Chapter 108 Weird

The talented man and beautiful woman didn't last long. When he was almost at Miyun, Mr. Fang couldn't help but do the beauty in the carriage. Ma Cheng didn't pay much attention at first, until a few young maids with red faces spit on the light.

I noticed that a carriage behind me kept shaking left and right, and I was stunned and almost fell off the horse.

This is the best among the playboys, a generation of seniors in the Che Zhen world. This guy is really a weirdo.

Most of the maids in the Fang Mansion were blushing, and the guards also felt their faces were dull and walked away. Minyue curled her lips and spat, pulling Yingxue, who was also blushing, ran away. Yingxue, who was born in Liaodong, could also ride a horse.

Although his riding skills are not good, they are also extremely rare. Ma Cheng waved his hand and asked several personal soldiers to chase after him. Looking at Minyue with disgust, he sighed in his heart that this was also a strange woman, Yehenara's woman.

The carriage shook for a long time before calming down. After a while, Mr. Fang, who was sweating profusely, got out of the car.

Ma Cheng convinced and said, "I admire you, it's amazing!"

Mr. Fang was also a little embarrassed and defended her embarrassingly: "I was eating grapes and reading books. Somehow I was confused and ashamed."

Ma Cheng rolled his eyes. Although this playboy is ridiculous, it is harmless. Isn’t it just a car that is shocked? After all, it is your love and I don’t know who seduced whom.

A large group of people drove the carriage and slowly drove into a manor in the Qingliang Valley of Miyun. It was a luxury villa covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, which was shocking. Fang Congzhe was naturally not a clean chief minister, but in fact, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty

Without honest people, honest officials cannot take this position. Zhang Juzheng, a famous minister of the generation, lives much more luxurious than philosophical ones.

After entering the cool valley made of willow trees, a cool breeze blew over my face, and the temperature instantly reached several degrees.

Ma Cheng secretly praised it as the home of the Prime Minister. There is such a summer resort in the hot summer. This is a free and easy life. The manor covering hundreds of acres is full of palaces and pavilions, and the water is flowing on it.

The clear pond water was still drawn from the mountain. The lotus flowers in the pond were so beautiful that they were in full bloom. The boating in the pond was like a fairyland on earth. Fang Shihong was also very easy-going to his servants. Most of the maids in the Fang family were young and beautiful, and the maids were in the garden.

Some whisper or slim waist style, which is so beautiful for a while.

The picky Ru Minyue was also happy and stayed in the garden and refused to leave again.

Fang Shihong said carelessly: "If Minyue likes it, I will give it to you."

Minyue was really startled and said, "I don't want it, my hand is short."

The maids and maids around them covered their mouths and laughed secretly, making Mr. Fang feel embarrassed.

Ma Cheng smiled indifferently and said, "I will have such a garden in the future, but I earn it on my own."

Fang Shihong smiled and praised: "Brother Ma is so heroic. He is a brother's fault. Come on, let's have a drink!"

When I entered the garden, I naturally had to taste wine and discuss poetry. Unfortunately, Fang Wanfu's poems were really not on the table. I only had a juren, so I couldn't talk about the merits of the maid and beautiful man. In the end, Minyue proposed to throw a pot.

Fang Shihong rolled up his sleeves and said to the maid: "Get a bottle and a few arrows."

The maid went with a smile, and Fang Shihong chased after him again: "The bottle mouth should be small, there is a small bottle in the living room, which is used for flower arrangement, and the bottle mouth is exactly the size of two arrows, so use it."

The maid looked at Ma Cheng who was smiling and silent, and scratched her head a few times in embarrassment, but she still hurriedly went to get the bottle. The throwing of the pot was still a game that had been in ancient times in the Spring and Autumn Period. It was a shame for men to not shoot arrows at that time, but some people really

He couldn't shoot, so he used to throw arrows instead. Over time, it became a game between scholars and officials.

During the Tang and Song dynasties, throwing pots was very popular, and they had already begun to decline during the Yuan and Ming dynasties, but there were still many people playing. Although they were not as good as real archery, throwing pots also tests wrist strength, eyesight, and physical coordination. The masters of throwing pots were not

It is definitely good at shooting arrows, but the archery masters don’t know how to throw pots. After a while, the maid brought a small blue and white bottle. As expected, the bottle mouth is very small, and at most it can accommodate two arrows. If there is a slight deviation, it will definitely be biased.

The bottle passes by or smashes the bottle.

Fang Shihong smiled and said, "Brother Ma, this is a Yuan blue and white vase. It is broken, you have to pay me."

Ma Cheng is so angry that he is a playboy. He really wants to give him a kick. He has a set of etiquette to throw a pot. Each of them has four arrows, eight arrows in his hand, three bows and three give way. It should be a distance of two and a half arrows, but Fang Mansion

There were sharpshooters among the servants and Macheng's personal soldiers. They deliberately stood ten steps away from the bottle entrance and had already reached the other side of the room.

The man selected by Fang Shihong is short and strong, and he can tell at a glance that he is a good craftsman with extraordinary archery skills. Maybe he can recruit him from the Beijing camp. Those who can be recruited by the chief minister of the cabinet must be first-class.

The Macheng also smiled slightly and picked a young black-faced soldier out.

Fang Shihong was full of confidence and smiled and said, "It's not a waste of time, I have to have a lottery."

Ma Cheng said easily: "If I lose, I will make an interesting gadget to give it to you."

Fang Shihong clapped his hands and said, "If I lose, I will give you a treasure!"

Ma Cheng was very curious. What kind of treasure is something that Mr. Fang can take on, and it will definitely not be too shabby.

In the manor, a petite or tall maid, the girl looked at it with a wonderful look. The Fang Mansion servant who took action first threw it first. Perhaps this person was affected by Yingying and Yanyan. The first one was thrown a little, and he sighed in a slight sigh.

As the sound was heard, the family man's face turned red. He took a deep breath before throwing it out continuously. The colorful sound was heard, and three arrows hit. The large group of maids in the Fang Mansion cheered, and some of them clapped their hands red.

Fang Shihong then said proudly: "How about you, do you know what my family is from."

Ma Cheng said in surprise: "It's a big deal?"

Amid the chuckles of the maids around, Mr. Fang laughed and said, "My family is the chief instructor of Jinyi's personal army, specializing in bows and crossbows, haha!"

Ma Cheng also smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after comparison."

A wink, the arrow in the hands of the personal soldier who could not hold back had already taken action, one arrow was in the air, the second arrow had been followed again, the first arrow had just entered the bottle, the third arrow had already taken action again, the second arrow had just entered

The third arrow followed closely, and after the first three arrows entered the bottle, the fourth arrow was barely thrown, with a ting dong sound, and all four arrows entered. The mouth of the bottle was only the size of two arrows, and four arrows were thrown into it.

The bottle mouth is full of stuffing, and there is no gap to throw.

It is not unusual to throw an arrow into the pot, but it is almost dazzling to throw it with such a continuous beading technique. The people watching it seemed that the four arrows were connected into a line, and they could hear the crisp sound of the arrow entering the bottle.

When I was about to observe again, all four arrows had been put into the bottle.

"Hurrah!"

Minyue was clapping her hands beside Ma Cheng, jumping and jumping, and her pretty face was heartbreaking.

Fang Shihong was still in a daze, and Ma Cheng didn't say anything. Ding Wen, who was watching the battle, praised the first time he saw that he had thrown a lot of pots. It was the first time he saw that he had thrown this way."
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