pungent peasant girl

Chapter 462 Old-fashioned Tricks

The young masters of the official family here made a fuss, and the ladies and palace people also looked over.

In the main hall, it suddenly became lively.

Wei Zhi stood up from his seat, "Hey, it's rare for everyone to be so interested, why don't we just play a few games. Fourth brother, you are so brave in the Yan Dynasty, this mere throwing a pot should not trouble you."

Luo Ziyan also stood up when he heard the sound, "I haven't played before, but since everyone is interested, I am willing to accompany you."

"Okay! Let's all play together then." After speaking, Wei Zhi looked at Wei Mingru.

Wei Mingru also saw what was going on here, and Wei Mingru nodded happily, "Okay, let's play throwing pots for fun! Come here, get ready!"

After the emperor's words fell, there were eunuchs not far away to prepare.

Wei Zhi called Wei Wu and Luo Ziyan to his side, Wei Yan was younger, so he didn't participate.

Although Meng Qianyan hadn't seen how the pitching pot was played, she had heard about it. She was very interested and pulled Wei Yan to watch together.

Wei Zhi seemed to feel that the three brothers were not enjoying themselves enough, so he brought in five more official young masters, including Sun Changxing.

Sun Changxing blushed from drinking, and his body swayed a little.

I don't know whether it was accidental or on purpose, but bumped into a young girl in the crowd.

When the girl saw her, there was some impatience in her eyes.

Sun Changxing leaned forward with a smile on his face, "Hey, Miss Liu, today is so beautiful, she is going to overwhelm everyone else."

"Hehe, Mr. Sun won the prize, and the pot throwing is about to start over there, why don't you hurry over there."

"Yeah." Sun Changxing nodded emphatically, "Miss Liu, you wait here and watch me, Sun Changxing, win the championship in one fell swoop."

After finishing speaking, Sun Changxing also came to Wei Zhi's side.

A total of eight people stood in a row.

At this moment, the eunuchs also came back, took eight bronze pots and placed them one by one not far in front of the eight people.

At the same time, some feather arrows were distributed to the eight people respectively.

Sun Changxing smiled and looked at the bronze pot in the distance, "Well, it's too close, let's move it further away."

"No matter how far away, no matter how far away."

"It's not enough, it's farther!"

Sun Changxing shouted at the top of his voice, and the bronze pot swung further and further away.

"Is this really okay?" Ms. Liu frowned just now, a slight worry appeared on her creamy face.

Sun Shangyu followed her, "Hehe, Fuyun, don't worry, our parents don't look ignorant, in fact, the skill of throwing pots is really strong."

"Oh."

Ms. Liu agreed lightly, but her eyes clearly fell on Wei Zhi.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready."

The eunuch came to Wei Mingru and said.

"Okay, then let's start throwing pots, but I don't know how to play it?"

Wei Zhi thought for a while, "Father, my son, let's see it this way. There are eight of us, each of us votes five times, and the one who gets the most money at the end is the winner."

"Okay, so what about the winners? What about the losers?"

"This——" Sun Changan interrupted, "Hahaha, I see, it goes without saying that if you win, if you lose, go dance with the dancer and show us big guys."

After Sun Changan's words fell, the crowd burst into laughter.

Since ancient times, men are superior to women.

And singers and dancers are even more inferior. Isn't it a direct humiliation for a man to dance with a dancer?

Hearing this, Luo Ziyan shook the feathered arrow in his hand, and couldn't help frowning.

After Meng Qianyan heard Sun Changan's words, his eyes were fixed on Luo Ziyan.

Sun Changan is the young master of the Sun family and the younger brother of Sun Shangyu.

I deliberately asked Ziyan to play some kind of pitching pot, I'm afraid it's their plan that fails and makes another plan.

Meng Qianyan felt uneasy, so he tugged at the corner of Luo Ziyan's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Are you all right? Your Highness."

Luo Ziyan curled his lips into a smile, and said softly, "Old tricks are tricks."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, just stay by my side."

"Fourth brother, we are about to start." Wei Zhi reminded.

Luo Ziyan asked, "Second brother, wait a minute, I don't know the rules yet."

"Oh? Why don't you know?"

"This bronze pot has both a spout and ears. When our feathered arrows are thrown, do we throw them at the spout or the ears?"

"Well, don't you know, fourth brother? It counts as one if it hits the mouth of the pot, and two if it hits the ear of the pot. If two arrows enter both ears of the pot at the same time, it counts as six. If three arrows enter the mouth of the pot and both ears at the same time, it counts as six ear, it counts as a grand slam ten chip."

After hearing this, Luo Ziyan nodded, "Understood."

"Then shall we begin?"

"let's start."

Manager Wang cheerfully came to the side, "Okay, the first round, let's start."

After the words fell, eight people threw the feather arrows in their hands at the same time.

After the crackling sound, the crowd burst into cheers.

"Sun Changan is amazing!"

Meng Qianyan looked around and saw that Sun Chang'an had thrown it into the ear of a pot, and he had already won twice.

And Wei Wu and Wei Zhi both counted into Hukou, and they got the upper hand.

Other official young masters are also good, or almost no entry.

Only the arrow thrown by Luo Ziyan fell to the ground in mid-air.

Meng Qianyan's ears could hear very clearly that there was definitely something wrong with Luo Ziyan's arrow just now, and the sound of landing was too soft, which also proved that there was something wrong with this arrow.

She subconsciously grabbed the feathered arrow, which was as light as a bamboo stick.

She frowned, "Your Highness."

Luo Ziyan shook his head at her, "Qianyan, don't be afraid."

"The second round, start."

Clap clap clap!

There was another sound of throwing, Sun Changan was still two, others were one, and some had no entrance.

Similarly, Luo Ziyan's arrow landed in the air again.

At this time, the people watching around had already let out exclamations.

"Ah, you see, the Fourth Highness didn't get any of it."

"Yeah, just now, it actually fell on the ground."

"This strength is even weaker than that of a woman."

"Giggle."

Laughing voices, one after another.

Wei Mingru also heard it, and he looked at Luo Ziyan, his eyes couldn't hide his displeasure.

Hmph, it really is Hua Lanyi's son and Wei Xian's younger brother.

He thought that he was famous in the Yan Dynasty, so he really had something.

Who knew, it turned out to be such an idiot.

Maybe there is no need to find this useless son back!
Seeing the emperor's expression, Sun Chang'an became even more proud, and said loudly, "Fourth Highness, what are you doing? Are children playing house? You have to be serious."

Luo Ziyan nodded, "Okay, next round, I'll be more serious."

"The third round, start!"

Manager Wang's voice sounded again.

Eight people raised their arrows one after another.

Luo Ziyan suddenly looked at Meng Qianyan's waist, took off the string of bells, and dropped the bells on the ends of the feather arrows.

Then, the remaining three arrows were thrown out at the same time.

Three feathered arrows pierced through the air, forming a beautiful arc in the air.

(End of this chapter)