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Because the elders in the family are still alive, the second generation of the Lin family has not been separated, and they still live in the same compound. Lin Xianhai asked Fang Hong to arrange a room in the west wing, and specially sent two maids to wait.

This treatment is unique among the juniors, the Lin family has very strict requirements for the juniors, except for a maid when they become adults, the rest of the people have to be self-reliant, so as not to develop an arrogant character.

Fang Hong rested in the Lin Mansion for a night, and early the next morning, Lin Ziyan and the others came to look for him. They were instructed by Lin Jingyuan that they didn't have to go to the academy to study these days, and accompanied Fang Hong to visit Taiyuan City.

"Cousin Fang Hong, you have never been to Taiyuan City, I know all the fun places in Taiyuan. "Lin Ziwen is the youngest and the most fun-loving, so he doesn't have to go to the academy today, but he is very happy.

"Then you have to show me today. Fang Hong smiled, he had no brothers and sisters, and the sudden appearance of a few more cousins made him feel a little weird.

"Cousin, let's go play wood shooting, have you played before?" Lin Ziwen saw that Fang Hong was very contactful, and his speech became more and more casual.

"What is Wood Shooting?" Fang Hong asked suspiciously, he had never heard of this game in the south, so he was naturally a little confused.

"Wooden shooting is to use wooden balls as arrows and wooden stakes as targets, and the gameplay is very simple, that is, to hit the wooden stakes with wooden balls. Before Lin Ziwen could speak, Lin Zixiu explained for him,

"That's easy. "The rules of wood shooting are not difficult, it is very convenient to get started, Fang Hong understood it at once.

"Let's go, let's go quickly, today is the day of the market, there must be a lot of people. Lin Ziyan was a little impatient, and hurriedly urged.

Fang Hong touched his nose, immediately went to change his clothes, and went out with the three of them.

Taiyuan City has existed for a long time, and the entire city is full of a sense of vicissitudes of age. The green bricks laid on the ground have sunken in many places, and many merchants leading horses and mules are walking back and forth.

The sound of shouting in the city, and the close proximity of the vendors on both sides, made the road in the middle very narrow, and it was very difficult for people to walk through. Taiyuan is undoubtedly prosperous, but this prosperity is different from Jinling.

The prosperity of Jinling carries a kind of richness, as if it is a woman with all kinds of charms, full of the sound of wind music and bamboo. However, the prosperity of Taiyuan has a lot of earthly atmosphere, which makes you within reach.

Inside the city, you can occasionally see some Tatars. However, these Tatars are wearing Hanfu, and at first glance, they thought they were Han Chinese.

The Ming and Tatars fought many wars, and the relationship between the two sides was still quite tense. According to the laws of the imperial court, it was forbidden to trade with the Tatars. However, the profits of the Hu-Han trade were too great, and many people still took risks and secretly did business with the Tatars at the border passes.

This kind of thing, the boss basically turned a blind eye and didn't pay much attention to it. Even the two political envoys in Shanxi did not want to delve into this matter, if it was really more serious, it would not be said that a certain cabinet elder or Shangshu would be involved.

"Cousin Fang Hong, this is it. Several people struggled through the crowd to a clearing. On the edge of this clearing, a lot of people have gathered, and occasionally there can be bursts of cheers.

At the front of the clearing, there are fifteen wooden stakes, ten red ones, five black ones, on which are written "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, gentleness, kindness, courtesy, thrift, and letting", and the black wooden stakes are written "slow, proud, deceitful, greedy, and indiscriminate".

According to the rules, try to hit the red stakes, and at the end of the day, compare their scores, and the person who hits the most red stakes wins.

The red and black stakes are mixed together, and it is not easy to hit them at a distance of twenty paces.

After waiting for a while, it was finally Fang Hong and the others' turn. "Cousin, what do you use as a color head? You need a color head to play wooden shooting, you can do anything, silver, food, cloth. Lin Ziyan walked to Fang Hong's side and said inquiringly.

"Does this thing still need a color head?" Fang Hong didn't know the rules of this, but he still took out some broken silver from his arms.

"Cousin, you have taken too much silver, just a dozen cents. Seeing Fang Hong come over with so much silver, Lin Ziyan's eyes were a little straightened, and he was very envious in his heart. Don't look at their family is quite prominent, but the monthly money is not much, and if you want to buy something, you have to buckle the rope.

Adding some color when playing wooden shooting is already an unwritten rule here. Everyone has a little bit of a jackpot, you can give money, if you don't have money, you can take whatever you want. In the end, eighty percent of these lottery heads go to the winners, and two percent go to the stall owners. In fact, it's nothing, everyone is just having fun.

Fang Hong fumbled for a long time, but there was not a single copper plate on his body, the smallest was also one or two pieces of silver, and the others were silver tickets and Gongjiang pearls.

"Forget it, I'll use this as a lottery. Fang Hong casually threw the silver to Lin Ziyan, anyway, this money was nothing to him.

"Cousin, this is what you said, and you are not allowed to go back. Lin Ziyan pinched the silver and stared at it for a while, this money is equivalent to coming for nothing. Fang Hong had never played wooden shooting, where was their opponent.

Fang Hong shook his head with a smile, and then stood in a lime frame on the side, while Lin Ziyan and the three of them also stood still in turn. They are exactly four people and can play a game.

"Cousin, you're a newbie, give you a start. Lin Ziyan handed the wooden ball to Fang Hong, which served first, and could occupy a slight advantage.

Twenty steps apart, Fang Hong looked at the fifteen wooden stakes in the distance. This pile is very tricky, it is staggered black and red, and it is at most two red stakes at a time, which will not give you a great advantage at once, and of course, it will not let you fall into a great disadvantage at once.

Either way, it's a fair way to play. If you tie red and black together, the first player can easily have a big advantage.

Fang Hong flipped the ball, and his eyes were fixed on the two red wooden stakes in the middle. He rolled the wooden ball out with great force, and the wooden ball rolled quickly on the ground like a cannonball.

There is no way, the ground is dirt, some uneven, if you don't have enough strength, the wooden ball can easily bend.