"I'll go first."
"Me too."
...
Pitch-pot was originally a game for the nobility, and many noble ladies were eager to try it, standing three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in front of the pot, ready to throw their arrows.
"Ranran, why don't you come with us?" Yun Xiyue invited Yun Qingran.
Yun Qingran glanced at her. Even though the two of them had already fallen out in private, she could still speak to her so gently when others were around. She was quite a character.
"No need, you guys go ahead." Yun Xiyue was putting on an act, and Yun Qingran couldn't very well embarrass her in public, as that would only make her seem arrogant, domineering, and ill-mannered.
The adult world is just that difficult!
"Ranran, are you worried that you won't be able to throw it in? It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't throw it in," Yun Xiyue said softly to comfort her.
"Oh well, it doesn't matter if we lose. The punishment for last place isn't hard; we just have to climb this tree," Liang Jingxue said to Yun Qingran with a smile, pointing to a big tree nearby.
Next door were the young masters of various wealthy families in the capital, separated by a latticed wall. It was extremely indecent for a woman to climb a tree; if Yun Qingran lost, she would have to perform tree climbing in front of all the young masters.
Not only would people see her indecent side, but the tree itself had the guards tamper with it. The top branches were sawed off, so if she climbed up, the branches would break and she would fall into the lake. She mixed her excrement into the silt at the bottom of the lake, and then she would float up with the excrement on her head.
Hahahaha... Just thinking about it makes me feel so good. That little bitch Yun Qingran is finally in my hands.
"Since my cousin and Miss Liang have extended such a warm invitation, it would be wrong of me not to join you." Yun Qingran stood up, interlaced her fingers, and flexed her wrists.
These two idiots must not know that people who know martial arts have exceptionally good aim, and not only that, they can also control their strength.
"Miss Yun, please." Liang Jingxue gestured for her to enter.
The other noble ladies all focused their attention on Yun Qingran. Not only the noble ladies, but also the young men on the other side of the wall stood by the wall, watching the situation on this side.
The maid gave each of the young ladies who were going to play pitch-pot ten arrows. Yun Qingran weighed the arrows in her hand and found that they were too light, which would make her aim much worse when throwing them.
Liang Jingxue, if I don't make you cry for your parents today, I, Yun Qingran, am not human.
One of Yun Qingran's principles is that she will always seek revenge!
"Begin." A maid raised her hand to signal the start.
No sooner had the maid finished speaking than an arrow flew out and was thrown at Liang Jingxue's pot.
The pot was made of bronze, but the arrow seemed to contain immense force, knocking it over with the slightest touch.
After Liang Jingxue's pot fell over, the arrow continued its trajectory without slowing down, heading straight for the pot in front of Yun Xiyue.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
One after the other, both pots tipped over.
Seeing this, Liang Jingxue and Yun Xiyue were both alarmed. In the pitching game, if the pot is knocked over by an arrow, it cannot be picked up and the game must continue.
But the pot is overturned, so how can you possibly put the contents in?
“Yun Qingran, you…” Liang Jingxue glared angrily at Yun Qingran.
"Sorry, it was a slip of the hand." Yun Qingran lowered her head pitifully. "As you all know, I grew up in the countryside and have never played a game like pitch-pot."
Liang Jingxue took a deep breath in anger. She didn't believe it was a slip of the hand; this was a bronze pot, and it was quite heavy.
but
"Ranran, don't be sad. Miss Liang and Miss Yun are both easy-going people and won't blame you." Ning Jitang stepped forward to comfort Yun Qingran.
"Miss Liang, cousin, you won't blame me, will you?" Yun Qingran looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, as she looked at Liang Jingxue and Yun Xiyue.
"Of course not." Liang Jingxue forced a smile and squeezed out these four words through gritted teeth.
That little bitch Yun Qingran knows how to strike first. She and that little bitch Ning Jitang are in cahoots, making it difficult for me to say anything. If I do say something, everyone will think I'm petty.
"Of course my cousin won't blame you," Yun Xiyue said, forcing a smile.
"Then let's continue the competition," Yun Qingran said cheerfully.
The pitching game continued. Yun Qingran picked up her second arrow and threw it into the small hole of the bronze pot in front of her. It went in!
"Oh my, it actually went in!" Yun Qingran exclaimed in an affected manner.
"Great!" The young masters next door cheered when they saw this.
The beauty has made it into the arrow-throwing game, of course I'm happy!
Hearing the cheers, Yun Xiyue felt an urge to go crazy; these cheers used to belong to her.
Yun Qingran picked up the third arrow and threw it into the small hole of the bronze pot again, and it went in!
Another round of cheers erupted!
"Miss Yun, you are really good at pitch-pot!" A noble lady who loves pitch-pot sincerely praised Yun Qingran.
"It's just luck. I've never played pitch-pot before, and I didn't expect it to be so much fun." After saying that, Yun Qingran picked up the remaining seven arrows and threw them all at the small hole in the bronze pot.
Everyone was shocked by her action. What kind of game was this? Throwing seven arrows at once? How could she possibly hit them? After all, she hadn't even found her target.
Unexpectedly, the seven arrows that were thrown scattered after leaving Yun Qingran's hand and fell one by one into the small hole of the bronze pot.
"!!!"
"!!!"
"！！！！！！！"
Everyone was stunned and speechless. How could they even get in!
Liang Jingxue and Yun Xiyue's faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Yay! I'm so lucky! I got them all in! It seems like pitch-pot isn't so hard after all!" Yun Qingran danced with joy, as if she really was lucky to have gotten them in.
Everyone thought Yun Qingran must have been lucky; otherwise, it would have been impossible for so many arrows to be thrown in at once, and all of them to hit small holes.
"Beauties are indeed favored by the heavens."
"She looks so cute when she's happy!"
"What incredible luck! They even got in from here."
...
The young masters next door all sighed at Yun Qingran's good fortune, but only Shen Ning, sitting in the corner, saw through everything. This Miss Yun, she didn't get in by luck, she got in by real ability.
Interesting! Shen Ning was already paying extra attention to Yun Qingran because of Nangong Xu, and now that his family has arranged for him to go on a blind date with her, he is paying even more attention to her.
After Yun Qingran finished throwing, the other noble ladies also began to throw. The one who threw the best shot threw all ten arrows into the holes, nine of which were in the large holes and one in the small hole, for a total of eleven points. The worst shots were Yun Xiyue and Liang Jingxue, who didn't throw any arrows into the holes and got zero points.
In the first match, Yun Qingran won. Except for her first arrow, all her other arrows went into the small hole, scoring a total of eighteen points, seven points ahead of the second-place noblewoman who scored eleven.
"Ranran, you're amazing!" Ning Jitang whispered admiringly to Yun Qingran.
She originally came to support Yun Qingran today, but she ended up carrying the whole thing!
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