A beautiful daughter came to the Xiangfu

Zhuang Weining stood in the crowd, looking a little lazy and with a pale face, as if he was not feeling well.

Lin Qingyang looked at her, smiled and nodded.

"Of course I am willing. I have been in the capital for some time. I have no reason to refuse to have fun with everyone today."

Originally, the focus of the banquet was on Lin Qingyang, but just now, regarding Su Siyan's reputation as a talented woman, someone spoke up for Zhuang Weining, and as a result, everyone's attention turned to who was the better player of pitching pots, Su or Zhuang Weining?

Su was concerned about her reputation, but she didn't want to damage the reputation of the Duke of Qing's family. She just wanted to embarrass Lin Qingyang a little.

Lin Meir had people prepare bamboo arrows for three people and ordered several servants to serve on the side.

Zhuang Weining looked at the arrow in the servant's hand, touched it, and then looked at Lin Qingyang and everyone else.

"In a normal game of pot tossing, eight arrows are used, one for each person. Today, there are many people, so why not change the rules? Each of us has five arrows, and we throw them four times. As for how to distribute them, you can decide for yourself, and there is no need to discuss winning or losing. This is an ancient ritual, and now it is just a game."

Zhuang Weining spoke, and Su Siyan didn't know what to say. These five arrows would be thrown four times, so one of them would be thrown with both hands. Although he was not sure of the chances of winning, this was different from the previous rules, so it didn't matter whether he won or lost.

No one objected, and the game began.

Three people stand in a row and throw in turn.

Su Siyan was the first to throw. He threw an arrow and hit the target. The "referee" next to him shouted "Youchu", meaning the first arrow went in.

Lin Meir signaled to him that he didn't need to shout, it was just a game and he didn't need to take it seriously, so the man remained silent.

The second one was Zhuang Weining, the daughter of Duke Qing. Her first throw was also an arrow, and it hit the target.

Lin Qingyang was the third person to throw and also hit the target.

The first person to appear in the second round was Zhuang Weining. This time he "hit the mark continuously". The person next to him was about to shout out the score, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he remembered that the girl had told him not to sing out the score.

Lin Qingyang followed and hit the target just like Zhuang Weining.

Su Siyan also "hit the mark" as well.

In the third round, Lin Qingyang came out first. She held the arrows in both hands and threw them hard. Both arrows fell into the pot.

"Wow, what great skills this girl has!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

There were also whispers, "He's from the countryside, but he's such a good pitcher."

After hearing this, Lin Qingyang secretly glanced at Lin Meir who was not far away. Her face did not look very good at this moment.

Su Siyan also threw with both hands, but only one arrow fell outside.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhuang Weining, who appeared last. She still looked calm.

Zhuang Weining also held the arrow in both hands. It seemed that everyone was shooting two arrows.

When she was standing and playing the pot-tossing game, she swung her arms and two arrows flew out in the same arc.

"Hit!" There was an exclamation from the crowd.

The two arrows not only hit the target, but also hit the two ears next to the pot.

Zhuang Weining threw the last arrow, and everyone thought she would definitely hit the target. However, the last arrow she threw with one hand fell to the ground.

Su Siyan's last throw hit the "ear" on the side of the pot with one hand. Although it was a little worse than Zhuang Weining's two ears, at least he saved some face.

The last one to throw was Lin Qingyang. She had hit the target with the first few arrows. Everyone's eyes were on her, wondering if she could hit all of them.

Lin Qingyang held the bamboo arrow in his hand and threw it with all his strength, but the arrow fell to the ground.

Each of these three people fell with an arrow.

"Well, it seems that none of us can master the pot, and none of us can be called masters, so let's just have fun on our own!"

Zhuang Weining spoke, and the others stopped talking. But everyone could see that Zhuang Weining's skills were probably the best. As for the last arrow, Lin Qingyang and Zhuang Weining both missed it, and it was unknown whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Lin Meir brought everyone back to the banquet, but when everyone sat down, they found that two people were missing.

Lin Qingyang actually didn't like this kind of occasion, and Zhuang Weining rarely attended such banquets. At this time, the two of them hid in a pavilion on one side of the garden.

"I heard that the daughter of the Duke of Qing doesn't like this kind of occasion. It seems that she didn't come to the Prime Minister's residence willingly today!"

Lin Qingyang sat on the stone bench, staring at Zhuang Weining.

Zhuang Weining didn't expect that Lin Qingyang not only saw it, but also said it out loud.

“You are really interesting, girl. When we were playing the pot tossing just now, if I hit the target, you hit the target too, and if I didn’t hit the target, you didn’t hit the target either. You don’t want to be in the spotlight!” Zhuang Weining smiled, revealing a pair of dimples on the corners of her mouth.

There were only two of them in the pavilion. Their maids were standing not far outside the pavilion, and there were not many people around.

Lin Qingyang noticed that the Zhuang Weining here was very different from the Zhuang Weining in front of others.

"Although you are the daughter of a duke, you cannot call someone a maid. I don't know your age, so it's best if we call you by your name."

Zhuang Weining raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I was born in the winter of the Jiayin year." After that, he looked at Lin Qingyang and motioned for her to tell him her age.

Lin Qingyang raised the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows curved: "I was also born in the year of Jiayin, the month of chrysanthemum."

"Since you are older than me, I will call you sister for now. However, my coming to the Prime Minister's residence is not a special matter. Your mother was also a remarkable woman in the capital, and you are the Prime Minister's granddaughter. If you think carefully, both of us have some relationship with the Queen Mother, so we can be considered relatives."

Yes, Lin Qingyang’s grandmother and the Queen Mother were sisters, Zhuang Weining’s mother was the Queen Mother’s biological daughter, and Lin Qingyang called Prince Xiao An his cousin, but in fact, he was Zhuang Weining’s biological cousin.

"It feels like we've known each other for a long time today, sister. If I invite you to a gathering at my mansion in the future, you must not refuse!"

"I just arrived in the capital. I went to the palace a few days ago and have not left the house at other times. If Miss Guogong wants me to go out of the house, I am willing to do so."

Zhuang Weining, who had hooked up with the Duke's Mansion, found an excuse for himself to leave the house. It seemed that Lin Meir's banquet was well organized.

"Miss Zhuang, you don't look well, but you may be feeling unwell." Lin Qingyang always wanted to ask.

"I was born prematurely, so I'm not feeling well from time to time, but it's nothing serious."

Lin Qingyang observed Zhuang Weining carefully and indeed it seemed that he had a congenital deficiency, but it was nothing serious.

Zhuang Weining asked Lin Qingyang.

"The day after tomorrow I plan to go to Zhaohua Temple outside the city to pay homage. I wonder if Sister Qingyang is interested."

"I'm interested, of course I'm interested. I can go and pray for the Queen Mother and Grandpa, or I can go out and take a walk."

Zhuang Weining's proposal made Lin Qingyang very happy. Seeing Lin Qingyang agree immediately, Zhuang Weining finally breathed a sigh of relief. This party at the Prime Minister's Mansion was meaningless. If no one insisted on coming, she would not bother to attend any banquet.

Fortunately, I finally "invited" Lin Qingyang out. Now the mission is completed, I can go back and ask for the reward from that person.