Pitching pot is a throwing game made by scholars and doctors during banquets in ancient times, which is actually equivalent to the literary drama of archery. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Place a tall bottle a few feet away, and the player wins by throwing arrows into the bottle. This trick is said to have originated in the Spring and Autumn Period, developed in the Warring States Period, and was very popular in the Qin and Han dynasties. Because it is suitable for both men and women, and the gameplay is simple and convenient, it is very popular, and it became a must-play game in banquets during the Wei and Jin dynasties.

There are generally three kinds of distances in the pot throwing game: one zhang, three zhang and five zhang. Each time you throw five arrows, according to the number of shots and the distance multiplied by the score, for example, one zhang three is three points, three zhang three is nine points, five zhang three is fifteen points, the distance is about the distance of the higher the score.

However, for Zhang Jun and the Hun Condor Archers, even the farthest distance of five zhang is too close, and it is easy to draw it. Therefore, Zhang Jun proposed: "Five zhang is too close, how about ten zhang away?" ”

When the condor archer heard this, he nodded and said: "Yes, but the two pots are thrown separately, it is too boring, it is better for you and me to throw a pot together, and whoever throws more arrows in the pot in the end will be counted as who wins, how about it?" ”

Zhang Jun smiled and said indifferently: "Just what you say." ”

The distance of ten zhang in the Jin Dynasty is about 24 meters now, and it is so difficult to throw an arrow into a thin bottle mouth 24 meters away, but it is not very difficult for the top archery masters like Zhang Jun and the Condor Archer, what is difficult is to put more into the bottle than the other party!

At this time, the high bottle has been removed according to the order, and the two of them have to stand on the horizontal line ten zhang away and throw arrows at the same time, throw them within the specified time, and after throwing one arrow to score, then throw the second arrow.

"General, how about we make another bet?" Liu Quan looked arrogant and said with a smile.

Zhang Mao stroked his beard and said: "Since the Han envoy has such elegance, I should accompany me, and I will bet on the dog and nephew for a thousand gold cakes." ”

"I bet on the major general for a thousand yuan." Ma Yi, the master of Taifu, said with a smile.

"In that case! I'll bet on our Condor Archers a thousand gold cakes and a thousand dollars. ”

Liu Quan smiled, turned back and asked Jia Ji and Jia Zhengdao, "Are you two interested?" ”

Jia Zhengdao: "Yo! I naturally know my cousin's archery, but I am still more optimistic about the Huns' archer, after all, he is in the prime of life, and he has more experience. I will shoot five hundred condors. ”

"Where's General Jianwei?" Liu Quan's eyes fell on Jia Ji's body.

I saw Jia Ji smile slightly, and said: "The old man doesn't have the eyesight to see who has better archery skills, why don't you press a thousand times, and use the right to motivate the warriors and practice their skills hard, how about it?" ”

The Han envoy smiled slightly, did not talk, but set his eyes on the field.

The competition has officially begun, Zhang Jun and the condor archer stand on the white line ten zhang away, each holding an arrow in their hands, and behind them there is a table with nineteen arrows placed on the table, the arrows are specially made, divided into black feathers and white feathers. Zhang Jun holds the black feather, and the condor shooter holds the white feather. The two calmly looked at the bottle mouth in the distance, and there was no wind on the high platform, which was very suitable for playing.

A guard waved a red flag, "Boom! Boom! The drum will beat twenty times, and the arrow must be thrown before the drum stops, otherwise it will be missed.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, swung his arm out, and the arrow flew away, at the same time, the arrows of the Condor Archer also flew up, and the trajectories of the two arrows were almost identical, and it was impossible to throw them horizontally, only with a parabola, there was enough height to let the arrow be thrown vertically into the bottle.

"When! While! There were two crisp sounds, and two arrows were thrown into the mouth of the bottle at the same time, one to one, and a round of applause broke out around.

Nine to nine, the two have thrown nine rounds, and the score is still tight, at this moment, an accident suddenly appeared, Zhang Jun's tenth arrow was actually thrown on the bottleneck, and it bulleted up and fell to the ground.

"The young general's tenth arrow missed!"

