Xue Yunsu was originally dumbfounded because of Xue Yunhong's three notes, but when he heard Xue Yan's question, he managed to regain his mind.
He became annoyed with hindsight.
He originally thought that his luck was good enough, why didn't he expect that the fourth child's head was better! He also said that it was a fluke, how could he have won the top spot by luck!
Xue Yunsu was so angry that Xue Yan hit his gun.
"Ha, you don't even know how to throw the pot, do you people in Yandi learn to encourage the barbarians for fun?" He raised his voice a little and sneered.
Xue Yan glanced at him lightly, but said nothing.
His sarcasm was heard by the Qing Ping Emperor on the throne in the distance. He heard the noise, and Xue Yan didn't go there, so he smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xue Yunsu gave Xue Yan a mocking look, walked straight up, and saluted Emperor Qingping: "Father, Xue Yan said he doesn't understand the rules of throwing pots!"
Emperor Qingping was already annoyed by their mother and son, and now he is even more disgusted with his appearance of being so happy. He can't hide his thoughts, his emotions are all on his face, and he always likes to stir up trouble during the festival.
Too much royal demeanor.
Now that he was rushing over to complain, Emperor Qing Ping felt even more disgust in his heart.
The king has always been a long time, and his own happiness and anger is a big thing. Whether this person is doing the right thing or not depends on whether or not his Majesty dislikes him.
If in the past, Emperor Qingping was willing to turn a blind eye, then Xue Yunsu's wrongdoing was not wrong at all. But if Emperor Qing Ping hated enough and suddenly became serious and started to hate him, then the wrong things he did in the past will all be settled together today.
"He came to Chang'an for the first time, and it is understandable that he didn't understand." Emperor Qing Ping shifted his sitting position on the dragon chair, leaned back, and said lightly. "The fifth one, go teach him, it's just a lucky draw for the New Year's Eve."
After speaking, he glanced at Xue Yunsu and cast a warning look.
Xue Yunsu naturally couldn't understand the meaning in his eyes, so he immediately put a bowl of cold water on his head, quenching his anger.
He throws the pot today, regardless of whether he hits or misses, in the end, isn't it all to win the emperor's heart
Now, instead of being favored by his father, he has made his father unhappy. It can be said that he has lost his wife and lost his army.
He closed his mouth and quietly stepped aside.
However, through his voice, everyone in the Changchun Building knew that Xue Yan would not throw a pot. Immediately, the concubines and princes present, and the eunuchs and palace maids standing beside them all turned their attention to Xue Yan.
For a while, the four were silent.
Xue Yunhuan followed Xue Yan to the place where the pot was thrown. The little eunuch next to him brought an arrow, Xue Yan took one and looked at the copper pot in the distance.
This hall is especially wide, and the pot is about half a shot away. Facing him was the emperor sitting on the dragon chair, Xue Yan raised his eyes and looked up, then withdrew his gaze.
With his arm strength, he threw an arrow and pierced the emperor's throat with one arrow. It was not impossible.
This thought came up quite naturally in his heart, just as common as someone else remembered what they would like to eat at noon.
Beside him, Xue Yunhuan was still chattering about the rules with him.
"If the arrow is thrown into the mouth of the pot, it is considered a hit; otherwise, it is a miss. If the arrow passes through the two ears of the pot, it is called a penetrating ear, and the points earned will be doubled..."
Xue Yan raised the arrow and gestured slowly.
It's 60% possible. he thought. As long as the guards on both sides are not strong in martial arts and can stop his arrows, then he has a 70% chance of killing him.
At this time, in the eyes of others, he was just listening to Xue Yunhuan's introduction and making gestures to throw the pot.
He is not afraid of burning jade with the emperor here, but he still has other things to do, not only to avenge King Yan, but also to take back the land of Yan.
What's more, the little peacock can't scare him.
Thinking of this, Xue Yan showed a playful smile in his eyes and took the arrow back.
Xue Yunhuan, who was next to him, didn't notice the looming murderous intent of Xue Yan just now.
"... It's extremely difficult to penetrate the ear. You don't need to think about leaning on the pole. You just need to shoot according to the mouth of the pot. As long as you throw an arrow in, you are considered to be very talented." Xue Yunhuan introduced the rules wholeheartedly. Just look at Xue Yan.
Xue Yan glanced at him.
Oh, I didn't really listen to this.
He just heard that Xue Yunhong threw three piercing ears just now, the little eunuch who reported the results was more and more excited every time, and the people next to him became more and more surprised. It must be quite powerful.
What did he just say, leaning pole
"You say it again, what does leaning on a pole look like?" Xue Yan asked lightly.
Xue Yunhuan was taken aback.
Good guy, you didn't listen to me during the banquet just now, and now you're in front of the imperial court, why don't you listen to me? How hard do I speak
Xue Yunhuan gritted his teeth and repeated it.
"Leaning on the pole is that after the arrow hits the mouth of the pot, it doesn't fall to the bottom, but leans against the mouth of the pot."
Xue Yan snorted.
"Don't try this..."
Before Xue Yunhuan could say anything, he saw Xue Yan picked up the arrow in his hand and threw it forward, and the arrow flew out.
"You...!" Xue Yunhuan felt that this person could really downplay himself to be mad at him.
