All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

Horses' hooves naturally grow every year and are often worn, dry, or peeled with daily walking.

Metal is riveted to the horse's hoof and replaced regularly to enhance the horse's stability and reduce hoof wear.

Nailing horseshoes not only protects the horses, reduces the consumption of war horses and stagecoach horses, but also enables the horses to work more efficiently.

Li Shimin read it quickly and put the two papers away.

Yuchi Jingde, who was in the front row, stretched his neck for a long time and didn't see a word.

Li Shimin waved his hand and said to Mr. Yuan: "I understand. In the future...if Mr. Yuan Xiaojian is able to get up and wants to come and observe, that's fine."

He looked at the admonishers again and found that several of them had their heads lowered and were as quiet as chickens.

His Majesty the Emperor expressed his satisfaction.

Today's morning morning was delayed for a while and then started again as usual.

After the court was over, Li Shimin went to the back hall, where the little boy had already fallen asleep.

Zhang Anan watched from the side and pointed at the little guy's little hands exposed outside the quilt.

Li Shimin went over to take a look and found that he was still holding on to half a piece of bilo.

I fell asleep while eating.

Zhang Ananda asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it will soon be time to go to the Hongwen Pavilion. Do you want to wake up Princess Yongchang?"

Li Shimin raised his hand: "You go to the Hongwen Hall to ask for leave from Master Yu, and let her sleep in the Tai Chi Hall. You watch here. When the child wakes up, let her go out to play by herself."

After the explanation, His Majesty the Emperor returned to Liangyi Hall.

He discussed with Fang Xuanling and others in the Liangyi Palace the affairs of state and county merging of provincial officials. After the discussion, he summoned Qin Shubao's three sworn brothers to discuss borrowing and storing grain.

One after another, ministers came to see him, and by the time they were done, lunch time had passed.

In the back hall of Tai Chi Hall, when Zhang Anan went outside to get the hot tea, the little boy disappeared.

He went to the front hall to look again, but found no one, so he had to go back to Liangyi Hall.

The child runs around in the palace every day, and her good friends are everywhere, so she has no worries about her safety.

***

130 BC, Chang'an, Han Palace.

Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, was reading the book. Opposite him sat a handsome young man with fair skin and sparse eyebrows, holding a military book and flipping through it absently.

The young man is Huo Qubing, who is ten years old.

Liu Che made a serious face: "If you want to be a general, why don't you learn the art of war? How should you respond to enemy attacks and give orders on the battlefield?"

Huo Qubing put down the book and argued: "The battlefield is constantly changing. Whatever the enemy's attack methods are, I just adapt accordingly. The ancient military techniques can no longer be used on today's battlefield."

"Especially to fight the Huns, the previous strategies are completely useless."

Liu Che frowned. He was knowledgeable and had never heard of a general who didn't learn the art of war.

But I can't say anything about this kid.

The two stared wide-eyed.

At this time, Huo Qubing suddenly heard a familiar girl's voice not far away.

"Brother Hoa, Brother Hoa!!!"

He looked up and saw nothing.

Liu Che on the opposite side asked: "What's wrong?"

Huo Qubing pretended to be calm and took a sip of tea: "Your Majesty, I'm going to the martial arts field to practice some martial arts."

Liu Che thought he was avoiding learning the art of war again, so he waved helplessly: "Go ahead."

Huo Qubing got up and walked to the martial arts field.

When he arrived at the place, he cleared the field, and before he could say anything, a little meat dumpling appeared on the low couch on the sidelines.

Yuan Yuan held a golden pheasant in his arms and said happily: "Brother Huo, I'm coming to play with you!"

Huo Qubing is very strange. After more than a year of seeing him, this child has not changed.

But he knew in his heart that he shouldn't ask questions about things in the fairy world that shouldn't be asked.

Huo Qubing glanced at the Golden Pheasant: "Why did you bring a chicken?"

Yuan Yuan patted the golden pheasant on the head: "This is my good friend Shisanmao. I want to give it to Brother Huo!"

She caught it from the zoo!

Huo Qubing was speechless for a moment. He had never received such a strange gift.

"Thank you very much, Yuanyuan. Brother, I will take good care of you."

The little boy threw the chicken away, then took out a small purse from the small cloth pocket on his waist, and said mysteriously: "Brother Huo A, when you roast the thirteen hairs, you must put this powder in it!"

“It’s so delicious!!!”

Huo Qubing looked shocked: "Isn't Shisanmao your good friend?"

Yuan Yuan nodded: "Yeah, yeah, I'm pretty hairy. My sister makes me beggar's chicken, chicken popcorn, and pizza every day!"

She swallowed and patted her small chest firmly: "I will take good care of Ermao and them!"

Huo Qubing laughed.

"Okay, brother, I will ask the waiter to roast the thirteen cents when I get back."

Shisan Mao, who was proudly displaying his feathers on the ground, seemed to sense the crisis and turned around and walked towards the gate.

Yuan Yuan climbed down on the bed and chased after him. The golden pheasant was so frightened that he flapped his wings and ran away.

But he couldn't outrun the little kid's long legs and was soon thrown to the ground.

Yuan Yuan clenched her small fist and beat it wildly, and Shi Sanmao quickly withered.

With only a distance of less than ten feet, it can escape.

Huo Qubing was stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing.

This ferocious kid was very appetizing to him.

The two of them tied up the thirteen cents and threw them aside.

Huo Qubing went to the palace room next to him and bought two plates of cakes. One big and one small sat on the couch against the wall and whispered.

Yuan Yuan told Huo Qubing about his recent troubles.

"My son, he's wet the bed now!"

"I don't even wet the bed!"

"Uncle He Fan said that Sanhuang is actually Bai Bai's son, because Bai Bai likes to puff in bed!"

"Brother Huo, I'm so sad!"

"Am I really not Sanhuang's grandma?"

Huo Qubing's CPU was completely burned out.

"Your son?"

Yuan Yuan nodded: "I have a son named Sanhuang. He is a little lion. He is so beautiful. He is prettier than Rhubarb and Erhuang!"

"Bai Bai is my good friend. He is a little bear and he likes poof!"

Huo Qubing nodded, thought for a while and then asked: "Puff is...?"

Yuan Yuan sighed: "Pull daddy."

Huo Qubing wanted to laugh again.

Children's thoughts are really strange.

The good brother comforted Yuanyuan seriously: "Mother does not think her son is ugly. Sanhuang wets the bed because he is still young. You can guide him to urinate outside."

"Since Bai Bai is your friend, that means a lifelong friendship. It likes to poop... dada, and you can guide it."

Yuan Yuan became even more sad. She covered her chubby face and said sadly: "But when I woke up, they had already done bad things!"

This is a late start on weekdays.

Huo Qubing pursed his lips, fearing that if he laughed, the little guy would be even more sad.

Yuan Yuan saw Huo Qubing's distorted face and asked with concern: "Brother Huo, what's wrong with you? Your illness is not cured yet?"

Huo Qubing finally suppressed his laughter. He touched the little boy's head and said sincerely: "Your brother, who has the same name as the First Emperor, has a very useful medicine. My brother has not been sick for a long time."

Yuan Yuan was extremely happy: "Then I want to tell brother Ying Zheng!!!"