He became annoyed in hindsight.

He thought he was lucky enough, but he didn't expect the fourth to have a better head! He also said that it was a fluke, how could he have won the top spot by luck!

Xue Yunsu was so angry that Xue Yan hit his gun.

Xue Yan glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

His sarcasm was heard by the Qing Ping Emperor in the distance. Hearing the noise, Xue Yan didn't go, so he smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Emperor Qing Ping was already annoyed by their mother and son, and now he is even more disgusted with his appearance. He can't hide his thoughts, his emotions are all on his face, and he always likes to stir up trouble during the festival.

Too royal.

Now listening to him rush over to complain, Emperor Qing Ping felt even more disgust in his heart.

The king has always been a king for a long time. Whether this person is doing the right thing or not depends on whether or not his Majesty dislikes him.

If in the past, Emperor Qing Ping was willing to turn a blind eye, then Xue Yunsu did nothing wrong. But if Emperor Qing Ping hated and saved enough, suddenly became serious and started to hate him, then the wrong things he did in the past will all be settled together today.

"The fifth one, go teach him, it's just a lucky draw for the New Year's Eve."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xue Yunsu and cast a warning look.

Xue Yunsu naturally couldn't understand the meaning in his eyes, so he immediately took a bucket of cold water and quenched his anger.

Now, instead of being favored by the father, the father is displeased. It can be said that he has lost his wife and lost his army.

He closed his mouth and quietly stepped aside.

However, through his voice, everyone in the Changchun Building knew that Xue Yan would not throw a pot. Immediately, the concubines and princes present, and the eunuchs and palace maids standing beside them all turned their attention to Xue Yan.

For a time, the four were silent.

Xue Yunhuan followed Xue Yan to the place where the pot was thrown. The little **** next to him brought an arrow, Xue Yan took one and looked at the copper pot in the distance.

This great hall is especially wide, and the pot is about halfway out. Facing him was the emperor sitting on the dragon chair, Xue Yan raised his eyes and looked up, then withdrew his gaze.

This thought came to him quite naturally, just as common as others think of what they want to eat for lunch.

Beside him, Xue Yunhuan was still chattering about the rules with him.

"If the arrow is thrown into the mouth of the pot, it is considered a hit, otherwise it is a miss. If the arrow passes through the two ears of the pot, it is called the ear, and the points earned Counting as double…”

Xue Yan raised the arrow and gestured slowly.

There is a 60% chance. he thought. As long as the guards on both sides are not strong in martial arts and can stop his arrows, then he has a 70% chance of killing him.

At this time, in the eyes of others, he was just listening to Xue Yunhuan's introduction and making gestures to throw the pot.

He is not afraid of burning jade with the emperor here, but he still has other things to do, not only to avenge the king of Yan, but also to take back the land of Yan.

What's more, the little peacock can't scare him.

Thinking this way, Xue Yan showed a playful smile in his eyes and took the arrow back.

Xue Yunhuan, who was next to him, didn't notice that Xue Yancai's murderous intention was looming.

"...It's extremely difficult to pierce your ears, so don't think about leaning on the pole. You just shoot according to the mouth of the pot, as long as you throw an arrow in it, you are considered to be very talented. After Xue Yunhuan introduced the rules wholeheartedly, he fell in love with Xue Yan.

Xue Yan glanced at him.

Oh, I didn't really listen to this.

Just listening to Xue Yunhong throwing three piercing ears just now, the little **** who reported the results was more and more excited every time, and the people next to him became more and more surprised. It must be quite powerful.

What did he just say, lean on the pole?

"You say it again, what does leaning on a pole look like?" Xue Yan asked lightly.

Xue Yunhuan was taken aback.

Good guy, you didn't listen to me in the banquet just now, and now you're in front of the imperial court, why don't you listen to me? How hard do I speak?

Xue Yunhuan gritted his teeth and repeated it.

"Leaning on the pole means that after the arrow hits the mouth of the pot, it does not fall to the bottom, but leans against the mouth of the pot."

Xue Yan snorted.

"Don't try this..."

Before Xue Yunhuan could say anything, he saw Xue Yan picked up the arrow in his hand and threw it forward, and the arrow flew out.

"You...!" Xue Yunhuan felt that this person could really understate himself to be mad at himself.

Xue Yunhuan looked and saw that the arrow was firmly hanging on the mouth of the pot, reclining, and the tip of the arrow was against the neck of the pot.

…and throw a leaning pole?

