After entering the crowd, I saw Beibei and others. Beibei and Mo Yunyao were standing together, and opposite them were a few smartly dressed women who seemed to be Beibei's opponents.
Xiao Yuanbao was the first to greet Beibei: "Sister Ankang, what are you playing?"
Beibei heard someone calling him, turned around and saw that his brother had also come. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "How did you two get together?"
Fang Xiaoxi smiled and said, "I just met you guys in Merlin. Weren't you taking a break? Why did you suddenly come to play pot tossing?"
Beibei glanced at the woman opposite him and said, "Oh, this matter, to make a long story short, we were resting well inside, and this guy, who has great authority, came over and asked us to give up our seats. It's simply funny. It's not that easy to bully me in my own home."
"Who am I? Am I someone who can be easily bullied? Isn't this giving them a chance? As long as they beat me in pitching pots, I won't bother with them."
Fang Xiaoxi blinked her eyes to show that she understood what was going on. These women in Kyoto all thought they were very powerful, but now they had hit a tough opponent.
"So that's how it is. That's really interesting."
She didn't know how good Beibei's pitching skills were, but looking at these girls, she was afraid that they could not match Beibei's.
The girl in purple clothes is named Wei Yourong. She is a daughter of Duke Wei's Mansion. She is always arrogant in doing things, and has a very good relationship with Yuan Xiangxiang. What happened today was really an accident. It was not to vent her anger for Yuan Xiangxiang, it was really unintentional.
But at this point, she couldn't give in. After all, Wei Yourong was a well-known figure in Kyoto.
"Princess, please stop talking and let's get started."
He is a very confident person! Beibei thought so and smiled: "Okay, let's start, let's start with a distance of 1.5 meters. I won't make it difficult for you, how about it?"
When they usually play, they are basically about two meters apart. When Wei Yourong heard Beibei's words, she thought Beibei didn't know how to play, so she couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I guess the princess doesn't usually play the pitching pot game."
Beibei smiled and said, "No, this is my first time playing."
Wei Yourong smiled confidently: "Speaking of which, the princess is kind and righteous. It seems that she has no intention of pursuing our offense at all."
Beibei shook her head: "No, no, no, this is the first time we play, and I can beat you. After all, I don't take you seriously at all."
Who can compare with her in pride? Wei Yourong was really angry at Beibei's words. For the first time, she didn't take herself seriously. Princess Ankang was really good.
He snorted coldly: "Really? I'm just worried that some people will say something harsh, and if they get slapped in the face later, it won't hurt too much."
You want to slap yourself in the face? Beibei rolled her eyes and ignored it: "Let's start. There will be no drawing of lots. This princess will let you vote first."
The servants had already brought the arrows needed for the pot throwing, eight for each person. Beibei looked at Wei Yourong and said, "Miss Wei, please."
Wei Yourong also snorted: "If you're welcome, then let's get started."
As he spoke, Wei Yourong took the feather arrow and threw it into the pot. This was a special pot for throwing arrows. The mouth of the pot was neither too big nor too small, but it was still a little difficult to throw the arrow into it.
There was a sound of "pa...", which was the sound of the arrow entering the pot. It must be said that Wei Yourong was quite capable, at least he was very good at the game of throwing pots.
After the first feather arrow hit the target, Wei Yourong hit three more in a row. After the fourth arrow, it was the opponent's turn.
Wei Yourong looked at Beibei proudly: "My princess, you have seen my level now. Please don't feel pressured."
Beibei's mouth twitched: "Oh, I got four hits, why do you think I might be under pressure?"
Bei Bei started to move. Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, four arrows fell into the pot smoothly. She looked at Wei Yourong with a smile, "Are you still feeling proud? Look, this princess played so well in her first time. Keep going."
Wei Yourong was a little frightened. She had to admit that this Princess Ankang was quite capable: "Then I will continue."
Snap, snap, snap, three more feather arrows hit the target. There was only one left, Wei Yourong was very calm, he threw it out again, snap, it hit the target.
Wei Yourong instantly became excited: "I made the shot, all eight of them went in."
All eight of the arrows were hit, which was the first time that happened in the Kyoto pitching game. The others were also very happy: "Miss Wei is so good."
"That's right. This is the first time that someone has hit all eight targets in a pot-throwing game! He is indeed a pot-throwing master. We will go up and ask for advice later."
