Crown Sword

There was another shocking clap in the hall, and the judges who were still immersed in the past immediately raised their heads, and the shopkeeper came out with fists in his hands, said a few words of relief, and a few funny words to amuse him, and finally hung the winner's writing paper on the load-bearing Listed on the column, it not only shows fairness, but also facilitates announcement.

The people below couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly asked: "Then what's the second game like?"

"Slow down!" The shopkeeper's fat chin twitched, and with a festive smile, he raised his hand to comfort him, "...This is the second game, the competition is exactly the throwing pot!"

"Pot throwing?"

Dozens of hundreds of eyes stared at the fat hand, and saw it shoot three times in a row, the red satin behind it fell down, revealing a row of neatly placed clay pots with thin mouths.

Then there was a rustling sound, and a thin rope flew out from the second floor across the tower, and when the rope vibrated, various flowers and flowers strung on it fell.

The shopkeeper personally took out a feathered arrow, stood at the designated position, aimed and threw it, the arrow passed through the red flower, and one piece fell into the pot: "If the arrow hits the flower but not the flower, don't count. If the arrow hits the flower, it also hits the flower. The difficulty is divided, and if the flowers are damaged, then I am sorry, and the number of chips will be halved."

As soon as he finished speaking, the discussion in the hall started, like boiling water, never thought that throwing pots could be played like this.The warriors who had lost their temper just now all sighed sadly, complaining that this good thing was left behind, while the few scribes who had passed the flower game felt sorry for them. For them, how could they compare with the masters of the rivers and lakes !

The person who came up with this trick naturally also took all possible possibilities into consideration, so before the shopkeeper made it clear, he added another sentence: "The big master said, this round, each depends on his own ability, and no martial skills and internal strength are allowed."

Talking about this point, they can only resign themselves to their fate. A few scribes were a little bit self-defeating, so they rolled up their sleeves and went to the stage first, and tried it next time.

The silk thread that tied the flowers was not as hard as imagined, and the aim and feel were a bit better. With the remaining force of the flying arrow, the flowers could also be knocked down, but whether it fell into the pot or not, it required a little more skill. Think more.Seeing that more than half of the people have passed, the good ones can get three flowers, and they are complacent with five chips, and almost got naked, a little bit ashamed.

After the sixth person left the field, the backcourt did not continue. The shopkeeper came forward to watch and asked in person, "Who else is there?"

"I come!"

A man stood up, tied up his sleeves with a rope twisted from mulberry hemp, and walked forward. Gong Yangyue and others looked up and saw his dignified appearance. Wasn't it just Liu Yu, another man from Qingxi Bridge last night? .

Tuobagui couldn't help but sit up straight, looking forward with great interest: "It's him!" Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising that people who owe debts will try their best to repay them. After the way of gambling for quick money is cut off, It is also watching that Zhuquelou's master left this lottery to give people a chance to try their luck.

Ding Er was stuffed in the crowd, dancing and dancing: "Brother Liu, hit him a slam!"

Liu Yu raised his chin at him, turned around to fetch the long arrow, glanced across the hall, caught a glimpse of Tuobagui who was sitting upright, couldn't help being stunned, weighed the arrow shaft with his hand for a long time, then laughed and turned his back Go, wave at the flower curtain.

At this moment, a domineering male voice flew in front of the door——

"Master, I haven't started yet, which one who doesn't have eyes will come out first?"

Hearing the sound, the whole audience turned their heads to look, only to see the people watching the opera in front of the door spread out to both sides, and a group of three people appeared, with two young masters in the front guarding them with knives.It was the one on the left who spoke, dressed in silk, with a leather whip wrapped around his waist, with one hand on his hip when he spoke, his eyes squinted, his head raised in contempt, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his face was full of displeasure.

"Get out of the way," he started to chase people away, while yelling at the guard, "Tie Hanzi, can you make a way?"

His guard didn't know whether he was really naive or kind-hearted, he didn't want to squeeze other people, not only didn't drive them away violently, but instead hid and jumped around in that cramped place, walking extremely unsmoothly, he was so angry that he punched himself.

Fortunately, that bossy boy's companion was a conscientious person, so he held down his wrist, and Su Rong waved his head to stop him: "Ah Hong, no."

