On the day of the draft, the emperor looked listlessly at the dancing show ladies. When it was my turn, the eunuch in charge asked nervously if he knew what the girl's talent was. Hearing this, I stood up suddenly and answered solidly, "The servant is not talented. She has practiced some strength." After listening to what I said, the surroundings were silent. After a while, uncontrollable snickers could be heard. Only the emperor was interested.
