"The rules are very simple, eight arrows in one game, whoever shoots the higher score wins. Those who lose are punished. ”

Fu Yingran tilted his head, readily agreed, and stood up with his skirt in a chic manner.

Hearing that a competition was held here, it attracted many onlookers.

Seeing that he was going to compete with Feng Min'er to throw the pot, some people immediately cast a compassionate look at Fu Yingran, and some people whispered.

"Feng Min'er is a well-known pot thrower, and even her two brothers who practice martial arts can't compare to her."

"The county lord of Yunsang is determined to lose this time, and the county lord of Ze'an will definitely not let her go."

“……”

Fu Yingran turned a deaf ear to those discussions, took the arrow prepared by the palace people to measure the feeling, and with a flick of his wrist, the arrow flew out with a thud and fell steadily into the pot.

He stood on the sidelines and looked at her calmly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Many palace maids secretly looked at him and were fascinated by the affection in his eyes.

The lord of Ze'an thought that Fu Yingran was a hillbilly who had never seen the world, and wanted to embarrass Fu Yingran.

But she didn't know that in the two years in the palace, Fu Yingran was so idle that she found all kinds of interesting things to pass the time every day, and throwing pots was already a game that was played badly.

Fu Yingran once practiced throwing pots for more than six hours a day for a month, and finally reached the point where he could cast with his eyes closed.

I just showed my hand a little, and I felt like it was back again.

Lord Ze'an stared at the arrow in the pot, shrugged his shoulders and snorted, "It's just a coincidence, she will know how powerful Min'er is later." ”

Shu Jieyu took the initiative to act as a shooter and record their scores.

The three people of the competition, Fu Yingran, Lord Ze'an, and Feng Min'er, stood in a row, each with ten arrows around them, and threw pots in turn.

The level of Ze'an County's main pitcher is not bad, but it is much worse than Feng Min'er.

The protagonist of this game is not her, so she was not too surprised when the first arrow missed the spout.

Feng Min'er was unsurprisingly hit the first arrow.

Shu Jieyu said, "At the beginning, you get two points." Then write it down on paper.

Then everyone looked at Fu Yingran, ready to see how she made a fool of herself, but unexpectedly, she was hit again.

The county lord of Ze'an was stunned for a moment, but still calm, "It's just lucky, there are seven arrows, I don't believe she can always be lucky." ”

And then the second arrow.

In Ze'an County, Feng Min'er scored three points according to the rod, and the audience cheered and praised.

The county lord of Ze'an jumped up in surprise, proudly pointed at the arrow in Feng Min'er's pot that was shallow in the mouth of the pot, and raised his chin at the ambush.

"See, this is called a rod, not everyone can vote......"

But before she could speak, an arrow slashed through her field of vision and fell into the pot.

Like the arrow in Feng Min'er's pot, the same arrow is shallow into the spout, and the arrow rod is leaning on the spout.

"Follow the rod, add three points."

Shu Jieyu's soft voice with surprise woke everyone up, and there was a gasp around her.

If the first two shots were coincidental, then this arrow is by no means an accident that can be explained.

Only then did everyone realize that she could throw pots, and she was a master.

Fang Cai's arrow, she didn't look at the pot at all, she threw it casually, it was a magic skill, I don't know how many times more powerful than Feng Min'er.

The county lord of Ze'an's face turned black on the spot, and there was nothing more embarrassing than being proud, but being slapped in the face immediately.

"You'll throw pots!"

The county lord of Ze'an gritted his teeth and squeezed out his voice, and his tone was completely questioning.

Fu Yingran nodded innocently, "I didn't say I wouldn't." ”

"You're fooling me!"

The county lord of Ze'an shouted angrily.

Someone in the crowd suddenly burst out laughing, and then more and more laughter followed.

The county lord of Ze'an's face turned red, and his anger turned on Feng Min'er.

"Can't you even compare to a hillbilly, and then cast a great one!"