Wang Hong snorted coldly, closed his fists, and muttered: "I still think it's dirty where other people have stepped their feet!" The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I didn't show enough limelight. The servants who followed greeted them in, cleared the field left and right, and left enough space.

The more he dared to get angry when he saw people, he dared not speak up, the more proud and arrogant he was, and he even brushed off his robe on purpose, as if afraid of getting stinky sweat and armpit gas, which alone showed that he was as clean as a lotus and unstained from dust.

Such an attitude, even if you want to pretend to be calm for a while, you still feel offended and contemptuous, and you are dissatisfied from the bottom of your heart, so whispers gradually arise, and most of the conversations are about the identity of the visitor——

"You don't even know this, the son of the Wang family in Taiyuan, his father Wang Guobao is the official secretary in the imperial court, and he is very powerful for a while!"

"Not only that, his mother is Chen Liuxie, the daughter of Taifu Xie An, and his aunt is even worse, she is the concubine who is being married by King Mingmei of Kuaiji. Who doesn't know that after the death of the old emperor, King Kuaiji is regent and has great power. Don't mess with it, don't mess with it!"

The so-called people don't fight with the officials. The shopkeeper also felt that it was difficult to put this prominent status, so he came over to entertain him in person, and carefully accompanied his smiling face: "Your Majesty is here, I have lost my way, forgive me, forgive me today. Now that you come here, why don't you just say a word, and you can leave a good private room just now."

"What's the matter, you can't come without knowing the meeting?" Wang Hongmi glanced sideways.

The shopkeeper handed over again: "Of course not." After speaking, he found a clever errand boy and asked him to go upstairs to tidy up a comfortable room.Unexpectedly, Wang Hong listened to it, but didn't want it, and now he wants to take root in the lobby. To put it bluntly, he came here for that trick. When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, who else in Jiankang City can compare to him.

"This……"

The shopkeeper looked around, his face pale.Not to mention the clutter of the lobby, but at the moment there is no empty seat, there is not even a place to set foot, so how can there be room for him to sit?Seeing his embarrassment, Liu Yu was sympathetic, so he waved his sleeves to give up his position. Anyway, if he missed the pot, it would be meaningless to stay here any longer.

Wang Hongshi ran over, kicked the bamboo mat on the ground in disgust, and sent a brocade mat. He didn't appreciate it, but another young man who was with him bowed to Liu Yu, thank you He is generous.

Ding Er was pleasing to the eye, and hurriedly asked the people beside him, "Who is this?"

"Secretary Cheng, Wang Mi."

Hearing that the surname was Wang, Ding Er couldn't help hissing: "...you are also from the Wang family."

But he never thought that the eldest brother beside him shook his head again and again, and hurriedly explained: "This Wang family is not that Wang family, this is the son of the Langya Wang family. His grandfather Wang Dao and uncle Wang Dun are the kings and horses. ' the king!"

The man spoke excitedly, spit flying everywhere, and an old head nearby, who is used to wind and rain, hurriedly said: "There are a lot of people, there are too many people, if you speak louder, you will move soon! No, no, move!" Not only that, but the barbarians are not allowed! That Wang Dun, who wanted to abolish the emperor and establish a new one, led the rebellion and invaded Jiankang, was a traitor!"

Ding Er lived in the north all year round, and if it wasn't for severe drought, he would not risk his life to cross the Huai River and return to Jin. Hearing that there are so many unspeakable secrets under the feet of the emperor, he quickly shut his mouth tightly.

Wang Mi has passed the age of [-], and his behavior is obviously more stable. Although Xie An looked down on his son-in-law Wang Guobao, he still did not ignore this grandson, so relying on the relationship at the center, he got acquainted. Several juniors taught him, so although Wang Hong is arrogant, he is not yet a shameless person.

"Ah Hong, sit down."

Wang Hong really sat down obediently, but as soon as his buttocks touched the mat, he immediately jumped up and rushed forward with his sleeves rolled up: "...wait a minute, I haven't thrown the pot yet."

But Liu Yu stood up straight and refused to give in. He was already alone, and he was not afraid of power: "I just divided the flowers, and I don't seem to have seen Your Excellency. I don't know which one is the king's calligraphy?" He raised his hand and pointed at the pillar, and all the guests looked up accordingly. For a while, they all sat up straight and looked forward to the good show.

