Tossing pots is appreciated by both refined and popular people.
It seems that this activity is just for individuals, and you can throw it with your hands, but it is just like throwing traps and gifts in the square. If you really want to hit the target with one throw, or hit a hundred hits with a hundred throws, it is not easy.
The belly of the throwing pot is big, the mouth of the bottle is thin and long, and there are circles on the left and right of the mouth of the bottle, like ears on both sides of the mouth of the bottle. All arrows must hit the mouth of the bottle and the ears of the bottle, and do not bounce out.
, can be regarded as a hit. Most people only need to make a hit most of the time during banquets, but during competitions, there are many more tricks.
The clerk at the poker shop had already taken a chip box and placed it in front of him, then looked around, and after receiving confirmation from Tian and Yu, he nodded slightly and said, "Please bet!"
Tian Yu picked up the throwing arrow, weighed it slightly, then sat still and threw the throwing arrow with only the strength of his arm, passed through the ear of the bottle, and hung on the throwing pot.
"Youchu! One chip! Guaner! One chip!" The waiter at the poker shop shouted loudly, then he took out the chips from the chip box and put them on Tian Yu's mat.
Tian Yu's opponent frowned.
Youchu means that the first arrow dropped into the pot, and Guan'er is the one who dropped into the pot's ear...
Although the specifications of throwing arrows are almost customized, they cannot be exactly the same after all, so normally there are some differences in weight. Tian Yu has not often appeared in throwing shops before, so this throwing pot,
Either he is a master, or he is just dumb luck...
Obviously, Tian Yu doesn't seem to have bad luck. People who are temporarily lucky often don't dare to look inside the play shop, because bad luck can only protect them for a while, but after staying in the play shop for a long time,
If it is not used enough, it will naturally turn into shit.
Tian Yu's opponent was silent for a moment, also took a throwing arrow, and like Tian Yu, hit another pot ear.
"Youchu! One move! Guan'er! One move!" The guys at the play shop are planning the same move.
Tian Yu's face did not change color, but his heart skipped a beat.
Originally, Ben Yu's plan was to throw the second arrow at another pot ear, and then he would not only get two chips of "Continuous Hits", but also get the bonus of three chips of "Continuous Hits to Guan Er", so he could compete with
The opponent widened the distance between the chips, but obviously the opponent also thought of this, so he threw another pot ear...
Because the mouth of the pot is not big, and the tail of the arrow is not too small, when there is a arrow at the ear of the mouth of the pot, the subsequent arrows are likely to be blocked by the previous arrows of yourself or others, and then
As a result, the throwing of the pot failed. Especially at the ear of the pot, the circle mouth was smaller. After hanging a throwing arrow, the ear of the pot was almost covered half. In this situation, it is not the throwing of arrows that I am very familiar with. I think
To continue to implement the original plan, it is obviously more difficult than just a little bit.
Tian Yu was silent for a long time, and finally chose from the remaining three arrows, and selected the one that felt best to him. Then he glanced at the opponent opposite, raised his hand, and threw forward...
…
The guys at the throwing shop are very familiar with all kinds of throwing tricks. They can guess whether Tian Yu can hit the target by looking at the direction of the arrow. So when Tian Yu's arrow hasn't completely fallen into the pot, he
He took a breath and prepared to shout out the result, "Yes..."
Then Puxi Shop saw the throwing arrow hitting the bottom in the throwing pot and bouncing out, and then Tian Yu leaned over and grabbed it in his hand. His eyes widened, "This... a flying arrow!"
If the arrow hits the mark again, it will be a double shot. If it hits again, it will be a brave arrow. If it hits the target, it will be a triple shot.
Tian Yu once again threw the bounced arrow...
"Xiao...Xiao Hui! Five chips!"
The voice of the shop assistant's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
…
After a while, Tian Yu came out with four silver coins. Although he earned two silver coins and attracted the shopkeeper of the puck shop, Tian Yu was still unhappy. It was just an ordinary puck shop.
, forced Tian Yu to use his true skills, and although the shopkeeper of the fighting shop exempted Tian Yu from throwing pots and pumping water, Tian Yu did not want to become a throwing thug in the shop...
So I won’t be able to come to this place next time.
Tian Yu sighed, put the silver coins back into his pocket, and stepped forward. There are several mausoleums in Chang'an, and there are more or less one or two play shops in each mausoleum. But if this continues, it will take a while.
After that, everyone in the play shop will get the news and won't want him to play.
Moreover, if he is welcomed that day, he might be invited to have a more powerful master than him, and he can start the game with a hundred chips to end the game...
Hi, I still need to think of other ways...
In pot throwing, winning or losing is within the rules.
If all the pots are overturned, the skills that the opponent has trained to throw the pots will be almost zero. Maybe even the original bystanders will join in to snatch the scattered coins.
For those with vested interests, it is important to have a rule, but there are also people to play with, just like Tian Yu, his pot throwing skills are great, but if there is no one to play with, then even if his pot throwing skills are no longer
Excellent, what’s the use?
