Spring and Autumn I Am King

The person who throws the pot, the host and the guest Yanyin talk about the gift of talent. ⊙,

In the world of Spring and Autumn, although it is not a formal etiquette, it is still an elegant activity. Especially when entertaining guests, the guest of honor sits opposite each other, throws the jug with arrows, and accompanies Songs of Songs as a game to add to the fun at the banquet.

In the process of spreading, the difficulty of the game has increased, not only many new names have been created, but some people have ingeniously set up screens outside the pot to throw blind shots, or sit back and throw. Initially, the pot was filled with red beans, so that the arrow shaft would not jump out, but gradually the red beans were not put in the pot, so that the arrow shaft could jump out, and the shooter would catch and re-throw continuously. "Xiao", but this gameplay is extremely difficult.

It is rumored that people who are good at throwing pots can throw a hundred times in a row!

Zhao Wuxi thought that this was the drunken bragging of the guests, but until today, he did not know that such people exist.

As the arrows kept bouncing back and forth in the jug and hands, the onlookers slowly changed from silent recitation to loud counting, one hundred, one hundred and one, one hundred and two... when they counted to one hundred and eleven At that time, the shaft of the arrow was firmly grasped in Zhiyao's hand again, but he stopped throwing.

"I'm afraid I'll miss another shot, and that's it for today." Zhiyao threw the arrow aside with ease. His words seemed humble, but everyone in the field felt his pride. The pride in the body is too disdainful to show the pride.

He is multi-talented, no matter what field, he can look down on the younger generation of Jin. No, he can even lead the game of throwing pots in the banquet.

The four people who were throwing the pot were now the focus in the hall. Among them, Wei Ju and Han Hu were three feet away from Zhao Wuxi, and the three of them were vaguely clear from the opposite Zhiyao.

Wei Ju touched the lacquered arrow shaft in his hand and remained silent, his face ashamed, he only missed a dozen arrows.

Han Hu also looked helpless. This kind of catch-and-shoot game called "Xiao" requires a lot of patience and a high degree of concentration. His mind is more delicate than Wei Ju, so it is excellent to be able to connect more than 30 arrows. Comparable to Zhiyao. But out of reach.

Afterwards, everyone's eyes turned to Zhao Wuxi, and the three of Zhao Weihan and Zhiyao were silent for a while after they took their seats. Zhiyao suggested to play the game of throwing pots. However, the atmosphere did not ease in the slightest. Instead, it became more and more tense. Now, both Wei Ju and Han Hu have collapsed, leaving Zhao Wuxi not to play.

But he saw Zhao Wuxi pulling up his wide sleeves. Picking up an arrow with the arrow removed, he glanced at the flask, but thoughtfully, he did not throw it.

"Zhao Zi is afraid that he will not vote as well as me, so he will be punished for drinking?" Zhiyao smiled, ignoring the sullenness of Wei and Han, and just wanted to see Zhao Wuxi lose.

Zhao Wuxi simply retracted the arrow and said with a smile: "I was delayed in the army and horses in the Eastern Kingdom. I really don't have time to practice this little art of throwing pots, so naturally I can't compare with Zhizi."

Zhiyao's face darkened. After a short while, he lost a little.

"Zhao Zi thinks throwing the pot is a little art?"

Zhao Wuxi said confidently: "Yes, the pot thrower is just a game used by the ancients to replace archery. You can't rejuvenate the country on the top, and you can't kill the enemy on the bottom.

Zhiyao's sharp eyes fell on Zhao Wuxi's face from a distance of ten feet, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Then in Zhao Zi's eyes, what is great art?"

Wuxi said: "With the vast land of Zhao, Zhi, Wei, and Han, with tens of thousands of nobles holding halberds, and the wisdom of the family, what they are engaged in is not just this kind of small game. "

He got up and made a gesture of bending a bow to shoot a bird: "I use Zhao's military soldiers as arrows, and the entire Eastern Kingdom as a pot. The big ones are Qi, Wu, and the middle ones are Lu, Song, Cao, and Wei. The small ones include Ju, Zhu, Xiaozhu, Teng, Xue, Tan, and Pi from Sishang. Together, there are more than ten arrows, and I dare not say that every arrow will hit, this is the game that a man should play!"

When the two were talking, the entire west side of the hall was quiet. Even the onlookers were too nervous to speak. As the conversation went on, people's faces became more and more splendid and weird. Zhiyao's pride and domineering were famous among the younger generation, but after Zhao Wuxi returned, he had the first confrontation with him. Although he was crushed on the pitching pot, his aura did not fall, but his words were extremely tough.

In this comparison, Zhao Zhi's level and pattern are compared, and the light of the moon is really not comparable to the corona.

What they didn't know was that Zhao Wuxi did it deliberately. After realizing the hostility between Wei Ju and Han Hu and Zhiyao, he was grateful to Zhiyao. For a small group to survive, it must have A common enemy... In addition to Fan and Bank of China, it would be even better if we could add the goods in front of us.

Although he and Zhiyao are not completely opposites, it is okay for Xiaowei and Xiaohan to stand out for them when they are bullied. Today's Zhao Wuxi is not a history when Zhiyao grabbed the front of his clothes and forced him to drink alcohol. The Zhao Xiangzi!

Sure enough, seeing Zhao Wuqi making Zhiyao slumped, made those people in the hall who had been humiliated by him feel happy. Wei Ju clasped his hands again and again, agreeing with Zhao Wuxi's statement, Han Hu also raised his eyes to look at Zhiyao, wanting to see what his expression was like, the humiliation that his cronies Duan Gui received at the banquet, and the teasing he received. , he still held a grudge.