Next, he heard Xue Yan ask in a low voice, "Is that so?"

Xue Yunhuan was almost crazy.

That's right, isn't it? How can this person make a hit when he hits a shot? Could it be that he just pretended to be "no" or "never voted"?

Xue Yunhuan was dumbfounded and didn't say a word for a long time, until Xue Yan asked again, he came back to his senses.

"Of course it's leaning on a pole!" Xue Yunhuan said. "Have you really never thrown a pot?"

Xue Yan hummed lightly.

"Too many arrows, but the same principle." He said lightly, and took out another arrow.

It is the same. If the kung fu of archery has reached the level of perfection, then the control of the head and the strength will be handy. If there is a difference, it's just that archery is more useful, and this throwing pot is just a sleight of hand for fun.

Besides, Xue Yunhong, who was watching quietly, clenched his fist in his sleeve involuntarily.

…It’s Xue Yan again.

A few months ago, he came back from Yandi, just in time to catch up with the emperor's exam school prince. Regardless of literary and martial arts, Xue Yunhong has always been top-notch, but he has restrained a little bit, and every time he just wins by a little bit, he can be brilliant without appearing to show off.

At that time, although he knew that Xue Yan was highly skilled in martial arts, he couldn't teach him any culture if he wanted to come to the wild land of Yan. Dayong has always valued literature over martial arts, so Xue Yunhong naturally ignored him.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yan easily won his first place.

So this time, he didn't hide his strength any more, and he had to show his true abilities in full, just to show off his brilliance and overshadow Xue Yan's limelight.

Who knows...the first arrow hit him two ears.

He was once again overshadowed by Xue Yan. Fang Cai's excellent performance was like throwing a brick to attract jade, which was used to set off Xue Yan.

Xue Yunhong clenched his fists, restrained his emotions, and still maintained a calm demeanor.

He thought, to hold back.

However, he couldn't help but look at Emperor Qingping on the seat.

My father never liked Xue Yan, even if he cast a rare leaning pole, what's the use?

However, unexpectedly, he saw surprise in the eyes of Emperor Qing Ping, and a touch of thoughtfulness, like seeing another person through Xue Yan.

…Another person whom Emperor Qing Ping misses.

And over there, Xue Yan didn't pay attention to everyone's expressions. With Xue Yunhuan's permission, he took another arrow, looked up at the pot, and threw it straight out.

With the heavy swing of the cloak, there was another clang.

When everyone saw it, it was another leaning on the pole.

Unusually, this arrow and the previous one were at peace with each other, and they did not touch the arrow at all.

This has never been seen before.

Suddenly, the entire hall was silent, and everyone stared at the small copper pot in stunned silence.

It is rare to see two leaning poles in a row, how can it be possible that the rear arrow does not touch the front arrow and hangs on the neck of the pot together?

Xue Yunhuan was stunned for a long time before she spoke stiffly. As soon as she said it, it was incoherent: "You, you, you..."

Xue Yan gave him a strange look and asked, "Is this okay?"

He really doesn't know the rules of throwing pots.

Next, he picked up another arrow, and before Xue Yunhuan made a sound, he raised his hand and threw it out.

With a clanging sound, the arrow hit the two arrows in the pot, and the two arrows fell into the pot steadily.

And the third arrow, which was used as a weapon, was still firmly leaning on the neck of the pot.

The third leaning pole.

This is where others have to be careful, hold the game that took a long time to start, and leave it here with Xue Yan, it is like a joke matter.

"Is that right?" He looked at Xue Yunhuan with a calm expression and asked lightly.

Xue Yunhuan looked straight at him.

For a moment, he came back to his senses, hooked Xue Yan's neck, and put his shoulders.

"How did you do it, teach me!"

The rude feelings towards Xue Yan just now disappeared, and they even forgot that he is a evil star who will bring disaster.

He sounded as if he had finally awakened the others. The concubines and concubines present were discussing, and even the palace servants next to each other whispered in admiration. Full of excitement.

In the center of everyone's attention, Xue Yan frowned quietly.

He never liked physical touch, and he disliked Xue Yunhuan a little.

He raised his hand and removed Xue Yunhuan from his body. Immediately afterwards, he looked in the direction of Jun Huailang like instinct.

Sure enough, he is also looking at himself.

Xue Yan saw that he was smiling at himself. Those dark eyes were full of surprises. Those eyes, just like when he saw the glazed lamp just now, gleamed.

There was only one thought left in Xue Yan's mind.

He wants to take care of Jun and get the lamp.