Seeing that several classmates from the Bowen Pavilion were gathered in one place to throw pots, Yuan Qingluo pulled Pei Jinzhen and squeezed over.

Pei Jinzhen is now in the Bowen Museum, and he has slowly shed his stupid and ignorant image at the beginning, although those classmates will not lower their prices to be close to her, but they also have a lot less sour words.

Even though Pei Jinzhen was dragged away by Yuan Qingluo, he just stood by and watched them play.

In the midst of laughter, a proud voice suddenly sounded, "Look how happy you are, what?" Yuan Er, are you very good at pitching pots? Listen to them praise you all the time. ”

Turning to look, he saw a group of maids surrounded by two young girls standing behind them.

The first girl was wearing a pink brocade skirt, with a gold ring on her head, and she was pretty, but she was a little arrogant.

And the one next to her, dressed in goose yellow, is still an acquaintance, it is Peng Yunwei.

In fact, Pei Jinzhen also knew the one in front.

The county lord of Anping of King Kang's family, the eldest brother of Emperor Yonghe, her mother is also surnamed Peng, and she is Peng Yunwei's aunt, but she is a continuation.

King Kang is an idle prince, but this county lord of Anping is his old daughter, and he is the most favored, so he is very domineering.

Pei Jinzhen saw that she was not good, her eyes seemed to be on fire, and she stared at Yuan Qingluo provocatively, only feeling a little headache.

If she remembers correctly, the county lord of Anping once took a fancy to a young general last year and wanted to recruit him as a son-in-law, but he was rejected by the young general who didn't know how to do it.

If it is an ordinary family, the county lord of Anping is afraid that he has already become angry, but this young general is the son of the Duan family who guards the southern border, and he was thrown by his family to the military camp of the British government to experience, so that he could not take special care, so he hid his family background.

Emperor Yonghe gave preferential treatment to these generals who guarded the border, and the county lord of Anping cried a few times, but he was also suppressed by King Kang, so he had to suppress his grievances and resentment for the time being.

However, just half a month ago, the Duan family in the south came to the door of the British Mansion with a heavy gift, in order to ask for marriage, it was for the young general who had been looked down upon by the lord of Anping County, and it was the second girl of the Yuan family, Yuan Qingluo, who asked to marry.

The Yuan and Peng families already had discord, and now, they have added another incident.

Looking at it like this, the county lord of Anping and Peng Yunwei are clearly looking for fault.

Yuan Qingluo naturally saw it, but he was not afraid, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's quite good, what's the matter, you want to compare with me?" ”

"You are naturally good at dancing knives and guns like this, and I compare with you, isn't that a clear gift for you to win? I'm not stupid. The county lord of Anping pouted.

"That'...... Do you want your cousin to compare herself to me? I was also from a family of soldiers, and I am good at dancing knives and guns, and she is also very good. Yuan Qingluo smiled and glanced at Peng Yunwei beside the county lord of Anping.

"Not really. The county lord naturally wants to personally end the game, so he will ...... She ...... stretched out her index finger a little, but it went straight to Pei Jinzhen's nose, "Let's fight for you!" Isn't she your cousin? She also has half the blood of your British government, and it couldn't be fairer for her to fight on your behalf, isn't it? ”

Four times, but it fell silent with the laughter of the county lord of Anping.

Everyone knows that Pei Jinzhen is a scholar who is not successful in martial arts, and although the county lord of Anping is not studying in the Bowen Museum, with Peng Yunwei here, she may not know it. Isn't this a clear show that people want to make a fool of themselves in public?

However, she was brought in by the British Mansion, and she has half of the blood of the British Mansion, and it was Yuan Qingluo who spoke first to mention the competition, and now, if she should not fight, it will be a shame.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Pei Jinji.

Pei Jinzhen couldn't help sighing, how could this fire be so good and burn on her?

"The county lord is not good at throwing pots, so naturally he can't just look for it. She will fight without regrets. The county lord of Anping smiled at Pei Jinzhen and said, "Of course, if you can't afford to lose, and you're afraid of losing the face of the British government, then it's ......."

Yuan Qingluo's face changed slightly, and he was about to step forward, but a hand stretched out in the oblique stab and grabbed her.

Pei Jinzhen took a step forward and looked at the county lord of Anping with a smile, "How does the county lord want to compare?" ”

The county lord of Anping and Peng Yunwei couldn't help frowning, and they were a little uneasy when Pei Jinzhen laughed.

"What are you doing over there? So lively? "When Emperor Yonghe was surrounded by a crowd of people and came to the imperial garden, he raised his eyes and saw the place where the crowd had gathered.

Without waiting for his command, the clever chamberlain rushed over to investigate, and after a while, he came back and reported, "It is the county lord of Anping who is competing with people to throw pots." ”

Emperor Yonghe raised his eyebrows, turned his head and glanced at King Kang, who was walking on the side, "Anping is in good spirits." With that, he walked towards the crowd surrounded by the three outer floors.

It's just a pot thrower, so many people are watching, why don't you go over and take a look?

The defense of men and women in the beam is not as strict as that of the previous dynasty, as long as the defense is guarded, the rest is not very important. A palace banquet like this does not deliberately separate men and women.

Therefore, the arrival of Emperor Yonghe and his entourage did not attract the attention of those who were watching the play and were paying attention, but when they approached the crowd, someone finally noticed it, but under the signal of Gonggong Wei, they all fell silent, retreated to the side, and made a way.

Therefore, Emperor Yonghe led people, very easily, to the crowd and saw the situation in the field clearly.

In the center of the clearing stood two young girls, one in pink and the other in begonia red.

The one who wears the pink dress is the county lord of Anping, and the one who wears begonia red...... Emperor Yonghe raised his eyebrows, who belonged to him, he had no impression.

But look at the girl's beautiful appearance, glamorous but not demonic, gestures, dignified atmosphere, but with that begonia red.

Appearance is still second, the most important thing is that she competed with Anping, and was watched by so many people, but her demeanor was calm, calm and steady, and she was always pampered and humiliated between her eyebrows, as if an old monk was settled, which is really rare for a girl of this age.

Yan Chong also followed behind Emperor Yonghe, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a gorgeous figure like a begonia, and the posture of Sogo curled in that scene, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, little fox?

How could she compete with the county lord of Anping?

And...... Yan Chong turned his head to look at Yuan Ke beside him, and raised his eyebrows, your cousin will throw pots?

Yuan Ke's face was expressionless, with only a pair of eyes, but he was fixed in the field, and his eyebrows frowned slightly invisibly.

As if to answer the question in Yan Chong's heart, the arrow in the hand of the chief general of Anping County was thrown, and after being hit by the pot, Pei Jinzhen turned to stretch out his hand and took an arrow from the quiver.

Jade wrists, red sleeves, like spring shoots-like fingertips to hold the arrow, pink and round nails like begonia petals, bare hands to hold the iron arrow, there is an abrupt, but thrilling beauty.

She turned the arrow lightly between her hands, held it flat in front of her eyes unhurriedly, aimed at the mouth of the pot, and began to slow down, the moment she threw it, but it was decisive and simple......

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