Chapter 30: Brother Zheng and I borrow pots to compete with each other)
Chapter 30
Therefore, although Hu Wei had rejected Zheng Yuanxun, Zheng Yuanxun said that it didn't matter. He would go to Xingze in person and have a chat with his acquaintance Yang Qian in person.
I hope Yang Qian can give up Zheng Xuan's annotation of the fragments of "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan".
Seeing Zheng Yuanxun's intense eyes staring at him with a very nervous expression, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Seeing Yang Qian's hesitation, Zheng Yuanxun quickly stood up and left the case, came to Yang Qian and bowed respectfully. "As long as Yang Xiandi is willing to give up, Zheng is willing to offer five hundred dollars..."
"Fourth brother, shut up!" Before Zheng Yuanxun could finish his words, he was interrupted by his brother Zheng Yuancong. Zheng Yuancong glared at his fourth brother displeasedly, and then bowed apologetically to Yang Qian.
"Fourth brother, I have spoken out of the blue. Please forgive me, my dear brother. Fourth brother, you are so shameless in talking about that thing called A'du. Who do you think Mr. Yang who was able to write "Compassion for the Farmers" is?"
"It doesn't have to be like this. In fact, this brother Zheng meant no offense..." Yang Qian quickly stood up and returned the gift. In fact, I'm really tacky. You can just raise the money, five hundred guan, right? I'll package it and transfer it.
It will definitely be no problem for you.
But the problem is, personality is a big problem. My own personality is that of a gentleman, but for a mere 500 coins, I broke it. It seems that it’s not easy to explain to my family.
Zheng Yuanxun did not expect that Yang Qian would be like this and actually speak for him. He felt increasingly ashamed and bowed apologetically to Yang Qian. "It was Zheng who was rude..."
"I'll go beyond Meng Lang and wait until after the banquet to have a detailed discussion with my worthy brother..."
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The Zheng brothers retreated, and Yang Qian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, for him, the fragment of "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Biography" annotated by Zheng Xuan was really not that important.
However, today I saw that the Zheng brothers had no intention of bullying them, which made Yang Qian, who had always been soft-hearted rather than tough, hesitate.
It just seemed inappropriate to let go like this. After all, I had begged Hu Wei so hard that Hu Wei agreed to give it to me.
However, being able to make friends with the Zheng family in Xingyang is a pretty good choice.
While eating and drinking, a group of guests played the game of Tou Hu. Tou Hu is a throwing game played by ancient scholar-officials during banquets, and it is also a kind of etiquette.
It was more popular during the Warring States Period, especially during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Throw arrows into the pot. The one who hits the most arrows wins, and the loser drinks according to the prescribed number of cups.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, one of the etiquettes when princes entertained guests was to invite them to shoot arrows. At that time, it was considered a shame for adult men not to be able to shoot arrows.
The host invited the guests to shoot arrows, and the guests could not refuse. Later, some guests really couldn't shoot arrows, so they threw arrows into wine pots instead.
The writers at that time tended to cultivate their inner self, and the calm, serene and etiquette activity of pot throwing suited their needs.
Over time, pot throwing replaced archery and became a game during banquets.
And now everyone is assigned ten feather arrows, which represents ten glasses of fine wine. If you hit an arrow, you will drink one less. Hu Wei, as the master, volunteered to stand up and throw it first. Every time he missed, he would be provoked.
Everyone in the hall booed.
In the end, one of the arrows missed. The disgraced Hu Wei returned to the case, looking at the ten glasses of wine on the table, his face turned green. "Oh, I didn't expect that today I would be so unlucky, and all ten of my arrows would be missed."
I missed everything..."
After drinking three large glasses in a row, Hu Wei rolled his eyes a little while drinking, and his eyes fell on Yang Qian who was sitting not far away. "Brother Xian, be careful, don't make a mistake like Brother Yu."
Hu Wei said such a word at this time, which made Yang Qian's face turn a little green. Boss, can you give me other punishments? Before I traveled through time, I was severely allergic to alcohol.
Even after getting an injection and piercing the buttocks and applying some alcohol for disinfection, red spots would appear on the buttocks. After time travel, I secretly tasted wine. Well, I no longer have an alcohol allergy, but I get drunk immediately after touching a glass of wine. It's really helpless.
The important thing is that Yang Qian is just a fake, not the hard-working otaku he was before. It seems that he has not left his pot throwing skills to himself. If ten glasses of wine are placed in front of him, then there is no need to talk about the incompleteness of "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan"
Volume thing.
Just as Yang Qian was beating in his heart, Zheng Yuanxun laughed. "I met Yang Xiandi for the first time today, so I want to learn from him."
Hu Wei explained with a smile. "Brother Zheng is the leader among our classmates in throwing pots. He often hits seven or eight out of ten, and if he is lucky, he can even hit all ten."
But Brother Zheng is a good drinker. Others only drink if they don't hit the mark, but Brother Zheng often drinks a few shots if he hits a few shots."
"So Yang Xiandi, remember, don't compete with this person alone, lest you get drunk by this drunkard..."
After hearing such comments, all the classmates laughed heartily, but Zheng Yuanxun had a proud look on his face. The third brother next to him could only smile helplessly and shake his head.
Yang Qian saw the throwing pot with many arrows scattered around it in the hall. He subconsciously glanced at the green copy ability card in his mind, and the corners of Yang Qian's mouth raised.
This is a good opportunity to test the copy ability card drawn by the Yao Mo sub-system lottery. If you lose, you will think that you lost on purpose. Even if you win, you will find a way to give the remaining scrolls of "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan" to Zheng.
Those are the brothers.
In short, no matter whether he wins or loses, he doesn't have to exchange two hundred dollars of hard-earned money for that book, and the Zheng brothers can also get what they want.
Yang Qian, who wanted to understand, stood up and said to Zheng Yuanxun.
"I think that since Brother Zheng is a master in this way, it would be better for me and Brother Zheng to use this pot throwing to compete.
If Brother Zheng wins this game, then Yang will no longer refer to the fragments of "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Biography" annotated by Zheng Xuan..."
Zheng Yuanxun's eyes immediately lit up, and he stood up as soon as he slapped the table. "Brother Xian, are you serious about what you said?"
"This matter... Brother Yang Xian, do you really want to make a bet with my fourth brother on this?" Zheng Yuancong couldn't help but feel excited.
"That's natural, but Brother Zheng, don't think that just because you're good at throwing pots, you already have a chance to win." Yang Qian smiled lightly and stood up.
"Brother Yang Xian, are you serious?" Hu Wei was stunned and couldn't help but asked anxiously.
He knew very well that Yang Qian loved the fragments of the "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Biography" annotated by Zheng Xuan very much. He had begged him many times, and it was only recently that he reluctantly agreed.
But now he actually uses this as a bet. This behavior seems a little different from the past.
"There is nothing I can do. I have been seriously ill since last time, and now I get drunk as soon as I touch a glass of wine. It is better to finalize the business now. It will be okay even if I fall drunk at my brother's place later."
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