Then I heard a bang, and several concubines on the seats near the copper pot let out a small exclamation.
Xue Yunhuan looked and saw that the arrow was firmly hanging on the mouth of the pot, reclining, and the tip of the arrow was against the neck of the pot.
… just throwing a leaning pole
Then, he heard Xue Yan ask in a low voice beside him, "Is that so?"
Xue Yunhuan was almost going crazy.
That's right, isn't that right! How can this person make a hit when he hits a shot? Could it be that he just pretended to be "no" or "never voted"
Xue Yunhuan was dumbfounded and didn't say a word for a long time, until Xue Yan asked again, he came back to his senses.
"Of course it's leaning on a pole!" Xue Yunhuan said. "Have you really never thrown a pot?"
Xue Yan hummed lightly.
"Too many arrows are shot, but it's the same principle." He said lightly, and took out another arrow.
But it's the same. If the kung fu of archery has reached the level of perfection, then the control of the head and the strength will be handy. If there is a difference, it's just that archery is more useful. This throwing pot is just a sleight of hand for fun.
Beside him, Xue Yunhong, who was watching quietly, clenched his fists involuntarily in his sleeves.
... Xue Yan again.
A few months ago, he came back from Yandi, just in time to catch up with the emperor's examination of the prince. Regardless of his literary skills and martial arts, Xue Yunhong has always been top-notch, but he has restrained himself a little bit, and every time he just beats others by a little bit, he can be brilliant without appearing to show off.
At that time, although he knew that Xue Yan was highly skilled in martial arts, he couldn't teach him any culture if he wanted to come to Yandi. Dayong has always valued literature over martial arts, so Xue Yunhong naturally ignored him.
Unexpectedly, Xue Yan easily won his first place.
So this time, he didn't hide his strength any more, and showed his true abilities to the fullest, just to shine, so as to overshadow Xue Yan's limelight.
Who knows... The first arrow hits both of his ears.
He was once again overshadowed by Xue Yan. Fang Cai's excellent performance was like throwing a brick to attract jade, which was used to set off Xue Yan.
Xue Yunhong clenched his fists tightly, holding back his emotions, still maintaining a calm demeanor on his face.
He thought, to hold back.
However, he still involuntarily looked at Emperor Qingping sitting on the seat.
Father Huang has always disliked Xue Yan, even if he throws a rare leaning pole, what's the use
However, unexpectedly, he actually saw surprise in the eyes of Emperor Qing Ping, as well as a touch of thoughtfulness, like seeing another person through Xue Yan.
… another person whom the Qing Ping Emperor misses.
On the other side, Xue Yan didn't pay attention to everyone's expressions. With Xue Yunhuan's permission, he took another arrow, looked up at the pot, and threw it straight out.
With the heavy swing of the cloak, there was another clang.
The sound was very steady, with only one sound, crisp and neat, and ended in a short time, without the usual sound of arrows colliding with arrows when throwing a pot.
Everyone looked at it, and it was another leaning on the pole.
What's unusual is that this arrow and the previous one were in good harmony, and they didn't touch the arrow at all, and one side of the arrow got stuck on the neck of the pot together.
This is something no one has ever seen.
Suddenly, the entire hall was silent, and everyone looked at the small copper pot in stunned silence.
It is rare to see two leaning poles in a row. Could it be that the back arrow does not touch the front arrow and hangs on the neck of the pot together
Xue Yunhuan was stunned for a long time before speaking stiffly, and as soon as he said it, he was incoherent: "You, you, you..."
Xue Yan glanced at him strangely and asked, "Is this okay?"
He really didn't know the rules of throwing pots.
Then, he picked up another arrow, and before Xue Yunhuan could make a sound, he raised his hand and threw it out.
With a clanging sound, the arrow hit the two arrows in the pot, and the two arrows fell into the pot steadily.
And the third arrow, which was used as a weapon, was still firmly leaning on the neck of the pot.
The third leaning pole.
This is where others have to be careful, and hold a game that took a long time to dare to start. It is like a joke. He can do whatever he wants, and easily accomplish what no one has done.
"Is that right?" He looked at Xue Yunhuan with a calm expression and asked lightly.
Xue Yunhuan looked straight at him.
After a moment, he came back to his senses, grabbed Xue Yan's neck, and put his shoulders.
"How did you do it, teach me!"
All those rude feelings towards Xue Yan just now disappeared, and he even forgot that he was a evil star who would bring disaster.
His voice seemed to finally wake up the others. The concubines and concubines present were discussing one after another, and even the palace servants next to each other whispered in admiration. The quiet hall was suddenly full of people.
"The children of this palace are naturally not far behind." Indistinctly, one could hear the proud and reserved voice of Concubine Shu among the concubines.
In the center of everyone's attention, Xue Yan frowned quietly.
He never liked physical touching, and he disliked Xue Yunhuan a little.
He raised his hand and removed Xue Yunhuan who was hanging on him. Immediately afterwards, he looked in the direction of Jun Huailang like instinct.
Sure enough, he is also looking at himself.
Xue Yan saw that he was smiling at himself. Those dark eyes were full of surprises. Those eyes, just like when he saw the glazed lamp just now, gleamed.
There was only one thought left in Xue Yan's mind.
He wants to take care of Jun Huailang and get the lamp.