Who would have thought that Wang Hong actually had a wall ladder.

He raised his thick eyebrows, stepped forward, took off the fourth thin note, held up a corner to show it to everyone, and finally pointed to the inscription on the back of the note——

"Open your eyes and see clearly, who is it if it's not Wang Hong?"

In the dead silence in the hall, Liu Yu couldn't help frowning, and creaked the long arrow in his hand.Shuang Li was not the first person to come to this realization, but he quickly said, "Ghost writing? Cheating!"

As soon as the sound was made, the people around suddenly realized the order, and they also talked about it, they were both angry and terrified, and also frightened.

Wang Hong stood in the front, his ears were good, and the rough people didn't control the volume of their voices, and the words were rushing into the cochlea. He didn't feel ashamed, but was proud of the itchy and helpless reaction in front of him, so he squeezed The piece of fragrant sandalwood paper kept walking between the seats: "Look, let me take a good look at it, I have nothing to say!"

There was silence in the seat, and Wang Hong couldn't help laughing. When he laughed, he happened to stop in front of Gongyangyue. The latter saw him with his stomach on his hips, put down the small cup in his hand, and said casually: "Oh, the body of a few months, boy girl?"

"Who, can you speak!"

Wang Hong was startled, and glared angrily, Gong Yangyue looked back, his eyes were full of evil spirit, which made the young man shrink his neck.Seeing him deflated, the whole room immediately burst into laughter, several people around him recognized Gong Yangyue's identity, but the people in the Jianghu who suffered from his kung fu also felt comfortable, thinking that wicked people need to be tortured by wicked people.

"Brother Zhiyuan."

Cui Tanfeng stood up, opened the curtain, and greeted Wang Mi who was following him. Wang Mi was his old friend. Over the years, people in Dongting said that Cui Lang traveled all over the world, so he never expected to meet in Jiankang. Can't help showing joy.

Wang Hong was by the side, listening to the two of them coming and going to exchange greetings, although he was a little angry, but considering Wang Mi's face, he only muttered in a low voice, and did not attack again. Guang sneaked a look in the direction of Gong Yangyue, and somehow ran into the two hands clasped under the food table, his face became hot, and he avoided it, looking for his bodyguard's bad luck.

The young masters who come out from everyone are neither humble nor overbearing to the top and the bottom, and they even do their bows to a standard, not like the ranger of the rivers and lakes. He was so patient, he didn't bother to declare his family name at all, but Tuobagui just nodded his head as it was inconvenient to declare his family name.

In this group, everyone is an old man, Cui Tanfeng also felt troubled, and feared that he might not be able to make it to the stage, but fortunately there was Chao Chen, who was proficient in prose, prose and classical music, and could do it well.

But today, for some reason, even Chao Chen is full of weirdness, just like Gong Yangyue, only nodding in response, not opening his mouth.

He didn't remember that the rash hurt his throat. Could it be because of Wang Hong's arrogance that he felt angry?Cui Tanfeng had no choice but to use this as an excuse, and then Chao Chen came back and punished himself with a glass of thin wine. Wang Mi was magnanimous and didn't care about it, just staring at Chao Chen's Mu Li twice more.

Wang Hong went to grab Liu Yu's feather arrow, but he couldn't get it, so he had to take another one from his quiver.This ups and downs hurt his hand, the more he wanted to show his hand, the more likely he was not to hit it, not to mention shooting flowers, even if he shot it, he couldn't hit it. He was so angry that he folded the arrow on his knees and slammed it on the ground: "What is broken?" rule!"

Xu Shi couldn't help but see Liu Yu looking for arrows in his bag, he stretched out his leg and kicked all the arrows at the feet of his personal guard Tie Yi.

Liu Yu sneered at his behavior of flipping the card table when he was unlucky, and couldn't help laughing.When Wang Hong saw that the little pariah dared to mock him, he immediately put his hands on his hips and angrily pointed at Tie Yi who was picking up arrows on the ground: "What are you picking up? Be careful, sir. Swallow."

Tie Yi was simple and honest, he loosened his fingers and dropped the quiver, but he still held a feathered arrow in his right hand and didn't know where to put it. He felt anxious and threw it out as soon as he trembled.

The arrow hit the heart of the peony flower, and it fell into the pot with a "donglong".

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