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Zhao Ming smiled smugly, very satisfied, so he grabbed a handful of arrows and handed them to Fu Tinghan, "Try it."

Fu Tinghan took over. Because of Zhao Hanzhang and because he was living in troubled times, he exercised every day and occasionally practiced archery, so he was quite confident.

He took a look at the copper kettle, stretched out his hand and threw it away. The arrow grazed the mouth of the pot and fell outside.

Fu Tinghan was not hit, but adjusted the angle with great interest and continued to throw. The arrow flew over the mouth of the pot and landed behind it.

Zhao Ming comforted him, "It's just that the strength is not well controlled. The angle and accuracy are not bad. Just reduce the strength."

Fu Tinghan thought so too, so he reduced his strength and threw the third arrow. The arrow fell in front of the spout of the pot.

Zhao Ming:......

Fu Tinghan did not believe in evil, so he took the arrows in his hand and threw them out one by one without haste. It was such a coincidence that none of them hit the mark. They all just rubbed the mouth of the pot and almost fell down.

One of them was already spinning around the mouth of the pot, but maybe because the angle was a little off, it still poured out of the mouth of the pot after spinning around.

People nearby crowded over to watch the fun. Many people missed the shot, but with so many arrows, he was the only one who couldn't make a shot.

Zhao Hanzhang blinked, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll come, I'll come."

Immediately, a government servant came forward and picked up all the arrows scattered on the ground and handed them to Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang took one, compared it with himself, and then threw one lightly. The arrow drew a graceful curve in mid-air and fell into the mouth of the pot.

Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Hanzhang also became happy, took another one, threw it out after comparing, and entered the mouth of the pot again. The crowd burst into cheers, and someone shouted, "County Lord, you have to throw in ten."

Fu Tinghan looked at Zhao Hanzhang, who seemed to be glowing next to him, and couldn't help but smile. He simply turned around and took the arrow from the Yamen servant's arms and handed one to her.

Zhao Hanzhang took the arrow and thought for a moment, then closed one eye and aimed at his right ear. With a slight movement of his hand, the arrow flew out and inserted directly into the pot's right ear.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into even louder cheers.

Fu Tinghan smiled and handed her the arrows, and Zhao Hanzhang took them one by one and threw them forward. Each one hit the mouth of the pot and both ears. In the end, she seemed to no longer need to aim and gesture, and threw the arrows as soon as they came into her hand.

The last arrow squeezed into his right ear, and Zhao Hanzhang finally stopped, but the enthusiasm of the people around him was at its highest, clamoring for Zhao Hanzhang to do it again.

Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Today is your holiday. This is for you to play. Now I will step aside and watch you guys play."

When the young men and teenagers heard this, they were so ambitious that they immediately rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to show off. The girls were not to be outdone and squeezed into the crowd to line up.

The husband who wanted to jump in line was pushed out unceremoniously by them, "I'm not ashamed, a good man actually jumped in line and went to the back."

Zhao Hanzhang looked over when he heard the sound. The young man who was looked at turned red, raised his sleeves to cover his face and walked back.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and got out of the way. The girls immediately screamed and crowded forward to stand where she once stood.

Among them, Fan Ying is the fastest and most flexible.

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned for a moment. Seeing her excitedly hugging the arrow on the table, he couldn't help but get entangled. She remembered that officials in the yamen could throw pots to demonstrate, but they could not get rewards.

After all, they have to maintain order and make fair decisions during these two days. The referees are all participating in the competition, which is a bit unfair to the candidates.

Zhao Hanzhang had been squeezed out, and Fu Tinghan raised his hand to hold her shoulders to prevent others from squeezing her.

Seeing her looking at Fan Ying with a confused look on her face, she smiled and said, "They are just playing, they won't break the rules by accepting prizes."

Fan Ying's admiration for Zhao Hanzhang is known to the whole county government. She is always the first to express support for Zhao Hanzhang's policies and implement them with all her strength. Even Fu Tinghan, who formulated policies with Zhao Hanzhang, cannot compare with her.

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the excited Fan Ying, nodded slightly, and invited Zhao Ming to play at the next competition point, "Uncle, we have set up many competitions, including embroidery and needlework. Do you want to try it?"

Zhao Ming glanced at her, "Shouldn't you try this kind of competition?"

Having said that, Zhao Ming also looked at the competition points to save face. Their arrival made the young ladies who were sitting in the competition excited, and the hands holding the needles trembled.

This is about threading the needle, whoever threads the needle the fastest and the most wins. There are even better grinding bean flours over there.

Zhao Hanzhang put three large grinders there in one breath. Within the specified time, the three of them started grinding the soybean flour at the same time. Whoever grinded the most and the finest one would be rewarded.

Zhao Ming nodded. These projects are basically related to people's livelihood, and Zhao Hanzhang is indeed very attentive.

Zhu Chuan and others were also watching the fun in the crowd. Originally they didn't bother to watch this kind of civilian competition, but it was too lively outside. In addition, Zhu Chuan was very interested in it and invited him enthusiastically. The young masters followed. Woke up.

As soon as they arrived, they happened to meet Zhao Ming throwing a pot. Before they had time to say anything, they saw Fu Tinghan's arrow miss. Before they had time to laugh, they saw Zhao Hanzhang's arrows all hit.

So the young masters fell silent, and even Zhuan Zhuan was extremely surprised, "Is Miss Zhao so good at throwing pots?"

One young master said quietly: "She is someone who can repel the rebel army. I heard that before relieving the difficulties in Xiping County, she fought with Shi Le outside Wubao and repelled Shi Le's 5,000 elite army."

Young Master Zhao who was following them said silently in his heart: There are not five thousand people, nor are they elite.

However, he nodded with a serious face and said seriously to the people who came over: "Yes, she fought Shi Le alone at that time and did not fall behind at all. She also killed many Xiongnu and Jiehu soldiers, and then temporarily frightened them away. Our Wubao was temporarily able to take a breather. At that time, her uniform was stained red with blood, and she looked like a Rakshasa."

Therefore, no one in the Zhao clan is innocent of the name of Zhao Hanzhang's female Rakshasa.

Success made Zhao Hanzhang a little more vicious and prestigious in the hearts of all the young masters. Young Master Zhao retired after his success.

He looked around and saw Zhao Kuan and others not far away who were making referees with expressionless faces. He immediately pulled Zhu Chuan and others and said, "The clan brother is there, let's go over and take a look."

Zhao Kuan's booth is filled with riddles, and there are rewards for guessing correctly.

But many of the people who came together were illiterate, so they needed Zhao Kuan to help read the riddles, and then they guessed the answers.

Although the activity only lasted for less than half an hour, he was already numb, with little expression on his face. He mechanically read these riddles over and over again, successfully beating away many people.

Seeing the clan brothers and so many young masters coming over, he didn't have much expression on his face.