When I got back from the racecourse, it was still early. Fan Ming invited many children from the clan to go to Dongrui Hall to have fun.

There is a lively scene in Dongrui Hall, with more than ten young men and women in brocade clothes getting together, talking and laughing. The room was warm, the table was full of fruit snacks, and the servants brought pitchers and arrow feathers of various tail wings.

The pitcher is a large black porcelain painted bottle, which has a slightly peculiar shape, not only one mouth, but a main bottle mouth, and below this mouth, four small bottle mouths surround it. If there is only one bottle mouth, it is simpler, but this pitcher bottle is obviously more difficult, and even the direction of the bottle mouth is not upright, and it is deliberately made in all directions. It is said that this kind of bottle is a new way of playing in the royal family of Da Zhou.

Separated by a virtual screen of flowers and birds, there are girls on one side and teenagers on the other. The girls' side is centered on Mingyun. Mingyun has a cheerful personality and never bullies and excludes her sisters, and the little girls of the Fan Di clan like to surround her.

The young man's side is naturally Fan Ming's world, and he took Ziji and a few people to know the teenagers of the same clan. After learning that Ziji was born in Handan Zhao, the children of the Fan clan couldn't help but take a few more looks. Although the Fan family is not on good terms with the Zhao family, the Handan branch is a little different. The Handan clan is related to the Zhongxing clan, and even has a close relationship with the Fan clan, but no matter what, Handan at this time is still subordinate to the Zhao clan after all. Therefore, appearing in Fan Di as Handan Ji, the feeling is inevitably subtle. But everyone is a young person, and having fun is the most important thing, and there is no need to think about those intriguing family affairs for the time being.

Ziji is handsome, neat, good at their own games, whether it is riding archery, throwing pots or Liubo are very good, and soon mingle with a group of teenagers. Young people at this age pay more attention to people's own abilities, and they see Ziji's good level of play, so they naturally begin to get closer. By the time the lights first came on, a group of people had already gotten acquainted with each other.

At this time, the teenagers got together to play chess, and this chess game was a lively game, and it was very lively in Dongrui Hall for a while. The girl plays with the ball on the other side of the screen. Mingyun was not interested in games such as indoor ball throwing, so he sat next to the desk and ate snacks. Beside her sat a slender girl, quiet, with her head slightly hanging and not saying a word.

This girl Mingyun looked familiar, but couldn't remember the name for a while. The Fan family is prosperous, and there are more than a dozen girls in the lineage, not to mention the concubines, not to mention remembering the name, she can look at the familiarity It already shows that this is a somewhat decent girl.

"Why don't you play?" Mingyun asked, propping his head and biting a piece of sweet cake.

The girl said in a low voice: "I don't know how to play, I'm afraid of ruining everyone's interest." ”

"Throw a ball, what else can you play, just throw it blindly." Mingyun said.

The girl lowered her head and glanced towards the frolic.

Mingyun followed her gaze, and her gaze fell on the girl in the center of the sisters. The girl was the eldest daughter of Fan Jiji, one year younger than Mingyun, with a sweet appearance, and her style and demeanor were very similar to her mother Zuo. Mingyun looked at the girl's timid expression when she looked at her slender man, and she also understood it in her heart.

"If you don't want to go over and play, sit here and talk to me for a while." Mingyun said.

The girl nodded, looking well-behaved.

My aunt is the daughter of her third uncle, and she played well with Mingyun when she was a child. She only came to the royal capital once or twice a year, but every time she came, she would feel that her aunt was changing, and many inadvertent small details would make Mingyun frown, just like now. At this moment, a certain sister accidentally stepped on her, indoors, everyone did not wear shoes, and the snow-white thick cloth socks would not be dirty, but she still stepped back angrily, and pushed her hard. However, the sister who was pushed by her seemed to be accustomed to it, and she didn't resist, she just lowered her head and let her be bullied, looking like she was beating and scolding.

Mingyun looked at it coldly for a while, only to feel that her slender hands were getting more and more excessive, she couldn't see it for a while, and wanted to say something to stop it. The girl sitting next to her hurriedly grabbed her arm and whispered, "Sister Ayun, don't go, don't go." If it's good for her, don't help her, that is the three-room slender sister Qinglu, she is already having a hard time, you help her talk at this time, wait for them to go back, after the door of this courtyard is closed, she can stand it. ”

Mingyun pursed her lips, and lost the interest in eating snacks, she threw half of the pastry in her hand into the small plate, and simply didn't look over there, looking upset. She turned her head to look at Fan Ming's side, which was bustling there.

Fan Ming was playing chess with Ziji, and a group of teenagers were around, hooking their shoulders and backs, and they kept bursting into laughter. Mingyun propped her head and looked over, looking at Handan Ji's handsome smile, she stared at it for a long time, and snorted softly.

Mingyun has always felt that Handan Ji is very fake, he is a person who is incomprehensible and unpredictable.

Fan Mingai loves to be lively in the game, so he proposed to play the pot throwing competition, and at the same time asked the subordinates to move away from the virtual flower and bird screens and organize everyone to participate together. Everyone's interest was high, and naturally no one objected.

