, was really uncomfortable for a while. The various dairy products tasted just like that, with no special taste.
It's completely incomparable to the one in Chang'an.
Alas, I don’t know what this Khan is insisting on.
If Li Ke knew Jiang Quhu's thoughts, he would have to give him a thumbs up. I have to say that this guy has lived a well-rounded life. Turks in this era are so poor, and there is really nothing good to eat on the grasslands.
In future generations, on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, if you eat an authentic dish with only salt, then Li Ke really believes that it is to taste the true taste of the ingredients, and Li Ke himself has eaten it, and it is not unpleasant to eat.
After all, there are so many different kinds of seasonings that we eat every day. It’s not that bad to eat a handful of hand-breaded ones with just salt every once in a while.
But in this era... stop making trouble, there is enough spice, these people's tongues are eager to swallow it.
Although there was not much talk at the banquet, it was obvious that some of their conversations with Zhenzhu Khan in the afternoon were probably spread through the generals under his name, so the generals accompanying Zhenzhu Khan at the banquet were also very excited. enthusiasm.
If there is no war, it is possible to go to the prosperous place in the Central Plains. Everyone is very enthusiastic. As for the final outcome, we will tell at that time.
After eating and drinking, he returned to the felt tent where he lived. The condition of the tent was not bad, but Jiang Quhu couldn't sleep, mainly because the smell was too unpleasant. The mutton smell was so strong that it was almost offensive to the nose. Authentic yurts more than a thousand years later cannot avoid this. In this era... it will only become more intense.
Jiang Quhu was in a bit of pain. It was really uncomfortable. It was even more uncomfortable than the felt tents of the Tang Dynasty Army where they lived along the way. The felt tents of the Tang Army were now all treated and the smell was not that bad. smell.
But he also knew that this felt tent was indeed like this. The largest felt tent that Khan lived in during the day had this smell, not to mention the one he lived in, and the place he lived in was also far away from Zhenzhu Khan’s felt tent. The closest place.
To be honest, Jiang Quhu felt that he was really being treated in a cunning way in Chang'an in the past two years.
Unable to sleep, Jiang Quhu decided not to sleep at all. He decided to wake up and go for a walk outside to sober up.
Although the grassland nights in this month were very cold, just like winter, Jiang Quhu brought enough clothes and put on a thick leather coat, so Jiang Quhu went outside.
As soon as the cool air blew, Jiang Quhu's spirit was shaken. Except for some guards patrolling the Turks around him, there were basically no people outside. Only some fires could be seen on the periphery of the entire gathering point.
In the night, Jiang Quhu could still vaguely hear the "miserable" screams of Turkic women.
Tsk tsk, these Turkic people are open-minded. No wonder I heard that their Turkic customs are what they are. After the father dies, the son marries the stepmother and so on. There are also younger brothers marrying the sister-in-law. tsk tsk, it’s so chaotic.
Just thinking about it makes me a little excited. No wonder they say that every man has a beast in his heart, and if he is locked up, he is civilized.
But there is one thing to say, the screams of this Turkic woman are quite exciting. Jiang Quhu thought that he would go to Yihongyuan after going back. I heard that his house was recommended by His Highness, and it has some special features. I heard that his house was recommended by His Highness. There are also many Turkic women.
When I get back, I'll eat some meat.
As for here, Jiang Quhu felt that he wanted a woman, and Zhenzhu Khan would not refuse, but he felt that he could not do it. Turkic women are too dirty. Even if they are not washed once a year, even once a month, Jiang Quhu felt There must be dirt on his body.
How is it possible to taste it at this level? He couldn't play anyway.
What’s more, based on the smell inside the felt tent, it is estimated that the Turkic women have also been pickled with the smell and cannot get rid of it even if they take a bath.
There were guards outside their felt tent, which were the troops of the Tang Dynasty following them.
Seeing Jiang Quhu come out, they all silently saluted Jiang Quhu, but did not leave their posts.
Jiang Quhu also had a serious look on his face, and sincerely bowed his head and clasped his fists in return to these soldiers.
Along the way, he met the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. A group of sentry guards could stand still for an hour. You must know that although they were wearing thick leather jackets with armor outside the leather jackets at this night, it was not cold but not cold, but Jiang Quhu would never be able to stand still for two hours.
With such elite soldiers, Jiang Quhu didn't know how the Turks could win.
Although he was wandering around outside, Jiang Quhu didn't wander around. He rashly broke into a place he shouldn't have gone. If he was hacked to death, no one could avenge him. He cherished his life very much.
But what Jiang Quhu didn't expect was that after he walked a few times ahead, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing outside, with several soldiers following him not far behind.
The other party obviously saw Jiang Quhu, was stunned for a moment, and then walked over to Jiang Quhu.
Jiang Quhu also hurriedly greeted him.
"I've met Khan." Jiang Quhu saluted him.
"Young Master Jiang, you don't need to be polite. We don't have so many etiquettes on the grassland. Mr. Jiang, can't you sleep?" After half a day of things, Zhenzhu Khan felt a lot better about Jiang Quhu. At least, People are willing to tell the truth and tell the truth.
"It's a little bit, Khan, to be honest, I'm really sorry. The smell of the place where I live is really bad, and I can't sleep." Jiang Quhua was honest in his words.
Zhenzhu Khan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly. Indeed, they had long been used to it, but in the hearts of the people of Chang'an and the Central Plains, their place was indeed a barbaric land.
He had been accustomed to the smell of the felt tent since he was a child growing up on the grasslands. It was normal for others not to be used to it.
While smiling bitterly, I don't know why, but Jiang Quhu's simple words touched Zhenzhu Khan. "Why don't you call the three generals to come and let's talk?" Zhenzhu Khan said.
He suddenly wanted to talk.
"Of course you can!" Jiang Quhu was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.
Ten minutes later, several people sat down in Zhenzhu Khan's felt tent again. This time, the generals under Zhenzhu Khan were not present either.
There were only five of them.
