When the apocalypse comes, salted fish will only make bubbles

Once the officer's decision is announced, it must be implemented immediately, so Li Ying has no time to think about anything else.

He watched helplessly as the officer took out a ball of rags from behind, shook it at everyone happily, and then announced loudly:

"To be fair, whoever grabs the embroidered ball when tossing it will have the opportunity."

Li Ying: ...Is this what is called not doing things according to common sense! This is a bad idea from someone who has no brains. This is not a girl who chooses a groom and throws some hydrangeas!

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To be honest, when Ma Fei took out the balled-up rag head, he was shy and resistant in his heart. Who would have thought that he, a majestic army commander, would actually propose to the big guys such a selection game that ladies like to play? .

Originally, according to his intention, he would just call the person by name and get the person named Li Ying into the tent and everything would be fine.

But Young Master Pei did not follow common sense and insisted on providing such an opportunity for fair competition.

The competition was nothing more than throwing embroidered balls. As soon as these words came out, he was the first to blush.

However, there was no other way. He had to do what Mr. Pei asked him to do, and he had to do it well.

Fortunately, as soon as his proposal came out, most people were in favor of it. It doesn't matter what form it takes now, what they care about is the result.

He did what he said, and Ma Fei soon started to organize things.

However, the ball of rags in his hand was stuffed into Zhu Daneng's arms before the start. To preserve justice, he, the person in charge, still had to avoid suspicion.

Zhu Daneng had this intention. He took the rag ball and went up to the high platform. While throwing the ball with a smile, he winked at Li Ying in the crowd from a distance, as if he had everything under control.

And Li Ying never expected that this ridiculous hydrangea ball plan could really be realized, especially when the person holding the hydrangea ball was Zhu Daneng, who was about five years old, thick, with a gray face and a big belly. Thinking about such a scene of throwing hydrangea balls is enough to irritate your eyes. .

But in order to get a chance to compete fairly, let alone throwing embroidered balls, there are people who support even playing blind and blind.

Looking at the men, women, old and young gathered around, all of them looked miserable, but they all saw hope at the moment when the ball of rags was held high.

Li Ying's heart was full of emotions. Look at what this world has forced people to do. In order to seek help and find an explanation, let them go back to the primitive era. I'm afraid no one will raise any objections.

And he was not like this, especially when he saw that the person throwing the embroidered ball turned out to be Zhu Daneng, his hopes were magnified countless times.

At this time, Li Ying probably guessed their relationship. It seemed that Pei Shao and Zhu Daneng were not unrelated persons. They either knew the officer or were one of their own.

Looking at it this way, their identities are really not simple.

Thinking of this, Li Ying suddenly had an incredible idea. Could his benefactor named Pei also be from the imperial capital?

If he thinks more boldly, is he really related to the young master of the Pei family that Tang Shisen is so keen on, or is he the real one?

If it was really as he suspected, wouldn't Pei Yang be a fake? How would Tang Shisen feel if he knew that he had cautiously picked up the wrong person?

Oh, he really wanted to see his expression when he failed to draw water from the bamboo basket. It was absolutely wonderful.

"Li Ying, what should we do? How can we rob with so many people? We are not big men."

Mei Sang was much more pessimistic than him. Not only was it difficult to move around due to crowds, but even if he did grab it, there was no guarantee that it would not be snatched away by others again.

Neither she nor Li Ying was strong, and they might even get hit on the head and bleed.

"Don't be afraid, just do your best."

Li Ying could only comfort Mei Sang in this way. Although Zhu Daneng gave him the signal, the reality was that the situation was so chaotic and out of control. Even if Zhu Daneng had the intention to throw the hydrangea to him, he might not be sure to catch it.

However, when the opportunity comes, he must try his best to fight for it.

Time waits for no one. Under Ma Fei's repeated urging, Zhu Daneng finally raised his arms and prepared to throw the ball. Everyone's eyes were focused on his hands.

There were obviously many people at the scene, but the surroundings were eerily silent.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and held their breath, and all the muscles in their bodies were tense to the limit, just waiting for the moment when the rag ball fell from their hands to fight for it with all their strength.

However, at this critical moment, someone suddenly called to stop: "Wait a minute."

"what?"

Zhu Daneng stopped his movements forcibly, and then looked at the owner of the voice with a puzzled look on his face: "What's wrong?"

Everyone in the audience let out a sigh of relief almost at the same time, and then looked towards the side of the high platform.

There was a tall young man standing there, who looked familiar upon closer inspection. Isn't this the one they suspected of offending the big guy just now?

"Mr. Pei, what is this..."

Ma Fei was equally puzzled, but before he finished asking, he saw Pei Chonglin take a long step and climbed onto the high platform.

"Master?"

Zhu Daneng looked at him with a ball of rags. He could easily finish the job by himself without any help.

Unexpectedly, Pei Chonglin stretched out his hand directly towards him: "I'll come."

"You come?"

Zhu Daneng was even more surprised. The reason why he came to the stage just now was because the young master pushed him. From the beginning to the end, he never thought about what he would do.

Pei Chonglin raised his eyebrows and looked at him, then lowered his voice and reminded him: "What, otherwise you want to hit someone to death with a ball of cloth?"

Originally he didn't want to come forward, but just now his eyelids were twitching rapidly when he saw it in the audience.

Zhu Daneng was so excited that he moved his arms so fast and powerfully that he wanted to throw the ball of cloth into Li Ying's arms immediately.

But he forgot that he was a power user. Even if he didn't use his powers, the strength he exerted was incomparable.

Going out at once was like throwing a shot put. He was sure that if that kid Li Ying dared to catch it, he would either die or be disabled, and the end would be miserable.

In line with the principle of saving people to the end, Pei Chonglin had to stop Hercules Zhu's actions and went on stage himself.

Hehe, Mr. Pei never expected that he would personally implement the idea he came up with.

If you grab the cloth head, just say grab the cloth head. It's all Ma Fei's fault that he insists on throwing the hydrangea.

Now he is the one who throws embroidery balls to choose a good son-in-law. The key is to cheat openly in broad daylight. He really gives Li Ying too much face.

Thinking of this, Pei Chonglin's face darkened instantly. He was not a big girl, so he had chosen a good son-in-law. It was enough to say that Li Ying looked like an embroidered lady.

"Oh oh oh! Sorry, I just forgot to stop my strength."

Only then did Zhu Daneng realize that he was overly excited and almost killed his younger brother. He quickly handed over the cloth and then gave him a cheering gesture: "Young Master, you must hit the target!"

Li Yingke was right in front of him. The young master really had to go out and get him back in person. Otherwise, if he wasn't sincere enough, how could he borrow his whistle to enjoy it?