Each of them was given a total of ten arrows of one color. The rules are simple, a total of three rounds, the first game to eliminate one person, the second game to eliminate two, to the third game to win the last person to win, and the loser to obediently hand over the bet.

Everyone played together for an afternoon, and they all knew that Ziji's level was good, and everyone shouted that they wanted to team up with Ziji.

Fan Ming said: "What's the noise, draw lots, draw lots!" He first signed the bucket and handed it to Ziji, and then called Mingyun to smoke.

Ziji drew the red tail, and Mingyun was the basket tail.

Fan Ming secretly looked at it, quietly gave Nan Dong a look, and asked him to secretly keep a red tail sign for himself, because the Tongziji team had a better chance of winning. In fact, he always fantasized about winning back his Xianyu Golden Knife. That knife was a real treasure knife, and the last time he took it out as a bet, he accidentally lost it, and his heart hurt for a long time when he went back. But he is willing to gamble and lose, he is a man, and he is embarrassed to go back again, not to mention that the other party is a domineering person like Jun Mei, if he opens this mouth, he must not be ridiculed by her for the rest of his life? Therefore, he thought, even if he got it back in the end, it would have to be won back with dignity.

Although he thought so, he never expected that he would be eliminated in the second game. Zigu was also out of the game, but compared to his unwillingness, Zigu still looked happy and didn't care about winning or losing.

Zizhang was not good at throwing pots, so he was eliminated early and sat aside to eat snacks, seeing Fan Ming's face, a gloating smile appeared on his cheeks that were sticky to the dim sum crumbs, leaned over and patted Fan Ming's shoulder, and said sympathetically: "Brother Ming, don't be discouraged, the matter of throwing pots also depends on talent, like my senior brother Ziji, he can also throw it with his eyes closed." But the stupid bird flies first, you just practice more in private. ”

How could Fan Ming not hear Zizhang's teasing, if it weren't for his young age and couldn't bear to bully him, he really wanted to roll up his sleeves and fight with him, but it is estimated that at that time, this kid will definitely hide behind Zigu.

In the end, there were only two people left on the field, Ziji and Mingyun. Mingyun is recognized as a good quasi-leader, and for so many years, basically no one of these children of the Fan family has been able to win her.

"Ah Yun, it's all up to you!"

"Sister Yun, win him!"

"That's right, Sister Yun, win him, give us a win breath back!"

The young men and women who were eliminated from the competition gathered on both sides and coaxed.

"My senior brother Ziji won't lose." Zizhang said.

Fan Ming, who had already seen Ziji's pitching pot, crossed his arms and stood aside, and nodded in agreement. He thought that since he couldn't win, it would be the same for Brother Ziji to win, if he won, the golden knife would go to Brother Ziji, and with their relationship, this knife would be his own sooner or later. Thinking so, he began to shout: "Ziji, hurry, win this stinky girl." ”

Mingyun turned her head and glared at Fan Ming, but she had to admit in her heart that she couldn't compare to Handan Ji. She is indeed accurate, but she is not a perfect shot, but Handan Ji is indeed the kind of person who can be shot with her back to her. She pursed her lips with a red-tailed feather arrow in her hand, feeling the pressure on the pitcher for the first time. At this time, compared to the last game, the aiming spout is not the big spout, but the most difficult small spout, and the pot cannot be poured after being thrown. Since the small spout is on the side of the bottle, if you want the pot not to fall, you must control the force applied to the feather arrow.

She turned her gaze to Ziji, who was standing beside her. Handan Ji has an excellent skin appearance, as well as a slender figure and a heroic face, at this time his inky black eyes are looking at her with a smile, those eyes are like a pool of water, clear and deep.

What to look at, what to laugh at, Mingyun said in his heart.

In the past, among her peers, there were few or no people who could beat her. At least not in Quwo, and not among the children of the Fan clan. But this Ziji is really as Zizhang said, the arrow is not missed, no matter which bottle mouth is aimed at, it can be easily invested.

Just when she was out of her mind, Ziji smiled at her and said, "It's better for you to vote first." ”

Mingyun came back to his senses: "Huh? "I obviously didn't hear it clearly. Her big eyes blinked, and she was a little stunned, completely different from the hearty and domineering appearance before.

Ziji smiled sideways, and then said with a smile: "I said that you will vote first in this round." ”

"What makes the difference between who comes first and who comes last." Mingyun said, but having said that, she still stood in the position of throwing the pot first. She stood behind the rope and exhaled, pursing her lips. When she was serious, she would subconsciously purse her lips, she raised the feather arrow in her hand, and her big eyes were half-squinted to aim.

"Can't vote, can't vote, I bet you can't vote." Fan Ming laughed and interrupted on the side.

"Shut up! How could I not be able to vote. Mingyun glared at Fan Ming.

Fan Ming raised his eyebrows at her, hugged his arm and said, "Even if you cast accurately, can you guarantee that the pot will not fall?" ”