retaliate

Chapter 67 The Burial of a Servant
Pot throwing is a game that has been popular for many years. It is liked by dignitaries and ordinary people.

Get a pot, if you don't have a pot, you can get a vase or a small jar.

As long as there are arrows in hand, there are casinos everywhere.

A pot with a big belly and a small mouth was placed on the ground.

The distance of five steps is already considered a master's range for throwing pots.

Zhang Jing glanced at Yang Xuan, and when she saw his tangled face, she wanted to laugh and handed the quiver over.

Nian Ziyue nodded.

"Or..." Zhang Jing knew the princess's intentions, "One hundred dollars?"

The stakes are not small.

Yang Xuan looked embarrassed, thinking that if he wins too much, will the princess cry in anger?
But he is short of money!
Looking at Cao Ying, she looked like she wanted to commit suicide, clearly because she was worried that he would lose all the trousers.

Only Wang Lao Er was staring at Zhang Jing's long legs, and snorted.

This foodie must think that these long legs are delicious.

What if he eats human flesh someday?
The messy thoughts turned around in his mind, and Yang Xuan nodded with difficulty.

The corners of Nian Ziyue's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that he didn't want him to repay his gambling debts, he just threatened him to stay out of business.

"I'll come first."

Yang Xuan nodded, "Princess, please."

Nian Ziyue took an arrow and raised her hand lightly.

The arrow flew past in a parabola.

The parabola is very important, that is, the trajectory must be high, so that it can get into the small spout when it falls.

The arrow landed accurately.

Nian Ziyue clapped her hands gently and stepped back.

She glanced at Yang Xuan and whispered to Zhang Jing, "Get ready to collect the money."

Zhang Jing nodded and watched Yang Xuan raise the arrow and threw it out.

I'm afraid this person has never played before, right?

Her vision turned into a parabola with the arrow.

Ding!
The arrow went in exactly.

Nian Ziyue let out a sigh and stepped forward again.

Ding!
She glanced at Yang Xuan, and there was a little bit of competition in her eyes.

"Is it beautiful?" Suzaku asked.

Yang Xuan ignored it, because even across the distance, he still felt the agility of those eyes, which made people move.

But for him, survival comes first.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
The small spout was packed with arrows.

Bah!
Nian Ziyue failed.

She looked at Yang Xuan, "Go further, dare?"

Yang Xuan said, "Where's the money?"

Zhang Jing didn't prepare any money because she didn't think she would lose.

So Yang Xuan saw the luxury of the Southern Zhou people.

A box of copper coins.

"There are many more." Zhang Jing said lightly.

"Rich woman! Rich woman! I don't want to work hard!" Suzaku growled.

Over there, Cao Ying blinked, "Lang Jun, you have to work hard!"

The old thief sneered, "That's the Princess of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Could it be that Lang Jun can still join the family and compete with other men for favor?"

Cao Ying stroked her beard, "If you are willing to give money, let Yi Niang get Lang Jun some more nourishing food to eat."

"Meat!" Wang Lao Er thought that Zhang Jing's long legs were delicious.

"The distance is getting farther." Cao Ying couldn't help looking forward to seeing Nian Ziyue throw the arrow into the mouth of the pot.

"Ding!" Yang Xuan was still casual.

Nian Ziyue gritted her teeth, "The color head is a little small."

Cao Ying whispered, "Why don't you use her as a lucky winner."

The old thief shook his head, "Lang Jun's kidney deficiency."

Cao Ying was furious, "Who said that?"

The old thief said: "Lang Jun soaks in well water at night, this is obviously a sign of kidney yin deficiency, it is very serious."

"One thousand dollars!" Nian Ziyue looked at Yang Xuan through Lei and raised her head slightly.

Yang Xuan folded his arms around his chest, "Did the princess bring any money for this trip?"

There was a mist in Nian Ziyue's eyes, "Two thousand dollars!"

"The team is not big." Yang Xuan said.

It is impossible for this team to travel all the way to Chang'an with a lot of copper coins.

Nian Ziyue nodded lightly, proudly like a princess.

Then someone carried a heavy box.

The box is opened, and the golden light shines everywhere!

"Gold!" Cao Ying's eyes lit up.

"This is the hidden gold in the palace. The old man found it in the coffin of the noble." The old thief licked his lips, thinking of the taste of the gold he subconsciously licked.

Very rich!
"Go farther!"

Nian Ziyue has encountered a good pot pitcher, but once the distance is widened, no good player will work.

Zhang Jing glanced at Yang Xuan with sympathy, thinking that Yang Shaofu, who was from the countryside, lost all the trousers he lost later, what kind of expression would he have?
Ding!
The distance is too far, Nian Ziyue's first shot is a little dangerous, and she almost misses.

Ding!
She glanced at Yang Xuan beside her and bit her red lips.

Come again!

Bah!
Deviated!

come again...

Yang Xuan is still in that very casual posture.

Ding!
Ding!
Cao Ying was dumbfounded, only to wake up now, "Hurry up and collect the money."

