Chapter 214

The event, officially started.

The first one is pot throwing.

The skill of throwing pot, eight of the twelve ladies have sent out to help the guests, and as a result, they just barely passed.

When people are pushing cups to change cups and drinking, throwing pots can help the banquet atmosphere.

Mrs. Haitang is more powerful. She is an alchemist, and her arm strength is much bigger than her.

The atmosphere was also pushed to the top after Mrs. Haitang threw the pot.

"If you throw a pot, you can shoot it carefully. Banquets include shooting to entertain guests, learning to accommodate and talking about arts. This time, as the Qianyuan event, we only use it as a game, and don't care too much. "

Don't care too much, but Mrs. Haitang is in the limelight.

There are "Yier", "Guaner", "Daoer", "Lianzhong" and "Quanhu".

And the Begonia lady, is every time even in.

Even Xiao Meiren's helpers, who had thrown ten times, only entered eight times.

When Yu Xiang arrived, Zhao shuning came forward and stopped her.

"You're not good at throwing pots. I'll do it."

Seeing, the eighth lady sent out a little girl. Before the little girl came to power, she shrunk her muscles and bones. Everyone showed disdain.

Although the little girl has been in the limelight in recent days, she has forgotten that throwing pots is not a competition of spiritual power. She has nothing to do with her spiritual power.

They really underestimated Zhao shuning.

In her previous life, when she was Ye Ling, the master practiced the bow, arrow, horse riding and throwing pot in order to exercise her arm strength.

In the last life, Ye Ling stood too high, and no one dared to compare with him.

Now it's good to be a helper and have a chance to show your skills of throwing pot.

In a burst of laughter, Zhao shuning stood on the stage.

The first arrow, which missed, fell to the side of the pot.

The crowd burst into laughter. See, such a little girl dare to help Mrs. Xiang throw the pot on the stage? With her accuracy, not to mention winning, even touching a pot is a miracle.

Zhao shuning just tried the arm strength of his small body, after having a rough measurement.

She smiles and picks up the second arrow.

"There is a beginning!"

"In company!"

"Through the ears!"

"Scattered arrows!"

"Even in the middle of the ear!"

"Lean on the pole!"

"My God! What is the little girl going to do

Only to see the end, Zhao shuning's hands, there are still three arrows, she was a grasp up, it all in her hands.

Then she threw it gently.

"Even the middle ears, plus the beginning!"

Everyone was shocked, and Lin Feng's back became very straight.

He looked at the scene in front of him and the little girl in front of him. He didn't know why. Lin Feng always felt that through the little girl, he seemed to see another person.

Zhao shuning clapped his hands and ended the game.

What a pity, they only prepared ten arrows for each lady. Otherwise, Zhao shuning would really like to try to shoot dozens of arrows in succession.

The winner of this throwing pot was awarded to Mrs. Haitang, because she never dropped an arrow out of the pot.

However, everyone has eyes. In the competition just now, although Zhao shuning lost the first arrow, her later throwing skill was obviously better than that of all the people present.

However, falling is falling. In this competition, Mrs. Xiang only ranked second.

This result, Zhao shuning has been very satisfied, anyway, the drama, are still behind it, looking at the face of Mrs. Begonia, Zhao shuning raised his head, to her smile.

This smile, very, is the smell of provocation.

Can so many people present, Begonia lady even if angry, also dare not in front of Lin Feng's face sprinkle out.

In the first competition, Mrs. Haitang was the first, Mrs. Xiang the second and Ms. Xiao the third.

On the contrary, beauty Xiao was not at all unhappy. She seemed quite happy. Originally, beauty Xiao knew that she could not win in throwing pots. If a lady Xiang came to give Mrs. Haitang some attention and glory, she would be more happy.

In the race.

Of the twelve ladies, only six went to the stage in person, and all of them were helpers.

Xiao Meiren was not good at riding, so she didn't go.

In this scene, the main focus is on Madame Haitang and Madame Xiang.

Zhao shuning selected a group of good horses for Mrs. Xiang, and then tied the bandage again for her when she got on the horse.

"I'm a little - nervous."

It has been more than 20 years since Mrs. Xiang stopped racing."Don't be nervous, you will think of you as you were when you were a girl when these people didn't exist, and what you felt like on the horse at that time, now you have to find it back."

"You told me yesterday that when you are racing, you are the happiest. You clearly remember every movement, every rein, every turn, every jump. You should remember that you are not Mrs. Xiang or the weak eighth courtyard lady on the horse. You are Yu Xiang!"

"Yes, I'm Yu Xiang."

"You go. When the meeting starts, you just concentrate on the horse racing. Let me and Mobai do the rest."

"Well, I believe you."

Zhao shuning smiles and pats the horses. The horses go forward. All the 13 horses stop before the starting point.

When Madame Haitang went out, Zhao shuning saw the gesture of her and the helper behind her.

At that time, Mrs. Xiang will certainly be disturbed by other things on her way to the horse race, and what Zhao shuning has to do is to remove these disturbances before they start.

She looks at situ Yun, who nods to her.

Zhao shuning is at ease.

She knew that situ Yun was the last card in the Lingli competition of Madame Haitang. Before that, situ Yun would not fight, and his character would not allow himself to do such dirty things.

"Thank you very much -"

Zhao shuning spoke these two words in spoken language.

Situ Yun smiles back, because Chu family, he can't choose to stand on Zhao shuning's side in time, but situ Yun can at least do it, not to participate in those evil things.

Then, Zhao shuning looked back at Mo Bai.

He whispered a few words in his ear.

The next moment, the Gong of the racecourse sounded, and everyone's attention was attracted by the people on the racecourse. No one noticed that the former helpers of Mrs. Haitang's camp disappeared.

Naturally, no one noticed that Mo Bai was gone.

Zhao shuning holds hands and concentrates on watching the movement on the racecourse.

Those people, using despicable means, in this case, they are not good, too aboveboard, not to use black hands, let's see who can play who.