The people around were whispering. Beibei blinked her eyes, thinking that these noble ladies in Kyoto were really short-sighted.
He shook his head and started throwing. Snap... Another four hits, just like Wei Yourong, all eight hits were hit. This time, everyone present, regardless of gender, fell silent: "Is this a draw?"
There is also talk of a draw? Fang Xiaoxi was a little amused. A draw, that was for others, but for Beibei, a draw was impossible.
Wei Yourong looked at Beibei confidently and said, "Princess, since we both scored, let's call it a draw and forget about this matter. What do you think?"
Beibei shook her head: "I don't think so. This princess will not accept a tie. Besides, it's still early for dinner, so we can continue. This distance is two and a half meters, let's change it to three meters. If it's still a tie at three meters, then let's change it to four meters. There must be a result today."
Wei Yourong was very depressed. This princess was too serious. She should just give her a way out. After all, she didn't mean to offend her.
"In that case, Yourong will accompany you."
Beibei nodded: "That's about right, let's just increase the distance by one meter, 3.5 meters, can you accept that?"
They usually just throw for fun, so how can they throw it so far? They could only nod and say, "3.5 meters is fine."
Servants had already started taking out the arrows from the pot, and then moved the pot to a position of 3.5 meters, and soon it was ready. Then they delivered the arrows to the two men.
The distance was indeed a bit far, and Wei Yourong himself was not sure, but at this time, he still forced himself to calm down.
"Princess, I voted first just now, it's your turn this time."
Beibei raised his eyebrows: "Since you asked me to go first, then I will go first."
How could she not understand what Wei Yourong was planning? Considering the long distance, if she came first and missed the shot, her pressure would be much less.
It's a pity that this woman made a wrong calculation. With her skills, how could she miss the target? She smiled and took the feather arrow, then threw it directly into the pot.
Bang, the first one hit.
Fang Xiaoxi turned to look at Wei Yourong and found that Wei Yourong's hands were clenched into fists. Oh, he was nervous.
Beibei said maliciously: "It's just that simple, not challenging at all. Hey, this princess is really kind-hearted. I'll give you a chance to struggle."
Then he started throwing again. Bang, the second one was also heavy. Bang, the third one was heavy again. Bang, all four hit the target. Beibei looked at Wei Yourong and said, "Miss Wei, keep going."
Wei Yourong clasped his hands and smiled: "Thank you, my lord. Don't worry, I will do my best."
Beibei laughed and said, "You're going all out for such a short distance. It doesn't look like you're that good."
"You!" Wei Yourong was very angry, but he couldn't continue arguing with Beibei. He could only calm down and start playing tossing pots. Although he was very nervous, Wei Yourong still had some strength.
Bang! Bang... Three of them went in quickly, and I could still hear the people around me discussing, "I didn't expect that the princess and Miss Wei are so powerful."
"I still think the princess is better. After all, this is her first time playing. Miss Wei has played it many times."
"makes sense… "
Wei Yourong blocked out all these messy words, then looked at the mouth of the pot and threw the feather arrow in his hand out at once.
Ding... The feather arrow did not fall into the lake, but directly hit the edge of the pot's mouth. The others took a deep breath nervously. Wei Yourong was also looking at the feather arrow and praying: Go in.
Perhaps the prayer worked, the arrow circled the pot mouth a few times and successfully fell into the pot. Beibei gave Wei Yourong a thumbs up: "Good luck."
Wei Yourong knew that the fourth feather arrow was able to enter Hukou by sheer luck, so at this time, he naturally did not dare to start arguing with Beibei.
Beibei picked up the feather arrows again and prepared to throw the arrows into the pot. Fang Xiaoxi suddenly spoke up: "Princess, wait a minute. I think if you hit four arrows directly this time, Miss Wei will be under too much pressure and will collapse directly. How about we try another way?"
Change the way? Beibei also looked at Fang Xiaoxi with interest. Fang Xiaoxi rarely intervened in such matters. She was a little curious: "What way do you want to change it?"
Fang Xiaoxi smiled and said, "Come on, one per person. If someone misses the target, then they win, right? What do you think?"
Beibei nodded: "This idea is good, but I don't know if Miss Wei agrees with it?"
It sounded like it would be quite beneficial to him to come one by one, so he agreed: "Okay, then come one by one. Princess, please go first."
Beibei was not polite, and didn't even try hard. He just threw the arrow into the pot. He looked at Wei Yourong and said, "Miss Wei, please."