Zhiyao's expression was still calm, but everyone could see the burning emotion in his indifferent eyes.

However, I don't know if it was deliberately patient, or it has grown up a little in recent years, the negative emotions on Zhiyao's face gradually disappeared, and finally calmed down, which made Zhao Wuxi very surprised.

I just heard him say coldly: "If you want to count this kind of husband's game, I only hit Qiu Youyiyao now, and it is indeed not as good as Zhao Zi..."

"But given time, it may not be as good!"

Zhiyao was arrogant again, and Zhao Wuxi also accepted it as soon as it was good. Now that he has turned against Zhishi, he has no interest in Zhao. How about you and I drink this wine together?"

Zhiyao looked at the sake in the cup, remembered what his grandfather said when he invited Ying to come, swallowed his dissatisfaction, and said, "Looking at Jin, I only admire Zhao Zi, please!"

Interesting, Zhao Wuxi thought, in history, the person Zhiyao looked down on the most and bullied the most was Zhao Xiangzi, but now, is it a hero cherishing a hero? Knowing Boyao's praise is not worth living again...

Seeing the three of Zhao, Wei, and Han raised their wine cups and drank with Zhiyao, the tense atmosphere eased a little. Some were relieved, while others were disappointed and dispersed.

After wiping the wine off the corner of his mouth, Zhao Wuxi asked in a serious tone, "I was disappointed when I heard that Zhizi wouldn't come, but now that I meet here, I am really pleasantly surprised."

"I came with my uncle this time, not only for Zhao Zi's participation in Zhao Zi's marriage, but also for other missions."

"Oh? Can you smell it?"

Zhiyao stared at Wei Ju and Han Hu on the left and right, silent.

Zhao Wuxi said to the left and right: "Zhao Wei and Han are like a family, Zi Teng and Zi Yin are like brothers to me, Zhizi has something to say, but it doesn't matter."

A trace of contempt flashed on Zhiyao's face, more than the vigilance in his eyes, and he finally said, "We have brought congratulations from Zhi's family, and friendship!"

...

After the banquet was over, Zhao Wuxi, as the protagonist of tomorrow, naturally had to stand outside the hall to watch the guests go away. They would live in the hall arranged by the Zhao family and come back for the wedding ceremony tomorrow evening.

After sending Wei Ju and Han Hu away, they arranged to sleep together the next day. After talking all night, Zhao Wuxi looked at the backs of Zhiyao and his uncle Zhiguo, and thoughtfully.

A hunched figure walked out from the corner of the hall and stood beside Zhao Wuxi. He was leaning on a dove cane, his goatee was longer than three years ago, and his appearance had aged a bit. He was Zhao Yang's confidant. The minister Fu Sou.

"Sir." Zhao Wuxi was very courteous to this old official of the Zhao family who was good at analyzing the relationship between the Qing and the clan. He also set aside thousands of acres of fertile land as food fields for the old man in Lu. Made a friendship.

Fu Sou greeted him with a smile and asked, "The gentleman has also met Zhiyao, how do you feel about him?"

"Zhiyao is handsome, intelligent, and versatile. In everything he does, he outshines his peers. It can be said that he is a genius who combines the spiritual energy of Zhi's century. It is a pity that his talents are not restrained, but are used to bully others. Therefore, the relationship with the sons of Jin Qing is extremely poor, and no one wants to be friends with him. I dare to assert that if the Zhi clan takes him as his heir in the future, he will surely destroy the family and destroy the family!"

After hearing what Zhao Wuxi said, Fu Sou was slightly surprised: "Although the gentleman has only seen Zhiyao for the first time, he seems to have seen through him!"

No compassion, that's natural, that's how Zhiyao in history ended like this...

But he immediately said worriedly: "But this person should not be underestimated, not to mention his sneak attack on Qiu Yu, it would be very difficult for me to do better. Just say that he endured a few times tonight to suppress his arrogance, It's very different from how he bullied Wei and Han Erzi in the past, and I don't know why."

"It must be because of Zhi Bosong's instructions that this son can be so forbearing!" Fu Sou asserted.

Wu Xie said: "Although I have met Zhibo twice at Dasheyi and Guanli, but I don't have a deep impression of him, sir, can you tell me about this person?"

"Zhi Bo pursues the way of being as good as water. Don't look at his low-key dormancy in the courtroom and the diplomatic field, but in fact he is the most terrifying enemy of the Zhao family..."

"After he took power, he didn't have any eye-catching measures~www.readwn.com~ Really so powerful?"

Fu Sou shook his head, "Even a gentleman can't notice it, doesn't that mean he's powerful and scary?"

PS: Chapter 2 is at night

Yanzi said: "I have heard that a person who is a ground warrior cannot become a king, and a person who is an official cannot become a government; if Gao Liao and Ying have been brothers for a long time, they have not done the fault of the baby, made up the **** of the baby, or made a special official. Why is enough to make up for the king. - "Said Garden"

This kind of thing about brothers is indeed a pre-Qin thing. According to Yuan, in addition to what King Zhuang of Chu said, Gao Liao and Yan Ying have become brothers. Many things are not mentioned in the previous article, which does not mean that the author is a liar. Yes, you have to believe in July, this book can actually be read as a history of social life in the Spring and Autumn Period (to be continued.)

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