The master of ceremonies announced Zhang Jun's results worriedly, but the tenth arrow of the condor shooter was put into the bottle without deviation, ten to nine, the condor took the lead, and there was an uproar all around, this was definitely a low-level mistake, and even the mouth of the bottle was not touched, even the bream stood up all of a sudden, looking nervously at the field, Liu Quan and Jia Zhengdao were very proud, they knew that this kind of master duel, the difference between victory and defeat is often one arrow.

The game continued, the red flag waved, the drum sounded again, the condor archer glanced at Zhang Jun proudly, he knew that the competition just now both of them deliberately retained their strength, and now Zhang Jun may have made a mistake due to nervousness, which is very likely to be the final result, at least he is sure that the arrows behind will all be thrown, so he is not in a hurry to throw again, just stand aside and watch Zhang Jun.

The drums sounded one after another, but Zhang Jun looked at the mouth of the bottle calmly, as if nothing was alive, but the arrow in his hand was not thrown.

The drum had already beaten seventeen times, and some people began to shout impatiently: "Young General, you cast quickly!" ”

But Zhang Jun remained motionless, his eyes stared at the golden bottle, he had already found the best feel, "Knock! Boom! "Two more rings, eighteen, nineteen.

The Condor Archer was a little anxious, and he couldn't wait any longer, so he hurriedly threw his arrow.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the twentieth drum sounded, and countless people closed their eyes in despair. But at the moment when the drum sounded, Zhang Jun made a move, only to see that his arrow did not draw a beautiful parabola in the air, but went straight out, and there was a faint sound of breaking the air, which showed the strength of his strength.

There was silence in the hall, everyone was stunned by this sudden change, Liu Quan was also slightly stunned, and his heart was even more puzzled: "Doesn't this kid want to join in?" ”

But at this moment, I saw that Zhang Jun's black feather arrow actually caught up with the white feather arrow of the condor archer, and cut off Hu when it flew to the highest point.

In the field, I only listened to "Smack!" With a bang, the white feather arrow broke into two, and the black feather arrow changed direction under the force and fell vertically into the bottle accurately!

Immediately applause was thunderous, and many ministers even applauded, and even Zhang Mao, who had been sitting upright, smiled.

"Come again!" The Condor Archer let out a low roar, and the drum of the twelfth arrow sounded, and the Condor Archer's arrow was the first to be thrown at the end of the drum, and Zhang Jun did not hesitate to follow him, but the result was the same as last time, the Condor Archer's arrow was intercepted in mid-air again. Although Zhang Jun's arrow failed to fall into the bottle in the end, the score of the two has been leveled.

The thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth, ・・・・・・ eighteen arrows were the same・・・・・・ all the same!

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the drum of the nineteenth arrow struck.

Zhang Jun turned to look at the Condor Shooter with a smile, now all the pressure was pushed to him, with the sound of the drum, large beads of sweat flowed down the forehead of the Condor Shooter, he suddenly appeared a terrible thing, he didn't dare to make a move in advance!

The tremendous pressure and sweat blurred the Condor Archer's vision, and what he saw was countless golden bottles shaking, and his hands began to tremble, "Boom! The eighteenth drum sounded, and his hands and legs were so weak that he had no strength.

The crowd began to show that he was not good, and the Condor Shooter was trembling.

"Bastard, cast it! There is no time left. ”

Liu Quan shouted anxiously, and Jia Zhengdao beat his thigh even harder!

"Boom!" The nineteenth drum sounded, the eagle archer was completely desperate, Zhang Jun didn't throw the arrow, why didn't he throw, did he have been waiting for himself?

"Boom!" The twentieth drum sounded, and the hall was silent, and everyone was stunned, but neither of them threw their arrows.

"Ten to ten, flat!"

Finally, the drum of the twentieth arrow sounded, and only when the first drum just sounded, Zhang Jun threw it with his hand, and the arrow fell into the pot. But the Condor Archer was still there.

Until the twenty drums were exhausted, he couldn't throw again.

"Eleven to ten, the major general wins!" The guards shouted, and the audience cheered!

"I'm not convinced!"

Liu Quan suddenly stood up with a loud roar, he waved his arms and said loudly: "Since they are all soldiers, why do you want to play this kind of literary drama, or you can compete in horseback archery, this competition is not counted!"

