"The Mo family is extraordinary, and such strange things have also been made."

"Lord Wang, how much did you spend on this music box? I'm going to buy one too. ”

"My grandmother is about to celebrate her birthday, and when the time comes to give her a music box, she will definitely be happy."

Pei Qian was very embarrassed, "This music box can't be bought with money, that is, I have a good relationship with Mo Seventeen, so I can get it." ”

Xue Wu stared at the music box, her eyes didn't blink, and Pei Lin asked in her ear, "Want it?" ”

She nodded.

She didn't know exactly when and by whom the music box was invented, but she knew that it was invented by a foreigner, and it wasn't too early, it was probably the product of the last three hundred years—if you calculated the modern time when she traveled over.

But now, she saw it in the ancient plane.

Could it be that someone has traveled from the modern day like her?

Or did similar inventions already exist in ancient times, but they were not recorded later?

She remembered that she had swiped a video before she crossed over, saying that some ancient things were very similar to modern objects, suspected to have been invented by the traverser, such as a router-like bronze vessel, a ruler that is almost identical to modern times, high heels, and so on.

Thinking of these things that were suspected to have been invented by the time-travelers, she was unsure again.

After all, the wisdom of the ancients is not inferior to that of modern people, and the music box that Pei Qian took out was invented by the Mo family, and it used mechanical techniques, not mechanical principles.

And this world is not a pure ancient world, but a fantasy world where there was once a civilization of cultivating immortals, and the "unscientific" things such as spells, talismans, and refining tools are all real, isn't she proficient in it herself?

But the music box, she still wants to take a look at it, and if possible, she also wants to meet its inventor and have a conversation.

The pot throwing competition was held in the open space in front of Fangjing Building.

One of the two servants came over with a long-necked copper kettle and placed it in its proper position, and the two copper kettles were on the same level.

Xue Wu saw that the little girl also sprinkled a small handful of red beans into the pot, she felt strange, and quietly asked Pei Lin what he was doing with red beans.

Pei Lin also whispered to her: "It's to prevent the arrow from being thrown in and ejected." ”

Xue Wu thought about it and was immediately deeply admired.

The appearance of the two whispering fell into Wang Tianyou's eyes again, and he became more and more sure of the guess in his heart.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at Zhao Yu's eyes, if these two people didn't have anything, he would screw his head off and sit on a stool!

Not only Wang Tianyou, but also Pei Lin and Xue Wu got along with each other, but also fell into the eyes of some well-intentioned people.

The tools for throwing the pot were arranged, and Pei Qian, as the master, served as the host.

He first asked Pei Lian, who was the most noble person present, for instructions: "Third brother, do you want to come and play?" ”

Although he asked so, in fact, he didn't want Pei Lin to participate, if he participated, then everyone else present would not have to play, just admit defeat.

The pitching pot is evolved from archery, and Pei Lian's kung fu of riding and arching a horse is naturally not comparable to these gentlemen present.

The gap between the two sides is separated by a dimensional wall.

Although Pei Lin wanted to win the music box for Xue Qian, if he really participated in the competition, it would be tantamount to bullying people, so he shook his head as Pei Qian wished, "You guys play." ”

Pei Qian and the rest of the ladies all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Pei Lin didn't participate, but Xue Wu wanted to play.

The participants in groups of two, come forward and stand at a distance of about five or six meters from the copper kettle, each with eight arrows in their quivers.

Xue Wu was in a group with a young man in his early twenties, and when she came on the field, the man waved at her: "Under Liu Xian, I don't know what to call my brother?" ”

Although the two are rivals, throwing the pot is not only a game, but also a kind of etiquette, and you must show politeness, otherwise you will lose your bearing.

Liu Xian? Hearing this name, Xue Wu's heart moved, isn't the son of Yang Lian (Xue's mother's stepsister) called this name? The age is also right.

"In Xia Zhao Yu, I have seen Brother Liu, dare to ask Brother Liu, but is it the son of Liu Shilang's family?"

"Exactly."

Xue Wu didn't expect that it would be such a coincidence, she hadn't gone to the Liu family yet, and she ran into it here.

She smiled at Liu Xian.

Just when Pei Qian announced "the competition begins", a voice suddenly interjected, "Wait! ”

The person who spoke out was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and this young man was King An's old son, Pei Jingxing.

King An is the emperor's cousin, an idle prince, an old gentleman of the royal family, for this old man, he is naturally spoiled in a thousand ways, and because of this, Pei Jingxing has developed a temperament that is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he has a kind of stupid and stupid energy.

At this time, he was quite disdainful and said: "What's the point of just looking at the pitcher, let's gamble on a game, I bet on Brother Liu to win, do you play or not?" ”

They are not good at anything else, but they can't compare to others in eating, drinking, and having fun, so let's just say that this pitcher, Liu Xian is a master, and it can be said that he is invincible in Beijing, and he has not met an opponent so far, so Pei Jingxing has a lot of confidence in him.

That Zhao Gongzi, although it was brought by the prince, but the pitching technique may not be high.

Pei Jingxing took the lead, and everyone did not express the slightest displeasure when they watched Pei Lian, so they all took out the silver.

"I also bet on Brother Liu to win!"

Everyone present has seen Liu Xian's pitching skills, but they don't know what level Zhao Yu is, even if he can play, but it can't be stronger than Liu Xian, right?

With such a mentality, most people bet that Liu Xian will win.

Only a few people put their bets on Xue Wu.

Wang Tianyou is one of them.

Pei Qian too, but he didn't trust Xue Wan's pitching skills, it was purely for the sake of her face as the person Pei Lin brought over.

As the master, it is not good for him to openly despise the prince.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince presses Zhao Gongzi to win." Pei Lian's entourage Changtian handed a money bag to Pei Jingxing.

The money bag is embroidered with a golden dragon on the bottom of the ink, delicate and noble, and it is the prince's thing at a glance.

A group of gentlemen were shocked, but they didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come to participate in their bets, and they also pressed their money bags.

It seems that the relationship between the prince and Zhao Yu is really unusual.

The market is opened, just wait for the result.

This time the competition really began, and no one interrupted again.

Liu Xian made a "please" gesture to Xue Wu, "Brother Zhao will come first." ”

Xue Wu felt that whoever came first was the same, and she was not polite, and nodded: "Okay." ”

Now it was Liu Xian's turn to be stunned, he was politely humble just now, he thought that Zhao Yu would also politely excuse himself, and then he would continue to give in, so that his bearing could be shown, right?

Who would have thought that Zhao Yu didn't follow the script at all, and went straight to it.

But the words had already been spoken, and he could only suppress the grievances in his heart, and watched Xue Wu take arrows and throw arrows with a smile, with a calm attitude that he was not worried about losing at all.