"The Mohist school is truly extraordinary. They can even create such a unique thing."
"Your Highness, how much did you pay for this music box? I want to buy one too."
"My grandmother's birthday is coming soon. I'll give her a music box. She'll definitely be happy."
Pei Qian was very proud, "This music box can't be bought even if you have money. It's only because I have a good relationship with Mo Shiqi that I can get it."
Xue Huan stared at the music box without blinking. Pei Ji asked in her ear, "Do you want it?"
She nodded.
She didn't know exactly when and by whom the music box was invented, but she knew it was invented by foreigners, and not too long ago, probably within the last three hundred years - according to the modern time when she traveled through time.
But now, she saw this thing in ancient time and space.
Could it be that someone has traveled from the modern era like her?
Or is it that similar inventions already existed in ancient times, but were not recorded later?
She remembered seeing a video before she traveled through time, which said that some things in ancient times were very similar to modern items and were suspected to have been invented by time travelers, such as a copper tool similar to a router, a ruler that was almost identical to the modern one, high heels, etc.
Thinking of these things that were suspected to be invented by time travelers, she became uncertain again.
After all, the wisdom of the ancients is no less than that of modern people. The music box that Pei Qian took out was invented by the Mohists, and it uses mechanical techniques rather than mechanical principles.
Moreover, this world is not a purely ancient world, but a fantasy world where immortal cultivation civilization once existed. Spells, talismans, refining equipment and other "unscientific" things all exist in reality. Isn't she proficient in them herself?
However, she still wanted to take the music box and have a look at it. If possible, she also wanted to meet and talk with its inventor.
The pitching pot competition was held in the open space in front of Fangjing Tower.
Two servants came over, each holding a long-necked copper pot, and placed it in the appropriate position so that the two copper pots were on the same level.
Xue Huan saw that the servant had sprinkled a handful of red beans into the pot. She felt strange and quietly asked Pei Ji why he put the red beans there.
Pei Ji also whispered to her: "It is to prevent the arrows from being thrown in and bounced out."
Xue Huan thought about it and was immediately deeply impressed.
The way the two of them were whispering caught Wang Tianyou's attention, and he became more certain of his guess.
The way His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at Zhao Yu, he was so angry that he would twist his head off and use it as a stool if these two people didn't order anything!
Not only Wang Tianyou, but also the relationship between Pei Ji and Xue Huan was noticed by some people with ulterior motives.
The tools for pitching pots were ready, and Pei Qian, as the host, took on the role of host.
He first asked Pei Ji, the most distinguished person present, "Third brother, do you want to come and play?"
Although he asked this, he actually didn't want Pei Ji to participate. If he participated, then everyone else present wouldn't have to play and could just admit defeat.
Tou Hu evolved from the ritual of archery, and Pei Ji's riding and archery skills were naturally beyond the reach of these playboys present.
The gap between the two sides is separated by a dimensional wall.
Although Pei Ji wanted to win the music box for Xue Huan, if he really participated in the competition, it would be tantamount to bullying. So, as Pei Qian wished, he shook his head and said, "You guys go ahead and have fun."
Pei Qian and the other playboys all breathed a sigh of relief.
Pei Ji didn't participate, but Xue Huan wanted to go and have some fun.
Participants are divided into groups of two and stand about five or six meters away from the copper pot. Each of them has eight arrows in their quiver, and they will have no more arrows after throwing them all. The one who hits the most arrows wins.
Xue Huan was paired with a young man in his early twenties. When they entered the stage, the man bowed and saluted towards her: "My name is Liu Xian. May I know your name, brother?"
Although the two are opponents, throwing pots is both a game and a form of etiquette, so they must be polite, otherwise they will lose their composure.
Liu Xian? Xue Huan's heart skipped a beat when she heard the name. Isn't Yang Lian's (Xue's mother's stepsister) son named Liu Xian? His age also fits.
"My name is Zhao Yu, nice to meet you, Brother Liu. May I ask if you are the son of Minister Liu?"
"Exactly."
Xue Huan didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. She met the Liu family here before she went to look for them.
She smiled at Liu Xian.
Just as Pei Qian announced "The competition begins," a voice suddenly interrupted, "Wait!"
The person who spoke was a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old. This boy was Prince An's late-born son, Pei Jingxing.
Prince An is the emperor's cousin, a leisurely prince, and an old dandy in the royal family. Naturally, he dotes on this late-born son in every way. As a result, Pei Jingxing has developed a fearless character and a silly and stupid spirit.
At this moment, he said without a care in the world, "What's the point of just watching the pot-tossing game? Let's have a bet. I bet on Brother Liu to win. Do you want to play?"
These playboys may not be good at other things, but when it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, they are really better than others. Take the game of pitching pots for example, Liu Xian is an expert at it and can be said to be invincible in the whole capital. He has never met an opponent so far, so Pei Jingxing is quite confident in him.
Although that Young Master Zhao was brought by the Crown Prince, his skills in pitching pots were not necessarily that great.
Pei Jingxing took the lead, and seeing that Pei Ji did not show any displeasure, everyone opened their purses and took out money.
"I bet Brother Liu will win too!"
Everyone present had witnessed Liu Xian's pitching skills, but they had no idea what level Zhao Yu was at. Even if he could play, he couldn't be better than Liu Xian, right?
With this mentality, most people bet that Liu Xian would win.
Only a few people placed their bets on Xue Huan.
Wang Tianyou is one of them.
Pei Qian was the same, but he didn't have much trust in Xue Huan's pitching skills. He did it purely because she was brought by Pei Ji.
As the master, he couldn't openly despise the prince's people.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince bet on Young Master Zhao to win." Pei Ji's follower Changtian handed a purse to Pei Jingxing.
The purse has a black background with a golden dragon embroidered on it, it is exquisite and noble, and it is obvious that it belongs to the prince.
The group of playboys were all shocked. They didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would actually join their bet and even bet his own money.
It seems that the relationship between the prince and Zhao Yu is really unusual.
The betting is done, and we just have to wait for the results.
This time the competition really started and no one interrupted it.
Liu Xian gestured to Xue Huan, "Brother Zhao, come first."
Xue Huan felt that it didn't matter who came first, so she didn't hesitate and nodded, "Okay."
Now it was Liu Xian's turn to be surprised. He had just been being polite and humble. He thought Zhao Yu would also politely decline, and then he would continue to give in. In this way, he could show his magnanimity, right?
Who would have thought that Zhao Yu would not follow the script at all and just go ahead directly.
But the words had already been spoken, and he could only suppress the frustration in his heart. He smiled and watched Xue Huan take the arrow and shoot it, with a calm attitude that showed he was not worried about losing at all.
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