After marrying a powerful minister, the female partner was pampered

Chapter 41 I have never eaten pork, but I have also seen pigs running away

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that Ms. Cui had no good intentions in inviting her to the banquet today.

She comes from the countryside, and everyone will think that she has never read a book and cannot write poetry at all.

But even so, Ms. Cui still arranged for the poem-writing session. It can be seen that Ms. Cui is deliberately targeting her today. She wants to make her look embarrassed, preferably to become the laughing stock of everyone in the capital?
But why?
We have never seen each other before, and there is no enmity.

It seems that this matter should be related to Lu Xingzhi.

The two are husband and wife. If she makes a fool of herself, Lu Xingzhi will definitely be laughed at. For example, the talented Minister Lu actually married a wife who has no ideas...

Thinking of this, she raised her lips and smiled, and replied without missing a beat: "Mrs. Li is so complimentary."

A gloom flashed across Cui's eyes, but she didn't say anything more. Instead, she said to everyone: "Let's continue eating and drinking."

The atmosphere at the banquet became lively again.

Even if Qiao Jingjing didn't want to stay anymore, she could only endure it.

But what she didn't expect was that when everyone got excited, they actually wanted to play hut.

Moreover, everyone's eyes were still glancing at her intentionally or unintentionally.

What's more, he was covering his mouth and laughing.

Seeing everyone's reaction, what else doesn't Qiao Jingjing understand?
Pot throwing is an elegant pastime, and generally only nobles are interested in playing it. However, she and Lu Shuangshuang came from the countryside. In their opinion, they had never seen it before, so how could they know how to throw pot?
So, they are waiting to see their jokes.

"It's okay. You two will follow me in a while and see how I cast. It's okay if you don't cast in. At most, you will be punished with drinking." At this time, Lin Fangfang lowered her voice and comforted.

Qiao Jingjing nodded, "Yeah."

Not everyone can hit all the throws in the pot. In Lin Fangfang's opinion, as long as she and Lu Shuangshuang don't have stage fright, panic, or miss the throw, they won't make people laugh.

Lin Fangfang thought for a while, and then explained the key points of pot throwing to the two of them.

Even though Qiao Jingjing has never eaten pork, she has also seen pigs running away.

In modern times, anyone who has watched palace costume dramas basically knows what throwing pot is all about.

Therefore, she was not panicked at all.

She has never played kettle, but she used to like to put a bottle on the floor when she was bored in modern times, and then sit on the sofa and throw coins into the bottle one by one.

After throwing a lot, she got the hang of it and was able to hit the mark every time.

Therefore, in her opinion, throwing a pot is very similar to throwing a coin. It mainly relies on eyesight and hand strength.

Soon, the servants of the Li Mansion prepared all the props for throwing pots.

Cui said: "The old rule is, among the eight arrows, whoever hits more arrows will win. On the contrary, whoever hits fewer arrows will lose. If you lose, you will be punished with drinking. Then, let's invite Qin Shizi Show us your skills first."

Hearing this, Prince Qin put down his wine glass, stood up lazily, took the arrow handed to him by the servants of the Li family, then stood at a certain distance and accurately threw the arrow into the pot.

"One, two, three, four..."

Those noble ladies, who already admired Prince Qin, saw that he was relaxed and relaxed, so they threw arrows into the pot. For a moment, their love for him became even more passionate.

"As expected of Prince Qin!"

Some people admired.

"Five branches, six branches, seven branches..."

Listening to the servants' counting, the noble ladies became even more excited. They all held their breath and looked at Qin Shizi.

They have been playing the game of throwing the pot since they were young, but they do not have the ability to throw all eight arrows into the pot.

If you can hit five or six shots, you are considered a leader.

Now that Prince Qin was about to hit all the shots, they were impressed and happy.

As expected of Prince Qin...

However, the eighth count did not sound for a long time. Instead, a few strangulation sounds were heard.

They looked up and saw the eighth arrow falling on the ground. They were all startled.

Qin Shizi failed to throw all the arrows into the pot?
For a moment, they felt a little disappointed.

"Not all of them hit..."

Hearing Lu Shuangshuang's vaguely disappointed voice beside her, Qiao Jingjing glanced sideways at her.

I saw that her expression was exactly the same as that of those noble ladies, vaguely like a modern fan girl.

She paused and said to the point: "But being able to hit seven shots is already very impressive."

If she were asked to throw it, she might not be sure of it. After all, throwing coins is still different from throwing arrows.

Thinking like this, she suddenly noticed a gaze.

She looked up and saw that it was Prince Qin.

She was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but saw the other party nodded towards her, and then returned to her seat.

It was also at this time that Qiao Jingjing saw that the position of the pot was actually not far from where she, Lin Fangfang and Lu Shuangshuang were sitting.

So he probably heard what she just said.

Next, other ladies and ladies came on stage one after another.

Most of them can hit three or four shots, and the best ones only hit five.

To Qiao Jingjing's surprise, Lin Fangfang looked quite fragile, but she didn't expect to hit five shots.

"Fangfang, you are awesome!" she praised.

Hearing this, Lin Fangfang smiled and said, "It's nothing to me. I've seen someone hit eight shots in one shot."

"Eight at once? That is to say, eight at the same time?" Qiao Jingjing asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Lin Fangfang responded.

Qiao Jingjing was very curious. Just when she was about to ask who that person was, she heard Lu Shuangshuang say from the side: "What's the point? Big brother can do it too."

Qiao Jingjing was startled. As soon as she turned to look at her, she saw that the girl had already stood up to throw the pot.

Seeing her holding the arrow with familiarity, she suddenly felt that she might have underestimated this sister-in-law.

Even Lin Fangfang said curiously: "My sister-in-law, have you ever learned hutou before?"

"I don't know." Qiao Jingjing shook her head.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lu Shuangshuang raise his hand lightly, and an arrow was accurately thrown into the pot.

The whole place fell silent, and everyone looked at her in surprise.

The servant who was counting was originally prepared for this round and there was no need to count. Unexpectedly, he hit the shot as soon as he came up and didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until Lu Shuangshuang made his second shot that he reacted and counted, "Two, two..."

Lu Shuangshuang made six shots in total.

Although she didn't hit all of them, six was the best result among all the guests who had voted so far, except for Prince Qin.

But despite this, the girl still had a look of unwillingness on her face when she came off the stage.

"Six is ​​already pretty good." Qiao Jingjing couldn't help but comfort her.

"I have hit eight before, and the worst was seven." Lu Shuangshuang said, obviously very dissatisfied with his results.

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

No wonder this girl was so disappointed when Prince Qin only hit seven shots.

"Mrs. Lu, it's your turn!" At this time, someone reminded.

(End of this chapter)