Tian Yu put his hands in his sleeves and held his money bag, still feeling a little headache.
At the same time, in the Hussar General's office, Pang Tong also had a headache.
Pang Tong did not have a headache because of Mi Heng, or in other words, even if there were some factors due to Mi Heng, it was only a very small part.
When a man grows up, most of the time he will look at the back of another man, or someone like his father, brother, or master, who is a target to imitate and a direction to move forward. Pang Tong is not that old.
, so Fei Qian, who is not an elder brother, but is better than an elder brother, is walking in front, and Pang Tong naturally follows behind.
Of course, Pang Tong claimed that he could not imitate Fei Qian's domineering attitude and deep planning. However, there were still some similarities in imitating Fei Qian's demeanor, speech, and way of handling affairs.
For a child of the gentry, literary gatherings and the like are definitely like "parties" for later generations. No matter what second generation, whether it is to show off one's literary talents or to encircle territory like a dog raising its legs, this kind of thing is in most cases
In the eyes of noble family members, they are all "basic" social activities and they are all keen to participate in them. However, for Pang Tong now, he has lost interest in these activities. His experience as an official has made Pang Tong more mature and calm, and he is no longer interested in them.
Like ordinary young nobles, they are vain and have a fanatical pursuit of fame, so naturally they have no desire to participate.
At the same time, after Pang Tong became an official, he felt that there were endless things to do every day, especially when Fei Qian broadened his horizons. After seeing a huge world map, he could not help but feel like he was looking at all the small mountains.
Pang Tong just didn't bother to look at those trivial and trivial false claims.
It is precisely because of this mentality that Pang Tong was naturally a little angry at Mi Heng's ridicule, but it did not occupy a big place in Pang Tong's heart. The reason for Pang Tong's worries was Longyou.
Although Jia Xu said there was no need to worry, and Pang Tong also knew that Jia Xu's ability was not bad, it did not mean that Pang Tong could completely ignore everything, especially as the commotion in Longyou was getting louder and louder.
It even affected Guanzhong in turn...
Wei Duan huddled in the Shenluyuan with his tail between his legs, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. He was more peaceful than a liar girl, well, than a yellow flower girl. Every day he huddled in the government affairs building as high as a hill, which was also difficult.
He can find so many things to do in a short period of time.
Is it because these guys in Guanzhong were so powerful some time ago?
Or have these guys gotten smarter, um, cunning?
Pang Tong imitated Fei Qian, tapping his little fat black paws on the table, thinking.
Fei Qian said that the interests between the old and new political groups should never be expected to be smoothly reconciled. Just like the first time between a man and a woman, there is always pain first before there will be happiness later.
If upstarts like Pang Tong can't suppress these old guys now, then don't think about the future.
New direction, new road, new team, new achievements.
The old guy is being slapped, um, slapped in the face again and again, and his arrogance gradually goes down. In the end, he either follows the new rich, or is stepped on by the new rich.
In this process, the most important thing is to show correctness. Correctness will determine who has the authority to speak, who will take the lead, who is the party being represented, or which party has lost the right to speak.
If most people cannot benefit, even if one party wins occasionally, no one will be willing to lose every day. They will have to pay this fee or that fee to some people for no reason, and they don’t have to pay themselves.
Signatures and contract signatures can also be effective, and the law also supports protection.
As time goes by, naturally no one will play with you.
There is more than just one poker shop in the world...
The human world has never been a place that emphasizes equality and fairness. The chaos and noise are mixed with primitive and barbaric atmosphere. Even if it is covered by etiquette and rules, it is still the law of the jungle.
Nowadays, the Guanzhong area is covered under the three-color flag. The new rich and the old, people who lack harmony will occasionally glare at each other, and even hate each other, but under the hussar, most people will still suppress their irrational impulses and carefully
Weigh the gains and losses of interests. Even Webster, the most famous person in Guanzhong, has shrunk into the Shenlu Yuan, so the chaos in Longyou seems to have just stopped in Longyou.
For some people, making small mistakes can be said to be bloody, while making big mistakes is a dead end.
"Here comes!" Pang Tong sealed the written letter, "Send it to Longyou quickly and hand it into the hands of Jia Shijun!"
The ordering soldier saluted respectfully and then left in a hurry.
Pang Tong stood up and stood at the door of the hall watching the retreating figure of the messenger. He thought about the meaning of Fei Qian's letter again and felt that his handling should be consistent with Fei Qian's thoughts, so he smiled.
, shook his head, and turned back with his hands behind his back.
The most critical point for Fei Qian at the moment is to maintain a clear and open path to the top while maintaining suppression of the old school.
No dynasty or regime dares to guarantee that the promotion channels in its political system are 100% transparent and open, with no inside stories or secrets at all. It can only be said to be better than the old one as much as possible, or
There are regular inspections and water changes.
Just like joining Feiqian now is actually very simple. As long as you are capable and willing to do things, or if you are incompetent but willing to endure hardships and are willing to start from the grassroots level, you will be absorbed into the system.
These things may seem simple, but in fact they are not simple to do.
