Dressed as a farm girl, she randomly cheats and makes the whole family happy

Lang Jun, who wanted to stay just now, stood unwillingly for a while, then turned around and left.

Yingchuan Ye's family is not someone his family can offend.

Zhao Benzhu wrote two poems in the last round, one of which was about bamboo in spring.

Ye Lanzhi also loves bamboo, so she made bamboo the topic, and the three of them soon started chatting.

The children outside the mirror also wowed.

"What a beautiful sister."

"Uncle Benzhu's ears are all red!"

Before the excitement was over, adults from another room came over and ordered food for dinner.

Zhao Liangcai was still there, so the children had no choice but to put away the mirrors.

After dinner, we chatted again, and there was no time to watch the excitement.

There is no fresh excitement, but there is ready-made gossip.

The children gathered together and talked about whether the Ye girl had a crush on Uncle Benzhu.

They were laughing and joking, but the adults were not allowed to eavesdrop.

"They match well."

The result of the discussion was still very unified.

When I took out the mirror and looked at it again, I was already back at home.

The deer roaring banquet is coming to an end.

"here!"

There were too many people appearing in the mirror, and Lu Ming found his adults first.

They are all standing together now.

Zhao Lao San, Zhao Lao San and Chen Jingzhi stood together and said this.

Not far away, Zhao Benzhu stood beside Taifu Li with his hands lowered, his head slightly lowered, his expression respectful, as if he was listening to instructions.

Mr. Li was smiling and had a good heart.

Wu Yang was walking towards them.

The female relatives were all together, not far away, but there were many people around them, including girls and husbands. Many people were looking over there, wanting to talk to each other.

The futons by the stream have been removed, and the tea table and chairs have been moved to the edge, surrounding the wide space in the middle.

There is a bottle on the field with several arrows stuck in it.

It seems that it's time to throw the pot.

A gentleman stood in the middle of the field, holding an arrow in his hand, saying a poem and throwing one in. However, he was not very lucky and missed three arrows in a row. The poem was quite good.

"Are you still writing poetry?"

The man was in a good mood. Even though he didn't throw the first three arrows in, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he felt more relaxed. After saying the last sentence, he threw the arrow and actually hit it.

The man was very happy and hummed a tune, and thanked the people around him who were cheering for him.

Being so calm and composed is very endearing.

There are still some people who snort and laugh, saying that they missed three shots. They don't feel ashamed and can still laugh.

"Brother Wang, please play another song!"

"The poems I just wrote are really wonderful!"

Several people were making noises, and their voices were quite high.

"Hey, I just didn't see Brother Wang come on stage."

Wang Genyi stood by the stream, which was originally a peripheral place.

This actually attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, let's talk about it, I really don't see Brother Wang participating in the pot throwing."

"The poems written by Brother Wang during the previous melodious drinking and banquets were exquisite!"

Wang Genyi could only maintain his smile and put his hands aside, "Everyone, if the fun is going on, Wang will not participate."

He is good at composing poems, but not at throwing pots.

In the previous rounds, his poems had already made him steal the show.

He still understands the truth that anything beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

I had been too popular just now and had offended some people, so it was better not to be in the limelight now.

Besides, I don’t know how to throw pot at all.

Going on the field will only invite ridicule.

"Did he offend these people?"

Even children watching the theater

We all know that some of those people who just made noise had bad intentions.

Wang Genyi shied away. How could someone with bad intentions let him off easily?

"Brother Wang, doesn't it mean he doesn't know how to throw a pot?"

"Hey, it's possible. After all, I heard that Brother Wang is from a small county."

"Hahahahahaha."

This was an obvious taunt. Wang Genyi clenched his fists without showing any carelessness on his face.

The few who spoke were all from high-ranking families, and they could not afford to offend themselves.

"You can't say that."

"The three people who passed the Jinshi rank are not from the capital either."

"They are all from Lin'an City."

"The new number one scholar and the third-highest-ranked scholar both made the bets."

"The second-place guy is a little younger, and he missed out by just one shot."

If you can offend Wang Genyi, you can't offend the Zhao family. You have to make up your words. If you step on Wang Genyi, you can still praise the Zhao family.

Wang Genyi's face turned even more ugly.

People around him either pretended not to hear, or laughed along with him, but no one spoke for him.

"Brother Wang, come and try?"

This was to catch a duck on the shelf. Wang Genyi had never been insulted like this before, and the smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

I took a few deep breaths and wanted to refuse bluntly.

But the people who talked the most happily didn't give him any chance to refuse. They stretched out their hands and made a gesture of invitation.

"Brother Wang, please."

This forces him to play.

Wang Genyi turned pale and looked around, but the people around him either avoided his gaze, or looked at him mockingly, and even smiled at him.

Understanding his situation, Wang Genyi was both ashamed and resentful.

I have never thrown a pot before, and even the posture of holding the arrow is what I saw from others before.

I can't even understand it. I just stand up and hold the arrow.

Ya, I already heard some laughing.

Wang Genyi was confused. He had seen Zhao Laosan throw the pot, his posture was so casual, and the arrow seemed to have eyes, and it accurately entered the pot.

Recalling Zhao Laosan's posture, Wang Genyi finally threw the first arrow.

The arrow hit the ground straight, not even halfway through the distance.

"Brother Wang! Were you not full just now?"

"I haven't composed a poem yet. Could it be that Brother Wang has forgotten it?"

Wang Genyi stared blankly at the arrow falling on the ground. He obviously used a lot of strength, but he couldn't even touch the bottle.

My mind is almost blank, and I am still in the mood to write poetry.

Wang Genyi stood in the middle of the field, feeling that everyone was laughing at him and looking at his own joke.

"Brother Wang."

Someone was calling me again, but this time it was different.

This one contained a smile, without any mockery, so it sounded familiar.

Wang Genyi looked over and saw that it was Zhao Benzhu.

Zhao Benzhu stood in front of the crowd and looked at him with eyes that showed no contempt but encouragement.

"Don't worry."

Xiao Langjun smiled at himself, and Wang Genyi felt at peace inexplicably. "

After Zhao Benzhu spoke out, those who were making fun of him stopped talking.

After all, Chen Jingzhi and Taifu Li were standing behind him.

All the scholars in the capital knew Chen Jingzhi and Taifu Li, and they didn't want to leave a bad impression in front of them. The ones who had been heckled the most just now still felt guilty.

Why are Chen Langjun and Master Li here?

Not sure how much they heard.

Wang Genyi felt a lot more at ease and calmed down.

Until I can no longer throw the pot, I simply throw my hands around and imitate the person who failed several times but still smiled and acted relaxedly.

The husband can at least gain a reputation of being calm and calm, and not being surprised by favors or humiliations.

I also wanted to express my meaning through poetry, but unfortunately it was not sincere enough, and the poetry was not as brilliant as before.

Fortunately, I can fool it.

Once a poem is finished, not a single strand has been invested in it. No matter how much you pretend not to care, it is just a temporary performance.

Before he could pretend anymore, Wang Genyi hurriedly surrendered and left the field. When he got outside the field, he looked back at Zhao Benzhu.

Zhao Benzhu turned around and said something to Zhao Laosan. Zhao Laosan lowered his head slightly and listened to him. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

It was rare for Taifu Li and Chen Jingzhi to come to see them, and the gentlemen were all very motivated and wanted to show off.

Soon the next gentleman took the lead and entered the stage, blocking Wang Genyi's sight.

Wang Genyi withdrew his gaze and stepped back a little further.