Feng Min'er wiped the sweat on her forehead, the arrow she had just now was also luck, she could throw whatever she wanted.

"Go on, and six more arrows."

Fu Yingran shook his hand at the county lord of Ze'an with an arrow, and the county lord of Ze'an only felt a burst of fire rushing to the top of his head, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

After a few arrows, Fu Yingran all followed Feng Min'er's throw, and whatever Feng Min'er hit, she hit it, which was more embarrassing than blunt humiliation.

When there was only the last arrow left, Feng Min'er was already like ashes, and she knew that she couldn't compare to Fu Yingzhi in terms of technology.

It was self-inflicted humiliation to propose this competition in the first place, and the result was already doomed.

The county lord of Ze'an unwillingly pulled her aside and whispered, her face had already been lost, and in the end, she had to win in order to save face a little.

Fu Ying is arrogant, and he has been following Feng Min'er to cast before, so the two have equal scores, and winning or losing is decided on the last arrow.

Feng Min'er frowned in frustration, and directly threw the arrow in his hand to the county lord of Ze'an.

"If you have the ability, you can vote yourself, I can't win anyway."

"You...... Not at all. If you don't win her, what will our plan do? ”

Feng Min'er muttered, "It's not my fault, if you can't win, you can't win, what can you ......do?"

The county lord of Ze'an glared at her angrily, and left angrily.

In the position where the two left, a slender and beautiful figure stood out, and the seductive Danfeng eyes narrowed dangerously.

When they returned to the competition venue, the onlookers all cheered passionately.

It turned out that Fang had just performed the pot-throwing stunt Lotus Xiao for everyone, that is, he threw the arrow into the pot, and then came back and fell back into his hand, and then continued to throw.

An arrow is repeatedly exchanged between the pot and the hand, and it is called Lotus Xiao.

There are very few people in the world who can practice this kind of stunt, and it is really surprising.

At this time, Fu Yingran seemed to have become the center of all attention, and the county lord of Ze'an and Feng Min'er were completely forgotten.

The county lord of Ze'an glared at Fu Yingran hatefully, he was really going to be in the limelight.

A game is a game, and even if everyone has already guessed the winner in their hearts, it will always be finished anyway.

Feng Min'er resigned herself to throwing the last arrow, and she didn't have any expectations, knowing that she would definitely lose.

However, unexpectedly, the last arrow, Fu Yingran, was shot crooked, and fell on the clearing with a click.

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and the county lord of Ze'an was the first to react and laughed happily.

"Let you get carried away and lose......"

God is really helping her!

The county lord of Ze'an smiled happily, but Feng Min'er's face turned red, and she had to stand up suddenly, glanced at Fu Yingran with tears, covered her face and ran away.

Being deliberately released is more humiliating than losing the game.

The lord of Ze'an wanted to chase him, but the man had already disappeared.

"This ...... The people are gone, and the result of this game is ......"

Shu Jieyu looked at the direction in which Feng Min'er ran away, and then looked at the indifferent face when she lost the game.

The county lord of Ze'an was afraid that Fu Yingran wanted to escape, so he hurriedly said, "Losing is losing, and if you lose, you have to be punished, otherwise what's the point of the game." Min'er had already told me the punishment she had planned, and the loser went to Merlin to pick two plum blossoms. ”

As soon as this punishment was spoken, Fu Yingran clearly noticed the strange expressions of the people around him.

Obviously, this plum branch picking is not as simple as ordinary plum branch picking.

"I'll go first."

In order not to give Fu Yingran a chance to refute, the county lord of Ze'an took the lead in taking the blame, and hurried away with the maid.

Shu Jieyu wanted to remind Fu Ying of something, but was suddenly intercepted and called away by the queen.

Fu Ying's beautiful smiling lips bloomed with a larger arc, and she deliberately missed the shot, just to see what the county lord of Ze'an wanted to do.