The old thief went up to negotiate with Zhang Jing, and immediately took the gold.

He touched the gold with tears in his eyes.

Cao Ying asked, "Why?"

The old thief choked, "This is the first time this old man has touched gold from a living person."

Cao Ying: "..."

Ding!
Yang Xuan said: "Let's stop here."

It's a little embarrassing that he won.

"No!"

Nian Ziyue is like a girl who refuses to admit defeat, throwing arrows again and again.

"Cough cough!" Cao Ying watched the old thief get a wooden box, and felt that this matter was about to rise to the diplomatic level, and quickly reminded Yang Xuan to stop.

Yang Xuan glanced at the gold ingots, estimated the value, and felt that it was almost time to build a house, so he lowered his hand and twitched his right arm.

"It's cramping."

"You're lying!" Nian Ziyue's eyes were filled with water.

This guy looks really spoiled!

Yang Xuan hurriedly shook his arm, "It really sucks."

Zhang Jing was on the sidelines and persuaded: "Princess, do we still have something to go out?"

Nian Ziyue took a deep breath, "Then clean up."

Nan Zhou is rich, and as the most favored princess, she sees that money there, but she is used to winning, and she suddenly loses so badly that she can't accept it for a while.

Nian Ziyue goes to the backyard to change clothes...

"Isn't this new clothes?" The old thief was puzzled.

Cao Ying said: "Noble people are different clothes when they are at home and when they go out."

"It's really extravagant." The old thief shook his head, "The nobles in the tomb can wear a set of clothes for hundreds of years."

Yang Xuan asked, "How much did you win?"

The old thief thought about it seriously, "It's probably the funeral of a servant."

What unit of measurement is this?
When everyone went out, Cao Ying looked at it, "Lang Jun, the house is here."

The carriage came out.

Yang Xuan instructed: "Old Zhao leads the way."

"Take orders."

Zhao Guolin carried the horse lance and led a few unscrupulous people who had just taken in to clear the way in front of the carriage.

In the carriage, Nian Ziyue was sitting on her knees, holding a book in her hand, but after reading it for a while, the throwing pot came to mind.

Hey!
"I, who are invincible, actually lost to a country boy!"

Nian Ziyue clenched her fists and said resolutely, "I will definitely practice hard, and I will find my way back next time!"

"Xiao Sheng asked to see the princess."

A voice came lingeringly.

Beside the car, Zhang Jing said, "Princess, she is the messenger of Northern Liao."

Bei Liao was originally the king of this continent, the unparalleled iron cavalry.Later, he was severely beaten by Emperor Wu, and the Three Kingdoms stood on top of each other from then on.However, in recent years, Bei Liao has gradually recovered its vitality, and some are eager to try, frequently creating conflicts in the border area.

Xiao Sheng has a slightly fat face, his face is full of oil, and his sturdy body stands there like a hill.

The old thief sneered, "Lang Jun, he ignored you."

Yang Xuan glanced at him, and the old thief immediately persuaded, "He ignored me!"

"Have a collective consciousness."

Yang Xuance stepped forward immediately.

"Protect the young mansion!" Zhao Guolin and Ma Chang pointed forward, surrounded by bad people.

Xiao Sheng's eyes turned, as if he had only discovered Yang Xuan at this moment.

"I want to see the princess."

"The princess doesn't want to see you."

Xiao Sheng smiled, "I have a way."

Yang Xuan felt that this guy was a second-skinned person.

"you try."

Xiao Sheng reached out and grabbed him.

Even if the national situation is not as good as it was in the past, the former hegemony mentality still exists in the hearts of everyone in Bei Liao.

Xiao Sheng looked at Yang Xuan with a cruel smile in his eyes.

The messenger wounded the Tang officials, and at most was driven out, he didn't care.

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand.

The curtains are lifted.

There was more curiosity in those eyes full of aura.

Both hands hold.

Work hard!

Ah!
Xiao Sheng let go abruptly and gave Yang Xuan a serious look.

He quickly backed away and cupped his hands: "I'll come again next time to see the princess."

He turned around and left, and the entourage beside him asked, "The means are useless?"

"I used it." Xiao Sheng's face was ashen.He stretched out his right hand, and there was a hard protrusion on the ring, which squeezed the other's phalanx when shaking hands, and no one could stand the pain.

But at this moment, there was a bloody eye on Xiao Sheng's palm.

Over there, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed down the steel needle that was upturned on the ring.

Looking back, Yang Xuan watched the curtain swing.

He knows.

Northern Liao is still coveting the Tang Dynasty.

Coveted Chang'an!

He glanced north.

It was as if I saw countless iron cavalry roaring.

After a while, the news reached the palace.

"Your Majesty, the envoy from Northern Liao intercepted Proton's carriage from the Southern Zhou Dynasty to ask for an interview, and was stopped by the accompanying Wannian County magistrate."

The emperor said casually: "The wolf's ambition."

"Who is the county lieutenant?"

Yang Songcheng loves so much.

"Yang Xuan."

Yang Songcheng took his steps back.

When the old man didn't say...

(End of this chapter)