In the snow outside the tree house, Wanwan's father had already shot a few pheasants.
Zilu also hunted a lot of game, which was piled on the ground.
Only Master Zhang looked at the trophies of the two people that occasionally flew by in the sky, and his heart was a little excited. Learning how to hunt is so important here.
Wanwan’s father went to chase a mountain rabbit...
Only Mr. Zhang and Zi Lu were left in the place.
"Give me your bow and arrows," Mr. Zhang said.
"Hey, I heard you right." Zilu smiled and gave him the bow and arrow, "The one you are aiming at is the pheasant, as long as the arrow hits me in the end..."
"If you underestimate me, I will definitely hunt a game for you." Mr. Zhang said.
Swish, swish, swish, three arrows were fired in a row, without even touching the edge of the chicken feathers. The pheasant was not scared away, but stood there inexplicably, looking at Mr. Zhang with puzzled eyes.
"Have you seen it? Even Shanji thinks this kid's skills are really bad..." Zilu laughed.
The pheasant crowed a few times, as if mocking Mr. Zhang's archery skills.
Mr. Zhang thought for a while, since he couldn't aim accurately, he could only rely on quantity, so he flew out all the remaining arrows. Unexpectedly, one of them actually penetrated the pheasant's chest.
The chicken fell to the ground...
Still struggling desperately...
"How about it, young prince, this is why the pheasant said, 'So the real person doesn't show his face.'" Mr. Zhang said proudly.
"Pheasant said, 'It turns out that a blind cat can also encounter a dead mouse'..." the young prince laughed.
"Secretary of the Ministry of War, please pick up my prey." Mr. Zhang put away his bow and arrows and said in a dignified manner. The posture of putting away the bow is really very elegant!
To fool a layman, he really thought he was a hunting expert.
"Okay, okay, the Minister of War takes your orders..." Zilu smiled and went to pick up Mr. Zhang's trophies.
At this time, Wanwan's father happened to come over with Shantu and heard their conversation...
When Zilu came back with the trophies, he saw Wanwan's father standing blankly on the side looking at him.
"Are you the minister of the Ministry of War, or the young prince? Are you a senior official of the imperial court?" Wanwan's father asked Zilu.
"I don't want to hide my identity, but I have a certain reason. Please forgive me." Zilu replied.
"Why on earth did you come to Shuilian Mountain? Now is not the time for sightseeing." Wanwan's father asked.
Mr. Zhang knew that he had let something slip, so he did not dare to say more and stood aside like a tree.
Zilu knew that he could no longer hide this matter, and he could not find a suitable reason.
"Then let me get straight to the point. We are all men," Zilu said.
"It's a little late for you to get to the point." Wanwan's father said. He always had a bad feeling lingering in his heart, making him uneasy.
"I came here to look for my relatives on the emperor's order," Zilu said.
"Looking for relatives?" The mountain rabbit in Wanwan's father's hand fell to the ground, and he immediately thought of Wanwan, who was not his biological child...
"Yes, the emperor's youngest daughter is also my cousin. She left the palace four years ago. The emperor has been looking for her for four years. If I am correct, she is Princess Wanwan." Zilu finally said it.
"My Wanwan turns out to be a princess..." Wanwan's father fell into a complex emotion, including shock, loss, suddenness, and difficulty letting go...