"Are you saying that I am wise and powerful?"
The little guy's ears moved.
General Yang laughed heartily, looking at the little fat boy with eyes full of love.
"certainly."
General Yang held the soft dumpling in his arms and introduced the weapons to him.
The little guy listened with great interest.
After General Yang taught him the basics, the little guy started to "aim too high."
"I want to learn this." The little fat boy pointed to the bow on the field.
"This." General Yang hesitated a little. He knew that His Highness was very strong.
If I refuse, I'm afraid His Highness will be unhappy.
"What's wrong?"
General Yang shook his head and said with a smile, "Then Your Highness, why don't you give it a try?"
The little fat boy is quick to follow advice.
The Ghost-Seeing Group, General Yang, and a group of palace maids and eunuchs all stood here.
Watching the little fat boy make a big splash.
When the little guy saw so many people looking at him, ripples appeared in his heart.
The fish is beautiful!
The fat baby was covered with bubbles and was touching the bow under the praise of 1002.
Every soldier in Dazhao is skilled in martial arts, and the bows on the field are only the lightest three-stone ones.
The little fat boy stood beside the bow and arrow.
Hold the bowstring with both hands and exert force.
…A few crows flew by, nothing happened.
The little fat boy was not convinced at all.
"Hai Ya! Wow!" The sound was loud and his face was wrinkled like a bun. He was using all his strength.
The bow and arrow didn't move at all, and couldn't even be pulled.
The training ground was unusually quiet.
"Hey, hey, ah!" The little fat boy put one foot against the bow, held the bowstring with both hands, and with a force, he pulled it up.
There was an uproar in the place. The little fellow maintained this posture, feeling extremely proud. He had amazing eyesight and could see the imperial procession from afar.
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