Chapter 53: The Comer Is Not Good

Lin Anhou looked at Xie Yu, who had been silent, obviously only a seventeen or eighteen boy, but his face was so deep that people couldn't see through, the little brothers of this age in Beppu were playing with throwing pots, and he was discussing the affairs of the court with them, he, as if he was born to be awe-inspiring, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Gongzi Xie is the same age as those little brothers, and it is inevitably boring to stay with us old horsemen, so it is better to be lively and lively in the past." ”

"Let's join in the fun, watching their kid play with the pitcher, my hands are itchy." Master Gu replied loudly.

After that, several old men went to the outer courtyard with Xie Yu.

"Daddy." Shen Huo handed the arrow to Shen Pingcheng in a stupid past, anyway, the last copper kettle couldn't pass no matter how much he tried.

Shen Pingcheng Yan swore a handsome face, glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "Shame." ”

Shen Huo didn't dare to speak anymore.

Gu Xingzhi saw that several masters were going to throw pots, so he sent someone to put away all the wooden arrows that had been thrown into the pot before and put them aside.

As the owner, Master Gu took an arrow first, and said with a smile: "I'm old and dizzy now, don't laugh at me if I can't vote for a few adults." ”

Several of the other adults laughed.

The sound of "chirping" is the sound of an arrow entering the spout of the pot.

Lin Anhou also got started.

Lin An waited for it, and directly handed the arrow to Xie Yu's hand.

Xie Yu was dressed in a black brocade dress with dark trim, his chin was slightly raised, and a touch of afterglow lined his side face very softly.

As if the noisy qiē was quiet, the joints were distinct, the white fingers clasped the wooden arrow, and with a slight turn of the wrist, the wooden arrow was as light as the wind, throwing a parabola, and accurately entered the mouth of the pot.

This is the first shot, and it is sparse and ordinary to throw it in.

But it still attracted the ideas of a few little brothers and girls.

He has a slender figure, taller than several little brothers in the house, and his facial features are deep, like a ghostly knife, standing in the middle, like a scenery that can't be taken off his eyes.

Ji Siqi looked stunned, and said inadvertently: "Who is that?" "The sound is ethereal.

Gu Yuetong also saw it for the first time, and slowly shook her head, saying that she didn't know.

Shen Rong looked at him and remembered the first time they met, the second son of Prince Ying's mansion, went to Shanzheng Temple at night, what was it for?

Now it is another round of pitching, Shen Rong is wearing a pair of single rhombic embroidered shoes today, with thin soles, after standing for a long time, the cool air enters the body through a thin layer of soles, Shen Rong is a little uncomfortable, and he is holding on for a few points.

The old men began to throw pots, and a few little brothers had no place to stand, so they had to stand in one place and watch.

Shen Heng, who had been silent for a long time, stared at Xie Yu for a while, and sighed in a low voice: "How can being a person be so different. ”

"It depends on who it is." Shen Wu grabbed him, and then asked Shen Huo: "Brother Huo, you really can't vote for the last pot, or do you want to save face for our brothers." ”

When Gu Xingzhi heard this, he also stared at Shen Huo.

"If I can throw myself in, I will never give you face." Shen Huo shrugged, "I can't play with pitchers." ”

"Hey, that's burying our brothers." Gu Xingzhi joked, his clear eyes were as bright as stars.

Shen Huo looked serious: "I really don't, when it comes to this pitcher, I can't compare to my sister." ”

He remembered that when he was in White Horse City, he and Ah Rong lost slightly to her every time they competed, and Ah Rong said that he was not quiet, so he couldn't get in.

"Your sister?" Ji Siyuan also spoke.

Losing to a man, he can bear it, but he is not as good as a woman, how can he still have face, Ji Siyuan's brows are raised.

Shen Huo nodded.

"I can't imagine that the third sister can throw pots, it's really strange, women who can hold pens are common, but there are no women who can hold arrows." Shen Wu raised his eyebrows at Gu Xingzhi.

Shen Xiang snorted, remembering the previous events deeply.

Gu Xingzhi suddenly said: "I don't believe it, my daughter's family is all embroidered with needles, I'm afraid I can't even grasp the arrow." ”

"If you don't believe it, I'll try to compete, I'll tell you a lie!" Shen Huo's face sank.

Gu Xingzhi looked at the field, it was already the last shot, his father had not passed, Lin'an Hou was in danger, Xie Yu had also passed, Shen Pingcheng had been in the army for seventeen years, and it was not surprising that he had passed.

The other adults had already lost in the first few throws.

Master Gu felt that it was not enough fun, so he called a little maid: "Go and get the jade pure celadon bottle in my study!" ”

After the little maid took the jade porcelain bottle, everyone was dumbfounded.

Shen Ying looked at the spout of the pot in disbelief: "How is it possible, second sister, third sister, look at it, how can the spout of the pot be thrown in." ”

Shen Lan was also curious: "It's the first time I've seen it." Shen Rong smiled undeniably, in fact, the most important thing is to calm the heart, when you calm down, you can only accommodate the mouth of the pot in your eyes, and the mouth of the pot seems to be infinitely magnified, so it is very easy to throw.

I saw that Master Gu ordered the little maid to put the Yujing celadon bottle at the copper kettle, and Shen Pingcheng, Lin An, Xie Yu and the three of them said: "Just the three of you have passed the last vote, why don't you try this, and let us open our eyes." ”

The mouth of the jade pure celadon bottle is half of the spout of the last pitcher.

After Lin'an, he waved his hand with an old face: "No, no, I can't, the last vote is that the blind cat meets the dead mouse, and then vote for this, my eyes have to be wasted, just look at Lord Shen and Gongzi Xie." ”

Xie Yu smiled deeply, and his voice had an inexplicable magnetic force, which attracted people's hearing: "I'm going to be nervous in this way, Lord Shen first." ”

"I'll try my best." Shen Pingcheng picked up a wooden arrow, carefully found a position, stood still, let it go, the wooden arrow shook in the bottle, and finally stabilized.

Master Gu laughed and praised: "Good, good!" Lord Shen is really good at archery! ”

Xie Yu's dark eyes were as dark as ink with a heavy smile, his face was handsome, he pinched the wooden arrow, and said lightly: "Lord Shen entered as soon as he voted, and the juniors were really a little nervous." ”

When the words fell, his eyes fell keenly on the jade pure celadon bottle, and when he threw it, half of his bright wrist was exposed to the air, as if he could clearly see the green tendons protruding from the wrist, only to hear "Bang!" At the moment when the arrow entered the spout, the bottle shattered, and the fragments fell all over the ground.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

"Master Gu, blame me for not being able to do it properly, your celadon bottle is broken." Xie Yu suddenly looked back, showing a little surprise and apology, and spoke lightly.

When Master Gu and Shen Pingcheng heard this, both of them had a chill down their spines.

Didn't you offend Prince Ying's Mansion when did you offend it?

Shen Rong was stunned, it was obvious that this Second Prince Xie deliberately broke the celadon bottle, was it really a bad person?

She was really chilling.

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