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Chapter 66 The funeral of a servant

Touhu is a game that has been popular for many years. It is loved by dignitaries and common people as well.

Get a pot. If you don’t have a pot, it’s okay to get a vase or a small jar.

As long as you have an arrow in your hand, there is a casino anywhere.

A pot with a big belly and a small mouth was placed on the ground.

The distance of five steps is considered the shooting range of an expert for throwing pots.

Zhang Jing glanced at Yang Xuan and saw the troubled look on his face. She wanted to laugh in her heart and handed the arrow pot over.

Nianzi nodded happily.

"How about..." Zhang Jing knew the princess's intention, "One hundred dollars a time?"

The stakes are not small.

Yang Xuan looked embarrassed, thinking if he won too much, would the princess cry in anger?

But he is short of money!

Looking at Cao Ying, she looked like she wanted to commit suicide. She was clearly worried that he would lose all his underpants.

Only Wang Laoer was staring at Zhang Jing's long legs, and even sipped his saliva.

This foodie must think these long legs are delicious.

What if one day he eats human flesh?

Random thoughts ran through his mind, and Yang Xuan nodded with difficulty.

The corners of Nian Ziyue's mouth curled up slightly, thinking that he wouldn't have to pay back the gambling debt, so he could just threaten him to stay out of his own business.

"I'll go first."

Yang Xuan nodded, "Princess, please."

Nian Ziyue took an arrow and raised his jade hand lightly.

The arrow flew along a parabola.

The parabola is very important, that is, the trajectory must be high, so that when it falls, it can get into the small mouth of the pot.

The arrow landed accurately.

Nian Ziyue clapped her hands gently and stepped back.

She glanced at Yang Xuan and whispered to Zhang Jing: "Get ready to collect the money."

Zhang Jing nodded, watching Yang Xuan raise the arrow and throw it casually.

I’m afraid this person has never played before, right?

Her vision turned into a parabola following the arrow.

Ding!

The arrow went in accurately.

Nianzi let out a light sigh and stepped forward again.

Ding!

She glanced at Yang Xuan, with a more competitive look in her eyes.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Suzaku asked.

Yang Xuan ignored it, because even though he was across the distance, he could still feel the agility of those eyes, which made people's hearts move.

But for him, survival comes first.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

The small mouth of the pot is packed with arrows.

Boom!

Nian Ziyue failed.

She looked at Yang Xuan, "How dare you go further?"

Yang Xuan said: "Where is the money?"

Because she never thought she would lose, Zhang Jing didn’t prepare any money.

So Yang Xuan saw the luxury of the Southern Zhou people.

A box of copper coins.

"There are many more." Zhang Jing said lightly.

"Rich woman! Rich woman! I don't want to work hard anymore!" Suzaku roared.

Over there, Cao Ying blinked, "Lang Jun, you have to work hard!"

The old thief sneered, "That's the princess of Southern Zhou Dynasty. Can the husband still get married and compete with other men for favor?"

Cao Ying stroked her beard and said, "If you are willing to give me money, let Yi Niang get some more nourishing food for Mr. Lang."

"Meat!" Wang Laoer thought Zhang Jing's long legs were still delicious.

"The distance is getting farther." Cao Ying saw Nian Ziyue throwing the arrow into the mouth of the pot and couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Ding!" Yang Xuan still showed a casual attitude.

Nian Ziyue gritted her teeth, "The winnings are a bit small."

Cao Ying whispered, "Why don't we use her as a lucky draw?"

The old thief shook his head, "Mr. Lang has kidney deficiency."

Cao Ying was furious, "Who said that?"

The old thief said: "Lang Jun soaked in well water at night. This is obviously a sign of kidney yin deficiency, which is very serious."

"One thousand dollars!" Nian Ziyue looked at Yang Xuan through the window and raised his head slightly.

Yang Xuan crossed his arms and asked, "Princess, did you bring any money for this trip?"

There was a layer of mist in Nian Ziyue's eyes, "Two thousand dollars!"

"The fleet is not big." Yang Xuan said.

It is impossible for this convoy to bring many copper coins all the way to Chang'an.

Nian Ziyue nodded slightly, as proud as a princess.

Then someone brought a heavy box.

When the box is opened, golden light shines everywhere!

"Gold!" Cao Ying's eyes lit up.

"This is the gold hidden in the palace. I found it in the noble's coffin." The old thief licked his lips, thinking of the taste of the ingot of gold when he subconsciously licked it.

Very rich!

"Put further away!"

Nian Ziyue once met a good player in pot throwing, but once the distance is far away, no good player will be able to do it.

Zhang Jing glanced at Yang Xuan with sympathetic eyes, wondering what the expression of Yang Xuan, who came from the countryside, would be like if he lost all his underpants later.

Ding!

The distance was too far, and Nian Ziyue's first shot was a bit dangerous and almost missed.

Ding!

She glanced at Yang Xuan beside her and bit her red lips.

Come again!

Boom!

Off!

Come again...

Yang Xuan still had that very casual posture.

Ding!

Ding!

Cao Ying was dumbfounded, but now she woke up and said, "Hurry and collect the money."

