"Hey, hey... Alright, here I come!" Duke Zhongwu wiped away a cold sweat and walked out of the house with unsteady steps.
As he passed Qin Zhouli, he patted him on the back of the head and asked in a low voice, "So, are you confident?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhouli immediately jumped up and pointed at the wall in a soft, exaggerated voice, saying, "Dad! They said that little princess climbed over that wall! Even Big Brother couldn't climb over that wall!"
In the mind of a brat of this age, the simple idea is that the higher he can climb over the wall, the more accurately he can throw the arrows in the game of pitch-pot.
Coincidentally, Duke Zhongwu thought so too.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense! Otherwise, I'd let you find someone even better. I'm telling you, we have to win today!"
Qin Zhouli looked at his father's fierce expression, his eyes twitching, and asked cautiously:
"Dad, how much is that longbow worth? If it's really too much... my brother and I can lend you some of our savings? Grandma probably won't have time to check the accounts these days, so please make up the difference as soon as possible, Dad. She shouldn't find out!"
The way he gave the instructions was so practiced; it's obvious he's done this kind of work a lot!
However, this time, the Duke of Zhongwu still frowned and said in a low voice, "This time it's not about money!"
As he spoke, he solemnly patted his son on the shoulder and sighed deeply, "Son, the lives of over a hundred people in our family depend entirely on you!"
Qin Zhouli: ...?
After a long while, Qin Zhouli scratched the back of his head and said blankly, "Father, what heinous crime have you committed that could get you killed, or have you contracted some terminal illness? Why are you suddenly entrusting your children to others? And are you confused because of your illness? You should tell my eldest brother about this."
Duke Zhongwu's fat face darkened, and he raised his hand, slapping Qin Zhouli away. "You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting! Hurry up, if you lose, I'll deal with you first!" And then wait to be dealt with...
As they were talking, a servant placed the copper pot used for pitching in the middle of the courtyard, and the six children who were going to pitch in the pot stood obediently in front of their respective copper pots.
"Come on, both of you, who will go first?" Duke Zhongwu said with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at the six little kids in front of him. His smile was especially bright and flattering when he looked down at the shortest little bundle of milk.
"Can I go first?" The little boy, with his dimples, turned to look at the older boy behind him and asked in a childish voice.
Zhuo Wenshan looked at the little boy's round, bright eyes, blinking rapidly. By the time he came to his senses, he had already said "okay" several times with a silly grin.
Meanwhile, Qin Zhouli, the young man who always volunteered for the top seat, had the words "big tiger" on his mind and couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Zhou Li, don't be a coward! Look at you, you're just a little baby! Watch how I turn the tide in one game! Don't say I bullied a little girl later."
Clearly, this person hadn't heard what the Duke Zhongwu and his son had just said.
Soon enough, the little boy and the purple-robed older brother stood in front of the copper kettle.
"Do you guys in the capital stand this close together when you play pitch-pot?" the little girl exclaimed, holding a bamboo arrow that was almost as tall as her.
Upon hearing this, the young boy in the purple robe immediately straightened his neck and said boldly, "This, this is because I'm taking care of my little sister's young age and strength, and I was afraid you wouldn't be able to throw it over! If my little sister thinks it's too short, then it's up to you! I can do it!"
He spoke so quickly that it was too late for Qin Zhouli to stop him. All she could do was punch him hard, "Will you die if you don't pretend?!"
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