He was so angry, it was just a matter of losing the Condor Shooter, but he was so embarrassed to lose, where did he put his dignified face?

The high platform gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at Liu Quan in surprise, this Hu Er was repenting!

"Hahaha!" At this time, Jia Ji got up and said: "Don't be angry, it's just a small competition, winning or losing is to make everyone laugh, so why take it seriously?" ”

Liu Quan's face was gloomy, but it disappeared in an instant, and he even apologized: "This envoy has just lost his temper, and he still looks at the general Haihan." ”

Seeing that he had changed so quickly, everyone didn't wait for a reaction, and Liu Quan continued: "Think about it, whether it's a little money or an auspicious white tiger, Han Liang is about to become a family, so why do you need to divide each other?" ”

What the?

Da Liang Wenwu was shocked.

Become a family?

How can it be!

Zhang Jun frowned, looked at Jia Ji, and saw him standing beside the Han envoy with a smile, knowing in his heart that he was afraid that this would have nothing to do with his uncle.

At this time, I saw Zhang Mao get up and say in a deep voice: "What does the Han envoy mean by this?" I don't understand. ”

Liu Quan bowed to Zhang Mao and said: "General, this envoy is going to Liangzhou this time, firstly, to declare the good-neighborly intention of my emperor, and secondly・・・・・・ since it is good-neighborly and friendly, why not kiss and kiss, my emperor once heard that the general has a daughter, who is as beautiful as a fairy, and has not yet left the cabinet, so he has a will and wants to accept her as a concubine." Since then, the Han Dynasty and Liangtu have formed a good relationship between Qin and Jin, and will never offend each other. ”

"I wonder what the general thinks?" After that, Liu Quan poked into his arms, took out a scroll of silk books, and handed it to Changmao.

The guard stepped forward to take it and handed it to Zhang Mao. Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Mao shook slightly, unfolded his will, swept his eyes, and took it in his arms.

"The Han envoy is tired, and he is sent back to rest." Zhang Mao waved his hand expressionlessly.

Liu Quan arched his hand: "I hope the general will think twice." With that, he turned and left with the Condor Archer and the rest of his men.

All of a sudden, everyone on the stage looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Mao glanced at Jia Mao, lowered his gaze, and said, "Scattered!" And he turned and departed.

"This ・・・・・・ this ・・・・・・" Seeing this scene, Jin envoy Wang Chong panicked and said: "How is this good? ”

"I'm afraid it's hard to be good・・・・・・" Shi Shu sighed and left silently.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three people left on the high platform that was still crowded.

Zhang Jun faced Jia Ji's father and son, who were about to leave, and saluted silently. Jia G also nodded, said "good" and left. Jia Zhengdao deliberately took two steps slowly, and whispered in front of Zhang Jun: "Cousin, congratulations." With that, he laughed and left.

"Huh・・・・・・" Zhang Jun exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked around at the high platform, and silently clenched his fists.

At this time, Nian Nu was kneeling in front of the table, fiddling with a vase of flower arrangement. The bottle is made of five-light glass from the Western Regions, shining with brilliant brilliance. The flower is a snow lotus that was picked from the Tianshan Mountains and sent back by a fast horse. However, the mind of this high-quality lady was not on the floral arrangement, but on the patronage while listening to the guard's recital. The content of the report is, of course, his younger brother Zhang Jun.

The guards took turns to pass the news, and when she heard that her brother was brightly dressed and heroic, she showed an unexpected expression; I had to report that the young general and Jia Zhengdao were racing, and Nian Nu just smiled helplessly. Later, the situation became more and more tense and intense, the white tiger was infested, and she was worried about her brother's safety; Zhang Jun returned from shooting the tiger, and she was happy about it; But in the end, Niannu waited for news about himself・・・・・・

When the guard who delivered the message hesitated to say the request of the Han envoy, Nian Nu's hand was loosened, the glass bottle rolled to the ground, and the maids hurriedly prostrated aside, but no one dared to come forward to comfort them.

Niannu frowned slightly, clenched her teeth into the cherry blossom mouth, and clenched her gorgeous clothes with both hands. I don't know how long it took before it slowly eased down, as if the thunder hidden in her small body was blown away by the breeze without a trace.