The old thief trembled and went up to negotiate with Zhang Jing, and then took the gold.

He touched the gold with tears in his eyes.

Cao Ying asked: "Why is that so?"

The old thief choked with sobs, "This is the first time I have touched gold given by a living person."

Cao Ying: "..."

Ding!

Yang Xuan said: "Let's just let it go."

He was a little embarrassed to win.

"No!"

Nian Ziyue is like a girl who refuses to admit defeat, throwing arrows again and again.

"Ahem!" Cao Ying looked at the old thief getting a wooden box, and felt that this matter was about to rise to a diplomatic level, so she quickly reminded Yang Xuan to stop.

Yang Xuan took a look at the gold ingots, estimated their value, and felt that it was almost time to build a house, so he lowered his hands and twitched his right arm.

"I'm having cramps."

"You lied!" Nian Ziyue's eyes were filled with water.

This one seems to be really pampered!

Yang Xuan quickly shook his arm and said, "It's really exciting."

Zhang Jing watched clearly and advised: "Princess, do we still have something to go out?"

Nian Ziyue took a deep breath and said, "Then let's clean up."

The Southern Zhou Dynasty was rich, and as the most favored princess, she liked the money, but she was used to winning, and suddenly lost miserably, and she couldn't accept it for a while.

Nian Ziyue went to the backyard to change clothes...

"Aren't these new clothes?" The old thief was a little confused.

Cao Yi said: "A noble man wears different clothes at home and when he goes out."

"What a luxury." The old thief shook his head, "The noble man in the tomb can wear one set of clothes for hundreds of years."

Yang Xuan asked: "How much did you win?"

The old thief thought about it seriously and said, "It's probably like being buried with a minister."

What unit of measurement is this?

When everyone went out, Cao Ying took a look and said, "Lang Jun, the house is ready."

The carriage came out.

Yang Xuan ordered: "Old Zhao will lead the people to open the way."

"Take orders."

Zhao Guolin carried the horse and led a few newly collected bad guys to clear the way in front of the carriage.

In the carriage, Nian Ziyue was sitting on his knees with a book in his hand, but just after reading for a while, the pitch pot appeared in his mind.

Why!

"I am invincible, but I lost to a country boy!"

Nian Ziyue clenched her fists and said resolutely: "I will definitely practice hard and find my place next time!"

"Xiao Sheng asks to see the princess."

A voice came slowly.

Beside the car, Zhang Jing said: "Princess, you are the envoy from Bei Liao."

Bei Liao was originally the king of this continent, with unparalleled iron cavalry. Later, he was severely beaten by Emperor Wu, and the three kingdoms have been in the same position since then. However, in recent years, Bei Liao has gradually regained its strength, and is somewhat eager to try, frequently causing conflicts in the border areas.

Xiao Sheng has a fat face, which is full of oil, and his strong body stands like a hill.

The old thief sneered, "Lang Jun, he ignored you."

Yang Xuan glanced at him, and the old thief immediately became scared, "He ignored us!"

"There must be a collective consciousness."

Yang Xuance immediately stepped forward.

"Protect the young master!" Zhao Guolin pointed forward, and surrounded the bad guys and came forward.

Xiao Sheng's eyes turned, as if he had just discovered Yang Xuan at this moment.

"I want to see the princess."

"The princess doesn't want to see you."

Xiao Sheng smiled, "I have a way."

Yang Xuan thinks this guy is just a fool.

"you try."

Xiao Sheng stretched out his hand to pull him away.

Even though the country is not as powerful as before, the mentality of the former hegemon still exists in the hearts of everyone in Beiliao.

Xiao Sheng looked at Yang Xuan with a cruel smile in his eyes.

If the envoy injured Tang officials, the most they would do was to be kicked out, but he didn't care.

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand.

The car curtain opens.

There was more curiosity in those eyes full of aura.

Hold with two hands.

Use force!

Um!

Xiao Sheng suddenly let go and took a serious look at Yang Xuan.

He quickly retreated, cupped his hands and said, "I'll come back next time to ask for an audience with the princess."

He turned and left, and the entourage beside him asked: "Didn't the means work?"

"It's used." Xiao Sheng's face was ashen. He stretched out his right hand, and there was a hard protrusion on the ring. It could squeeze the opponent's phalanges when shaking hands. No one could bear the severe pain.

But at this moment, there was a bloody eye on Xiao Sheng's palm.

Over there, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed down the upturned steel needle on the ring.

Looking back, Yang Xuan saw the car curtain swinging.

He knows.

Northern Liao was still coveting the Tang Dynasty.

Coveting Chang'an!

He glanced north.

It was as if I could see countless iron cavalry roaring towards me.

After a while, the news reached the palace.

"Your Majesty, the Northern Liao envoy intercepted the Southern Zhou Proton's carriage to seek an audience, but was stopped by the accompanying Wannian County captain."

The emperor asked casually: "Ambition."

"Who is the county captain?"

Yang Songcheng is passionate about love.

"Yang Xuan."

Yang Songcheng took back his steps.

As I never said...


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