The bow is good, up and down, many rich and noble families will also set up a special place as a polo field, which shows the prevalence of bowing in Dawan.

However, most of the venues set up at home are small, and one third of the square land in Xuanyang Fang is used as a bow field, and there are more than a dozen venues large and small.

The bow has been passed down for thousands of years, not only in Dawan, but also in Tubo and Beili and other nobles.

When he was in Tubo and Beili, Xu Mingyuan played with them a few times, because he had martial arts and good riding skills, so his bowing skills were not bad.

The places that Li Mu mentioned before were mostly temples and Taoist temples, and he was too lazy to go to distant places, so Xu Mingyuan chose the bow field.

There are only three of them, even if they add Li Mu's coachman and Wei Tong, there is no one, and the decision is not enough to make up the number of people, in fact, they just came to watch the excitement.

The carriage drove into Xuanyangfang, went south, and stopped outside a wooden fence.

Xu Mingyuan and the others got out of the carriage and walked towards the gate vacated by the wooden fence, there were many carriages parked outside the wooden fence, and most of the carriages were handsome and good horses, which were raised by rich and noble families at a glance.

Xu Mingyuan looked at the carriage around him, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect there to be so many people here today, I thought there should be no talent for the New Year." ”

"Come on, this Chinese New Year is boring, those boys, who can endure loneliness, take advantage of Lao Tzu to attend the banquet everywhere, and don't take the opportunity to run out and hang out." Li Mu rolled his eyes and said.

Xu Mingyuan smiled and said: "No wonder you let me come out to play every day, you are far away from the emperor this day, Lao Tzu can't care about you, isn't it just what you want." ”

Li Mu pursed his lips, but he didn't argue, looked left and right, and beckoned to a middle-aged man in a short jacket standing aside.

The middle-aged man should be a little guy in the bow field, although he is a little old, he is also shrewd, seeing Li Mu beckoning, he immediately walked forward with a smile, bowed slightly and said, "Three masters, what are your orders?" ”

"Are there any great people in your bowing arena?" Li Mu looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"This ......" The middle-aged man heard Li Mu ask, and the smile on his face was reduced by a few points, listening to Li Mu's words, it didn't seem like he wanted to charter the venue to bow down, then he wouldn't be able to get any silver, and the people in the field were all nobles, and he didn't dare to say some things.

"You don't have to worry, we're just idle and have nothing to do, don't we have to watch the bow to see how well we play." Li Mu knew what he was thinking, and as soon as he raised his hand, a silver ingot was thrown towards the middle-aged man, and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man hurriedly caught the silver, his hand flicked slightly, his face was happy, and he quietly put the silver away. Looking at Li Mu and Xu Mingyuan and Bai Molou, they are all dignified people, and it is estimated that they are also the sons and daughters of Chang'an City, who can't get along with the silver, so they said with a smile: "If you want to say that the field is playing well now, there are two groups, one is the Lan Gongzi of the Zhengxi General's Mansion and his gang, and the other is Cui Gongzi of the Uncle Mansion and his good bowing players brought from the north." Where do you look? ”

"Lan Xianwu is also here?" Li Mu rolled his eyes, and asked again: "Is his rude sister here?" ”

The middle-aged man heard Li Mu call Lan Xianwu's name, and asked Lan Yuechan if she was there, and he had already concluded that Li Mu's identity was no longer under Lan Xianwu's brothers and sisters, so he was a little more respectful at the moment, and responded with a smile: "Miss Lan is not allowed to shave her eyebrows in the bow field, and she is here today, and now she is estimated to be on the field." ”

"Okay, then go and see Lan Xianwu and them." Li Mu turned his head and nodded at Xu Mingyuan and Bai Molou, and walked forward with the middle-aged man first.

I went to see Lan Xianwu, obviously I wanted to see Lan Yuechan. Xu Mingyuan shook his head with a smile, and followed behind the two of them with Bai Molou, walking unhurriedly.

This bow field is quite large, divided into more than a dozen bow fields, each of which is still very large.

The sound of horses' hooves could be heard everywhere, and the cheers that rang out from time to time after a good shot was struck.

Each bow court is surrounded by three low walls to prevent the polo from rolling away, and a low wall also separates the various bow rings so as not to cause any disputes.

The middle-aged man led the three of them into a long way, while diligently explaining to everyone who were in the bowing field along the way.

"Ahead is Lan Gongzi's field." The middle-aged man pointed to the low wall in front of him and said with a smile.

Li Mu glanced at it, nodded, raised his hand and said, "Okay, you go down." ”

The middle-aged man bowed and retreated, and the three of them continued to walk forward, stopping in front of the low wall.

Looking over the chest-high low wall, you can also see the horse-sitting players in the bowing field, more than a dozen young people dressed in various colors of narrow sleeves, black boots, scarves on their heads, holding the reins of horses in their left hands and a crescent-shaped club in their right hands, are galloping on horses, chasing a red wooden ball the size of a fist.

There were more than a dozen people standing on the sidelines, both men and women, loudly encouraging the people on the field.

Xu Mingyuan looked at the people on the field, showing a little surprise, according to what the man said just now, there should be only Lan Xianwu and his group in this scene, but now there are two groups of people on the field.

The group was led by Lan Xianwu, seven sons of the family in splendid narrow-sleeved robes, several of them stopped him and Li Mu at the gate of Chang'an last time, and Lan Yuechan, who was wearing a blue men's dress, was also holding a crescent-shaped cane.

On the other side, a young man in a green brocade robe was the leader, and the other six were all tall young men wearing black suits and holding clubs of the same color.

Half of the people standing on the sidelines were young men in brocade clothes, and the remaining half were young men in black power suits, looking a little arrogant, but they didn't dare to make a mistake in front of those boys.

"That's the kid surnamed Cui." Li Mu looked at the young man in the green robe with some amusement, and smiled: "I didn't expect these two groups of people to meet together, but it made us have a lively look." ”

"One side is too weak, the other side is too strong, that is, the sidelines are lively." Bai Molou looked at the people in the field and said coldly.

There are seven people in the field, and the crotches are all high-headed horses, but Lan Xianwu is on their side, except for him and Lan Yuechan, the rest of the people are considered to play well if they are ordinary people, but in front of those tall young men in black power suits, whether it is strength or riding skills, they are much worse.

Here, Lan Xianwu just grabbed a ball, and swung towards a brocade-clothed young man not far away, but he was cut off by a horse that rushed out of the diagonal ground, hit his backhand backwards, and fell to the side of the green-robed young man, and he hit it into the scoring area with one shot, which attracted a burst of cheers from the black-clothed young man on the sidelines. (To be continued.) )