Those who are capable want to lie down and suck blood, but do not want to carry burdens. Those who are incompetent also want to lie down and eat meat. They are not willing to grind for a carrot, just like a bandit who is used to robbing with a knife in the mountains.
, are often unwilling to work in the fields anymore. Of course, such people will not get sympathy, and they will eventually be given up by Fei Qian and others.
And these people will definitely not be willing to give in. They will definitely wander around in every corner, and will join a certain bandit group whenever they have the opportunity, and then hope for Zhaoan, recruitment, etc.
It's just that Pang Tong and Fei Qian had already reached preliminary agreement on their ideas under Lushan Mountain. In this cruel world, those who don't want to make progress are naturally sacrifices to heaven and earth.
Confucius has used his own practice to prove that Zhou Gong's gentle and elegant political system of sitting and eating fruits based on blood has completely collapsed. As long as there are interests in the world, it is full of intrigues. A free and equal Datong society may be
It only exists in fantasy, but on a social level alone, class is not necessarily something that must be deeply hated.
In the vast majority of political systems, there is no need to care about whether everyone in the political system is equal. It can only be as fair as possible to ensure the path to the top. This is the important core of a political system that needs to be maintained and ensure its longevity.
A political organization can have relatively wide class differences. Even a company has general managers and ordinary employees. But as long as there is a way to ensure that a person at the bottom can be promoted, just like a scholar can pass the imperial examination and pass the imperial examination.
You can become a local official, and soldiers on the battlefield can become senior generals through meritorious service and return from hundreds of battles. As long as this system operates well, this political organization can be maintained relatively stably.
The reason for the internal demise of most countries is that the system is finished, and the path to the upper class gradually becomes dead. After the privileged class began to cut off the path to the upper class in order to permanently pass on their privileges to their family members, the smart people at the lower class rose to the top.
As things get harder and harder, their dissatisfaction will pile up like Tetris at the bottom, eventually pushing the foundation of the entire political system to collapse and the entire structure to collapse.
At the moment, Fei Qian had clearly drawn up several promotion channels. From soldiers to nobles, from scholars to craftsmen, as long as they can show their ability, they can be promoted. Those who are willing to put their minds down to do things will have a place.
.
Just like Du Ji.
It is precisely because of this that even though Fei Qian's political influence continued to expand and the New Deal was continuously promoted and implemented, although various problems were caused, there were no major shocks that were truly troublesome.
But when Fei Qian's New Deal spread toward Longxi and took root, the Qiang people reacted differently from the Han people in Guanzhong.
Longyou, where the Qiang tribes are concentrated, is completely different from Guanzhong, and also has some differences from the barbaric areas in the Gobi Desert in the northern part of the Western Region. To put it simply, the Longyou area of the Qiang people is more like a middle ground between China and the outer regions.
An excessive color in between.
Nowadays, Longyou has become prosperous again because of the business between China and the Western Regions, but there is still some blood and barbarism in it. Some Qiang people prefer this direction, and some Qiang people prefer that one.
Direction, reluctantly combined under a reluctant tribal leader, is like a crooked stitched abomination. So after Beigong gave the order, it became inevitable that different voices appeared among the Qiang tribe.
.
"Yellow sheep-headed man, I know you are a smart man..." said a middle-aged Qiang man. There was a felt hat inlaid with gems on his head, indicating that his status was not too low. "You are
Those who have seen the world are different from those of us in the mountains... So what should we do now... Yellow Sheep-headed Man, you can give me some ideas..."
The yellow sheep-headed man was silent for a long time, and then said slowly, "This place, my grandfather's grandfather was already here... The surrounding mountains, the surrounding grass, the surrounding rivers, are like my family...
... Even I myself have lived here for more than 20 years, and now suddenly a group of people have come, saying that they want to live here, and they have to collect money, every year, every month... As long as they are here
If you want to live, you have to keep paying money... Do you think this amount of money is reasonable?"
The middle-aged Qiang man also fell silent, and after a long time he said: "But the Han people also pay this money, they...probably all...at least two of the three pay..."
"That's different..." The yellow sheep-headed man waved his hand, "Those Han people live in their cities and in the newly built villages under the tricolor flag, right? What about us? The mountains and trees around us,
The surrounding grass, even the tents we live in, are all our own. They were saved little by little by our ancestors... Then the Han people came and pointed at this place and asked for money. What should we do?
When you come to charge, you put the toll notice on the ground over there, and even if you informed me... you didn't tell anyone before, and you haven't asked us whether we agree or not now..."
"Did the Han people raise cattle and sheep for us for a day? Did they cut grass for us for a day?" The yellow sheep-headed man stared, "The Han people came to do business... They came to do business, but we did not take the bad furs.
Have we ever deceived them? Have we ever forced them to buy useless things? Then they have already made money from us, why do they still need us to pay this... what kind of official money? The Han people are all officials, so they want us
Pay money?』
"Why?"
The yellow sheep-headed man stared, his somewhat cloudy eyes filled with anger and doubt.
